final post!

to all my readers,

this will be the last post on this blog. but i will be using another blogsite, because i realize wordpress just isn’t very good. so im moving to: maninprogress.tumblr.com. please please do visit yeah? and relink!

however, i will still be keeping this blog for memories’ sake(:

oh and now you can follow me on twitter: http://twitter.com/awesomeashraf. yeah, yeah the title. but it’s quite true actually. everyone is awesome in their own way. i guess.

so, now, i guess this is auf wiedersehen!

(which means goodbye in german, for those who don’t speak german. or can’t infer properly)

the week of exhaustion and certain sadness

*blows dust off blog*

mehh. looks like i haven’t posted here for a long time, huh?

well, at least hell week is over. which was last week. but there are more hell weeks to come. mann this really sucks

didn’t really remember monday much. missed school on tuesday and wednesday – was down with t3h flu, and had to be socially responsible and stuffs. i am so proud of mehself. went back to school on thursday, and got pwned by 2 consecutive tests, one english book club meeting, pe presentation (ultimate spongeroo funtime ftw!) and… history ra class. which was extremely brain draining. roflmaozedong

on friday, which was yesterday, nothing much happened – as in lessons and stuff. DPM Teo Chee Hean visited our school for the lecture series. if you read today’s newspaper, you’ll know this by now. if you didn’t, then, in the words of someone whom i shall not speak of, you should read more and not be a politically apathetic teenager.

i might disappear mysteriously into the night for posting this (please forgive me mm), but the dpm has some uber pro evasion techniques. i.e. asking questions back at us when we ask him questions. “what do you think?” apparently happens to be one of his most favourite phrases. interesting. maybe next time when i’m interviewed i should try this epic evasion technique.

and like all previous lecture series, prefects who helped out get to kope free food. w00ts. this is all that we live for here in ri. but besides the bland fried mee and quite nice tasting dumplings, something else interesting happened to me. i got interviewed by a quite hot/cute reporter from mediacorp news or something who apparently wanted some quotes to fill up space in the newspaper. which, unusually, did not appear in today’s paper. pfft. my road to stardom is, once again, destroyed. ):

i was quite shocked then, and really didn’t know how to react. besides the fact that i don’t get approached by fairly attractive women on a daily basis and i rarely talk to girls being in a boys school for half of my life, i could not get myself to say anything because i… wasn’t really paying attention to the talk. but whatever, i can smoke pretty well.

but i don’t smoke, as in literally. so. just to clarify that.

the main highlight of today was going to my sister’s dsa trials for netball. everything went pretty well i guess. my sister is quite pro actually – i just realized. entering rgs through pure sports talent which has been passed down through my parent’s genes and possibly through superior intellect FTW!

and i also met russell’s mother there. i was genuinely surprised. i was like, what the gefunken is she doing here? supporting rugby is okay, now she’s supporting my sister too? lal. apparently russell’s sister plays netball too and wants to dsa into rgs. well, good luck with that.

okay gotta go sleep now. tomorrow i guess i might spend most of my day doing homework and projects, and possibly go out in the afternoon or something. anyone wanna tag along?

p.s. i just realized i forgot to pass up my malay composition last friday. so screwed. i think. well maybe not.

i was forced to post this. so.

i had such a fabulous and excellent time yesterday with my good old friend, ish. ishwarpal singh grewal (there you go. your full name is here.)

we were supposed to film our ss documentary, which really needs to be started soon, or else we will die and get an epic failzxz for our ss ca component, but the funny thing is, the documentary was never really filmed.

it was all because some sd card couldn’t work, and we apparently cannot transfer films filmed (?) on tape to the computer. so instead of filming our ss documentary at orchard, we went back home. and throughout the whole time we did some funny stuff.

but i forgot. damn. sorry.

…i remember we bought coke at 7-11. and i felt sick after that, actually. oh, that, and your refusal to go to orchard. it’s a nice place.

i suddenly feel like i wanna learn to dance! shakey-my-body! like dance really nicely. a kind of generic dance of some sort.

so i’m learning how to dance thriller! the michael jackson one. it’s really cool and it’s actually quite easy to follow.

except for the pelvic thrust thing. for some reasons unknown to me, my pelvis and my knees seem to be joined to each other. like i cant move one part without moving the other. weird.

or maybe, just maybe, i can’t dance.

hahahahaha what a nice joke i just made

hmm went around with my family today. around town, fetch my sister from her school, go to my grandfather’s house, etcetc. quite a nice day actually.

but i felt like shit, because i only slept for 4 hours the last night. which is quite short, compared to the hours i’ve been investing in sleep during the holidays.

heyyy but at least we have a long weekend! right?

right?

ohemgee. soya bean milk does contain oestrogen. high levels? i’m not sure. but i sure hope i don’t start growing bewbs. unless they’re muscluar bewbs. which would be kinda sweet.

ahhh i still have one piece of malay homework left, but as usual im gonnaeffit.

lal. check out my group’s name for this game we invented for pe; it’s now officially called “ultimate spungeroo funtime” – an amalgamation of ish’s and my ideas. i personally wanted it to be called “the game of ultimate awesomeness… which involves balls. and tennis rackets.” OR tguawibatr. for short.

“japan ball game” was quite a good name i think – inspiration from a random truck passing by on the way back home.

oh yeah speaking of on the way back home – never ever go back home with 3 indians. they will, and i really mean it, they will gang up on you. okay well, specifically 3 indians. but it was funny though.

lessee, after that i think i slept when i reached back home. and then i went to gym, but i felt really sick-ish and puked a bit. weird. i think it’s coz i was quite tired, plus i have this cough thingy that’s quite irritating.

vijay’s workout is killah! teh killah

right now hooked onto the song “falling slowly” by glen hansard and marketa iglova. the melody is just so pure and expressive, the lyrics so simple yet speak a thousand meanings. i actually shed a few tears when i heard this song for the first time.

one more, one less

one more day left till school reopens.

sigh.

all the june holidays gone just like that.

i just realized, i still have quite a lot of homework/projects left unfinished. i am soo screwed. gorsh damnit.

pleasepleaseletmorepeoplegettheh1n1flu

… but i definitely don’t wanna be one of them. so.

hey maybe there’ll be like a surprise announcement by moh tomorrow, and they’ll say that all schools will ACTUALLY be closed((:

coz if they did that any earlier, more people would like go on extra holiday. like the typical singaporeans we are.

sneakyy bastards. sneaky scheming bastards.

urgh gorsh i won’t be able to sleep for more than 8 hours any longer. so long, my pillowy friend.

just one

the moon cannot compare
the stars can only try
the sun; he cannot bear
to look
to stare
deep into your

I wonder if there are places
where angels fear to tread
Places where
fear grips the heart
joy embraces the soul
ecstasy clouds the mind
but I know that I would tremble
when I am by your

sight; I can live without
there’s only one thing i use it for
smell; what i only need
to remember what happiness truly means
touch is of no use to me
unless i feel the soft caress
of your

leaps and bounds through the air
so this is what it feels like

noo

duude. my hamster just died.

it’s seriously scary looking at things die before your eyes. no matter how small that thing may be.

my hamster was like kicking and thrashing for about a few minutes, and his eyes were like bulging out like crazy.

i’ll always miss my hamster that brought me so much joy and laughter. i’m just glad that my hamster got to live till a ripe old age of 2 years. which is about like 90 years old in human years apparently.

bye bye, brybry );

who are who are who are we

mann. one week of the june hols just passed by like that.

but it’s okay. coz i had so much fun for the past 4 days.

FOR THE 15th SLC!!

mann, so many memories, so many memories.

there’s so much stuff to say, i don’t think i can fit all of that into this tiny blog post/:

soo i guess i shall just talk about some pretty major stuff.

to cygni: thankyouthankyou soo much for making those whole four days such an enjoyable experience. i’ll never ever forget all the fun shtuff we did together.

our finale was a blast, btw!

so i guess i shall just move on now.

aand maybe post a few pics first i guess.

cygni! (:

plus, i might sound like a newb, but island creamery kicks ass.

pfft. no underage party for me tomorrow. so sad): so long vaunt

why do they have to count exactly by the days huh. it’s kinda useless actually.

well, i hope these hols turn out pretty nice. to hell with the homework.

for now that is.

victory, schweet victory

yeah! a div raffles rugby won gold! mann seriously, i can’t even describe the happiness that i felt (and am still feeling). it was super surreal, and i felt like i was high on drugs or something. all i wish for was to be in their shoes too for our season, but it’s already too late to say that. ahh frick that. there’s always next year.

but when there’s good news, there’s always bad news too.

i failed my maths cct. i was shocked. totally shocked.

but i probably had that coming, coz i barely studied for that test in the first place. dayumm

physics was not bad, but i was expecting a 4, so. hopefully i’ll pull up my grade soon.

and tomorrow is open house. ugh another whole day spent in school. what’s new pussycat

lately i’ve been hooked onto this song called superstar by the carpenters. it’s pretty old, but i feel super sad when i hear the song. it’s just so… beautiful. hauntingly beautiful.

please please let something interesting happen tomorrow.

OHH SHIT BIO + CHEM TEST NEXT WEEK

fmylife man

can i just not put a title here? i mean, its okay right, not ALL posts have to have titles and stuff, cos, like, right now, i can’t think of a nice and short catchy title that can accurately sum up the whole post below

ughh gorsh damnit. i screwed up maths cct really badly. like superbad. ly. i have a feeling i can post my cct results on failblog soon. because i’m gonna fail the frickin test, i think. fo sho.

my malay midyear was not well done either. i feel quite sad for my malay teacher actually. she’s like super nice, and probably more or less a second mother to all of us. i mean, she spent like countless hours just to conduct extra lessons, make practices, etc., and in return, we paid back her kindness with not-so good results. i think its time to really start pushing ourselves on. if we don’t do it now, we never will achieve the results we promised her.

heh i didn’t do much today. pretty much lazed around in my super messy room (which i think i have to clean up tmr). oh yeah but then i went out in the afternoon to orchard road. by myself. pretty sad huh.

but it was totally worth it, because i like got to explore so many different places that i’ve never been to before.

oh and something really weird happened. well, it’s pretty funny and unbelievable actually. i was walking past wisma atria when a woman approached me. i got a bit pissed ‘cos i thought she was some survey dude pestering me to do her survey or something, but i had no choice but to listen to what she had to say. turns out she was a talent scout for some modelling agency, and apparently i had ‘potential’. (which is super unbelievable and retarded because i’m not exactly the most good looking guy around/: )

but something was fishy; my gut felt really uneasy. well, besides the fact that i downed a cupful of starbucks’ “brew of the day” and i practically didnt eat my after lunch meal yet, my gut feeling told me that there was something wrong. i went back home, checked the company, and it was totally legit. they made like a few of the ads we see on tv (like the yakult one) and they looked totally professional. and then i got into a (small) quarrel with my parents because i just wanted to go down and check out the company, but they didn’t allow me to.

but thankfully that happened. i checked again, and apparently you have to play $750 just to get your portfolio. and you won’t even be posted to a proper assignment yet. super scam, super ripoff.

lesson of the day: ALWAYS listen to your parents, even if you may not like it. and don’t do drugs. it’s not good.