Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Baskets and Balls
I've just heard: Apparently three out of four people make up 75 percent of the population of the world.
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Just thought that from now onwards I'll start writing random thoughts before any posts. Should cheer some poor blokes out there up abit. Smiles ( or I'll force you to) !
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Okay ... So I thought that maybe today I would start some serious, hardcore studying. And to get the momentum, I decided to join in a study group, made up of mainly my closest gang. We were to study together today on A.Math, and only to end after atleast 2 hours of pen-scribbling, calculators-wrenching math exercise. The thing is, we've been doing this before every exams, since sec 2. And the problem is, we always started on a table, but end up somewhere else.
I won't admit anything but all I can say is that most of the time things were not within our control. There was once, eons away, that it was this huge hurricane that blew us away. We wanted to sit down and study so badly, we were willing to give up our shirts! Ahh ... then there was another time, though I can't remember when, a cow, the size of 7 football stadium, came crashing into us and started chewing our homeworks up! So you see, sometimes its just not our fault. We just can't help it.
Today was no different. We encounted a couple of female Vikings , and they were intimidating (though they were kinda cute! In a friendly way, I mean) . They had an appetite matching the blue whale, and ate little boys and girls just like you and me for breakfast.
Me and my friends were an Zed's castle slogging our hearts out on some Math logarithums problems ( pardon me if I've spelt it wrong), when all of the sudden, jolting me out of my seat, shockingly, from nowhere, out of the blu...okay okay... don't want you to go all dizzy with my extensive vocabulary...... we saw a couple of female vikings in a nearby basketball court. They seemed to be playing bas-headball, a popular game among the Vikings. It is where there are two teams, each with I don't know how many players (hey, its not like I play it) , and they all go chasing after a human head.
They saw us and one of them used her come-and-play-don't-study eye laser and shoot it at me. Not having my defences up, I was overcomed by that. Walking in a zombie-liked manner, I walked towards them. My friends, not really sure what was happening, grab me to prevent me from certain death. However, as I've mentioned, I was in a zombie-liked stated, so i bit them. The poison from my saliva caused a chemical reaction on the wound producing liquid slackeride, and it was circulated into the bloodstream in each and every one of my friends. All of them turned like me, and we all started to move towards the bouncing ball... I mean bouncing human H.E.A.D.S ... and we played bas-headball together.
We were seperated into two teams.
The Vikjay (the Vikings and me... still don't know their names), V.S. Zeee-Mattdan ( Zed, Matt and Dan)
All in all it was pretty fun, since my team practically thrashed Zed, Matt and Dan, though I didn't really do much. Oh well... in the end the Vikings were happy and so a happy ending.
So you see? Most of the times its not our fault that we can't study. Infact, it never is! There always some old witch in disguise trying to hook us, or some natural disaster disrupting us... or weird vikings turning us into zombie-liked creatures.........
The story ends...
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