saw this article on some stupid website. this isn't really true but allowed me to have a good laugh at the stereotyping of GEP students. ha. haha. hahaha.

HAO XUESHENG, gifted student at Stamford Institution Independent Secondary School

Woke up this morning at 6.00 am, and as usual, was filled with the urge to study.

So like I do every day, I propped my science textbook up against the bathroom cabinet as I brushed my teeth.

Occurred to me that because of this, I haven't seen my face in the past two years.

Intend to write a letter to the Ministry of Education urging them to print pictures of students in the margins of all textbooks so that this doesn't happen to future generations.

It's great to be a gifted kid, because you think of innovative solutions like this.

Ahmad drove me to school again today.

Reflected on the multi-racial society in which we live, and the progress of Malays in our society.

Isn't our country wonderful, that Ahmad gets to drive a luxury car everyday?

Clearly, we are a prosperous nation.

School was typical: Got top marks in Maths again. Most GEP kids are great in maths.

It's because we're intellectually gifted, you see. The maths problems are just so easy to us.

I wonder why other kids find it tough? Well, they have only themselves to blame! It's all so easy to become intellectually gifted at maths!

Just hire tuition teachers.

They must be cheap, because Daddy got me one for every subject.

Sometimes I think we're gifted because we have tuition teachers.

After all, despite what the school teaches us or says they want to teach us, we're ultimately graded on the basis of standardised tests, and it's the tuition teachers who drill us for that.

I think we should replace all the regular teachers with tuition teachers. I mean, why waste time? Let's just focus on what counts!

They say the GEP was set up so we faster kids don't get held back.

But I must admit, I feel held back even with the GEP. I guess I'm really light years ahead.

Maybe to slow things down, I'll ask my tuition teachers not to teach me so far ahead of my school, and also to ease up on the drilling a bit.

As it is, I can pass the 'O' Levels, but Dad said I should do it next year instead.

He said, "What's the rush? Enjoy your childhood. Anyway, you're already taking your SATs."

When Ahmad drove me back from school, I saw some kids running around in a field, kicking a spherical object.

It saddened me to think that even though they appeared to be my age, they were indulging in such primitive hobbies.

I mean, why aren't they splitting atoms like we GEP kids?

Surely their parents can afford particle accelerators too!

But I guess this is why we're gifted and they're not.

Sad, but true.

geps forever man. lol it was quite fun when we stereotyped gep students during sec1 but after 2 years, it just sort of, died down. guess we all have to get over 100% laughable people. but seriously. don't laugh at geps.

lol a happy new year to you guys. i won't really have anything to write about now since its 2am in the morning and i'm really sleepy. just uploaded the entire html onto blogger. i'm beat.

okay so school is reopening the day after tomorrow. its gonna be so totally rad. you must think i'm really hyper. well i am. even at this time i'm like so psyched about stuff. not really sure what but i'm sure its something. i'm hyper man. really i am. okay fine i'm not.

you guys think you're so funny huh. extracting out my secrets out onto this stupid online diary thingy. well here's the thing: diaries are for girls/females/homosexuals/transexuals/metrosexuals. totally not meant for a non-girl/female/homosexual/transexual/metrosexual like me.

so i'm not spilling out my deepest darkest secrets here k. even if you threaten to kill me in person, i will not budge. of course unless you give me 5bucks. fine give you discount, 3bucks (my best offer). anyway if you're not paying i won't spill anything out here. you'll just suffer in agony trying to figure out what kind of undisclosed enigmas i'm hiding away in the darkness. writhing in the pain, you torture your brain by making it brainstorm on the possibilities of the confidentialities. okay i should stop. i'm giving myself a headache.

anyway today, i mean yesterday, me and my family went out for some family time thing. guess where we went? no not just visiting the carpark but we went to a japanese restaurant. i tell you i'm never gonna eat it in awhile. this week i've already eaten japanese stuff 3 times, this being the 3rd time. i had this giant plate of salmon sashimi all to myself. anyway i totally stuffed myself bloated.

we then took a walk down bugis street. that street market thing. that place is totally famous for many transvestites walking around there. i saw one with this old man (he's totally fooled man). maybe their running some sort of underground brothel there. difference between normal woman and transvestite:
transvestite - >175cm tall
woman - <175cm>

came home and watched the countdown thing. its was like a total letdown. besides the fact they did well covering their lip synching. i still won't offer any praise for their efforts. haha. too bad.

anyway after that i saw the vh1 weekend thing. it was the 40 worst songs ever. i remember one of them was some 80s song where the lyrics was like:
i love you like a dog.
what the hell does that mean?
ANS: oh jenny, i love you - woofwoofwoof - love - woof - you.
weirdos. well its off to bed now.

goodbye to you
goodbye to you
goodbye to you
thank you to you
and siiing