Yes We Can .. Without Ong

'Malaysia, our hometown
Famous for the peace, harmony and awe-inspiring views
With Soo many walks of life
Soo many cultures Soo many races
And yet we stand strong and proud as One Malaysia'

What you saw above is part of the divine script that leads 2S of St John [2010] to the champion of the Choral Speaking 2010.
Believe it or not we spent only around 2 to 3 hours practicing for this competition while the other class had did it for weeks.
The best part of this is our beloved teacher who is supposed to be our English teacher will be training us for the competition AND
this very teacher gave those crazy ideas for solo parts and in the next day she said she feels like dying hearing those ideas BUT those are what she want the day before that.

Remind us from 1S last year that Mr. Sukvheer who train us for the Choral Speaking 2009. That is totally Heaven to Hell compared to the very current English teacher.
He spent almost every his English class to train us asking us some ideas for the sound effects and solo parts and the best thing is he always respect our opinions and ideas.

And this year our English teacher spent every class teaching us nothing but blowing our spirit away as if stepping on the stage the day competition held will embarress her. Well sorry teacher but We Are The Champion.

But unfortunately a little scene of sound effect of BM and the first row moving their leg a step forward leads us away from the champion last year.
Some MatKool MatKool Kawanku and moving our legs a step infront and move it back drop our marks EPICALLY . But still we get the #2 place.
Still remember the scene when 1S got #2 and we all swear that we will surely get #1 the next year [which is this year] .Our spirit will really 'Shake down the thunder from the sky'.

Until we saw our Eng teacher who trained us in the principe of 'At least dont get the last place'.

Hopes are ruined and spirits has fled thanks to the 'encouragement' of the current teacher. Till some heroes made up of conducter and assistant conducter stood up and train us with the choral speaking. They begged and begged to get some subjects period for choral speaking practice. What made our class 1Malaysia is when they vote if we will stick to the teacher's idea or not everyone hands up to vote NO. Say NO to Ong guys. We practiced without teacher.

In the end even we doesnt even have the time to memorize the whole script. But we still get along ok as the conducter hints us with his back facing audience. Climax is here. Our famous solo king forgot his part and we all stood there for seconds saying nothing. Until miracle shines on us as 1 of us suddenly helped with the forgotten part.

When result came out it was stated that champion and the #2 place has only a difference of 1mark that costs RM20 as champion gets RM50 while #2 place gets only RM30. When the champion is announced the shouts of '2S! 2S!' echoes the hall. 'We Are the Champion' was sing as well.

Sorry teacher but YES WE CAN without you.

-CS-

Information

This blog is written by 2 person, 2 Johanian, 2 brothers.

Take note, our names are written below our post. John and Cs.

Merentas Desa

Merentas Desa......which is the marathon held by our school weeks ago, was an amazing day too. I can remember what happened on that day on such detail, but I guess I still can remember the important ones. When we reach station Masjid Jamek, it was raining. So, we 'boringly' sit in the badminton court and wait for the rain to stop, the schedule was delayed. Finally, the rain stopped. The day before merentas desa, me, kok tiong and chong sheng promised walk instead of run in the marathon. All of us agreed immediately. But during that day, me and kok tiong ran throughout the marathon with some other friends, which make us the 'betrayer'. Ofcourse, kt and I arrive earlier than chong sheng, cuz we ran. When we sit beside the school field to wait for him, we suddenly saw him running in with his middle finger 'lifted' up. Lol....' He sure scold us later....' kok tiong said. CS was angry, but not for long, Minutes later we still joke and talked like nothing happened. That's BOY'S life, make things more simpler. We argue and we don't always have to sms or call each other to say 'I am sorry, please forgive me.....' with all the tears. To us, those are bullshit, to us only lar ( no offense, ppl have different ways of interacting). That's what i like about who we are, we argue, minutes later we joked we talk. It is that SIMPLE.

Back to topic, when we reach Taman Melati ( the lrt station which our parents come to bring us home), we decided to go to chong sheng's house because the time is still early. We waited for the bus for sometime, but we didn't see any. So, we decided to walk home. When we walk through an apartment or flat, i'm nt sure... We saw some Malay boys which are younger than us, playing football at a outdoor futsal court. We asked if we could join, and the boys said yes immediately. The Johanians vs....street boys. Lip yao is the keeper, cs the defender, me and kt be strikers.....Jie ren, I not sure, cause he runs everywhere, sometimes even block us from goaling. We lost at first, because of jie ren's carelessnes. We can't lose, because they are all about 8-10, and we are 14!! Then we catched up with 4 goals, and they scored another 2. Which makes the score 4-3. ChinESE wins! Don't think we're so noob because we only win them with 1 goal, they have a lot of boys, and we onli have 5!

The boys respected us , keep calling us Abang Abang. Make us so happy. I like young malay boys, but when they grew up, its another thing. ( not racist )

-John-

Our 'Beloved' Teacher

Her name is mystery.
Her deeds are legacy.
And she is going to be history.

She is a teacher.
A teacher who built her strict image by throwing books all over the

class the first day she teach.
A shuriken failure.

A cool teacher who loves to dye her hair into colours and loves to wear blank long skirt.
A fashion disaster.

An honest teacher who admit that she IS a crazy woman who went to US and she loves to talk about US.
A fame monster.

A good teacher who teach us things from basics such as starting from primary school style.
A time waster.

A teacher who told us that our book were goners and she is sorry and she somehow found those books and gave back to us just the next day we start copying all the previous works into a new book.
An honest liar.

A teacher who focus hard on teaching and gave up on our chorus speaking.
A good teacher.

And also a straight forward teacher who go and tell a student that he is hopeless.
A good mother.



None offense,
-CS-

St John -CS-

2 fingers up to those who said that boy school students are gay. Before i came to St John which is a total heaven for me im from SMK Chong Hwa . Truthfully CH gov sux . Boys there are made up of 3 . 1st is those who start running when the discipline teachers ask them to stand still. 2nd is made up of nerds who thought they are better than bullies. 3rd is known the most and had the least amount a normal student. St John are also made up of 3. Chinese Indian and Malay simple. And yet we stand strong and proud as One Malaysia. Bet that you who had only studied chinese school doesnt know how good and bad malays and indians can be.

2 fingers up to those Johannians who want to go to other school just to SEE pretty girls. They are mostly just average girls with goddamn makeup aka LaLa. Not to the total of Chong Hwa girls btw. If you insist that Chong Hwa DO have some pretty girls im asking you if there is a school where the whole school has no pretty legs walking around . Sorry but i prefer to call it hell as that is worse than a boy school. At least we see only the same dark green trousers everyday than watching those with pale elephant wearing skirts around. Studying i mean sitting with them in a same class made us have to control our behavior some might acting cool and some might fall in some deep 'true' love which symbolize another shaking bed.

Another 2 fingers up to those who said girls are everything. The reason u might find stupid from me to love St John is because there are no girls. Without the female of human which have godlike high pitched voice which will start breaking glass when they saw stuff like ants. Not to total of girls again. Girls are cute because they are meat that are not to be eaten as the skin and bones meant high quality while fat and juicy meant low quality. For your information the experts found a missing link that monkeys only take on twigs and berries which made them the direct ancestors of Super Models nowadays.

-CS-

St.John

Let's start with a simple topic. My life in a new school, new friends, new environment. Honestly, when I was in Chong Hwa, I wanted to get out of that school eagerly. But when I 1st started my new life in St.John, I regretted. I don't enjoy coming back from school at almost 8 pm, I don't know how to manage my time in the morning. But after some time, I started to enjoy my life here. I ain't saying that I am unhappy when I was in Chong Hwa, I learned a lot of things there too. If u ask me Chong Hwa or St. John is better, i would say both. Many people misunderstood me, including my parents. Like about 2 months ago, there's some technial problem with the LRT. We are forced to go home by taking bus. My friends ( Kok Tiong, Lip Yao, Chong Sheng, Jie Ren and a form 1 guy) and I have to run from the LRT station to the bus station, in the heavy rain. On the bus, we asked each other ' How do you feel?'. Not as worse as u think actually, We kinda....enjoy ourself. Its really a good experience, our relationship is more than just friends.( NOT GAYS!!) When we reach home, we only found out that the LRT was repaired 15 minutes later, which mean we can take the LRT home if we wait there for 15 minutes, without running in the rain, we can actually just sit there comfortably in an air-conditioned indoor room, instead of making ourself soaked with water. Well, there may be a little regret in our heart, but why don't we think of the good side, atleast we enjoy ourself, its a good experience! We enjoyed ourself .we're kinda in-mature, right? There's still so many things to write about, and many of it is out of the school. People may think, 'wow, ur life must be bad, u have to go to school early and come back late oftenly..... so ke3 lian2'. Trust me, that isn't true.