so, what happened at the class party u ask? well, amazingly memorable day.
It all started when i had to go to Jamie's house to marinate the chicken and stuff, AT 1.30 pm.
According to Ade, that was the time to arrive there. She STRESSED 1.30 SHARP!!
So, upon arriving, i was greeted by Jamie at the guard house. We then went to her apartment. Time: 1.25
Waiting in her house, i decided to do some exploring of my own. Her sister's room totally kicked ass. Laptop, X-Box, Astro, Sofa, u name it. A totally cool room indeed.
Time: 1.40
I decided to just go and watch Astro. Noticing its 1.40, though abit later then 1.30, didn't really mind. I and Jamie were listening to "The Naughty Yogi Bear, Frosty the Pervert, and Why You So Like That Ah?" songs. Totally hilarious.
Time: 1.55
Abying to Malaysian's definition of coming on time, Ade had not arrived here yet. So, Jamie decided that I play the X-box with her. Needless to say, i totally kicked her ass in Fifa 2005 and Burnout Revenge. Midway through playing, i decided to give a call to Ade, and ask her where she was. Convo went something like this:
Me:" Hello Ade. Where are you?"
Ade:"Who? Me?"
Me:"No, King Tut."
Ade:" Okay fine, i'm at Summit"
Me:" What in the world are you doing in Summit?"
Ade:" I mean, driving past Summit. Will be there in 10 minutes."
Time: 2.05
Another call came in, again from dear Adelina.
Ade:" Meet us at the guard house in 5 minutes"
Jamie:" Ok. See you then."
Time: 2.15
Ade and Tung Meng finally arrived. If my math is correct, she came 45 minutes later than the initially planned timing of 1.30 SHARP!
Having marinated the chicken. we decided to play some songs whilst waiting for the guys to arrive. I meanwhile, had to go brush up on my potato salad. Had to use chicken ham instead of another ingredient which would, let's just say, hit the spot. More on that later.
Moving on, more and more people arrived. More and more songs were played, and we just hungout till 6 pm. The guys, me included, then decided to take a dip in the pool. Unfortunately, these self-centered residents of Goodyear Court 9 threatened the guard to remove us from the pool, or risk being reported to the police.
Reason? Because WE WORE SURFER SHORTS! LAST TIME I CHECKED, IT IS A SWIMMING ATTIRE. (along with the speedos i was wearing but let's not go there).
Anyways, we then arranged the items. I, being known for my clumsyness and stuff, accidentally and i stress ACCIDENTALLY smashed my potato salad into pieces. Not a good start to the party.
BBQ was aihte, but the highlight of the party was dumping Lindley into the pool AND the introduction of Mirza to Yang. Oh, and i got an ORIGINAL Man Utd. banner from Mirza. (He's an Arsenal fan) Thanks man!
We had an after party at Jamie's house where drinks, non-alcoholic of course ;P was served. There were people playing Maple Story, X-box, the guitar, watching Astro or merely chilling around.
After most people left, that was when the drama started. Drunken Yang (whether he did or not cannot be confirmed) and Ade had a moment which cannot be said. Anyways, let's just say Yang wasn't a gentleman.
Having heard the story, i went back up and actually slammed Yang onto the wall and threatened to punch him. (one of THE highlights of the night) Yang then gave Ade a call and apologized for what he did.
We left at 12.45 pm. The last to leave as well. Yang and Gordo decided to spend the night at my house where Yang was snoring like a pig on drugs. Go figure.

I know i haven't updated for a very long time. so here's the low down of what's been happening for the past week.
For one, i've finally told my dad i hate her wife!!! and i'm sooooooooooo HAPPY about it. Words cannot describe the feeling when i let it all out. The feeling of lashing it all out finally made me lose the burden of hiding this hatred for the past God-Forsaken 6 years. U heard me, 6 YEARS!
Speaking of hatred, it turns out a friend of a friend of mine utterly HATES me and probably wants to skin me alive as for something i said. Apparently, he found what I said insulting eventhough i swear i never meant a word. If you (guy who hates me since Monday) are reading this, just wanna say i'm sorry for whatsoever I said and i didn't mean to be insulting ok.
Moving on, CLASS PARTAY's tomorrow!! Looking sooo forward to it. Unfortunately, a few of the gals can't make it due to unforseen circumstances. Despite the beggings of me and and some other people in my class, her/their persistence to not come seems to prevail. So far, only 25 people out of a possible 41 have confirmed their arrival. Not bad. Problem, our TEACHER has not come to school for the past 2 weeks. In short, we might not have enough funds as she was supposed to fund the party.
That's what's been happening for the past week. Sad eh? Anyways, update about the party will be posted soon so keep your fingers crossed

August the 4th, today was our dearest Canteen Day, where any forms of profit would have been channeled to the wise, wise usage of our school. Or so it seemed, more locks on the toilet doors perhaps ?
It all begin with Hitz .FM playing some crap ( usual) RnB music which awoke me from my deep slumber. Suffice to say, i was not amused. After i arrived at school ( while bringing a pail ), i decided to apply my digital camera to a few girls ( see Friendster for photos ). After a notoriously perilous adversary ( form 1 students ), we secured our spot for our profit generating booth ( see previous blogs for information regarding usage of booth ).
I was forced into methaphorical slave labour for the noble cause of promoting our booth.I was requested to attract more customers to our booth with the time honoured tradidtion of kissing someone's ass, a.k.a, sucking up.Meanwhile, my fellow booth mates were not particularly appreciative. Indeed. 5 noble people had deserted the booth to be involved in a game of dodgeball, though their valiant efforts were in vain. Their trudged back with their heads held high, because they did not deserve to lose.
Our booth received admirable attention due to my promoting efforts, though i have been known to flatter myself. Meanwhile, Yang was getting more and more and more and more and more and more people to sign up, thus earning us a LOT of cold hard cash. We realised that without him, life , and profits wouldnt be the same. Though, not necessarily a good thing. I apologise for any inconvenience caused due to faulty grammar.
On many an occasion, my ass kissing ability allowed us to pry away customers from rival booths, such as the unbelievably lame Haunted House, the water gun fight, and the amazing maze booth. I wonder where i picked up such abilities ? Must be prolonged exposure to Bak.
I then participated in Senorita Carmen Kong's booth, which was mini golfing. The prize wasn't what i expected though. No chests mentioned. Having forked over 2 of my hard earned ringgit , i was given the opportunity to sink 5 putts. I didn't.
After that, i and 2 as of now unnamed friends, traveled the extensive length of usj 4 to reach Casablanca coffee shop, after we ate, we moved on to Joeys home.
After 30 minutes of enjoying the pictures available on Joey's computer, we left to Yang's home, where we were served the most delightful of cookies, and where i allowed him to write this post, hence the superb prose and perfect grammar.
The END

well, today, being a Thursday and all, we were supposed to have a fun day playing PJ. I stress SUPPOSED. Having played for about half an hour, these Form 2 tight-fisted w*nkers decided to come spoil the party by having their school league at the time.
COME ON!!! AFTER 10 AM THE PITCH WOULD BE FREE TO U GUYS, U ACCIDENTS!!
so anyways, we were forced to play a 6-a-side form 4 against form 3 match at the small field. it just was BORING! from now on, if i insult Form 2's, i have a reason, so don't call me prejudice.
going back upstairs, whilst changing, Kok Seng decided to show how wet his arse can be after sports. and it was WET! i mean, it literally soaked up his pants so badly there were butt-prints on whichever chair/table he sat on.
anyways, we then had to do our Bio peka. being the ever so curious person that i am, i accidentally pushed a measuring cylinder which fell hard onto the table and broke. in typical SMK USJ 4 fashion, the guys were making "WOAH CHONG!" and "TEACHER, CHONG BROKE A MEASURING CYLINDER!!!" chants. I was then asked to sign some book which records all broken tools from the labs. which makes me wonder, why is it then when i broke something, i'm forced to sign on this book, whereas when a certain other guy broke another test tube during Chemistry just 2 days earlier, he goes unpunished.

Today at school, the guys finally decided what game will be organized by our class for canteen day. The game, "Balloon Pop!" What's Ballon Pop you ask? Well, it's a game where 2 balloons r tied to the legs of a person. It's a 2-a-side game where the objective is to, obviously, pop the opponents balloon. First team to pop their opponent's balloons win.
Oh guys, PLEASE COME TO THE 4S BOOTH AND SHOW YOUR SUPPORT OK. IT'S FOR A VERY GOOD CAUSE!!
Anyways, now, there will be a class party for 4S students only at Goodyear Court 9. (the swimming pool area) Unfortunately, we still haven't really gotten it fully planned due to Datin's inability to come to school for the past few days. And just in case you guys didnt hear, a friend of mine, a resident of goodyear court 9, will be dropping by and hang out with us for awhile. So don't go like "Get Outta Here!!" on him ok? He's a nice guy. Seriously. (But then again, once you've met Yang, any idiot can be a nice guy, right?)

well, today in school the guys had decided what to do for canteen day. I was chosen to become a human target. More specifically, i shall be hung in the middle of a goal, and people pay to throw water balloons at moi.
the good thing was that i would've earned 25% of the profits. problem was, turns out students from 4T had already decided on that particular game. So, we had to change our plans, and as of now no game had been decided yet.
a couple of hours later, Firdaus had returned from some seminar thingy at UiTM. Upon entering the class, he decided to take out his Walkman Bean and boast it towards us, girls especially. according to him, the mp3 had cost him RM500, which in turn screams EXPENSIVE!!! to us. but being the rich guy that he is, the American explained how much it was worth buying it.
Note: HE HAS J-POP and ANIME tunes in his walkman...
Oh yeah, apparently SUDOKU fever had hit our class in particular as everyone seems to be in to it. what was meant to be a mind-boggling game has in turn become highly-addictive. as of now, the people who can't get their hands of the game are anandhi, kok seng, nora, jamie, jiann wenn, michael...