A Problem I Encountered and How I Solved It

Hello people. Faaiz here again. Today has been a really tiring day for me, not only because of the ton of homework my Math teacher gave the class for today.

Here is how my problem began. Before going home after school, I checked my neighbourhood shopping mall, Hougang Mall to see if they had any cheap gaming accessories for sale. So, I went to the gaming shop on the third floor. After asking the shopkeeper if he had what I wanted, it turns out the shop did have what I wanted. For a reasonable sum of fifteen dollars, too! Even so, I did not have enough money with me at that moment. So, I went home first to have my lunch. One hour later, at half past four, I left for Hougang Mall on my bicycle. When I arrived, I parked my bike beside a tree. I went up to the third floor, bought what I wanted and ran home happily.

Yes, as some of you may have realised, I RAN home, not RIDE A BIKE home. That was the problem. In the midst of my happiness, I forgot all about my bike! It was only when I arrived in front of the elevator of my flat that I thought to myself, "Wait, didn't I ride a bike to - Oh faeces."

I had to run all the way back to where I parked my bike. By the time I reached my bike, I was so tired that I had to push my bicycle back home. I should really try to remember things, or I'll keep on having to do unnecessary things.

Something that Happened in School

Greetings. I hope you all are well. Faaiz here. Well today something funny happened at school. It probably wasn't funny for my friend Ariff though.

Today during the recess period me and my friends Ariff and Ronnie went to the school's eco-pond after eating to look at the fishes and terrapins. Now let me tell you this - my school has three ponds - one was really crystal clear and clean, the other was a really shallow pond ( probably just three centimetres ) filled with little plants and fishes. The last one is almost as big as the first one but it's really, really murky. You wouldn't be able to see through it at all! My friends and I went to the third pond. Why, you ask? The first one may be clean, but it doesn't have anything but koi fish. The second one is really shallow and boring, unless you want to catch fishes. The third one may be murky, but beyond its murky depths lie many different animal species. Arowana, catfish, little black fishes whose names I do not know, colossal ( probably 30-20 centimetres tall and wide ) flat fishes whose names I also do not know, terrapins and of course, koi. Who knows, there may be more different species. Of course, you can't see practically anything under the water so if you were a passer-by, all you would see are terrapins and the occasional arowana.
Even so, I have a method to lure the big fishes out - using flower petals and snails. Other animals ( like terrapins, arowana and koi ) may eat the petals or snails you throw in, but if you're lucky, the big fish may eat them. If I'm correct there should be three of those big fish in the pond.

I really sidetracked there, didn't I? Anyway, back to the story. Me and Ariff were collecting petals to feed the fish. We walked to the edge of the pond and threw the petals into the pond. Sure enough, it was eaten by the big fish. We were having a good time when suddenly, Ronnie walked behind Ariff and pushed him. Obviously, Ronnie meant it as a joke and was about to grab Ariff before he fell in. ( I should know since a lot of people have done the same prank on me. ) But Ariff was too fast and clumsily slipped into the pond with a loud splash. Fortunately, he fell into the pond on the shallow side, and was able to escape before an arowana or a terrapin could nip his butt. It was also fortunate that there was P.E. on that day and he could change into his P.E. attire when we arrived in class. In the end, Ariff forgave Ronnie after Ronnie paid him five dollars. Ariff fell in the pond, Ronnie lost five dollars and I managed to witness the entire ordeal. A happy ending.

A Moment Spent Alone Doing Something I Enjoyed

I had finished all my homework, but my siblings had not. This meant that I could not play with them, but at least I could have the video games all to myself....

Yup. My favourite pastime is playing video games, even though my mother would keep pestering me to read a book or something. She'd promised to let me do whatever I want after finishing my homework, but she still keeps pestering me. Anyway, back to the story. I love playing computer games because it's fun, interactive and some video games can actually let players literaly get their butts off the floor and move around. That's because these games can actually recreate sport scenes. ( For example, you have to swing your arms to make a character on the T.V. screen swing a bat. ) You might think that these kind of games are a waste of money, but hey, you don't get as sweaty as you would if you were playing real sports. And I am proud to announce that I am an owner of such cutting-edge technology.

Even so, I personally prefer video games where you just sit on the floor and press buttons. My favourite game is shown in the video above. It's titled 'Super Smash Bros. Brawl'. Basically, the aim is to weaken your opponents to knock them off the stage. The weaker your opponent, the further he flies off the stage. Items randomly spawn during the battle for you ( or your opponent ) to use. The game can be played by up to four players, but you can battle computer players. I like battling against my siblings, but this post's title clearly states that I have to be alone.

Well there I was, playing video games. By myself. That was THE MOMENT.

Okay, that's all I can think of for this post. I hope you don't think that I'm a lazy butt after reading this. I DO ocassionally play sports. In front of the T.V. screen, of course.

A Moment Spent with My Family

Hey. Today had been a really boring day. Since I had finished my homework yesterday, I spent my Saturday playing computer games and the such. But at 7 p.m. today in the evening, there were some visitors arriving at my house. They were my aunt and her family - which includes her two sons, Ilham and Afham, aged two and four respectively, my aunt, my grandfather and my grandmother. My uncle could not make it because he had to be at the mosque for religous purposes. When they arrived, the whole house seemed to become more cheerful and lively, as if by magic. My family had an enjoyable time during this little reunion of ours.

My siblings enjoyed playing with the Afham Bros., even though they can be annoying at times. ( Afham had been disturbing me while I was making this post! ) Afham is the bolder and more energetic ( and sometimes more annoying and stubborn ) of the two. Ilham is the smarter one. Even though he is only two, he can speak somewhat good Malay. Even so, he is the more cowardly one. All you have to do to scare him is to take a battery operated robot and say that it wants to eat him. My siblings and I had a great time playing, watching videos, and teaching the Afham Bros. My mother, aunt, grandfather and grandmother also took this time to talk to each other about..... stuff in Javanese, so I could not comprehend. Actually, my maternal grandparents live in a kampong in Indonesia but came to Singapore during the December holidays for a visit. I think they will be staying for a while.

Since my visitors will only be going home tomorrow, we can still play with the Afham Bros. tomorrow. That's all I have to say, bye bye!

Sorry

Um sorry sir I accidentally deleted the two practice blogs......

Something Unusual that Happened on Wednesday

The day started off like any other day. I went to school, went home from school, did my homework, played computer games and watched TV. But then, at 7 p.m. , I decided to take a bath. ( No, the unusual thing is NOT the fact that I decided to take a bath. ) When I was about to place my spectacles on top of the toilet I realised that there was something there........
A PRAYING MANTIS!!

Now, some of you may be thinking, "Humph. Once there was a tarantula,'' or maybe, "a snake," or, "a monkey in my bathroom." Well, let me tell you that I live on the THIRTEENTH floor on my flat, and that praying mantises can't fly. Now the story might seem stupid and untrue, but it DID happen. I swear.

Okay, back to the story. I ran out of the bathroom. ( No, I didn't run out naked. ) I told my family members about the praying mantis. They rushed to the bathroom to witness this historic event. When everybody arrived, the praying mantis was trying to hide itself in the tooth brushes, or maybe it was disguising itself as a packet of tooth paste. Being the suprstitious type, my mother said that it could be a devil in disguise. So, my father caught the praying mantis and then my mother read some prayers above it. After that, she banished the devil back to hell. Well, at least she tried to. The praying mantis just stared at her.

So, in the end, we let it go. Goodbye, mantis, goodbye.