Sunday, July 30, 2006

should i get a tagboard?


















a parody entry.

***AIM WELL

In any case, i think that this post will still be relevant to girls who are reading it, since i dont think they have urinals in the toilets, or spend their time floating in and out of male tolilets. ( save that one for those retro green "ALVERTON " aunties.)

Going into Novena MRT toilet today, i noticed a new campaign for " keep the toilets clean!" going round. well, this time targeted at MEN in particular. The above poster is what i mean.
HAHA! look! There's even a target marker on the poster to show the EHEM men where they should aim their you-know-what at the specific spot.
Its either the government trying to proves tha 'old guns' do fire a little of target, or Singapore men are really showing why Singapore girls find them boring in bed.
well, if you dont get what i mean, then maybe this lil skit will tell you more.
Husband: " how does it feel Hunn"
Wife: " ???. The entry is down here love, youre shooting my tummy"
hahahahahah
Tsk tsk. No wonder Singapore birth rate is falling la! Singapore guys cant even be marksmen in bed with the target just next to them.This is not a 100m range la. If 400m how? m-16 have 900m plus range oryte.
at this rate, even SAF will suffer.
SINGAPORE, shoot well. make the women proud.
you unzipped. take your aim. one deep breath. and slowly triger your urine to the right spot.
YESS! hit target. like finally!

Saturday, July 29, 2006

the trip to the air


hello datethispage readers. it been dozen of days since i last update. i had not been online for the past few days due to the busy week and a couple of event that took place. if you know what i mean. oh well.
the passing out parade was lst week and i must say that it was good. i feel good. haha. though the parade want really a 'solid' showing the billy banja dance, the barret throwing in the air, the farewell video, the food, the company march, the FRIENDS that came, the well behaved cadets, the unforgettable part c, the sporting CO, the trip to the air and the company was unforgettable and marvelous.
  • life lessons

well, looking back at our secondary one years, ncc had really taught me many valuable life lessons and the best part is, the lessons are free. its up to you whether you want to take it or choose to leave it. besides that ncc had also allowed me to share my experience and knowledge to a wonderful part, PART C 2006. yes. " one part, one sound" it was indeed nccc who taught me to go "bathe-less" for 2 days, to sweat and roll at the muddy grass pitch together, to stand still while in sedia position, to use our saliva instead of kiwi to shine our noots, to sit so straight even though our back is giving way, to shout so loud that the whole neighbourhood can hear, to be more vulgar, to change from u4 to pt kit in 2 mins even if it takes to change outside the toilet( cos its full), to drinki diluted milo, to eat Maggi mee from the packet itself without cooking, to be togetehr with someone that i really hate, to endure every punishment in the sun, to be dramaa standard in camp, to learn not to forge, to believe in a part though everyone is telling you to give yp, to lead a group of ppl who dont like the cca they joined, to groom a new batch of leader. ncc had really made me tramnsform from boy to men( dramatic effect) maybe not man but yopu know someone more ... ahahah. anyway, i think the best way tothank ncc is to serve the mfro another 2 years, not as cadet or cadet sepcialist but as a clt. "touch more lives and inspires the people around us"

special thanks to:

the boys from nan chiau, the girls from rgs, jeremy, stanley, hafiz, yong yi, and all those seniors who came, wai leong, shing rong , jin qin, ivan, kia yong, eugene, saiful, vinodh, shazani, jun jie, hafiz, shafiq, wahid, and all the part D that i have not mention, june,the cute part a, the standard part b, the schoomate from 4e1,4e2,4e3,4e5, issac, mr faird, mr chan , mr tan , Chee Yeong and last but not least my very own PART C. thanks for making the day such a blast.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

the sister "cam-whoring" at 1AM




see! art is taking away all the late morning hours. so much for "art is a easy subject" eh wei ling? its time consuming la. the deadline for prelims marking is like tomorrow and I have yet to complete. GREAT. 3 more visual diary plate and 20% of the canvas left. haha. like you dont know zaki. anyway, the canvas progress is good i guess? uhhuh. back to visual diary, i still got the personal message, colours scheme and final presentation left. and i need to complete all of that by tmmwr morning! so who's staying up late with me?

anyway, i choosed 'child prostitution' as my theme. why? i'm inspired by the thailand trip and i think every children, no matter where they come from should go out and PLAY. haha. stupid. but hey, not every children can enjoy every second of the childhood. yes.

haha. and because of art, i got PAINT all over my uniform. i bought 3 uniform this year and out of the 6 uniform i have, only one is Paint-less( painless to the eye too, if you know what i mean). pathethic. haha. right afifa? haha. all the red, yellow and orange spots of pain. yes. no other colours cos i love warm colours and i used warm colours for almost everything.

oh well. better get back to my art. LATER peeeeeeepearl.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

good morning STAFF!


PS:- 21st July 2006
Part D 2006 passing out parade
time: 3.00 ( please be pumctual)
venue: the parade square
dress code:- school uniform
invited guests only.
rules :- no crying on the parade ground allowed! haha


Wednesday, July 12, 2006

when rendang meets laksa and roti prata fall in love with fish and chips.


























hello friends, regular readers and those who got here by accident or maybe through links. haha. well, welcome to the world of zaki. a place where he shares his thoughts( not deep ones), ideas and perhaps pictures? haha.

anyway, im very sure that by now we all should be aware that Bowen is celebrating Racial Harmony day on Tuesday, 18th July 2006. YES. take that down. "So whats the hurry zakiii?" well, no hurry. i just want to inform people whom have yet to decide what to wear and people whom have yet to get their traditional costume. so what are you waitting for? c'mmon lend it from your friends or neighbours? haha. dont be shy. this would be a chance for you to interact with people of different races. HAHA. not like you dont interact with them everyday in school! lets make the celebration a blast! yep.

**speaking of racial harmony, i just had my o level malay oral just now. its about some racial issue thing. yep. i hope i do well. yep.

how i wish i have the time to go to geylang serai then hop to seranggon road and then take a bus to chinatown. damn fun la. the RACIAL escapade. but obviously, zaki's too busy because he have not completed his art yet. awww. poor boy. haha. stupid.

ve lessons are stupid. the miffy company just sit " TOGETHER GATHER" at one corner of the classroom and "RELAK ONE CORNER" (matt!) . we tried our heart and soul to come with some lyrics but wasnt successful. we're only best at the chorus where everyone will go, 'coz its all about, everybody'

recess will always be the same. sitting at almost the same table everyday at 10.30. later, the kanchiong spiders quickly rushed to uncle richmond stall to order the usual. plain rice + stingray + eggs + chicken nugget + soy sauce. and that will be $1.60. and if theres a dollar left after 10.55, little zakii will buy famous amous cookie at the tidbits stall. yeess

ORYTE LA, TILL later. GOODNIGHT TO THE MOST SERENE REPUBLIC.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

mimpi yang indah

Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who could be falling in love with your smile.


















FUCKED









IT BEGINS WITH A SMILE, IT GROWS WITH A KISS AND IT IS STUCK WITH A TEARDROP.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

copyright



we are happy boys and girls at school


i miss the time when we painted this classroom together
the joy we had spending the glorious hours
just painting and decorating
for these, which make us feel better
i miss the time
when i would ask charles to stack up the chair together
so that i could reach the top wall
using spraycans and a lil bit of tapes
to make it look better
i miss those time
when we would make funny animal sound
at the back of mrs you class.
what bunch of fools we were
enjoying every seconds of our secondary two year
i miss those time when we came out with stupid country
republic of banana, down under, Tigeria,
gone they were.
'class magazine' would be publish
in flash
i miss those time when
marcus would bang his head to the wall,
ruth would rebel,
keith and company kicks the ball,
afifa was small,
jean and jiayu will talk about the mall.
gone were those days
just like magnet
we had repel.