Year 2008

busy year.
Form 5.
Frisbee.
Library.
Olympics.

Less time for blogging. (not many ppl sees anyway)
Skul Sports.

Year of no freedom.
Year of tuition.
Year of resolve.
Year of changes.
Year of pimples.
Year of movies.
Year of rat.
Year of deng! Euro 2008 (lost 40 bucks in Euro 2004, must earn bak)

Another year of exams.
Another year of sports.
Another year of 4S1/5S1.
Another year wasted.
Another year to waste.
Another year before college.
Another year before donating blood.
Another year before driving.
Another year before drinking.
Another year before sex.. (wait, i tot it was 16?)
Another year of pretending gay.

Improve my attitude.
Improve my exam results.
Improve my frisbee skill.
Improve my communication skill.
Improve Library.
Improve Multimedia Room.
Improve my face.
Improve my dulan-ness.
Improve anything and everything possible.
Improve on gaining weight.
Improve donation to bloodbank.
Improve donation to spermbank.

2008 is MY YEAR!! Bring It On!!

Recently my cousins from afar came... They arrived Malaysia on Friday nite... all the way from New York.. No la, just kidding, Singapore la... haha..

It was very fun wif them around... Especially my retarded cuz.. I'll show you how retarded...









See how retarded she can be?? Don't ask me her age... You guess den leave it jus leave it in de CBOX... She abused my phone for her retardacy.. So, it wouldn't be like me if i dun make her look more retard, rite?





Notice the face and expression?? Make sure you check out the face..


That day, we went to 1U... Check out the snake...



The same night, we had some jokes and played Jenga... I lost once.. I Lost!! I never lose... She cheated...





Then my reunioned family cracked some jokes la..

The person behind de wall wasn't me, but my uncle..

Haha.. on Monday, we went visiting my aunt, and my big big cousins... De 2 eldest and the 2 youngest from my generation meet each other.. And we have minimum of 20 years age difference. One married wif 3 year old son, de other, well, jus couldn't find the right man.. LoLz..And my aunt sure did enjoy herself..





Then we found this huge racket at my cuz's shop..



The one thing I love bout my Cuz is that she loves the same music like me.. First person in the whole world hu loved de same music as i do.. Mayb we were bro n sis separated at birth... LoLz..

Anyway, its christmas... So.. Merry Christmas, from me and my Cuz...

Her braces shine!!

Oh ya, I'll giv u de photos durin CNY... Wait till den la.. ^^ Bye bye..

Part 1: on d outside
Name: Chong Kian Seong
D.o.b: 21 may 91
Current status: f.o.c (jokin)
eye color: Black & White
Hair colour: jus black
lefty or righty: right (the rest); left (writing, chopsticks, ping pong, scratch head)
zodiac: Gemini n taurus. Diff zodiac dependin on the guide.

Part 2: inside
Heritage: nothing but my father's curly hair.
your fear: being alone
your weakness: weak at heart
your perfect pizza: Erm, hawaiian? i rarely take pizzas.

Part 3: Yesterday, today, tomorrow
your thoughts first waking up: sleep again...
my bedtime: 1am average. Latest 5am.
your most missed memory: Axcellor (Y.E)

Part 4: Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
McD's or B'King: McD
Single or group dates: Single for sure
Adidas or Nike: As long made in China.
Lipton tea or nestea: only take coffee.
chocolate or vanilla: chocvilla..
cappucino or coffee: neither, nescafe

Part 5: Do You
Smoke: once, never liked it
curse: once in every sentence
drink: yes, only on occasions.

*sry, lazy to color on...

Part 6: In the past month
drank alcohol: yes
gone to the mall: yes
been on stage: both recieving prize n performing
eaten sushi: I love salmon sushi, so i eat it once a fornight
dyed your hair: Duh, my hairs so dry cuz of it.

Part 7: Have you ever
played a stripping game: used to in the van on the way home. (stripped till pants once)
change who you were to fit in: yup

Part 8: Age
you're hoping to be married: as long as pregnancy happens after marriage

Part 9: In a girl
best eye color: purple (wicked)
hair color: blue or green (awesome!)
short/long hair: bald... (amazing)
*all in Part 9 are lies.

Part 10: What were you doing?
one minute ago: tagged by sister
one hour ago: shopping wif family
one month ago: in skul, library stuff
one year ago: CC

Part 11: Finish the sentences
I love: Her... presents. TV. Her... Big houses. Cars. Her. Japan. Jap music. Her.
I feel: uneased. i miss her 24/7
I miss: Her....!
I need: Her..

Part 12: Tag 5 People
1. Her...
2. Xin Lin
3. Kevang
4. Sum Hooi
5. Her.. again.

I'm so into her.... Aiks...*

I was trying out flash movie... So, here's a tribute to my fav characters...

Tidus and Yuna!

Chapter 4

It’s been five days now. Five lonely days. Sarah has been gone for that long. When is she coming back? I miss her… For the past five days I had been trying to ignore the boredom without Sarah’s existence. Everyday I walk home on my own, ate whatever Mum cooked before she left for work and off to study I went. With the spare time I had, I dominated games on my computer, yet again. Killing and annihilating monsters wasn’t fun anymore.

Late at night, I scrolled through my bag. Finding a large stack of papers, I took it out from the bag. The papers had Sarah’s name on it. I had been taking Sarah’s homework home everyday, hoping she would return the next day. But it never happened. She wouldn’t be back tomorrow either I guess. So, I dumped Sarah’s set of papers on the table. I’ll just return to her when she’s back. No point for me bringing it to school when she never comes.

It’s ten at night. It’s bed time. Sarah, wherever you are, I hope you’re enjoying. Cause I’m suffering here. Enjoy while you still can.

I’d like to see the look on your face when you see this pile of homework. Hehe. Teacher wants it done in two days. You’re so screwed, Sarah. Can’t wait. Hehe. I smiled myself to sleep.

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After taking a long bath, I decided to catch “South Park” for a while. It’s one of the most ‘educating’ programs around. If you know what I mean… Always good for a laugh. I laid down on the sofa, remote in my hands and began channel surfing. I wanted to check other channels to see if there were anything better. Hmm, “Scarface” on channel 11… “National Geographic” on channel 23… “Basic…” Eeeww, it’s an adult movie! Switch, switch!

And overall, there was absolutely nothing better than “South Park”.

Laughing was something I enjoy. It signifies the joy you get from doing something. In this case, cute cartoons mouthing vulgar words in every sentence. Pretty evil for an 8 year old huh… Heh heh.

Suddenly, the sound of a loud vehicle engine dying outside caught my attention. It’s most probably Ms. Allen’s car again. That old, pile of junk was her treasure. She wouldn’t even sell it for a million bucks. What a pity old lady. Assuming that, I chose to ignore the vehicle and concentrate on the screen in front of me.

And then, someone knocked the door. It gave me a shock. It’s four in the noon, it couldn’t be Mum nor Dad. Their work ends at six. It couldn’t be our neighbours. They hardly come around at this hour. It couldn’t be anyone. Yet there was someone.

The doorbell began to ring continuously. Whoever’s out there sure enjoys toying with the doorbell.

Could it be burglars? Ringing the bell to confirm that no one was in the house? Don’t think so. This was a crime-free neighbourhood.

I decided to open the front door. If it was my time to die and the person standing out there happened to be Grim Reaper, I’ll accept it.

Bravely, I swung open the door. Took a look outside and saw no one. Could it be a ghost? Oh no. I took a step back and looked out the side window. Hmm, is that a black SUV in front of Sarah’s house? I see. I had an evil plan.

I took one step out the door. Pretending to be afraid.

“He… Hello? Is an…anyone th..there?”

And then I pushed the door wide open with all my might. It did not swing open all the way, of course. Sarah had been behind it all the while, waiting for an opportunity to frighten me. Well, obviously her plan failed. Muahaha. She was screaming for help.

I stopped and moved towards the back of the door.

“Sarah, don’t you think that’s stupid? Trying to trick me?” That was me, pretending to be macho.

“Aww man… I thought it would work…” Sarah stopped screaming and replied disappointedly.

“Hehe…” I put on my usual wide, innocent smile.

“So, did you do what I told you to?”

“Yea, yea… Finished everything.. What about my souvenir?” I raised my eyebrow and dropped it a few times.

Slowly, her hand reached for her pocket and pulled out… a WHAT!! A cracked transparent cubic.

“Here’s your souvenir. Sorry, if it wasn’t for the door, it would’ve been in perfect condition.” It was an insult, clearly directed to me.

I took a look at the glittering cubicle. I held it in my hands, my heart broken into pieces.

“It was special made… Your name is up there… See? Ke (crack) Vin.” Sarah explained.

I wanted to cry at the moment. Pretending to be smart, I actually crushed my souvenir. A souvenir with my name on it. T.T

For the whole evening, me and Sarah sat opposite to each other, staring at the cubicle. Figuring out ways of returning it to its normal state. It’s definitely a Mission Impossible. After thinking for quite a while, Sarah headed back home to unpack her things. Sitting around doing nothing but thinking doesn’t really help, Sarah said. True though.

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At night, we decided to chat at nine.

“Don’t worry, we’ll figure out a way to fix it.” Sarah tried to comfort me.

“I don’t think it’s possible…”

“Nevermind then, if I ever go again, I’ll get you a new one.” Sarah’s always so optimistic.

“Thanks, Sarah.”

“Sure, no problem…” Sarah smiled. “So, for the past six days… Erm, how has it been?”

I thought for a while before answering.

“One word --------- fun.”

“Oh, I see…” Her gloomy face appeared.

“Another word -------- boring.”

“Oh, haha!” She seemed happier this time round.

“Ok, enough about that. How was your trip?”

“It was so cool.”

( Conversation about the trip that Sarah had which the author, me, never knew. Because I had been focusing too much on Kevin. My bad, sorry. XD )

“Anyway it’s getting late. I gotta sleep. Nites!” Sarah mentioned.

“Ok sure. Good night, Sarah.”

“Wait, I can’t help but think that you’ve forgotten something very important.”

“Well, whatever it is, I’m sure it can wait till tomorrow…”

“You’re right. Hehe. Nites…”

“Ok, sleep tight Sarah.”

I shut the window and made my way to the bathroom. One last leak before going to bed. Before I turned off the lights, I noticed a big stack of paper laying on my table. Whatever it is on my table, I’ll sort it out tomorrow… I yawned and dimmed the lights. I rolled onto my bed and closed my eyes. Time to get some rest. It felt like the emptiness in my heart had been gone. For once I’ll have a good nights rest. How nice.

Yaaawwwnn…. Wait! Oh no! Sarah’s homework! Yikes!

zzZZzZZzZZZzZZZ…….

Chapter 2

I returned home to a warm welcome by both my parents. I was tired to the bones. Ms. Granger sent both me and Sarah to detention right after school. Both of us had to stay back until 4.30pm to clean up the classroom. Sarah had received her benefits for being a female. Obviously, Ms. Granger looks at us with prejudice. Compared to Sarah who handed up her homework every single day, I was among one of the laziest pupils any teacher ever had.

For detention, all Sarah had to do was to sweep the floor, while I had to mop the floor and clean the aquarium. All the way home, Sarah laughed and teased at me. I chose to keep my mouth shut, to prevent any unforeseen, disadvantaging outcome.

It was a big relief to arrive home. Away from Sarah. Away from my misery. In moments, I had finished my bath and was sitting on the dining table, prepared to feast. Before our meal, dad chose to say grace.

“Thank you, Lord, for this meal upon our table…”

“And that Sarah isn’t here now…” I added in.

“Kevin!” Mum raised her tone.

“Amen…” I cut her off.


After the meal, I headed back into my bedroom. It had already been around 9pm and I was exhausted. An early sleep would do me some good. I switched off the lights and rested myself on the bed. Tucking myself under the warmth of the blanket. I closed my eyes, ready to set my mind free and loose. But I never had the chance.

I could hear rocks being thrown at my window. Oh hell. I’m freaking tired. Give me a break…

I sat up and slid open the window right next to my bed. Wham! A rock hit me right in the face. It was really painful, knocked me right in the forehead. I rubbed my forehead with palm and started to curse right outside my window.

“Damn it, Sarah!” I yelled. “That really hurt, you know…”

“Sorry…” Sarah responded by waving her hand in notion of apology.

I can’t believe she’s waking me up now, after a full day of unpaid work on cleaning up the room. I can’t believe why she had to take that room of all the other luxurious, better rooms.

Our parents were best mates since their college days. They’ve been through everything, poverty, marriage, pregnancy… They even bought a new house next to each other. But the bummer fact is that they have a daughter who has the mind of a boy. We grew up together. We did many things together, so I know. She’s a boy in a female body. That’s for sure. I mentioned to her a few times before, but never once has she changed. Ignorance isn’t a bliss in her case. She had to choose a room directly opposite mine to disturb me from my sleep. Very often I have to accompany her for a moment of conversation, to keep up with our lives. When we live next to each other, study in the same class and even spend most of our free time together. Under all these circumstances she still had to have night chats with me. When we were small kids, we promised to have chats in the night when we’re bored.

Ever since then, Sarah has kept a huge pile of stones beside her bed. In case she ever gets bored, which she always were.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“I want to chat…”

“Do you know how tired I am?” I pretended to close my eyelids halfway to show that I was too tired to chat. “Good night…” and I laid back down on my bed.

“Come on… Just for 10 minutes… Please?” She made it sound so nice. Like it would have been wrong not to chat with her.

“Fine, just 10 minutes. No longer.” I said, followed by a sigh.

“Thanks. Hey, you think that Randall ever ate the frog like he said he did?”

“I bet you not.”

“How’re you so sure? Have you ever tasted one?”

“No, I’m not sure. Why don’t you ask him yourself?”

“Fine, I’ll ask him tomorrow..”

“Great..”

She paused because she ran out of ideas for our conversation. I was just too tired to start one and was prepared to answer all her questions. And then she broke the golden moment of silence.

“Do you like Ashley?”

“No, I don’t…”

“Yes, you do. You keep staring at her in class…”

“I was looking outside the window…”

“Come on, admit it.”

“Fine, I like her. I’ll tell her that tomorrow. Maybe we’d even go out on a date.”

“No, no. Fine. Just ignore what I had said.”

“Why are you jealous?”

“No. Why should I be jealous?” Sarah’s face had turned red.

“Why not?” I asked cheekily.

“Good night…” Sarah changed the subject.

“Alright. Get some rest, Sarah.”

I rested my head on the pillow. I left the window open, the night was cooling and I loved the breeze. Finally, a chance to get some…

“Oh yeah, hey, Kevin?”

“Yeah, what?”

“I’m going to the riverside for a few days next week.”

“Ok, happy holidays… Buy me a gift. A souvenir. Remember…”

“Don’t miss me, ya.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll miss you.” In a negative way, though.

“Good night, Kev.”

“Nites, Sarah.” I shaked my head. Ten minutes up. Time to sleep.

What great news… She’s leaving. A few days of freedom. Hooray. Finally, I get to escape from her clutches. Now, to get some good rest and doze off.

And the last thing that came up on my mind was one sentence, two words or twelve letters…

GOOD RIDDANCE!

Chapter 1

“Son… It’s time to wake up!” I woke up to the hearing of my mom yelling.

Aww man, just a few more minutes… Just give me a few…(yawn).. more minutes… Just a few… more… The sandman had taken me away. Bringing me to dreamland once again. How nice if I could stay here forever, without worries, being kept safe all the time. It’s Monday, another school day. I had spent too much time and interest on the movie the night before. As usual, I had slept late and now it’s taking its toll on me. Now, let me introduce myself. My name is…

BANG!!

The sound of my bedroom door’s impact against the wall had woken me up. But nevertheless, I remained stationary, keeping my eyes closed. It’s probably Mum… Caught unaware, I felt sheer pain when my ears were being pulled. It really hurt a lot. I can’t believe my Mum would do such a thing.

I turned around as soon as she let go of my poor left ear. I opened my eyes, frowning, prepared to yell at Mum. I sat up and stared right at her. Right at, Sarah? Why on Earth is she in my room? I looked right at her, giving her a curious look. She just glanced back at me while frowning only an eyebrow. She placed both her arms on her waist.

“We’re going to be late for bus…” Sarah said.

I remained staring blankly at her, next at my legs, then back to her. I quickly covered my bottom half with the blanket. Jesus, I’m still in my boxers.

“Sarah, get out!” I pointed towards the door, asking her to leave.

“You’d better…”

“Yes! Yes! I’ll get dressed now…” I cut her off.

“Ok, see you… SOON!” She had raised her tone upon ending her sentence.

As soon as the door closed, I jumped out of my bed and dashed to the toilet. I started brushing while changing into my uniform. I still can’t believe Mum would just let her into my room like that. How many times has it been this month? 10 times? Drops of toothpaste foam dropped unto the floor and my shirt. Feeling frustrated, I wiped it off with my thumb.

On my way walking down the stairs, I could smell the sweet aroma of pancakes. Mum must have made them for breakfast. Mum makes the best pancakes in the world. I reached the kitchen, finding Sarah sitting on MY FAVOURITE CHAIR eating MY PANCAKES…

Grumpily, I sat opposite her staring at her as she gulped down the glass of milk dear Mum had provided her with. I hope she chokes. Mum came and placed a plate in front of me and appointed me to finish the remaining balance of the pancakes. I look at the plate between me and Sarah. Just 1 piece left. 1 piece left. I slowly raised my head and noticed Sarah staring at the pancake.

She smiled at me. The plate was obviously closer to her. That’s such a disadvantage for me. She was still smiling at me, informing me of her win over the last piece of pancake. Well, if it’s a fight you want, LET THERE BE WAR!!

We both raised our spoon and forks. Preparing for the battle of that one piece of pancake. Unexpectedly, she pointed behind me and shouted, “The bus has arrived…”

Nervous of getting late again, I turned back, seeking confirmation of the arrival of the school bus. Sarah had tricked me, but this wasn’t the first time. I had learnt from my previous lesson. Using my fork, I had poked the pancake before Sarah could reach it. I smiled at her.

“Looks like it’s mine now…” Victory tastes so sweet… I started scooping syrup to accompany my pancake.

But before I could lift the pancake onto my plate, Sarah spitted on the pancake. Staring at disgust of the saliva on the last piece of pancake, I could taste defeat. Wait, no, she may have won the battle, but she hasn’t won the war!!

I spat back onto the pancake. There, settled. The war has ended and I had lost. I had forgotten. Sarah had finished a piece or two before fighting with me for the last piece. A pancake wasted in the end. With my stomach growling all the way. What a morning. How eventful. How worse could things get?

The honking of the bus frightened the both of us. The bus is here. We ran to the front door, and slotted our feet into our shoes. Sarah finished hers in an instant whereas I had to untie to loosen the shoes for my feet to fit.

“We’ll be late, wear it on the bus!” Sarah told me nervously.

“Don’t worry, it won’t leave…” I shot her a don’t-worry look. Reassuring her that the bus had no reason to leave without the both of them. “Patience is a virtue.”

And as soon as we made our first step out the door, the bus sped off. Staring upon the departure of the big yellow bus, I couldn’t help but feel stunned. The bus left without us. I turned to face Sarah, who now has a don’t-say-anything look all over her face. I nodded in guilt. Whispering, “Silence is golden.”

I paused for a moment. Refreshing my brain so that it was able to interpret what had just occurred.

Looking back at where the bus used to be a minute ago, I spoke, this time with a higher tone...

“Well, I’ll be damned…”


“Thank you, Miss Aright.” Sarah thanked my Mum.

The three of us, me, my Mum and Sarah were on our way to school in my Mum’s car. We were definitely going to be late. We had missed the bus and asked Mum for assistance. I had thought of calling in sick and skip school for the day. But no, Sarah had to tell Mum about the assignment. What a great deal of help.

“No problem, I’m sorry my son had made you late,” my mum apologised.

“It’s ok. As long as he gets punished…” Sarah replied with a sinister smile.

Feeling down, I supported my head with my arm and stared out the window, thinking, Sarah will be the cause of my funeral. I might die young, thanks to her. I would love to be away from her. Far away, not in sight. That would be a hell of a relief.

Before long, Mum dropped us at the gates of Springfield Elementary. What seemed like eternity inside the car, listening to their conversation, had ended. Upon entering the front steps of the school, the bell rung. That was a sign, a sign that we’ve been late for class. Me and Sarah exchanged glances, she was smiling and I was sulking. Punishment. Judgement for arriving at an inappropriate and inaccurate time when lessons have begun had been waiting for me.

Now, let me introduce myself. My name is Kevin. Kevin Aright. 8 years old this year. And I’m doomed…

For some personal reasons, i hav decided to indulge in story writing again.. So here's my story. Had He Made The Right Choice.

I noe some may hav read it before. But i can assure u, i hav changed alot of it from my previous story...

Nowadays, i'm tired to death. Frisbee competition's coming.. And our team,
well,
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SuX!!

Dere's many problems...
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and I'm lazy to list dem out..

Anyway, i wan find ppl go gai gai..
Hu can company me??? T.T

Fully priveleged 17 year old
Deviant Artist
Taylors College
Ultimate Frisbee Player
El-Ninos Team

SkY-MaTes

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Liew Bi Hui

I Kid You Not - Marvin Liew

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