"Hail Man Utd" and "Cher, the number 3 ah, something wrong."

I didn't do anything on Saturday. Bloody asswipes la Man Utd. I thought Totenham win already. Luka Modric scored and I was so happy, I switched off the telly and went to sleep.

Woke up the next day to find out that Man Utd won 5-2. Bloody hell. Like this Liverpool cannot catch up la! Liverpool fans, the dream is over. No silverware for you people. Hail Man United!

So yea, Sunday. Intended to study ah. At National Library. My intention was to really study. Waited for Has for an hour and Liani for another 30 mins. So much for punctuality. Women, you people are the reason why chivalry died. You kept the knights waiting for so long, they got tired of waiting and decided to go home for a cup of good tea.

Well, I'm used to it anyway. My patience is like... people fasting ah. Yah. Loads of patience. I'm loaded with that stuff. Patience. A virtue? I don't think so, really. More of a necessity. If I had a short fuse, a lot of people would be pushing up daisies by now.

Oh yea, before I forget. Let's mourn the loss of a veru good blog which has served the blog-hopping community for as long as I can remember. Aman has pulled the plug on his blog and that's a huge loss. I mean, his blog had minimal errors and is a shining example for us to follow. We hope it will return soon. Very soon.

Ok, back to Sunday. Sunday... Oh ya. Finally got on the train and had to meet Has's friend. I don't remember his name. He joined us to study but he played games on his PSP more than he studied. So, yeah, I don't think he learnt a lot.

Anyway, that guy left before we had dinner at Raffles Hospital. Had Fish and Chips. $7.50 sey. Mahal kepe. But it's good and almost worth it. Then we went to Iluma where I got this cool as cool can get bear keychain. I look forward to buying the voodoo doll. Potential enemies, be very afraid. Mind who you mess with. Offend me and I'll make sure your nickname shall be pin cushion. Hehehehe! Doctor. Eeeeeeeeeeeviiiil.

Then went jalan2 a bit. Met Cross and Marcos.

As I was walking, I was approached by a lady from some modelling agency. She gave me a card and told me to call them. I personally think she's blind. HOW COULD I, SOMEONE WHO'S SO TAK HANDSOME AND SO TAK MODEL-LY, BE A POTENTIAL MODEL???? I personally think she needs specs. Or work during the day instead. Really ah. I'm not a good-looking guy. I think she wanna kena fired from her job ah. If that is so, well done to her.

Jalan2 a bit more before taking a bus home. Wanted to blog but thought better of it and went to sleep.

OK, Monday. Today. School day.

Brought big bag to school. I should buy a new bag. I need new boots too. $79.90. Must save money. Impossible to but yea, must save money. Can't play soccer on the field without boots, can I? Maybe next week. I want to write to Nike but they would need to make the boots and then fly them here. That would take a few weeks. I can't wait that long. Where's my agent when you need him, ah?

So yeah, workshop today. Doing fitting for this term. Today was sawing. Easy stuff. Had a lot of practice in secondary school. Was one of the faster students. Chairman Mao was quick, man. He's the best. I'm spreading communism. Chairman Mao is the best! Had a good time. I broke 2 hacksaw blades. I was sawing sawing sawing when they broke.

"Alamak. Cher, my blades break again ah. I think I saw too good already. They cannot tahan and need break ah. I think I also need break. Hen re!!! (Hot ah!)"

Actually, my cut was slanting. I was trying to corrrect it by forcing the saw straight. It puts pressure on the blades, causing them to break. Bastard sia, Aqeel. Chairman Mao, who was working beside me, was laughing his butt off.

It was near the end of the lesson when we had to stamp our station number on our workpiece. The number 3 stamp was blunt.

"Cher, the number 3 ah, something wrong!"

"Who the number 3?"

"Me ah!"

"No wonder. You something wrong what."

*class laughs* They know I'm the yaya-talk-nonsense-one guy.

"Alamak cher. Like that also can?"

Funny stuff.

Great workshop session.

Showered after class. I was the only guy who showered, man. Must be clean la. Cannot stand feeling sticky ah. I was the best smelling dude in the class after the break. That's for sure.

We had tutorial after the break. Electrical Circuits. Did my tutorial already and got mostly correct. FIRST TIME, man! FIRST TIME! Hahaha. i can't believe I did my tutorial at first. Hehea. It feels gooooooooooooooooood. Say "hi" to me, the guy who actually did his homework. Hi!

After teacher was finished with teaching and basically waiting for questions.

"Eh Ali, you bathe and change clothes ah?"

"Yah, why?"

"You got class after this meh?"

"No..."

"Why wear until so nice?"

"Cannot ah?"

"Like no need wear so nice what. Seeking attention ah? Dress ugly ugly can already what."

"No lah. I don't like the spotlight. Ugly worse lor. People look at you and say how ugly you look. I would rather people look at me and say I look nice."

Alamak. Wear nice clothes also wrong. What is the world coming to ah?

Went home as fast as I could as I'm tired.

"Chairman Mao! Rock!"

*Devil horns rock band pose*

bloody hell.