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Saturday, April 19, 2003

19/4/2003

Freaky

A totally boring morning of oral was...boring..
So along came a little conversation in the band room with Zat, me, Kekang, Malorie and Vanessa. Aiyoh!!! It's the freakiest conversation i've ever been in...

First, before u scroll down u will promise that u:
1.Will not flood the person involved with mad questions (like us, havoc ah...)
2.You will not change your opinion about the person involved although the following is freaky.
3.You will not avoid him or shun him like a SARS infected person.

The person involved has given me his permission to reproduce this freaky conversation.
If you have agreed to the above terms and conditions, pls scroll down.
Disclaimer:This is not for ppl hu freak out easily, so i will not be responsible for anyone hu develops health or mental problems after reading this...

Freaky (Part I)

Ok..as all movies start, it's always boring in the introduction.
Picture, Kekang sitting with his back to the door, Zat beside him, followed by malorie, the tiniest hamster in the world and Vanessa, in a "circle". As usual, the self-proclaimed Greatest was talking about ghost stories and trying unsuccessfully to freak everyone out (except Vanessa, who got freaked out at the mention of toilet ghosts) and trying to open a green umbrella and turn it into a snake(?).

Soon, Zat was boring us out...
So Kekang went to the toilet, where the drama starts..

Vanessa: Eh, have you noticed that Kekang talks to himself?
Everyone:Yar!!! (Followed by alot of details)
Zat: Later you ask him lah! Ask him if he speaks to himself.

Kekang returns..

Zat: Kekang, Vanessa has something to ask you...
Vanessa: No!!! It's Zat.. (followed by some pointing of fingers)

Malorie: Kekang, do you speak to "people" ?
Zat: You very blunt eh Malorie..
Malorie (ignores): So how?

Kekang: Yar...

Everyone gasps in horror and shock...

Freaky (Part II)

Zat: DUN BLUFF!!! DUN BLUFF!!! I KNOW UR LYING!!!
Kekang: Nono...really..really, it's just that they don't know. (pointing to the conductor's chair and band seating arrangement)
Zat: The band dunno?
Kekang: Yar, see him?
Everyone: HU!!!???
Kekang: The boy sitting on the conductor's chair lah...u cannot see meh?

Freaky time...
Vanessa: AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zat:DUN BLUFF!!!! STOP JOKING LAH!!!!
Malorie: Huh?
Me: WHERE???!!!
Kekang (turns back): There lah..
Kekang: Oh..he's gone

Everyone continues freaking out...
After quite a while,

Questions are blasted at him (Kekang) from all directions..

Then

Kekang: Eh...i saw him, her...nono, it at the door outside..

Freaking out again...

Freaky (Part III)

Part three is about 2 hours long, so i'll just summaries all the FAQs...
The questions are asked by everyone in the room, and Audrey, hu just came in.

What does it look like?
It's a vague figure dat is solid and has no features.

When does it appear?
When i'm (Kekang) bored, experiencing excrutiating pain or having relationship problems.

How often does it appear?
Almost everyday and night.

When did it first appear?
When I (Kekang) was in Primary 5, at a school pond in red swastika.

Where has it appeared?
Red Swastika Primary, Australia, Kekang's house, Band Room (AH!!!), outside Band Room. (as of i know lah)

What else can you see?
There's this white figure in my (Kekang's) house, under the staircase when i switch off the lights at night.

What do you say to this white figure?
Normal things lah... like about my bassoon, myself, school etc.

Does it respond?
It doesn't answer in words, but i will imgine the answer coming out.

Is the answer always what you want to hear?
No.

Do your relatives know about this freaky thing?
My (kekang's) parents dunno, but my twin brother knows.

Aren't you afraid of it?
No lar..i'm used to it already.

Has it ever been near any band memebers?
Yar...
It was sitting on Jen's or Eugene's (my!!!) chair just now (i was sitting 2 seats away, on tim's chair). During band practice it also apperaed infront of me.


These are just some of the many many questions that blasted Kekang's brains to pieces... there are many more details, but it's not possible for me to rememebr all and capture them into this entry....

So again, take note of the conditions above, and if you see Kekang toking to someone hu's not there, dun worry, u can't see it. Well, that really freaked out everyone present. Pls dun go into a trance or become mental after you read this. Thank you.

In spite of this freaky conversation which feels as if i was dreaming, my day went relatively well, with Wang Quan, Wei Jian, Guang Rong, Rickson and Alan bullying poor Li Keng by throwing ice down his shirt, shooting ice on his face, putting his bag all over the place, flicking his ears, unbuttoning his shirt and taking pictures of whatever is inside his shirt.

But i have to agree on one thing Kekang said...

When ppl are scared, they are bonded together. (adapted version)

a ranting by Eugene at 10:38 PM




Thursday, April 17, 2003

17/4/2003

YaY!!! i'm feeling so good today!!!

But i dunno why??? =S
(Must be Audrey's blog)

Suddenly, i miss Seventh Night of July and Bushdance so much...
i want to play again!!! Last yrs TP band was so fun..
All those without those two songs must download ah...(yes, u selvam, if u ever see this)

My parents are so paranoid...
i can't stand it!!!
Can go to school but cannot catch a movie, can go for tuition but cannot go to a friend's place, there is no risk in school and tuition...but the risk is very high in a cinema and my friend's place..

BUAY TAHAN AH!!!

a ranting by Eugene at 10:20 PM




Tuesday, April 15, 2003

15/4/2003

Happy Bursday Rick!

15th April, Rickson's birthday for all those who dun noe..
He got this file full of YO! + malorie and cheryl handprints, the 3rd custom made present after Aaron and Zhi Jian.


Over the last week, time was available in abundance...
I turned in at 1am, rised at 12pm. So between the time when i'm supposed to be asleep and 1 am, what did i do?

Think!!!

I tot about alot...

Band, played American Riversongs and Tales of the Sea many many times in my mind, Guang Rong, Alan, Aaron, Tim, Wei Jian, school etc.

My brain has changed...
After those long hours of pondering, considering, dreaming, praying.. I'm not myself anymore. i hope it has changed for the better instead of the worse.
In the past, i didn't understand anything about myself, now i do and got a bonus too, my outlook towards others (with some exceptions) became more positive..but no obvious changes will be noticed in the way i treat everyone.

I think i'm neutral now, and will remain for a long time...

The biggest change however will still be one of the deep dark secrets about my thoughts that about only 1 over 5.5billion of the world population will know about.

a ranting by Eugene at 10:09 PM


 

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