guess who's back? yes its me, the jolly ol' berge again.
today we had PAE..they call it the Provisional Admission Exercise. As usual, i found it a total waste of time. i mean after all my good pal winston had already approached me a couple of fortnights ago to join him and his colossal gang of minions at the shabby institute next door. much as i would liked to have declined in favour of the prestigious IJC, i couldn't abandon the Rafflesian track team. i mean, what would be left of whats already left if i had left? who would don Rafflesian colours on the podium at national meets? i'm not exalting my contributions excessively, my talents are there for all to see. you wouldnt need to go further than here to find out: http://www.swimming.org.sg/ssaSSA?action=jsp&page=ranksdetail&dist=100&sex=M&stroke=C&year=2000&course=1
as i searched thoroughly for any thing less than an a1 on my prelims report, chinks was busy ogling at my four page, 2000 word testimonial. shucks, they nearly left out the paragraph on how i effortlessly dug a MacRitchie Reservoir-sized pond for those underprivileged kids in Chiangmai.
back to the present. i finally found my a2. (for cca) oh wait. those incompetent fools at the pe dept had made an incorrigible mistake. how could they possibly miss out the 200 hours i spent on cip? well, i guess they are just lacking direction without the organisation of mr ngoh, who has gone on to pursue greater heights. just a confirmation, i DID get an a1, and so that makes my current a1 tally TWELVE.
in the afternoon, i accompanied my lowly bunch of subordinates who were begging for a game of pool and bowling. nothing surprising happened; as i outclassed them in the bowling department, notably eric, who really thought he was malaysia's answer to remy ong. in pool doubles, me and chinks totally outshone our opponents---or me at least. chinks made several faults which granted our opponents numerous opportunities, and of course louis made them all count. in the end it culminated in an exciting finale. with all the coloured balls off the table, a ball in hand, and the black ball within inches of the centre pocket, chinks took the shot of his life...to seal victory. obviously he couldnt miss.....as the black ball rolled confidently into the pocket.
(did i mention the cue ball as well?)
sigh i cant believe im actually hanging out with these noobs. bye for now---time for some fun with the 6 new original xbox games i bought.
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