Parquish

piakpiakpiakpiak.

Heigh ho a merry ho, that's a loser's life for you.

Yup, that's ESPECIALLY to those who tried (but were unsuccessful) to bomb 2e2's booth. :P What pathetic imbile-ic ingrates. Like per-lease, if you really wanted to assassinate us, you could do it in a more subtle way. Or do they actually lack the brains to do so? I highly think so. Secondly. They are thoughtless (literally),selfish, stupid, Irresponsible idiots who brought down their whole class with them. Those who were innocent had to actually pay for those idiots' actions, together with them. Huh. Talk about dumbness-galore. For those of you who haven't a clue what I'm prattling on about, well here's the FULL story. Of e4's treachery. Here we go:

As you all know very well, Friday was NDP celebration day, or better known as: THE DAY E4 COMPETED AGAINST E2 IN THE SALES OF FOODSTUFFS.
Lovely competition it was, with e4 selling stuff like marshmallows and ice-cream, and e2 selling stuff like (awesome!) COOKIES, INSTANT NOODLES, SODAS (which were a huge knockout), SNACKS and miscellaneous. We, the citizens of e2, were just doing marvellously selling our items DECENTLY, when all of a sudden, we saw some e4 boys putting some bottle NEXT to our booth. Immediately assumed/KNEW that it was a bomb, because: A) It was fizzing. B)It was expanding by the second. The bottle I mean. C) Err….. From my super-genius-always growing-science-programme-infested-general knowledge-sister-who-always-preached-about-chemical-reactions-all-knowing-brain, I KNEW at once that it was A BOMB. +, judging by the body-language of the boys (suspicious, and pushing the bomb closer), yup, it was pretty easy to infer what was going on. So anyway, back to the topic. Somebody shouted “a bomb!”, then the quick-thinking, authority holding Mrs Samsol (Weird surname huh?) told the boys to feck off and she stuffed the bottle in their mouths, and BOOM! They exploded into a million little pieces and were never seen again. As if. Mrs.S told them to throw the bottle away and they said : how? Like duh, grab it and fling it somewhere else before you explode along with the bomb! So yea, they threw it in the dustbin and seconds later, BOOM!!
The darn bomb exploded. In the dustbin, thankfully. Imagine if it were actually right next to us, I think that those of us who were helping at the drinks stall (mainly Valencia, Meichen, Haeli, Zixian and I) WOULD HAVE BEEN EITHER DISFIGURED OR HURT. BADLY. So yes, then e4 (not all of them) clapped like the number of times a bird flaps its wings when it flies. So then Mr Singh came and HAHAHAHA , they partially got what they deserved. The (Whole?) class apologised to our class and those terrorists-in-making apologised to us too. Well some of them anyway, there were some stubborn ones who denied their partake in the explosion and some refused to apologise. Shili got away easy, Clement addressed him in private. So totally unfair. :P Anyway, all’s well that ends well, E2 EARNED $568 (approx)!!!! Minus-ing the cost price, we earnt $401. Not bad huh? :D
Alright, so the moral of the story is : Do unto others what you would want them to do to you. Or rather, THE GOOD GUYS ALWAYS WIN IN THE END, or my favourite: 恶有恶报，善有善报。
p.s: The bomb was constructed out of dry ice screwed tightly in a plastic bottle. Remember e4 was selling ice-cream? So yea… You get the point. 

( will post my pic of the tattoo that valencia gave me soon! ;D thanks valencia! and for supporting me (tambourine-wise and backstage cheering on?) during the auditions! :) WE MADE IT IN BY THE WAY. CONGRATULATE US BOOBIES.

posted by parquish @ 6:09 PM