Finding Emo

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH!

Jon Schmidt is awesome. I want to be a musician of some sort. Either guitar or piano, I'm not fussy. I never really enjoyed piano, but now, after heaps of Five For Fighting, Ben Folds and the likes of Jon Schmidt, I've begun playing songs other than exam pieces required to pass my exams.

Well, what's been going on? Alot of things, actually. But I'm not supposed to talk about it, not until a certain milestone in our... Nevermind.

Hey! Why's it already twelve? Hmph. Sleep time. Bye.

Jun Shern out.

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An Interruption

There I was, doing my KGT, minding my own business, when suddenly, BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. There was an ogre. Or a troll. Well, an Alistair. What's the difference?

Anyway, "HO-HUM" said the troll/ogre/Alistair. Then opened his mouth and spoke in an Earthly language.

♠Alistair♠| says:
junshern
♠Alistair♠| says:
i dont care
♠Alistair♠| says:
u have to blog about me
♠Alistair♠| says:
in ur blog
♠Alistair♠| says:
i dotn care
♠Alistair♠| says:
its an order

I'm actually doing it, for some reason. This and the other one hundred and seventeen things I've ever done for him. If you're in 3W, just prick your ears up for a second and you will hear the troll/ogre/Alistair's voice booming across the classroom.

"JUN SHERN! LEND ME YOUR RINGKASAN!"

Well, it's an excuse to get away from the dreary project, so there. Then again, I wouldn't even have to do the project if not for him. I wouldn't bother. But now, especially since there's money involved...

♠Alistair♠| says:
eh
♠Alistair♠| says:
dooodeee

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
??

♠Alistair♠| says:
u really doing kgt ah

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
yeah
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
gonna do la
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
belum start

♠Alistair♠| says:
good job
♠Alistair♠| says:
then u can send to me
♠Alistair♠| says:
when u finish

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
..
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
i go offline then you tahu

♠Alistair♠| says:
since i already owe u one cent
♠Alistair♠| says:
in my future earnings
♠Alistair♠| says:
might as well make full use of it

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
one cent my foot

♠Alistair♠| says:
make that two

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
if im helping you so that I get a thousand in the future, then i'll do it

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
but nothing under that

♠Alistair♠| says:
ok
♠Alistair♠| says:
deal
♠Alistair♠| says:
^_^
♠Alistair♠| says:
LOL

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
YES!!
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
i'm going to save this conversation

♠Alistair♠| says:
HAHAA

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
next time economy crisis
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
i can call up a few old favors

♠Alistair♠| says:
hmm
♠Alistair♠| says:
sure sure
♠Alistair♠| says:
as long as it helps me in my kgt
♠Alistair♠| says:
teeheee

See? Phew. It's bloody hot. No, not because of Alistair. It's the weather. Global warming is really becoming noticeable. And it's night time, for god's sake! HAHAHA! Just remembered the racist joke. Something to do with night time. I'll start it off, and you can sambungkan the rest for yourself. I don't want to say the whole thing, it might instill some dis-supporters in the crowd.

"What do you call a lot of Indians jumping off a cliff?"

Think. What's black, falls, and has something to do with night time?

Where were we? Oh, right. Alistair. Hmm. Maybe I should tell you something about him, for the uneducated. Ah, a picture would come in handy now. Unfortunately, I have none. Oh wait! I have a video! The Adventures of Sergeant Bow! Ah. Perfect. Our computer project.

Okay, here goes. You know what they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. So what about a thousand pictures spread over the course of a ten-minute long video?

♠Alistair♠| says:
so u have to blog about me
♠Alistair♠| says:
U GOT THAT?
♠Alistair♠| says:
say yes sir

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
yes sir

♠Alistair♠| says:
clever boy
♠Alistair♠| says:
i expect to see it by tomorrow

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
right away, sir
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
i shall get on the job
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
that will be another RM100, sir

♠Alistair♠| says:
ARE U ASKING ME FOR MONEY?
♠Alistair♠| says:
U RESPECT ME
♠Alistair♠| says:
AND U DONT ASK SO MUCH
♠Alistair♠| says:
U LISTEN
♠Alistair♠| says:
AND OBEY
♠Alistair♠| says:
U GOT THAT?

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
sorry?
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
didn't hear that

♠Alistair♠| says:
shh
♠Alistair♠| says:
no questions

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
you're speaking too soft

♠Alistair♠| says:
do i have to repeat myself here?

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
yes

♠Alistair♠| says:
u ABIDE and LIVE by my RULES
♠Alistair♠| says:
u got that?
♠Alistair♠| says:
no asking any questions
♠Alistair♠| says:
just obey
♠Alistair♠| says:
do u get that?

Jobbing On The Sleep says:
nope
Jobbing On The Sleep says:
not really

♠Alistair♠| says:
..
♠Alistair♠| says:
omg dont make me gek sam la
♠Alistair♠| says:
ill pay u 100 to shut up

This should be enough to earn me that extra hundred ringgit, don't you think?

Jun Shern out.

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My Best Wasn't Good Enough

"I screwed up bad."

"You did good enough. At least you didn't get last."

"Haha! Yeah. True, second last isn't last."

The race didn't go so well, obviously. Seventh place out of eight. Guess who I beat. Yeap, the one with the injured leg. It's nothing to be proud about. Sigh. But just you wait. I am making a promise. I want EVERYONE here to remember this promise. I WILL take part again next year. I don't in what event, but I WILL get a medal. Gold, silver, or bronze. Whatever. But I will have that medallion of pride dangling around my neck next year. Remember!

Congratulations to Qalif, whom as I predicted, won first place. But even with his efforts, our house got last. I didn't see the final score and stuff, because Jeremy, Justin and I had to leave early to go for Gregory's play, which was goooood. Stage Therapy, it's called.


Anyway, although I didn't see the final score, I do remember seeing the scoreboard some time through the middle of the "Athletics Meet".

"HOLY SH*T! Blue house is a hundred and seven points ahead of us!"

Whoomph. Whoop-De-Doo to you too. I don't even want to imagine how far apart our final scores were.

Well, I have nothing more to say. Till the next time. And remember my promise.

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Jun Shern out.

Let's Give It Our Best

"So, what're you running for sports day?"

"750."

"What? You mean 800?"

"Nope, I don't think I'll actually be running the whole way."

I guess it's much better to be running on rehearsal day, rather than the real sports day, because rehearsal will have less people watching, and less chance of humiliating myself in front of the whole school if I get last place. And I probably will.

I've never ran in any school sports event before, much less an 800 meter event against people like Max, Gareth, Joshua, Eugene(form 2 guy, not sure who he is, but he supposedly runs faster than Josh), Zhi Pei and... Who's the other red house guy again? Oops, I've forgotten. Oh well, it doesn't matter. Zhi Pei is enough to help red house beat me flat. Although...


Read the highlighted PM. It's Zhi Pei's. Hahahaha! I AM feeling a little better now. But my leg hurts a little too, though. The little bit of last minute training was never meant to be the most over-exerting part of my training, but it's too late now, I suppose. Hope it gets better by tomorrow.

Thank goodness we have Qalif. He's going to get gold. Or at least a medal. Impossible not to. I think.

Sigh. Just gotta do my best. Besides, if one has enough mind-power, his leg-power does not matter so much, when it comes to long-distance running.

Wish me luck! Though I don't suppose any of you will be reading this post before tomorrow's race. Oh well.

Jun Shern out.

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You Are Invited To A Costume Party. Come Dressed As Your Favorite Harry Potter Character!

Wish you could step back from that ledge, my friend.

Yes Man. I just watched it last night. I know, I'm pretty slow, but I don't go to the movies so often, so I've gotta wait for the DVD to come out in good quality.

Anyways, it was worth the wait. The movie was brilliant. And the suicide part(youtube won't let me embed the video here, so if you want, follow the link. But I suggest you watch the movie first before watching the video. It might spoil the movie) was absolutely breathtaking and awe-inspiring.

Personally, I think Jim Carrey did Jumper better than Third Eye Blind. As a whole, the movie was... Well, a drink of water when you're feeling dehydrated, or a breath of fresh air after finishing first in a Hold-Your-Breath-Underwater-Longest competition.

If you haven't seen it, then what are you waiting for? Especially if you feel like committing suicide. Watch it, it'll make you feel tonnes better. And about the Yes commitment, I wouldn't mind trying. Haha!

Hello World.

It's been... A long time. I've missed so many potential posts already. I mean, I missed the whole holiday, which was jam-packed full of activity, all of which could've been posts. Especially the Port Dickson trip, and last week's treasure hunt. I guess it's not too late to do them now, but it's always best to post only when the events are still fresh in your mind. But I have to mention some stuff, before moving on to the focus of the post.

The most awesome part of PD(which was the first ever extended family holiday on my father's side) was our hole. It was the most awesome hole. As KC would put it: The hole was gangster. From about 2 pm when I arrived at the beach, we(me, Kit, KC, and the little 'uns) dug a hole in the beach until about 9 pm.

This is when we started.

If you've read the book Holes, you would know that Stanley Yelnats can dig a hole that is five feet deep and five feet wide all by himself, without taking half as long as we did. But seriously, that's just fiction. In reality, it takes three people and several kids about 7 hours to dig a hole in the beach that's... Well, estimatively similar to the size of Stanley Yelnats' one.

This is about... Halfway through?

It was meant to be a jacuzzi. We wanted to make a stream from the ocean flowing into the hole that was pretty far up the beach, but we quickly realized that water doesn't flow upriver. So we went on digging the hole. Finally, when we reached a depth of about five feet, we found water at the bottom of the hole. Ecstatic, we dug, and we dug, and we dug, hoping to be able to dig it deep enough for us to be standing in the underground water. We didn't succeed in that, of course. That would be ridiculous. We settled for a depth that we could sit in, with our legs submerged in the underground water.

Here's the furthest along picture of the hole. This was before we reached the final level of our hole, but here you can see that we actually DID dig a pretty large hole. Now I only wish that we had taken a picture of the completed hole.

Anyway, MCKL deserves at least a small write-up. It was pretty darn awesome. That said, I don't really have much to say about it except that a certain blind man's lunch got cold because of us. If you're reading this: "Maaf, encik." (Oh wait. I mean, if someone is reading this to you.)

I sat down thinking that I'd write about the amazing Amazing Race, which I've just gotten back from. And I also wanted to talk about the super "Super Heroes" themed International Relationships Day that I attended yesterday. Unfortunately, I'm getting tired of typing.

So about the Amazing Race, I'll just say that although we came in last(we weren't slow, we just thought that the race was already over, so we dily-daly-ed), I had more fun than I did at MCKL.

Besides, I don't really have to tell the whole story of the Amazing Race. The name says it all.

Ashwin bought Coke (Diet) efficiently for Gandhi's horse in Jonker's Klub.

Jun Shern out.

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