A different person

oh n i realised sheryl ng is online more nowadays! i wonder how is she doing right now, been a longgggg time since i last talked to her. i think i will talk to her soon, oh n maybe she’s going for the youth concert too.

Well today’s the first MYE papers. English and Higher Chinese papers 1. I think i did so-so. Shld be average. Nth outstanding, for sure. I really hope O levels can come soon, i dunno why, i just want to get over it.

Then proceed onto the soccer match. drew 2-2. i think i played average again today, made some simple passes. but i missed one bloody shot. zzz. assisted jiajie, but his shot was blocked. Oh well.

Back home, preparing for the match at 2.30am. Chelsea vs Liverpool. Chelsea all the way!

Listening to 萧敬腾-新不了情 again. oh man this song just rocks.

I will wait. 

Chelsea 2-1 Man Utd. What a game. This victory is dedicated from Chelsea to Frank’s mother, Pat Lampard, who sadly passed away on 24th, Thursday. Avram Grant said this after the match, “We all have sympathy for Frank, you saw the players after the first goal. We are a big family, the staff and the players, and what’s happened for Frank makes all of us very sad. I send my sympathy to the family in the name of everybody. ” I totally agree with Avram Grant, i feel sad for him. He’s my favourite player and i hope he can get over soon and return even stronger. Today, Chelsea played as a team, they fought hard and they came off winners over Man Utd, I am proud to be a Chelsea Fan. GO ON CHELSEA! Chelsea-81 points. Man Utd-81 points. Game on.

I’ve been damn slack for very long. This is it, o lvls coming soon and im still playing around, taking things easy. At this rate, im going to screw up my results. My tests recently are all sh!t, and i wonder why am i in a triple science class. Mountains of homeworks and assignments not done. I need to buck up, i need my motivation.

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回忆过去痛苦的相思忘不了
为何你还来拨动我心跳
爱你怎么能了今夜的你应该明了
愿难了情难了

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就算让我伤尽天理
我什么都愿意为你

Oh i missed the times during lower sec, spot the dark xy in sec 1 wearing the blue cca tee in one of the pics, his legs are not even touching the ground! hahhahhaha. note the CageX team photo..those were the days when we were soccer crazy. and of course the 2 class photos of 2A’06..i will always remember everyone of them 🙂 AND OF COURSE THE BEST PHOTO, MISS SHERYL NG!!! hahahahahahaa..wa i used to “like” her alot..she’s so sweet,kind and nice. Although now i RARELY talk to her on msn anymore..hope one day i will talk to her again. hahas. 🙂

*click on the pictures to view.

I am sick today, went to see the doc. Guess just need rest. Our class is having an epidemic, everyone’s getting sick almost everyday. Lol.

Hmmm..so tmr’s the common test..think going to do badly again.

Watched many 蕭敬騰 videos, wah man..he’s damn good in singing..and he’s so funny and cute. LOL.

Probability of being the NE representative in my class : 1/6
Probability of being the Pitcher for the softball match today: 1/6
Probability of being the NE representative of my class and being the Pitcher for the softball match: 1/36

Guess wad, i was so lucky, i hit the 1/36 probability..and coincidentally,i did not want to be either of those in both situations. “Luck” is on my side. Lol.

Recently, after some advice from others, i learnt to take things slow. Don’t want to think much about it, just let things go smoothly.

Oh and i realised that shanna is my 6 years fren of mine, hahas. Time really flies. Was fun talking to her, and i guess what she said is really true. Oh wells.

Have fun studying for O levels. 🙂

p.s: Jam xiao still rocks.

What a voice.

It’s a hot day and I hate my wife.

We’re playing Scrabble. That’s how bad it is. I’m 42 years old, it’s a blistering hot Sunday afternoon and all I can think of to do with my life is to play Scrabble.

I should be out, doing exercise, spending money, meeting people. I don’t think I’ve spoken to anyone except my wife since Thursday morning. On Thursday morning I spoke to the milkman.

My letters are crap.

I play, appropriately, BEGIN. With the N on the little pink star. Twenty-two points.

I watch my wife’s smug expression as she rearranges her letters. Clack, clack, clack. I hate her. If she wasn’t around, I’d be doing something interesting right now. I’d be climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. I’d be starring in the latest Hollywood blockbuster. I’d be sailing the Vendee Globe on a 60-foot clipper called the New Horizons – I don’t know, but I’d be doing something.

She plays JINXED, with the J on a double-letter score. 30 points. She’s beating me already. Maybe I should kill her.

If only I had a D, then I could play MURDER. That would be a sign. That would be permission.

I start chewing on my U. It’s a bad habit, I know. All the letters are frayed. I play WARMER for 22 points, mainly so I can keep chewing on my U.

As I’m picking new letters from the bag, I find myself thinking – the letters will tell me what to do. If they spell out KILL, or STAB, or her name, or anything, I’ll do it right now. I’ll finish her off.

My rack spells MIHZPA. Plus the U in my mouth. Damn.

The heat of the sun is pushing at me through the window. I can hear buzzing insects outside. I hope they’re not bees. My cousin Harold swallowed a bee when he was nine, his throat swelled up and he died. I hope that if they are bees, they fly into my wife’s throat.

She plays SWEATIER, using all her letters. 24 points plus a 50 point bonus. If it wasn’t too hot to move I would strangle her right now.

I am getting sweatier. It needs to rain, to clear the air. As soon as that thought crosses my mind, I find a good word. HUMID on a double-word score, using the D of JINXED. The U makes a little splash of saliva when I put it down. Another 22 points. I hope she has lousy letters.

She tells me she has lousy letters. For some reason, I hate her more.

She plays FAN, with the F on a double-letter, and gets up to fill the kettle and turn on the air conditioning.

It’s the hottest day for ten years and my wife is turning on the kettle. This is why I hate my wife. I play ZAPS, with the Z doubled, and she gets a static shock off the air conditioning unit. I find this remarkably satisfying.

She sits back down with a heavy sigh and starts fiddling with her letters again. Clack clack. Clack clack. I feel a terrible rage build up inside me. Some inner poison slowly spreading through my limbs, and when it gets to my fingertips I am going to jump out of my chair, spilling the Scrabble tiles over the floor, and I am going to start hitting her again and again and again.

The rage gets to my fingertips and passes. My heart is beating. I’m sweating. I think my face actually twitches. Then I sigh, deeply, and sit back into my chair. The kettle starts whistling. As the whistle builds it makes me feel hotter.

She plays READY on a double-word for 18 points, then goes to pour herself a cup of tea. No I do not want one.

I steal a blank tile from the letter bag when she’s not looking, and throw back a V from my rack. She gives me a suspicious look. She sits back down with her cup of tea, making a cup-ring on the table, as I play an 8-letter word: CHEATING, using the A of READY. 64 points, including the 50-point bonus, which means I’m beating her now.

She asks me if I cheated.

I really, really hate her.

She plays IGNORE on the triple-word for 21 points. The score is 153 to her, 155 to me.

The steam rising from her cup of tea makes me feel hotter. I try to make murderous words with the letters on my rack, but the best I can do is SLEEP.

My wife sleeps all the time. She slept through an argument our next-door neighbours had that resulted in a broken door, a smashed TV and a Teletubby Lala doll with all the stuffing coming out. And then she bitched at me for being moody the next day from lack of sleep.

If only there was some way for me to get rid of her.

I spot a chance to use all my letters. EXPLODES, using the X of JINXED. 72 points. That’ll show her.

As I put the last letter down, there is a deafening bang and the air conditioning unit fails.

My heart is racing, but not from the shock of the bang. I don’t believe it – but it can’t be a coincidence. The letters made it happen. I played the word EXPLODES, and it happened – the air conditioning unit exploded. And before, I played the word CHEATING when I cheated. And ZAP when my wife got the electric shock. The words are coming true. The letters are choosing their future. The whole game is – JINXED.

My wife plays SIGN, with the N on a triple-letter, for 10 points.

I have to test this.

I have to play something and see if it happens. Something unlikely, to prove that the letters are making it happen. My rack is ABQYFWE. That doesn’t leave me with a lot of options. I start frantically chewing on the B.

I play FLY, using the L of EXPLODES. I sit back in my chair and close my eyes, waiting for the sensation of rising up from my chair. Waiting to fly.

Stupid. I open my eyes, and there’s a fly. An insect, buzzing around above the Scrabble board, surfing the thermals from the tepid cup of tea. That proves nothing. The fly could have been there anyway.

I need to play something unambiguous. Something that cannot be misinterpreted. Something absolute and final. Something terminal. Something murderous.

My wife plays CAUTION, using a blank tile for the N. 18 points.

My rack is AQWEUK, plus the B in my mouth. I am awed by the power of the letters, and frustrated that I cannot wield it. Maybe I should cheat again, and pick out the letters I need to spell SLASH or SLAY.

Then it hits me. The perfect word. A powerful, dangerous, terrible word.

I play QUAKE for 19 points.

I wonder if the strength of the quake will be proportionate to how many points it scored. I can feel the trembling energy of potential in my veins. I am commanding fate. I am manipulating destiny.

My wife plays DEATH for 34 points, just as the room starts to shake.

I gasp with surprise and vindication – and the B that I was chewing on gets lodged in my throat. I try to cough. My face goes red, then blue. My throat swells. I draw blood clawing at my neck. The earthquake builds to a climax.

I fall to the floor. My wife just sits there, watching.