Introducing The 6th Floor Male Mascots: (L-R) Baboon the King of the Jungle, Celeste the Princess of Pop and Scuffy the Master of Cuteness 

It’s me again. (well obviously)

Yesterday on my way back from school (oh school has officially ended, I’m just a nerd who loves going back to school) I bumped into a Year One Scholar Zhosa and his friend Niche. His friend thought I was Year 1 – because I looked ‘RELAX’

REALLY? DO I LOOK RELAX? IS THAT A GOOD THING?

I’m suppose to be referring to the College’s student portal to get some answer guidelines, but ended up blogging. Gosh I need someone discipline me!

Parents called say they will be coming down on the 12^th November, which is in the middle of my exams! Don’t mind spending some time with them though.

One week from now I’ll be doing my Biology Paper 2 in the exam hall.

Just started Biology Option (SEXUAL REPRODUCTION IN HUMANS yummy) today. Will be doing Chemistry Option tonight (BIOCHEMISTRY yuck)

I can’t wait for A Levels to start, and be over with.

Drunk and Happy About It

Just came back from Chijmes Jazz Festival 2005. Chijmes is some church/monastery looking place which was converted into a nightspot/Mont Kiara looking place. The performances were a bit boring, except for a group originating from KL! Yeah Malaysia BOLEH!!

I don’t know what’s going on with me… the closer A Levels is, the more I want to go out, get wasted, anything from touching my notes. This isn’t right. I don’t want to let my parents down… Wrong, I don’t want to let myself down.

Yet again, I have to go out. WHY DO THEY HAVE ALL THIS FUCKING OCCASIONS DURING THIS SEASON?

I am happily defying hostel rules, coming back at late nights, I have a box of Marlboro lights in my room now, contemplating on whether to tell my roommate or not (hope he does not read this).　I drink at least once a week – corroding my brain cells what the heck.

Then again, I feel happy. Moreover, when I feel happy, I feel like studying.

One in a gazillion pictures I took from my roommate's comp...


The Dunman Boy Fashion Show by CK2


'Blackmailing'


Under Bailey's Control


We call it cheeseburger. I prefer Banana Oreo for this picture

Compulsive buying: Bought Truman by Tommy Hilfiger. Super cool eau de toilet endorsed by the hero now mole-less Enrique!

Need to go study: Dateline 3.00 am Coordination and Control! ZzZz

A LEVELS COUNTDOWN 13

God knows how long I’ve blogged (actually can see the last date of my entry but lazy la)

Well as you all know, my A Levels are coming! In two weeks, I shall face my fears!

This time the exam schedule very screwed up! Cross subjects in a day, one week pack, one week empty… what the fuck!

Example: First day is Biology mixed with Mathematics! ARGH! I know we learn Bio Statistics but surely it’s terrorizing! Then there’s Economics and Chemistry on the same day as well! NOOO!

Liberation Day is November 25th. Can’t wait for that though!

Being doing a lot of crazy stuffs lately:
Stole a mug from Spinelli (ssh)
Stole a mug from Starbucks (double ssh!)
Plan to steal the bus no. tag from the bus no. 12
Went to Indo Chine for a drink
Always going to Marche for a drink
Had salad for dinner yesterday after abstinence from such a diet
Never had hostel food in awhile
Bought a jacket and a bag from Top Man
Ordered a jacket from Dance Club and the college
Plans to buy another jacket from Adidas

My trials were a MEGA HUGE disappointment. Neither an A, nor a B obtained. The results shall remain undisclosed.

I’m blogging from the library, what’s with my laptop back in Subang and all. The Year One Junior Scholars from Malaysia are such smartasses. Many top the cohort with their straight As… I sometimes wonder whether they accidentally chose me or not…

To all students taking the A Levels (be it STPM, Singapore As, HK As, AS and A2) All the best and this two weeks left CAN make a difference!

Bo Liao just wanna blog

Last Saturday, I was bumping my ass around Orchard with C-Lin and K-Lin, trying to distress and not think too much about my prelims. When we were approaching Heeren (a shopping complex along Orchard Road), I heard a very familiar deejay voice from afar.

WAIT A MINUTE…

HOLY SHIT IT IS DENISE KELLER!

From one of my previous entries you guys should realize that Denise Keller is the other dream chick (other than Jenny Garner) that I would drop dead for! (But I’ve already dropped dead in Jo’s arms :P)

That’s right I could remember how she sound like even though I’ve never met her in person before (thanks to my voice recognition system endowed in me from watching too much MTV… sounds like Lamarck’s Theory* holds true!)

True enough, she was hosting the MTV Whatever Thing road show or something. No doubt the performances by the crazee people were alright, but throughout the show we were going ‘Where’s Denise? Where’s Denise?’ You cannot imagine how much she made my day! (I was kinda down that day)

And she was so friendly! Some stranger just asks for a picture with her, she just took the camera and took a picture with the two of them! ARGH! If only I had the guts to ask her for a picture with me…

*Lamarck's Theory, in the dawn of the Evolution theory, proposed that characteristics that are wanted and beneficial (in this case, voice recognition) can be acquired and passed down to the next generation (in hope of survival and production of a more vigorous offspring).