After months of planning and extensive work, this is the result. Not much to look at or even a very good skin.
But you gotta admit. Its pretty awesome.
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Photos will be uploaded soon, I promise
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
Yep. That pretty much sums it up.
Anyway next post will contain 300% more photos, yes, that means we'll actually have a solid full three photos this time. Or more.
Man those fingers are gory. The sick twisted things that go on in my head. Surprises me too.
Wait wait. I know some of you lurking stalkers always visit for the photos and Amelia. Sorry, that's next post. But but I've got something else in mind. This blog entry is now about Public Spiritedness. Discuss.
For starters my cousin Sylvester commented on how filthy the area around Chai Chee is. Between us, its not really dirty. Quite the average in Singapore. But he has expressed his hate for common people of Singapore and how he would like to wrap his excrement in a plastic carrier and launch it out the window to plummet to the ground floor. I would write it in simple english but I can't be bothered to backspace.
When I saw Mathematics people groan and moan about how I'd be rambling on about how sad the subject is and how much I detest the subject. Unfortunately this is no different, you will no be spared. Simple as that. Its just a sad case. Sad as in my lack of sympathy for you and my lack of apathy towards everyone else.
People tell me Mathematics is a core subject to perform any job in life. However I find this to be untrue as there is in fact a job that does not require Maths. For instance, being the 5N2 Mathematics teacher. It requires no Mathematical skill to distribute worksheets to 42 students and sit in the corner like a homeless bum.
A common question in 2006 was "why do you like Maths so much?" and the counter argument was "why do you like Physics so much?". Never thought about it but I like Physics cause I get to waste styrofoam cups by performing experiments with paraffin oil. Heed these words people. This wisdom is as eternal as the non-biodegradable styrofoam cups!
Ok I was sifting through my shoebox photograph pile. Look at what I've got here. This is teacher Cindy. Or now she's just Cindy for short. Quite simply cause she's not a teacher. Anymore. Alive? Perhaps. Doing well? Perhaps.
Man how old is that hairstyle anyway. The only time I see that sort of thing was in 1988 photos or on old women who really should get a haircut. Seriously I think the head lice are starting to complain about the smell.
Actually I've got the whole class photo. But just looks wrong that I wasn't looking at the camera. Therefore I shall not post it up till someone really has strong protests against it and actually starts yelling for it.
With that, goodbye for now. See you next post. Or rather, with all the photos, see me next post.