Sexathon

This is a gripe topic, and if you’re one of them people who cry, wince, bawl and suffer palpilations at the sight of the word sex, I recommend you to skip this post completely and join PAS. :)

I cannot fathom the reason my school has organised such extremely dull, repetitive fund-raising activities yearly (the lame-o bacathon, jogathon), and now, an aerobicthon? What the fuck is with this creativity? Taking a stupid activity and adding the suffix -thon is hardly creative. For the love of all things green and blue, why not do something more fun and productive? Canteen Day would have been fun, but no, it’s banned immediately after the first year’s failure, as it drew losses (we’re new, heck).

This is a suggestion, I repeat, a suggestion. It’s Shawn’s suggestion actually, but I don’t think any of us would object to it. :) As our school loves all things -thon, a sexathon would be a good fund-raising activity! It’s sex, it’s healthy, and I imagine the turnout will be numerous, spreadout wide across Subang filled with sweaty glistening bodies engaging in the biggest orgy ever organised (a Guiness World of Records entry here would be excellent, seeing as how our school loves these sorta things).

I can imagine what the motto for this outrageously inane activity would be - Sex for Brick Walls! When climaxing, think of brick walls! Imagine 1000 people groaning and grunting, “Oh my.. God! Brick walls!”

Ecks freaking dee XD

Would I attend the aerobicthon this Sunday? Hell no, considering how considerate our school is for not applying for a holiday the following Monday. Why the fuck would one waste their precious Sunday doing idiotic exercises? If our Leo Club members were not given the permission to join Leo Club of SAS’s (Cameron) friendly football tourney, saying that we’re too active and all, then why would we join this bullshit of an activity? We’ll be too active then, won’t we?

I suggest all of you to heed the Principal’s advice, and don’t join this pointless event.

And we got our English marks today, and mine was 85, beaten by a marginal 1 by Suet and Farrael. FARRAEL. Oh noes! I was in complete disbelief, but what can I say – the dude that tries to speak in American slang and does all sort of weird handshakes, as well as attracting unattractive psychotic girls. Of all subjects in SPM, I’m targetting a freaking A1 for the 1119 paper marked by Cambridge. sigh

And today I witness Mr Victor, father of Mother Matthew, bellowing at said psychotic girl Diana with a cane. He yelled something like, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE”. Wai Hong and I, who happened to pass by this rare occasion, did a little somersault in our leaping hearts.

If you’re an avid MSN user, you may be occasionally added into a conversation via mass-invite. This happened to me hours ago, and the first time it occured, I quit it once I have the chance. I say “when I have the chance” because my PC isn’t exactly in a tip-top condition, and lags severely when multiple applications are opened at once (I love multi-tasking on the PC). Minutes later, I was invited yet again. Feeling annoyed, I looked at the list of people in the conversation and they were mostly juniors, others strangers. “whoever’s doing this don’t fuck with my pc” was what I said, and I left.

Thinking that was the end of it, I was proved wrong when another convo popped up with tons of annoying bratty morons spamming nonsense. The nerve of kids these days.