  taking a bull by its horns feh, today ruled: i think i couldn't do a quarter of my e maths paper; and i hope my scheming plans for sympathy marks for chinese composition will reap some dividends. now, you must understand that trying to get me to speak enough chinese to be of a comprehensible standard is like trying to get a duck to bark and malcolm to learn his social studies by tomorrow morning (not that i'm going to underestimate him here--in secondary school it's possible for one to get away with memorising whole textbooks and scoring A1s). the plan is obvious: gain pity by so conciously & sincerely harping on your poor chinese (the pun comes next) written in that very same crappy chinese. and that , i am confident enough to say, i can do better than anyone who dares talk about robert and raisins in the same sentence.
and of course, after half a year (or a year? ) of not knowing that (for thankfully i don't own a nokia/whatever brand handphone) companies have practically cheated thousands of mobile users in singapore into buying 15-20 second RINGTONES for two dollars apiece , any form of cheating is possible. there are gullible people abound. goodnight! 
