well..orientation 2 aint as nice as the 1st one.but i made a couple of frens.huiling from broadseomthign sec,kayou from dunman sec,den the tribe leaders, jocelyn,michelle and yong kit.
pon mass dance when the 2nd intakers nid to go com lab register their sub combi.went off with chris n liying to slack in the bandroom.hide there lor -.-.was with liang yun,selina,shirley,yuqing and shao ming.
man..todae emo qiute a few times.that bad man...because of issues related to friends,and including myself.damnit.this sucks.i hate being in a bad mood.i dont like to see ppl around me being sad.that make me feel worse when i m in a bad mood.i tried cheering them up.it brightens up my day when they felt better.but worse if otherwise.
how i wish that the people aruond me can always be smiling and always cheerful,i dun lik seeing ppl being gloomy and sad.if i cant help them,makes me feel useless.and uesless lead to making me feel lik banging the wall so that 'nothing happened'.oh well.to me nothing happened wad.cuz im dead.im gone from this world.whoa! lol .
conclusion.happiness in this world.
here's the joke of the day..well not really.but to me yes,its still very funny though i read it sooo long ago.. here goes:
One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem, my husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very embarrassing. What should I do?" "I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you. I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a good poke in the leg." In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones. "Jesus!", Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the hatpin. "Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr. Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards Mrs. Jones. "God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin. "Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr. Jones again winked off. However, this time the minister did not notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her husband with the hatpin again. The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th son?" Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half and shove it up your ass!" "Amen," replied the congregation.
LIM CHEN HUNG CLEMENT
11th September 1990
Flute,Piccolo,Piano Riverside Concert Band
Sembawang Symphonic Winds
Sembawang Wind Orchestra Nanyang Junior College Symphonic Band
NAFA Diploma in Music Performance
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