as the vehicles go past, dragging along their choking fumes, the hazy morning doused everybodys spirits, veiling the sun, damping the brightness. and there i stood, wif a new haircut, waiting, posing, waiting, it was a day we were going to lose big time, it was a day faces will be thrown.
proceeded to sg sci centre the mac there... ate breakfast... waited some more... then cjs called... say yun le and i coming le... but we were juz behind the wall... then we wrapped up our breakfast and took a detour to seem as if we juz came... then as usual someone didnt come lar... call tt someone up...
hello where u? oh i told jeffrey i will not be going... what... jeffreys overseas... tell him for wad now nobody here except the two of them... even yun le's not here... how can u like not come...then why didnt u tell me yesterday... errr.... then u leh? why u not there... u also never wad... orh... i overs lept... i at leow now... wad... u go leow and never come here.... ok lor.... ... ...
sms: i rushing to ntu in a taxi now... we kenna dq u dun ever come and tok to me anymore
after lunch: yun les there lar... yeah he came late
got this type of attitude ar...bloody hell put ur fucking name on the list and u can dun turn up... so wad if u tell jeffrey... huh so wad... oh u are a reserve... dun haf to turn up... its only the main 3 tts doing all the work anyway... ok lor... so if theres a prize to win u wont get it too rite... its only the main 3 tt deserves it anyway... its like for fucks sake... so wad if u are a reserve... so wad if u haf tuition... dont i haf it too fucker...
go ntu... told by the professors we be building an aeroplane made of wood... wow... then go the faculty... see the hod... professor SHAKER... school of material engineering and aeronautics... then he bring us inside some lab... inside all the fucking airplane parts... so wtf lor... then he say... this is a new school... open next year... this lab be used by students next year...wow... then im like seeing it now... then he bring us ard tell us abt all the fucking airplane parts... its like so OMG lor... then later he say... we be building a hanger... wif 20 supporting aeronautic lab... WTF... then we go some briefing... abt the competition... brief brief... tell us we muz build some airplabne... and muz fly far and stay aloft long... then muz also fly straight... ok... wadever... then they say... we prepared a hall for u... we prepared A hall for u... wtf... its not like.. we prepared the hall for u... its A hall... omg
then go the hall... its not some cheapskate one like whitely... nor is it a cheaperskater one like chs... its really damn nice... the hall is damn nice...
then go our stations... yay got wood... got glue... the glue is wad u noe not... its a fucking million times stronger than superglue... and... its kept in a plastic squeezer bottle... and inside its like water... but when oxidised... its like... stuck to ur skin... bai bai...
then got penknife... for wad??? cut saw chop wood... omg... then the bloody mediacorp... film film film...
we were at first suppose to use some programme and put in our measurements of the plane... and let it scientifically count if it can fly... the bloody cai jia shen... its like hes worse than a cockroach crawling on me lar... its like... no muz make this muz make tt... then me and zhongkun like damn diao like tt... at first still can bitch wif him... say wad take hose and put up his ass and switch it to full blast... but later cant stand him... in front of camera there... DUN COCK LAR... FUCK OFF LAR... SHUT THE HELL UP... point middle finger... pro liaoz... posing in front of camera... shirt tuck out... cursing like hell... then the cjs... really cant stand him... he cant carry out a convo wif u one... he has no toking skills at all... and his face is more than slappable... but u shant dirty ur fingers... then bcos of him we took an hour on the bloody stupid software... later we found out... the other teams also... so nvm... not so bad... ren... but if not for him we build le lar...
ok then start building... omg we first team to start building... does this mean we lack planning... then the fucking media corp... oh theres a team building.. lets all rush there to see tehm build... then tmd... we start "sawing" the wood... tehn all 6 cameras filming... then its like penknife... and wood... and penknife and wood... and they were filimign... like so pai seh lar... all cannot cut one...
then later i start sanding... then tmd... all 6 rush back again... film me sand wood... then got one ass... ah boy ar... can sand wif ur other hand not... i wan to film... SORRY... IM RIGHT HANDED... bitch lar...
then the bloody cjs... he put so many inputs into the bloody comp... he make all the measurements...oh make measurements they also wan film... mad corp lar... then he make all the markings... then need join wood together rite... ok... he open one glue... say the opening too small... cannot squeeze out... for fucks sake its precisely bcos the bloody glue is so sticky tts why the opening muz be small... tt smart ass use penknife cut... cut le spill all over table... win le... then the bloody madcorp still filming... then we banish him... tell him dun touch glue... then i open the other glue... squeeze on the wood.... then say quick paste paste paset... and the fucking cjs muz pste in front of the marking instead of behind the marking... and best thing is he made those fucking markings... then tts it... hes banished forever... zzk and i dun let him touch anything... only can pick plane
for tt i had to dirty my hands wif the fucking glue... and make things rite... my purpose was to pose... and let them do all the work... now i had to doubel my chores... to pose as well as to do work.... fuck tt veg lar...
then later build finish... go test... the bloody cjs... release the plane tt time... i dunnoe how he release one... the plane suppose to fly straight... hes juz drop down like tt... wtf... bimbo lar he... its ilke hes body twisted like banana le... head still wanna tilt like a sagging boob... then release tt time omg... plane juz crash lar... zzk makinng the angle to release... and the veg juz crash the plane like tt lar... shit lar... then ew keep testing and testing and make him pick planes...
then later judgng.... as usual we lost... but got some answer and questino session... wif the judges and again 6 cameras filimng.... then they make me impromptu... ok lor... anyhow cock wif judges... keep filiming me one... cant stand it... then the camera... so funny one... dunnoe which part of the camera to look at... then i answer question tt time like doing advertisement... show off my product and explain why its so gd... pls lor... sell at pasamalam 2 for -10 dollars only termites will want... then lose le... the fucking professor shaker say oh the teams scored points tt were very close... we had ties actually... but bcos its a comp... we need to decide winner... ok... we last we last lar... dun need to put it util so nice like tt... shit lar u shaker...
next round im gonna make cat high lose... so i can study for prelims and dun need to film wif tt veg anymore... can u believe it not... zzk is soooooooooooooo much better than tt veg lar...
like planes? EVERY PART OF A PLANE IS A DEFECT... ALL U HAF TO DO IS TO HOPE ITS NOT DEMATORY... wadever tt means... professor shaker... head of department... school of material engineering and aeronautics NTU