First week of PC curfew.

Sorry for not being on the blog recently, if you are actually kind enough to actually visit my blog regularly. My Mother and I had decided to go on a 5-day PC 'diet' (I would have said curfew but my friends might bash me up.), unless I really need to use it for Schoolwork, etc. Unlike my younger Sister who uses the PC almost everyday without my mom's permission, how ***KING WONDERFUL, THAT B- never mind, I am in deep shit state or what?!

I could not remember the week very well, I will have to make a few notes everyday to remind myself (Part of me thought I should go and crap myself instead.). But there are a few things I remembered very well. And Monday the 5th was my long-suffering mother's birthday, she deserves more than what I wanted to give my father when he retires, (A toyota Camry, his true mechanical love.)

First of all, combust, it was fun, (even though I had to go for drills, like most of the Sec 1-I mean 2s and 3s which I did not want to.), except for the fact that I had to shout like hell because most of the others just...well I am not sure, but they do not seem to want to shout (You guys are Opera singers is it?!)(No offense). In the end I had to be admitted as a casualty as me throat was...compare it to Mars. I was placed in the booth (I soon offered my services) and had to take care of the cocky sec 1 boys who came into the classroom(Booth). But overall I had a decent time there.

Next is the SAFMC, damn, my glider, a very simple design, did not have time for the glue to stick its parts together properly (I glued everything on on the taxi right after I bought the glue at a shop behind the school.). At Singapore Polytechnic (It is so damn large!), mine flew for a few metres before it dropped and broke up upon (Crash) landing. Mitchell's plane did much better when it was launched by the slingshot, nice one sia, it flew 11 metres (And it was so damn small, by my standards of course). better than last time (Don't ask..). When we went back to school by MRT, Miss Chia actually wanted to help us build a larger model of the plane, nice! But Mitchell
wanted to shrink the Plane, wah chao sia, that sounds stupid! But he had 'science' to back him up.

Plus today's NPCC, it was a focking big cockup. My uniform was not right, my left formation sign almost dropped off and the left boot broke, wah lau! Our drills are bullshit man! (We were laughted at), How are we supposed to take over? Plus our PT, it was so damned long and tiring plus I had to fall-out because I could not feel my arms! Where do I get steroids around here?

I just hope my week gets better. just my luck to have the PC where my maid is sleeping, plus six tutions per week.