aw this is my first post and its disappointing to be blogging about something bad already.
2 days ago...
Me: Hey hi Mrs Tan what is my Math test marks?
Mrs Tan: Hey hi chingy, erm lemme see, wow you got 24/30 (thats pretty good already, counting the fact that ee kuan got 19)
So i started suaning Balem aka Ee Kuan about his good marks.
Chinks: Wow! 24 upon 30! Hey hi Ee Kuan good job, u could have beaten me if not for qn3 yea (he ponten the whole of qn 3 accidentally, so its gg for him)
Ee Kuan starts crying and going into fits.

This is where the sad part comes in. One day later
Mrs Tan: Hey hi Chingy, erm... actually you got 18.5, i accidentally read out ur register number that day.
I sink into the floor and rot there for an hour, Ee Kuan looks at me triumphantly and Nigay starts laughing.
Mrs Tan: Hey Chingy sorry for the mistak---
I look up with a dark look
Mrs Tan cowers under that killing intent and retreats to behind the teacher's table.
Mrs Tan: sorry Chingy.
Me:.....
Mrs Tan: Oh yea guys lets erm get back to integration..

Thats how cruel can life get. For all those out there who have had the experience of success but suddenly it was being taken away from you, i guess you know how it feels, whats more i lost to Ee Kuan. Anyone but Ee Kuan pls.

It doesnt pay to be arrogant i guess. i remember a week back, we got our maths TA back, i got 6, Nigay got 3.
Me: Hey hi Nigay what did u get?
Nigay: (sad tone) 3.
Me: oh great thats not bad. You got half of my marks, see? (shows my paper to him)
A sudden supressing aura formed around me, and a strong killing intent can be felt at the back of my head.
Me: erm Nigay?
But Nigay was damn forgiving, and after a while, the killing intent subsided and we were at rjc again having male bonding at the jun peng flying area.

But all done with sad stuff already, the good thing that happened today was that ivan, jackie, zhizhi, longkuan, yy and i attended this hardcore bio talk at rjc today. It was about cancer and tumours.
The professor was pretty humourous, and he said a lot of chim bio stuff that would make gayboy sound like a kindergarten graduate.
After the talk..
Ivan: Shits, tumours are damn dangerous...
Me: Yeah, they need to be removed 100% or they will grow back into cancerous tumours again.
Ivan: Oh no jackie's biceps! We gotta remove them, NOW!
Me: Oh no Zhi Zhi's chest, chop it off NOW!
Thats the fun of having muscular guys in class ( me included), many jokes can be made about them.
Okay must get to sleep now, tomorrow is a hardcore day with lots of DotA to play. However, there is a 40 min bio written assignment to help me destress. Good luck Ee Kuan!