This is Ahem

Wayne here,

As usual, I was searching for knowledge, as usual, with my intellectual brain-

Ok let's cut the crap. I found something funny and I must share it with all 4 Yakin readers.

*Note that this post had been edited SLLLLLIGHTLY to make it U-rated. :D

*Oh also note that if you had just finished your breakfast/lunch/brunch/afternoon tea/dinner/supper/whatever, it is recommended that you read it after a while the food has digested. OR if you're about to have your breakfast/lunch/brunch/afternoon tea/dinner/supper/whatever.
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Sh*t 1. One of the most popular swear/cuss/curse words/profanities 2. Another word for Faeces. Poop. Dookie. Scheisse. Poo Poo. Brownies. The Sh*t List: The Ghost Sh*t The kind where you feel sh*t come out, see sh*t on the toilet paper, but there's no sh*t in the bowl. The Clean Sh*t The kind where you feel sh*t come out, see sh*t in the bowl, but there's no sh*t on the toilet paper. The Wet Sh*t You wipe your ass fifty times and it still feels unwiped. So you end up putting toilet paper between your ass and your underwear so you don't ruin them with those dreadful skid marks. The Second Wave Sh*t This sh*t happens when you've finished, your pants are up to your knees, and you suddenly realize you have to sh*t some more. The Brain Hemorrahage Through Your Nose Sh*t Also known as "Pop a Vein in Your Forehead Sh*t". You have to strain so much to get it out that you turn purple and practically have a stroke. The Corn Sh*t No explanation necessary. The Lincoln Log Sh*t The kind of sh*t that's so enormous you're afraid to flush it down without first breaking it up into little pieces with the toilet brush. The Notorius Drinker Sh*t The kind of sh*t you have the morning after a long night of drinking. It's most noticeable trait is the tread mark left on the bottom of the toilet bowl after you flush. The "Gee, I Really Wish I Could Sh*t" Sh*t The kind where you want to sh*t, but even after straining your guts out, all you can do is sit on the toilet, cramped and farting. The Wet Cheeks Sh*t Also known as the "Power Dump". That's the kind that comes out of your ass so fast that your butt cheeks get splashed with the toilet water. The Liquid Sh*t That's the kind where yellowish-brown liquid shoots out of your butt, splashes all over the side of the toilet bowl and, at the same time, chronically burns your tender poop-chute. The Mexican Food Sh*t A class all on its own. The Crowd Pleaser This sh*t is so intriguing in size and/or appearance that you have to show it to someone before flushing. The Mood Enhancer This sh*t occurs after a lengthy period of constipation, thereby allowing you to be your old self again. The Ritual This sh*t occurs at the same time each day and is accomplished with the aid of a newspaper. The Guinness Book Of Records Sh*t A sh*t so noteworthy it should be recorded for future generations. The Aftershock Sh*t This sh*t has an odour so powerful than anyone entering the vicinity within the next seven hours is affected. The "Honeymoon's Over" Sh*t This is any sh*t created in the presence of another person. The Groaner A sh*t so huge it cannot exit without vocal assistance. The Floater Characterized by its floatability, this sh*t has been known to resurface after many flushings. The Ranger A sh*t which refuses to let go. It is usually necessary to engage in a rocking or bouncing motion, but quite often the only solution is to push it away with a small piece of toilet paper. The Phantom Sh*t This appears in the toilet mysteriously and no one will admit to putting it there. The Peek-A-Boo Sh*t Now you see it, now you don't. This sh*t is playing games with you. Requires patience and muscle control. (Blog editor's note : My favourite, hahaha- NO YOU SICKO! CAUSE IT'S FUNNY) The Bombshell A sh*t that comes as a complete surprise at a time that is either inappropriate to sh*t (i.e. during lovemaking or a root canal) or you are nowhere near sh*tting facilities. The Snake Charmer A long skinny sh*t which has managed to coil itself into a frightening position - usually harmless. The Olympic Sh*t This sh*t occurs exactly one hour prior to the start of any competitive event in which you are entered and bears a close resemblance to the Drinker's Shit. The Back-To-Nature Sh*t This sh*t may be of any variety but is always deposited either in the woods or while hiding behind the passenger side of your car. The Pebbles-From-Heaven Sh*t An adorable collection of small turds in a cluster, often a gift from God when you actually can't sh*t. Premeditated Sh*t Laxative induced. Doesn't count. Shitzopherenia Fear of sh*tting - can be fatal! Energizer Vs. Duracell Sh*t Also known as a "Still Going" sh*t. The Power Dump Sh*t The kind that comes out so fast, you barely get your pants down when you're done. The Liquid Plumber Sh*t This kind of sh*t is so big it plugs up the toilet and it overflows all over the floor. (You should have followed the advice from the Lincoln Log Sh*t.) The Spinal Tap Sh*t The kind of sh*t that hurts so much coming out, you'd swear it's got to be coming out sideways. The "I Think I'm Giving Birth Through My Asshole" Sh*t Similar to the Lincoln Log and The Spinal Tap Sh*ts. The shape and size of the turd resembles a tall boy beer can. Vacuous air space remains in the rectum for some time afterwards. The Porridge Sh*t The type that comes out like toothpaste, and just keeps on coming. You have two choices: a) flush and keep going, or b) risk it piling up to your butt while you sit there helpless. The "I'm Going To Chew My Food Better" Sh*t When the bag of Doritos you ate last night lacerates the insides of your rectum on the way out in the morning. The "I Think I'm Turning Into A Bunny" Sh*t When you drop lots of cute, little round ones that look like marbles and make tiny splashing sounds when they hit the water. The "What The Hell Died In Here?" Sh*t Also sometimes referred to as "The Toxic Dump". Of course you don't warn anyone of the poisonous bathroom odour. Instead, you stand innocently near the door and enjoy the show as they run out gagging and gasping for air. The "I Just Know There's A Turd Still Dangling There" Sh*t Where you just sit there patiently and wait for the last cling-on to drop off because if you wipe now, it's going to smear all over the place. "AW SH*T" "I have to take a sh*t" (This sh*tty post is taken from a definition search on sh*t from UrbanDictionary.com) ---------------------------------------------------

Note that I added a star in between those holy words. It's too holy, that it deserves a star, a medal!

Hope you had a good laugh =).


Wayne, off. *twut*

You call yourselves students?! I only see no-hopers!

The performance during Puan Lakshmi's presentations were mostly horrible!

You could imagine her laughing off at the amount of flaws which could not even be counted by a centipede using every one of it's legs!

This image describes what you class ladies have been done to!

Note: this cant possibly be a crude word because it has been on a newspaper. A fine newspaper it is indeed! Another proof is the campaigns inspiring youths to read the newspapers, so the word 'rape' is not a bad word to use! people just treat it like a bad word.

You standing right there. Stop laughing! This is a serious matter!

Anyway, the gentlemen whom stood in front were assigned to distribute papers to each and every platoon.

Some even had creatively concieved umbrella diagrams and many cursive writings on them, but that was not enough to please Puan Lakshmi!

There was not much credit for creativity initially, it all depends on the idea of the chosen theme.

Naturally, in every single team, there were huge and many flaws.

For Tinesh's group, it was different.

As many knew, the rules of that day was, instead of only one man presenting, the whole group has to stand in front of the white board as if they were in a death sentence of the firing squad, and indeed Tinesh's group had it bad.

The mistakes were noticeable even by the students and so the crossfire began.

The body count was 3.

The man whom were throwing the bombs launched towards him back was Khaswaran.

Sure the others looked high and mighty standing there. But looking high and mighty was the only good they did to the team.

Amazing job done by Khaswaran, he deserved the applaud given to him.

There ends my post.

But wait, here's a poster for the 300 trailer!

The story goes..

Vemmal and I go for the same tuition, So I took a picture of him like this,

So, continuing on, A little edit wont hurt.

Right.. and to the people whom really loved the movie..

Selamat Hari Raya all and wa alaikum assalam,
Fish

Another Stroke of Dissapointment and another hint of reward.

As you all know, disappointment comes with rewards, indirectly, this disappointment's reward comes directly to your doorstep.

I brought my Camcorder some time ago and I was disappointed that none of you took effort of initiative to even assisted on making a class video. Yet, some I caught naturally really made worth while. I've made a 300 Trailer out of the footage, Enjoy.

Note: This took 8 Hours of editing whereby what could have been just 3 hours, Next time I bring my camcorder, please perform some random stuff so I'd have more material to add into the video.

FYI: if you dont know what video I originally am insulting, here it is

Its a movie called 300. Where 300 spartans has to take on a nation of Persians, Quite related to "Bukit Kepong" eh? Weird.

I know, by god these two videos have a huge significant differance! I'm just a man with a camcorder, dont expect so much!

-Cheers

Fish

You all failed me, and I am rewarding you.

Out to all you people whom assisted in killing our class blog,
*sarcasm begins* congratulations,*sarcasm ends* our class blog is half-way to death's doors.


To those of you whom assited in killing our class blog and is proud, I have designed(by designed I mean just write quotes on it) this shirt as a shirt for all of you whom feel they have done a good job killing our class blog. I could be treated like a Medal which was sold to you cheap by your enemy whom still despite you doubting the fact that you have purchased an item from him.


Please, contribute to the class blog by attempting to create a scene or quote on the blog, especially at the chatbox to your right.


Cheers
-Fish

Labt uns niemals der Pflicht vergessen, welche wir auf uns genommen haben

These were words once said by a man, a dictator, only known as Adolf Hitler.
Translated to english, Let us never forget the duty, which we have taken upon us.

Today, as you all know, the President Of Four Yakin (POFY) did not attend school today.
Gossips said he was put into hiding from a Defcon code: T.K.L.
I believed that it was another reason.
The point is not there.

Today, as POFY did not attend school, I, the Vice President took the 'Almighty Book of Kawalan' performed his duties as second-in-command.
As I saw remarks from each teacher, Cleanliness on every single row was all writted as the same thing, 'kotor'.

Today, our class(I have a feeling) is said to be the least cleanest class of the Science stream!
Our administrator of hygiene, Sanjeevi often reminds us of the jobs we should do.
Even one person volunteered to reconcile the Mighty Jadual Bertugas.
We must follow it for a better future of the class!

HEIL YAKIN!!


Ok, If you did not understand that glorious speech, let me just put it in general terms, Our class is terribly dirty and don't be in denial, I know you agree too. Teoh Yu Chai even took the initiative to reprepare the destroyed Jadual Waktu.
Even the teachers are tired of persisting us to clean the class they neglected it already.
Do check the Jadual Waktu from time-to-time and If the class is still dirty, give the Ketua Kebersihan(Sanjeevi) a kick and get him working.

Stay clean, stay studying,
Your SPM results depend on it,

Cheers,
Fish

A rather brief update.

Hello and greetings.

I'm Wayne.


Well, one week of holiday swifts by the 4 yakin class, and it felt like it's only a two or three days holiday.


On Tuesday, everyone was walking around like half-dead zombies, and 4 yakin students are definitely not excluded.


We, the 4 yakin students, looked like as if we all had just came back from a long, tiring, suffering war in the Gulf of Normandy.

Actually, it's just lack of sleep.


The most feared and respected Puan Lakshmi had changed her style of tutoring us. Bottom line?

More mental pressure on all of us, but good pressure.


Everything is great and as usual in the class.


Anything interesting that might occur or had occur will be posted.


Reporting out! Wayne.