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Friday, August 28, 2009
hpps service today was just traumatic.
the two kids there were so...well, let's just say they had an unusually wide vocabulary for their age. haha actually it was quite funny. the p5 indian boy apparently made a bet with me- i wasn't even aware of it myself- and well, if i couldn't answer his question, i'd have to pay him 50 cents. "what's my father's name?" that was just lame. and after that he threatened to come to my school and spray paint it if i didn't pay up. that guy seriously didn't want to learn at all- just asked us for the answer to the math qn. the question went something like "a man put $2500 in a bank that gives simple interest, after 5 years he had $2850 in the bank. what is the interest rate." the fella just added up $2500 and $2850. and he said that was the answer. it was seriously annoying, his attitude. i can't stand it when you really want to teach someone something and they DON'T want to know how at all but just want the answer. horrible. rote. learning. welcome to singapore.
yaseer was faring even worse with his rebellious child, who actually called yaseer's stories a "cow and bull story". yaseer tried to correct him, but the boy just scolded him saying "you dont know idioms one, you jialat la cannot go secondary already" hahaha it was one of the rare times yaseer was speechless. then i had my laptop and hard disk out, and the fellow was pointing at the hard disk going "what is that stupid thing" and the indian boy was going "you got facebook?? no facebook no girlfriend" honestly, p5 kids with fb? pity we barely got to talk to mindy at all. the only person capable of near intelligent conversation there.
haha jiaren got so sick of the indian guy he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes- and of course the boy immediately went "look you crying already". i hope i don't see that fellow again, i can imagine how his disastrous his upbringing was.
after that we went to the playground with the kids. the indian kid challenged me to climb the monkey bar so i did. after that, he walked on those four wooden poles of increasing length that are placed some distance away from one another, and you're supposed to put one foot on them at a time and walk across. it looked easy.
or, i thought it did.
i got from the first pole to the second easily, and got from the second to third pole wobbling a bit. the last, highest wooden pole lay ahead. i raised my right foot, and placed it on the last pole...or rather, just a little too much in front of it. and in that split second before the worst happened, a memory of a video i'd watched long ago flashed through my head.
pole walker fail
and the thoughts flying through my head were, "LOL AM I GOING TO BE LIKE HIM"
okay, the next few seconds were some of the horriblest moments in my entire life. lucky my waist veered to one side, so the...leftie caught most of it. so did my left..interior thigh. so i lay on the ground for a minute or so yelling like a retard when suddenly our sarcastic friend mindy shows up and all she offers is "ee yerr go to the toilet" and walks off. gosh, the pain was...legendary. i remember worrying so much that leftie would be...flattened and they'd be some horrible mess in which i'd see last year's bio for real. thank goodness no one videoed that. quickly rushed to the toilet and on the way mindy shows her face and goes "nerd!" for no apparent reason at all. i can see who she'll most resemble in the future.
freak, the pain is still there now. keeps giving me this sick feeling. it had better not develop into some chronic ache tomorrow. maybe its retribution for failing renewing of the mind. okay, must put more effort in.
disharmony of my spheres indeed.
see carmen, at least we made as many children as we could while i still had the potency.
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