Twelve days at RJC

I don't think you need to know what tune to sing to.

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On the first day of New Year, I went to RJC
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the second day of New Year, RJC sent to me
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the third day of New Year, the lecturers gave me
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the fourth day of New Year, the house captain gave to me
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts (ugh)
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the fifth day of New Year, their canteen sold to me
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the sixth day of New Year, the effects of RJC
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the seventh day of New Year, swimming team of RJC
Seven noobs a-swimmin' (tea zhi hao)
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the eighth day of New Year, I got sick of RJC
Eight lectures ponnin'
Seven noobs a-swimmin'
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the ninth day of New Year, first threat from RJC
Nine lecturers callin'
(Cos of) Eight lectures ponnin'
Seven noobs a-swimmin'
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the tenth day of New Year, there is trouble I foresee
Ten miles a-runnin' (from school)
Nine lecturers callin'
Eight lectures ponnin'
Seven noobs a-swimmin'
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the eleventh day of New Year, déjà vu and history (RI?)
Eleven boys a-sleepin'
Ten miles a-runnin'
Nine lecturers callin'
Eight lectures ponnin'
Seven noobs a-swimmin'
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Lots of notes to mug for Chemistry

On the twelfth day of New Year, got kicked out of RJC
Twelve days of screwin'
Eleven boys a-sleepin'
Ten miles a-runnin'
Nine lecturers callin'
Eight lectures ponnin'
Seven noobs a-swimmin'
Six files a-fillin'
Five chicken wings
Four Bayley-Waddle shirts
Three mock tests
Two uniforms
Threw away my notes for Chemistry

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Twelve days expulsion plan. Follow and repeat as desired.

Don't misunderstand, I didn't make this because I don't like RJC. I also don't like to shoot myself in the foot the way Socrates do. Go look up your Philo notes on "Crito" - and you'll see what I mean. It is stated that Crito wants to save Socrates from death by the Athenian authorities, but Socrates "responds by inviting Crito into a classic Socratic dialogue, in which Socrates asks a series of questions in efforts to eventually prove Crito's logic (of saving him) faulty."

So don't you think Socrates is a dumb bastard? He INVITES Crito into HIS conversation so he could waste time explaining to him that he should die. I thought Socrates' death was unjustified, but after reading this, I realised now that Socrates brought it upon himself. The situation above is similar to the situation below.

(At a swimming pool, there's a chiobu drowning)
Sherwin: Let me save you.
Chiobu: Why should you save me?
Sherwin: Because I don't want to let you die.
Chiobu: Let me ask you, why are you preventing my death?
Sherwin: A life is at stake.
Chiobu: Is my life worthy of your effort to save?
Sherwin: Whatever, I'm saving you.
Chiobu: NO! GO AWAY! LET ME DIE! (drowns)

Names of characters are entirely fictional and any resemblance to characters in real life is entirely coincidental, but not regretted.

So that's inviting your own death, shooting yourself in the foot. The purpose of making this song is not to gun myself, it's just a product of too much boredom (yet again). I hope you don't get the idea that I think RJC is some crap place (okay it probably is) - but like I said I'm just too bored. Hence all the shit you read above.

Now I don't feel like going back to school. Don't ask me why.

Tonight is 平安夜。Go to Orchard Road and I think you might find inner peace with yourself. That is, if you can avoid getting caught in the stampede. I think I'd be better off playing Happyland Christmas edition. So there.