ahem ahem...i manage to survive today harsh moment and time, i almost give up my life but in order to tell this epic story to my grandchildren i have to survive or my offspring wont know about today!!!....
as usual i wake up in the morning and do my usual thing and hoping i was going to learn something today but as usual i did not...nothing really happen in class today just looking at people play game again...haiz life no meaning... then as usual my hope got busted again due to no P.E. lesson, everything was falling apart liao, but little did i expect that the worst has yet to come...
as we slowly approach the poetry slam thingy, the cloud start to gather above the room we are heading chilling wind blown between my finger give me a sick yet pleasure feeling...as i open the door to the poetry slam of no return, all i can feel is the still cold air inside, the only living thing inside the bright cold room are Mr.basket and our lifeskill teacher miss.idonnohername...
the rule of that game that mr.basket are playing is to call us by group and go infront of eveyone to read out OUR LINE, ACT OUT OUR LINE, AND TRY TO SURVIVE THE WHOLE THING WITHOUT BREAKING DOWN!!! when i relise the situtaion thatme and my friend were in... we were all too late...
i panick and trying to stay clam in order to look for a way out of this mess that we sort of created...i was sitting down with all my classmate and the first unlucky group got call upon to perform...they were scared and i could feel their trembling breath, they took about 3 day to go infront and start...(to cut it short i not going to say wat we do)when they start i had to controll my lovely laughter and because of this much controlling i damage my interner organ and almost nose bleed i was proud that i manage to survive the first performence...
when our turn come all of my team shake in fear because i was the most man i stood up and drag them up also, as we stood side by side our leg start to shake and our lower jaw were shivering...
when it come to my turn to speak, my mind blank out, thunder roar and lighting strike boom boom and boom again my heart almost burst and my vein were turning purple all over...
i almost feel like i was breaking down, but when i see U all the drakness around me vanish, and my heart become as clam as the pond in my backyard, my courage rose and my throat were clear...when i finally finish my last line i could feel the red hot sun behide me and the power of wave filling my whole body XD(over over rated) i bow down to U for about 3 sec and rise trying to give the very very cool face^^
after many time of performence i could finally go out of the dark room, as i took my first step out of the room i could feel the cloud clearing and heard bird chirping and the warm wind brushing against my rough face, feeling happy and good i when home with my good friend^^
when i was going home from jurong de lavi east, i took bus one hundred and forty-three home, as me and my good friend were on the bus everything was clam and nice, as we approach the bustop near fuhua primary school the whole bus start to shake... finally the bus stop everything when silent...cricket... as the bus door open we were flood by all the irrating and scary primay school kidXXX they scream and shout like there is no tomorrow the whole bus were shaking even the bus driver almost drown... luckily the bus was double deck all the kidXX go up and only left some outcast below... me and my friend were so scared we start to pray to our PSP hoping for reach our home safely finally i can see my bustop i grasp for the last bit of air and rush to the door...and i was out i feel so drepress look at the rest of the people in the bus suffering...i will pray for them...in my dream...THE END...