Random thoughts

Okay yesterday I said I wanted to blog about graduation but I changed my mind pretty quickly. After all, what is there to say about some ceremony where you go up, take some black file and then go down again?

Precisely. Nothing.

Unless they read out your name wrongly and you got this burning desire in your heart to get it corrected so someone will get your name right in four years.

Ah. Then you have a case.

But other than that? Nothing.

I cried during the ceremony because it was.. so touching. Buckets and buckets, I would say. The amount of perspiration of produced during all my 2.4 runs in RI could not match the amount of tears I produced today. I don't know why either. Perhaps it's because Mr Hodge already scolded us even though we weren't students of RJC, and that frightened me a lot. I think RJC will be very scary, and I think I'll cry even more during orientation. I only stopped crying when the emcee said there was "reception at the atrium".

AH!! NOW THAT'S A CAUSE FOR CELEBRATION! Because I whacked like enough plates to cover up for every teacher that has taught me during my four years at RI. Please note that in Sec 3 our class chased like eight or nine Chinese teachers away. Then I let you imagine the rest.

Anyway, the food tasted much better than those at RI Refugee Camp (RIRC) - if you can still remember my post on it. Told those bloody idiots in school that Revada might suck but Stamford was worse! Still, they didn't value my feedback and had to end up begging Revada to come back to serve us food for graduation. Hah. Kena jacked again - and so don't say I don't try to make contributions to the school. I do. Only the school doesn't listen up, and nor does Fagut Chow. And no I'm not referring to anyone of high office.

The school has given me good education, and I'm very thankful for that.

Some old proverb goes like that. Don't ask me whether it's English or Chinese, all I know is that the proverb is old: "Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, feed him for a lifetime."

Obviously showing the importance of education. BUT WAIT!

Give haram a fish, he'll gobble it up. Teach haram to fish, no more fish in the sea. Because he sure fish everything up and eat everything up. And at the end of it, he'll go "I never eat.."

Give Jin a fish, he'll want to know what sort of fish is it, how much did it cost, how much did you get it for, whom did you get it from, etc. Teach Jin to fish, he'll forget and then later go gel his hair. Either that or he go kope someone else's fish and copies the way he eats up the fish.

Give Stuart a fish, he'll kill you for killing what could be possibly one of his relatives. Teach Stuart to fish, he might end up killing himself. Education can be deadly at times.

Give Tumnus a fish, he'll find the best way to cook it as he is a hardcore survivor who can live in any terrain and yet still survive. Teach Tumnus how to fish, he'll scold you for being too stupid, because he already knows how to fish and you can go home.

RI gave me a fish, I won't eat because I am scared of fish bones. They gave me sardines at times though, and only then will I gladly eat it up. RI taught me how to fish, but as RI got no sea and only got swimming pool, I cannot apply what I have learnt and thus have all this knowledge in my head for nothing.

So thanks a lot RI anyway, for teaching me how to fish. Hope I won't forget it for some time to come. I swim in RI swimming pool so many times also cannot find fish, so I hope they'll do something about it. The only fish I see is 1) outside General Office and 2) inside Lifeguard Lim's office.

In case 1, you obviously cannot fish from there, like in Pokémon you cannot fish from a Pokémon Centre. It's ironic how RI wants you to learn something and then ban you from applying what you have learnt. Very strange indeed.

In case 2, it is possible to fish from there if you break the lock first. Or if the fish doesn't die first, as James Miao has this slight tendency to give the fish Khong Guan biscuits or some random crap he finds off the floor. Very interesting, but I don't think I'd like to eat dead fish.

Eh wait. All fish that is eaten has to be dead right. -_-"

Maybe I don't like to eat fish that has already been dead. I like fish to die of unnatural death, and then eat it. That way it's more fresh. If you think I'm sadistic, you 扪心自问 yourself and then find out that actually everyone who eats fish are the same - so there's nothing to compare here.

Oh well, so much for fish. Since these holidays seem to last forever, I think I should go fishing. It tests your patience (if you have any to begin with) and is very rewarding if you catch a fish. However, don't try if you have Physics in your head. Because Physics is all about short circuit and if you got one means you got no patience. You can trust me on that point.

So who has a rod can donate to me? I no money to buy rod and am currently trying to make one from wood (cutting down trees at RI) and nylon (from RI's Chemistry labs). I'll be in RI almost everyday during the holidays trying to abuse whatever there is left to abuse, so if you see me there please donate a rod to me. I don't care if it's Old Rod, Super Rod, Good Rod or what (if you don't know what I'm talking about then you go and play Pokémon), but just give me Any Rod I also happy.

Speaking of Rods, I want Rod Stewart's latest album - "Songbird", where he sounds like some cuckoo bird but I don't care I like his music. If you want to give me that as well, I can still be found at RI during the holidays. So once again just drop by RI if you have any rods to spare me.

Another proverb: Spare the rod and spoil the child.

I say: Spare the rod and give it to me.