zeeeeeee
I don't believe this.
This cannot happen.

How can we lose?
How the hell could we have lost NiE: C4R?
This is completely wrong.

We have very beautiful posters.
Even our teacher said our posters are so much better than the Grand Finalists'.
Something you would have fell in love with.
SERIOUSLY.

If you are a girl,
our posters would be a sizzling hot guy
that you would love to shag.

If you are a guy,
our posters would be a Pussycat Dolls member
(You know what I mean).

So, basically, our posters are
- I don't say this very often 'cause I'm a nerd -
SEXY
(So, you see, coming from me that is a lot),
IRRESISTABLE
and
ROCKIN'.

PS:
judges:Re-check C3(cube) JR of SMK USJ 12's entry.

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zeeeeeee
I love coffee.
Which is the reason I decided to dedicate a post to coffee.

About a week ago, I ran out of 3-in-1 coffee.
I don't know how to make my own coffee.
Considering the fact that I'm a coffee-addict,
that was very unacceptable.

Anyway, I spent my week pretty depressed because of my lack of coffee.

Let me explain.
I wrote this in my previous blog, but I'm repeating it.

There is nothing, let me say this again-nothing, a mug of coffee cannot cure.
A mug of coffee is all I need to be energized and hyper throughout the day.

Let's make it simple.
Coffee.
Is the ultimate God-drink in Cham Zhi Yi's life.

PS: Every thing's okay again 'cause my dad finally decided to teach me how to make my own coffee.

PPS: The word 'coffee' is starting to look strange to my eyes.

PPPS: Note to self : never over-write/type the word 'coffee'.
zeeeeeee
I don't believe this.
Okay, fine.
It's quite believe-able.

I don't know if you know this guy,
Khor Wei Ken,
he's a high-achiever kind of person.
Someone you would look up to.

BUT, today during the Australian Mathematics Competition (AMC),
I can't believe how he speaks to me.
I don't even know him.
Not personally, anyway..

I was sitting by the window,the second last seat.
He snatched Su-Ann's seat, the last seat, by the door.
When he sees me seated in front of him, he got upset.
He was debating with me, wanting me to change seat with this guy seated in the front row.
Of course, I said 'No'.

What really madden me was the way he spoke to me.
He wasn't even polite.
So, put aside the fact that sitting in the front row means:-
a) NO wind,
and
b) CLOSE to the teacher,

I WILL NOT GIVE UP MY VERY BREEZY, CALMING AND STRATEGIC WINDOW-SEAT TO SOME IMPOLITE PERSON, REGARDLESS OF HOW SMART AND TALENTED HE IS.



zeeeeeee
Oh my God! Australian Mathematics Competition rocks!!

I could only answer half the questions in the booklet but, oh my God(!),

I love this competition.
I love the questions.
I love how it puzzles me.
I love how it challenges me.
I love how I can't find the answers.
I love how difficult it is.
I love the complications of the whole thing.

Oh, gosh. I sound like I'm in love with mathematics.
I'm not supposed to like it.
I'm terrible in math.

But, oh my God!
That competition was so much fun!

zeeeeeee
Wow, my first blog ever. In this account anyway...

I used to have another blog. It was okay and everything until this guy in my class corrupted my cbox with plenty of trash.

I was so overwhelmed with bitterness that I removed my whole Google account.
Yeah, it was that bad.

Anyway, let's put it in the past and celebrate a new blog
(which I'm not going to tell those guys about).

I have to admit I am sort of phobia-ic with blogging now...
but I am so hooked!

I just have to blog!

I love typing everything going on in my life down, releasing all these tension and pressure that's nagging in my heart all day, as I . . .
surf the web, read my friends' blog, my class's blog, my favorite author's blog,
listen to music, do a bit of Facebook-ing, chat...

-Oh My God.
I just realize my brother is not home from school yet.
Must go check on him immediately.

Updates tomorrow.




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