Must Move FORWARD!!!

I love reading fantasy stories. Especially those that are about a world/worlds that just sprouted from somebody's over-imaginative, over-free or over-active mind. Among my favorites are Diana Wynne Jone's Chrestomanci series, Robert Jordan's the Wheel of Time series, and definitely J.R.R Tolkien's The Lord of the Rings (you can't say you are a fan of fantasy until you've read this). The world has lost great minds... most recently Diana Wynne Jones... she was my favorite author of all time.

Anyway, in these stories there are beautiful women, beautiful men, magic powers, fantastic adventures... anything that would ordinarily never happen in our own dull, mundane world. But one thing I am most particularly fond of is the BATTLES! Most of the time (if not all the time), fantasy stories revolve around many battles, chief among theses the battle of Good VS Evil. There is something just so fascinating about this theme. Many stories, not just fantasy stories center about this theme. What is so intriguing about Good and Evil? ... ... I have no answer to that... it's just a thought, a Muse,you might say, considering the title of my blog.

So what has the title of this post got to do with all the above? Well, recently I have been feeling rather down... among them being my poor exam results, and also certain personal issues that I'll be d*mn if I am going to share them online for everyone to view xD... I was sitting down basically reminiscing(is that the word?) on the past and trying to understand Add. Math, when suddenly this voice suddenly shouted in my head: 

"FORWARD! FORWARD THE FLAG OF..."

I dunno what went after, but it must have been one of the flags in the fantasy stories I have read. It is a common battle cry, and it's usually shouted when the hero appears when all hope seems lost... I actually was inspired and stopped feeling down for a while! I know it sounds crazy... my problems now are nothing like a battle... but I felt inspired... LOL, maybe you don't, since you aren't a fantasy nut like me, but I hope all of you will leave the past behind and move FORWARD! FORWARD! in your lives :) 

   

Water Rocket

So, our class 4S1 used our free-period on Thursday (The Chemistry teacher was on a course in Melaka :D) to do a Physics EXPERIMENT :D We tried and tried and had more failures then successes... the odd thing was that the bottle with the 'wings' or the 'flippers' whatever-you-call-them couldn't fly, while the bottle without any obstructions flew like a bird~ I dunno what on Earth we did wrong... anyway there were a lot of epic failures, and we had to use Keshav as our 'lucky charm'. More likely the bottle couldn't stand the sight of him either. LOLxD

Gee, I seem to remember having a lot more to type, but I can't remember a thing now... Whoops >< 

The other half

There isn't much else to talk of. We went to Kuantan after we left Singapore. We checked in at the Swiss Garden Resort. The place is pretty nice, quite clean, it has a nice swimming pool... I think the highlight of the hols was actually the dinner(s) we had at the Blossom. It was a nice Chinese restaurant with an amazing hostess. It was just her (the hosts) who was collecting the orders, and about three waiters manning the restaurant. I suppose there were the cooks too. We went there the first night because it was raining like mad cats and a billion crazy dogs and my parent's friends had no choice about it. Initially, they wanted to bring us to a seafood restaurant where there were some awesome stuffed crab. But anyway, we sat down and had a good meal. After that, we parted ways and decided to return to our rooms. 

My sisters and my youngest brother and I shared a room while my parents and other brother shared the the room. The first night I slept on the single bed while my poor sisters were forced to endure my darling brother's squirmy sleeping habits. (Actually, I knew of his habits, which was why I opted for the single bad~)

Anyway, before we went to sleep, we watched Night at the Museum 2. Believe it or not, we never watched it. The movie was pretty funny, as expected after watching Night at the Museum... So after the movie, we went to sleep. 

The second day, we had breakfast~ I made the mistake of eating cereal with milk and drinking tea with milk... forgetting I was lactose-intolerant... D: Ugh, did I have a stomachache or what? Anyway, I recovered around noon to get into the pool and have a swim. It wasn't sunny there at any given time because of the monsoon season. The weather, in my opinion, was terrific. We had a drive to my dad's friend's clinic and back, and had dinner at the Blossom again~ this was the most interesting part of the holiday, I guess. You see, there were a lot of foreigners on holiday... AGED ones, rest assured. They were probably mostly 50 and above. How should I describe the scene? Let me think.

We were seated in a very strategic location. We had the view of the whole restaurant (not that it was very big)... it was while seated here that I saw a very rare thing. It was not one, but two old couples... now a days, it is so normal to see young couples going places together, and at this age I do not look twice at them. But it is very rare to see couples who have been together for so long, that one would trouble oneself to call the scene sweet. A marriage that has lasted for so long. I could suddenly see first hand what marriage could do to you. I don't know if it was by accident or design, but both couples were dressed in the same colored clothes. Blue. Physically, they were kind off similar too. The first couple I noticed were both plump, and you could imagine them on their own farm. The second couple I noticed were both thin and glasses clad, and you could imagine them as lecturers at Harvard or something like that. Of course, I never asked them if they might just be cousins or siblings on vacation together, but when I looked carefully, I could see no resemblance in their facial features that might mark them as related in any other way but marriage. Am I becoming one of those romantic-addicted idiots with cotton wool for brains girls? I seriously doubt it... xD

That night, we watched one-half of 'Confessions of a Shopaholic'. It was what one might call an exaggerative but highly entertaining movie. I mean, I turned the TV on only to see a crazy woman trying desperately to extract her credit card from a big block of ice with a high-heeled shoe...

Okay, enough of that. After the Confessions of a Shopaholic, there was this show, 'City of Ember' it was pretty interesting. I do recommend a view if you are tired of romance-filled movies and movies that can't do without a few pretty faces (not to say the actors and actresses were bad-looking) they were simply more fresh faced then the normal sort of person you see on movies. The story and concept weren't too bad, though you need to let-be the more complicated sides of it. 

Right, so that's about it, I guess. I just gotta put in a thank you note to my dad who paid for the holiday, making it all possible ^^~

One half of the Vacation

Okay, this year, the year 2010, for the first time in years, we have gone on holiday :D the whole family~ and it wasn't cut short and it was mostly peaceful... not many photos... we are a weird family. When we go on holiday, we hardly take photos, and when we are not on holiday, we don't take any at all... Even though it didn't really go the way it was initially supposed to go...

In the beginning we were going to Taman Negara in Pahang. Then we changed our mind... actually, I think I might have had a big hand in this change. I didn't want to go Taman Negara, 'cause there had be lots of mud and you had get sweaty and dirty, and wet D: D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G. So we were going to Ipoh to have a look at the limestone caves there. Right. We were goin', and then we were goin', and then the night of the PPS farewell dinner, my mum got a phone call that rearranged half our schedule.

My grandfather on my mum's side died. He was kinda old, yeah. 78 years old. He had suffered a major stroke about 10 years ago. And two more minor ones, and I think a heart attack as well. Mum said the main cause of his death was old age. Anyway, we had to pack off to Singapore then to attend the funeral. It was a Buddhist funeral. There was lots of chanting and bells and a weird instrument that made a sound like the clicking of the tongue, as well as a tiny little drum. There were some rituals... on the 25th of December, yes, Christmas day, granddad was cremated. We kinda forgot it was Christmas day. I didn't feel like it at all. It started raining right after most of the funeral stuff was done, and only when we switched on the TV did we happen to remember it was Christmas, because it was showing a Christmas show. I think it was Alvin and the Chipmunks. Then we had a small scale Christmas dinner with chicken as the make-shift turkey and a bit of chocolate. We couldn't do much because we had to respect our granddad's memory. I guess we were okay with it since we hardly celebrated Christmas, anyway.

So now that granddad's passed away too, I don't have anymore grandparents on wither side of the family. I never knew any of my grandparents very well. I wasn't born when my dad's parents died. On my mother's side, there was a language as well as a distance gap. My grandma died last year. I guess I'm pretty fine with that, meaning no disrespect to my grandparents. What's past is past. What's gone is gone. They were good people who raised my mum and dad and without whom I would never be here. So that's the one half of my 'vacation'...

The Rundown of My Day~

Okay, so today's been soooo hectic *sighs* hmmm... where to start...

1. Today was the first day of VBS~ And guess whaaaattt----- I got the date wrong. I thought it was starting TOMORROW INSTEAD of TODAY ==||| Let me get this straight. IT WAS THE IDIOT OF A BROTHER'S FAULT! I have been VERY busy with ALL sorts of stuff, and just didn't have time to make sure of anything, so I asked my brother, and assumed that what he said was right. Guess what. Yeah, you guessed right. The idiot got it WRONG. Sooooo.... We had to rush of to church, and apologize for being such idiots. I STAND BY THE FACT THAT IT WAS MY IDIOT BROTHER'S FAULT, NOT MINE.

2. Ahhhh~ they are cuteys, to be sure~ but those kids can be such a BOTHER ==

3. Okay, after VBS ended, we got ourselves to Mines~ we had donuts at Dunkin' Donuts~ Okay, this was the scene.
We were sitting next to the balcony overlooking the river running through Mines, and you see, I have a Fear of Heights. When I sat there, I kept thinking of horrible things that might happen if I fell down----- the fact that the river was four storeys down was not very comforting. I imagined that the piece of floor I was located on suddenly broke off, and I started sliding down( and you know, the terrible thing was that I imagined it until it seemed so real, I could FEEL myself sliding downward D:) And there were these boards hanging from a line over the river, which I imagined having to catch hold of to break my fall, but that was worse, 'cause I imagined it breaking under my weight and me plunging down into that TERRIBLE depths... *gasp* Am I paranoid? Yes, I am. I freely admit.

4. After that, we went to Econsave to buy groceries... among them were some VERY unfortunate live fish (keli, to be specific~) So, while I waited for my mum to get her shopping done while guarding the trolley, I watched this guy (by the way, I think he was an Indonesian/Bangladeshi, and he was young and had muscles, not too much, and he was doing all that work, hauling stuff in and out, and he didn't even break sweat----- and for some reason, I found the fact he was butchering meat very *cough* interesting~. Yes, I am a sadist) cut up the fish. The first thing he did was put a whole pile of ice into the pail full of the life fish, and I was thinking: "Oh, cool. Cold blooded fish + ice = immobile fish." Then he started slicing it up... and I don't know anything else, because I seriously couldn't stomach THAT... I can't be a very good sadist, huh...

Anyway, that's about it~

Another School Year...

has come and gone... there will be no more classes, no more exams, no more waking up early or waking up five minutes too late for the van, no more seeing friends every single week day, no more... maybe I'm just being sentimental. But that's how I usually feel on the last day of school, like, "I have survived and lived another year..."  

Perhaps that might sound like an exaggeration. Every time the last day of school comes, I look back into the past year and the years before, calculate what I have done, what I have achieved, what mistakes I have made, what new friends I have made and lost, what I have learnt, how I have improved, what places I went to... in short, the end of school... is like the end of a the year for me. It is something significant, because then my life actually feels a change, it is a time for reflection and preparation for the new year. So, what have I done in this past year that I can safely write on the internet? 

1. I actually overcame my fear of public speaking... somewhat... debate did it. Of course, it was in front of only a few people, and my friends were sitting with me. Still, it is an improvement. :D

2. I sat for PMR... DUH, lol... but I believe I was totally unprepared for it, and I could have done better. I regret not having spent more time on it.

3. I have started updating my blog... too regularly x)

4. I overcame my manga addiction.

5. I read only two English books this year... D: The Lost Symbol and some romance that I can't remember anymore... this is some record, because my reading record has not been this low... since I was five (because I was bad at reading then)

6. I read many more Chinese books then English DDX *SHOCK* Blame it on PMR

7. I learnt about AI and Adobe what not because I helped Zhi Xin with the poster xDDD

8. I went for tuition... for BOTH Malay and Chinese... wow, I haven't had tuition since I was in standard 5 (I quit after a two months because instead of improving, my grades took a steep dip)

9. I have made some progress in trying to figure out this boy-girl thingy... HAHAHAAHAAA~ no, I am not les... ==" only I have certain... *cough* perverts for friends.

10. I joined and quit drama... maybe it's because I had no time for it... or maybe it's because I had no talent for it... or maybe I simply didn't like it... or maybe it's some other reason, or ALL... anyway, no regrets.

Anyway, I just wanted to make this because I feel that the Last Day of School should be marked by something... why not a blog post? 

Saying Goodbye

I have said 'Goodbye' so many times, each time we part, we say a simple 'Goodbye, Farewell, Bye, See you..." That time during graduation from Primary School, I told my friends: "Good bye..." There were no tears... but I felt so sad in my heart. I felt that I had wasted what precious time I had to spend just a little time with them, enjoying our friendship--- I have relatives in all parts of the world--- the few that live in Malaysia are constantly traveling--- every time they visit, we say 'Hi' and then we say 'Bye'. I hardly feel sadness or longing when the time to part comes... I have not enjoyed their friendship for long, just a period of courteous conversation over a course of a few days, over a few meals. Rarely is it that one has to say 'good bye', to a friend you have known for so long- that you can't remember when you actually met- She was a childhood friend, and a good one. We have grown up together, influenced each other, shared laughter, shared tears (I think this is an exaggeration xD)... Never once did it cross my mind, that we would one day have to separate... But one day she said: "... I am shifting..." At first, it didn't register... let me admit, I took our friendship for granted. I thought she had always be there--- with her annoying hyperactivity and all x) It's true, haha~ We didn't meet much after Sunday School stopped, mostly kept in touch through FB, MSN and Pastor Lily's trips xD But now, we are saying 'Bye bye" We'll see each other sometimes, perhaps, during the holidays, and rare trips, but it just won't be the same... Oh, well... there will come a time when we will be able to see each other again, life goes on. That's that. So, this isn't 'goodbye', CAMILIA! It's 'SEE YOU LATER!!!!"  Hoho, you ain't getting away from me so easily... *evil smile* 

I found the pic with Google :) Do you see the cross? It's called Galaxy M51 by us, but what God calls it... that's a mystery~

This post is dedicated to Camilia, my best friend, childhood buddy, and the only one I've ever listened seriously to about God X)

The Day that was So-so

This day started with removing the fat from a dozen chickens. =.=" Absolutely disgusting.
It was awful, feeling all that fat on your fingers and having to wash it off was just as bad. Maybe I shall rethink that decision of mine to learn how to cook.

And then, I had torture section with my idiot bro. Teaching him is like trying to grind a rock into dust with a puny stick. His hard head is stuck at ten years old. I still feel like whacking him. *mad gleaming demon eyes* And finally... he went to school with my other idiot brother and there was peace and quiet in the house. Ahhhh.... *relief*

And then we (mum and I) went out scouting for bargains. Haven't done that in a long time. My legs still ache. T_______T... I am so unhealthy after PMR... not that I was very healthy before it either. hahahaha. That's all.

And also, everyone's in Genting... T________T

The after PMR list 2

continuing from where I left off previously...

I have watched Inception. The movie was great. But... the ending made me want to throw something at the director/ script writer for giving me such a sh*t happy ending.

okay, so...

6. Grab Camilia and watch a movie and hangout before she moves to Shah Alam.

7. Uh... I remember something, but I can't remember what I was going to write here, LOL.

What I've Done... this holidays.

What have I done? I might say nothing... nothing at all... Am I guilty? Yes Why? Because... Because I was supposed to study. Not saying that I totally didn't study. I finished two Chinese work books and one and a half mathematic workbooks... and... ah... I might have forgotten some stuff. I have totally no enthusiasm for studying O^O... that will be all. I miss FREEDOM.

Check Stock

This morning I woke up wandering why my muscles seemed to have seized up. My arms hurt everytime I move them. T.T It didn't take me long to remember that I was involved in physically stressful activity yesterday. Who knew that books had so many ways to torture you? Think, headache(study), scratches, rash, painful muscles, hunger, exhaustion. And all I was doing was flipping the pages and moving piles of books around the table... can you beat that? Maybe it was due to the fact that our group was saddled with the heaviest, largest books. i.e, those thick books about nature, the human body, world history, Malaysian History, religious books... just think of all the thick non-fiction books you've seen, and chances are I have poured my blood, sweat, and tears over them.(gee, I sound like one of those chinese writers... exaggerating to a fault) Anyway, besides undergoing terrible physical torture, I met some new friends... but I can't remember their names. One was Ng something and the other was Lee something. One more was the sesi petang bendahari, who Chong Ming Hui(did you know his FB name was Dash Chong Dx? I ddn't) was kind enough to tell me his name... (check FB) Tan Jun Wei. I find that for certain people, their face is all I can remember, and for certain people their names are all I can remember...

Okay, I'm off! that's all about check stock.

The Scolding

Today, from 12:30 to 2:00, we had this 'awesome' meeting in the Pusat Sumber. It was like a drama movie. Or episode, whatever. Anyway, here are the contents from my point of view. It began with Ms Ma thanking all of us for helping at carnivel. The cool thing is that the PPS earned RM4204 by selling burgers, drinks, and movie tickets. +fishball+popcorn+I might have forgotten something. Then the awful stuff begins. Aun Chian starts to scold. I am not saying that he was not right to scold us, but couldn't he have done it in a more... private way? I mean, I honestly couldn't take it if someone scolded me in front of who-knows-who about something very embarrassing that you seriously aren't gonna repeat again. That was the longest section of the meeting. The apology and scold section. I was glad when it was over. I am particularly happy that Yeoh Aun Chian did not call me an introvert even though I am. I consider that a compliment =). Gee, look at his, I was typing that and I suddenly realized this :     =.)    does that smiley look just a little like me???? xDDD

Anyway, we are going to have pizza to celebrate our high earnings~~~ All thanks to Aun Chian and his crazy promotional techniques, 'cause I sure didn't do very much now that I compare myself with others.

I am currently rushing through my science and hope I can finish the whole form 3 by Monday. Please wish me LUCK!!! (Good Luck, please)

Like Walking on the Edge of a Cliff

Anytime you'll fall. Today I'm feeling very emo. I want to lock myself in a airtight box and throw away the key. Sometimes things happen, and once it starts, it never stops sliding down
                                                                                                         down
                                                                                                               down
                                                                                                                     down
                                                                                                                            down

you can see that

something

is at the end of it

All.

But you can't make out 

what it is. Don't you feel

the fear? Do you want

to know? I have a feeling 

the out come is not 

good. But who knows?

In times like this, there 

has always been hope

that we grasped at the 

very climax.

                                                                                                              

Did I ever tell you that unlike others, my favorite season is Autumn? Did I ever tell you why I prefer it to Winter? 

After Carnival Day...

cFirst things first. MY FEET HURT LIKE HELL!!!!! I haven't sat down for more than ten minutes since 8 all the way to 3. Here's the run down of my day.

1. 6:45- Appear in school and try not to look too free.
2. 7:30- In the Pusat Sumber receiving the hundredth briefing from Goh Jin Han. All of us in promosi are seriously put of by what he has to say.
3. 7:50- rush down to padang, scared that Pn. Lee will scold me. But it turns out I was pretty early... Malaysians... 
4. 8:00- After trying to help Jia Hui find her class, I go to 5E2 for the fortune telling class. Believe it or not, their business was actually quite good! In fact, they even had a waiting list. 
5. 9:00- WTH, the person that is supposed to take over duty DIDN'T come. And poor Haris had to skip his * to watch the PS2!!! So sorry, Haris!!!!
6. 10:00- FREE! I walked around with a teddy bear and saw Pamela and Camilla Tee!!! WAH! So happy leh! REALLY missed them! 
7. 10:30- I am outside the ghost house waiting. 
8. 11:15- STILL waiting! I give up. 11:30 had to go duty. WHATLARH! I want to PLAY leh!
9. 11:30- We love you so much Ching Man! 
10. 11:45- Zhi Xin, Ching Man, and I walk around selling drinks. Partly the cause of my poor aching feet.
11. 1:15- Change shift. Congrats, Goh Jin Han. I really pei fu you. 
12. 1:30- I take a sit in 5E1 throwing darts and imagining someone's face there. Mmmhmmmm...
13. 2:30- tired and out of temper. But Aun Chian, Bryan Lim and Yeoh Song Lin are not. I tag along holding the PPS store sign while they sing loudly:" Burger, burger, burger!!!" over and over. I am still not sure how I feel about it. To be sure, it succeeded beyond expectation...
14. 3:00- I am going back~~~~ and my IDIOTIC brother decides to DISAPPEAR!!!!! I HATE HIM!!!!
15. 3:30- I have finally found that IDIOTIC boy!!!!
16. 4:00- back home writing this and not caring for Germany. I can't believe myself...

Before the Carnival

SMK Taman Connaught is holding a Carnival! WEEEEE~~~~ (Right, that does not sound like me. It sounds like Camillia)

Am I excited? Yeah, OKlah... (that sounds more like me... actually, it should be: no, no feeling leh) But I am just a little excited and beginning to feel stressed out. I don't think I should have gone for promotion. I won't tell here, 'cause it might ruin my life, 'cause it might be one of the most embarrassing thing I might ever do in my life. (Of course, I might not do it... see firstlah) Well, first, I would like to complain about my schedule.

1. 6:45- reach school, begin preparation for PPS.
2. 7:45- Find Puan Lee in the padang.
3. 8:00- the carnival starts, and I am stuck in 5E2 supervising 5S2 tearing their coupons. I wander if they will get any customers at all. They are doing fortune telling, I think. What are they going to do? Imagine the scene... Some guy stands at the door way, he's wearing a rubbish sack on his head as a hood and a rubbish sack on his body so he looks like Trashy Potter. Then the customer comes. "Welcome." He pays don't know how much and meets a woman in huge, colorful clothes. "Good morning, young man. I see a black aura surrounding you today." There is a pregnant pause. Then she shrieks very loudly. "AAAARRRGGGHHH!!!! The GRIM!!! You are going to die in at the stroke of 11:59!!!" There's one reaction they will get: *swt*
4. 9:00- I walk to the class next door, 5E1 for class duty. I have to look after the PS2. And the irony is I don't know how to use one! I never even touched one in my life! Hahaahaaa! I hope Anita can teach me fast enough. LOL! I'll enjoy it. 
5. 10:00- I am FINALLY free! One and a half hours of FREE time! What shall I do? First of all, I shall go to the St John maze. Then, I might go for the ghost house if I hear it's anything good, then I will walk the car park where all the food is =D and then I will take a look at the dunking machine, and maybe I will have a go at it. Anyway, food is the priority for me tomorrow.
6. 11:30- END of freedom until 3:00. PPS duty. Don't ask. I will tell you nothing. It's too much, it's the reason I'm stressed out today.

Anyway, I am now agonizing over how on earth to cut two cabbages and two cucumbers... I will probably take an hour or two...

The World Cup and I...

People sometimes tell me, "Hey, kid. Your a girl, football isn't for you. And also, even if you like it, don't go crazy over it, it's just a game." I admit that I kind of agree. I get really worked up about these things. But I really like football because it brings people together. Yeah, cheesy, I know you're thinking, but that is really how I feel. One of the only times I can remember doing things as a whole family besides dinner (that doesn't count because I can remember more silent dinners than noisy ones) was one of the World Cup 2002 matches. It was held in South Korea and Japan, so we could watch it. I can't remember what match it was, but it wasn't the Australia- Germany match which ultimately started my campaign for the eagles (my dad was supporting Australia, so, rebellious even than, I chose Germany and stuck to it from than on. Germany won, by the way. I can still remember yelling 'EAGLES, KILL THE KANGAROOS!!!' and my dad repremending me for such foul language) (Germany's national animal is the Eagle, by the way) Being a man, disloyal things they are, my dad switched teams and went for Brazil, who ultimately won Germany in the finale. And being childish, he tricked me of a dollar. (Bad father who teaches his daughter gambling) That may be why I am so interested in football, though my family doesn't go crazy about it anymore (what am I talking about, my mother and sister never cared for football anyways) but we still have light conversations about it (imagine asking where the World Cup was held right smack in the middle of the Quarter Finals!!! And saying ... "Oh, yeah, I think it's being held in.... GERMANY!!!! *bang head against wall) (By the way, the World Cup is being held in South Africa, to those who have been living in caves and eating raw meat) which brings us to the whole point of this post. (I know what you are thinking, 'WHAT, YOU HAVE TYPED OUT SO MUCH AND IT WAS ONLY CRAP????!!!) (I can't help it. It's a contagious disease I caught from a particular friend whose name starts with a capital 'T)
Here is the first point (If I don't do it with numbers I will write more crap)

1. Thomas Muller has my vote for the Best Young Player of World Cup 2010. He has shown that he has what it takes to shine, and he's only twenty *Swoon... I feel like one of those Twilight fans, only Thomas Muller is way better than Robert Pattinson. He's like a robot with white paint and a crooked nose. Them idiots who swoon over him are blind as bats* (I am team Jacob, by the way, but only because no one likes him and I like Taylor Lautner's six packs :D) - crapping again - . Makes me fell proud, even though I am not German. I do have German relatives though, so I have an excuse to support Germany so wholeheartedly. 
2. The Netherlands will kill the Spanish and take the World Cup trophy home. I really want them to win, even if it's only because I spitefully despise the fact that Spain killed Germany's run in the World Cup. I salute David Villa, though. And Fernando Torres, in your face. You are quite useless, next to David Villa. He looks good and plays better than you. (But I prefer Thomas Muller)
3. Congratulations to Germany for taking third place, beating Uruguay 3-2. 
4. Darn, when the World Cup's done I have to go back to thinking seriously about PMR. Sometimes, I think that I may like football because it serves as a distraction from daily life. 
5. Gambateh, Jia You, Jangan Putus Asa, PMR students GO!
6. Gee, I am so serious about football that I really think I can quit Facebook until PMR is gone because Germany lost...  T.T I hope I don't become one of those people who commit suicide because their team lost. 

Thomas Muller. He's my idol <3

Anyway, Goodbye for now and Take Care. Signing of with No Regrets for Quiting Facebook, CLQ Jasmine.

Bingo

Today I skipped CF and went to Zhi Xin's house with Shepard to study Sejarah. Half way through we decided to play another game. It was like Mastermind, only it was called Bingo and was played on the computer. We spent the better part of our day there trying to figure out four numbers. I wonder what is so interesting about it, guessing what the numbers were. Tomorrow is report card day and either one of my parents is going. I really wander what reaction I am going to get for my marks. I myself admit I haven't done my best, or even very well  for the first term, and if I don't buck up, I'll never get my straight A's. I must say that at the rate I am going I am not going to be anywhere close. There is reason to rejoice this foot ball season, and I really hope Germany wins against Argentina. The odds are equal for both teams, I think. Despite Diego Maradona's less then cool tactics and drama filled pitch side acts, I really respect his team. Especially when Lionel Messi is there. But Germany have a record to be beaten. Three world cups and not a single world cup not in the last eight since 19something, I really feel that Germany has what it takes to beat Argentina. While trashing them may be like building castles in the air, winning them is definitely a possibility.

A Run Down of the First Half of the Year.

The first half of the year has come and gone. It feels like it was only just yesterday that I was looking at the calender and going "Cheah, PMR so far away, later then study lah." T^T I regret saying that. Now, time is precious, there is a limited supply of it. I am starting to feel all worked up on how I've wasted all that time. I really must practice some self control and discipline (LOTS of it) and start trying to make time. It is possible, though it makes you real sleepy. This holidays is the last chance I have to study properly for my exams and I really have to be serious if I want to get straight A's. It is unfortunate that we have to study language. Sometimes I wander why God had to make things so difficult for us. Why didn't he give us a single universal language? Life would be so much easier than.

It hasn't been such good first half of the year, i will list these down in no order, just with numbers so it's easier to jot them down.

1. Manchester United LOST to the EPL to Chelsea by ONE point. (CAN YOU BEAT THOSE BLUE CLOWNS????)
2. For the first time ever, I got a B for Sejarah... It felt like i had failed...
3. Megan Fox OUT of Transformers... NOOOOOOOO.....
4. It just wasn't so peaceful in the house this year.
5. I MISSED SO MANY GREAT MOVIES!!!!!! But I've forgotten some of them already... I wanted to watch Ironman 2, Shrek Forever, Prince of Persia, so many I've forgotten them...
6. I wish I didn't suddenly have feel stressed out of the blue for no reason other than exams.
7. I really wish we didn't have so many problems.

But there are things to be happy about too.

1. I got such GREAT friends... I can't list them out 'cause I might forget to list one of them and it might cause a misunderstanding. You can't blame me. I don't have much memory left in my tiny brain, it's full of PMR facts and i have to leave some space for even more facts. Perhaps it's time to purchase another 10 GB pendrive?
2. I get to watch KYO KARA MAOH!!! GREAT comedy, GREAT story and GREAT guys =)
3. Konrad's looks + [(Gwyndel's + Wolfram's) AWESOME personalities] = MY PERFECT GUY =D
4. Thank goodness debate is over and out... 

For the year before us, there are things to hope for =)

1. WORLD CUP!!!! GERMANY GOGOGOGOGOGO GOOOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLL!!!!!!
2. After PMR ...T^T but first, PMR....
3. My FRIENDS
4. KYO KARA MAOH!!!!!
5. A happier time? Less problems?
6. Studying... BE ENTHUSIASTIC, MAN!!!!
7. I'm a MAN =D
8. ? If I could predict everything, Life would be BORING.

Anyway, that's all for now. Wish me Good Luck. Wish YOU Good Luck, Wish Us all Good Luck, Don't we all need it? God Bless You All, have a BRILLIANT, FASCINATING, MARVELOUS second half of 2010.

Of Hairstyles and White Haired Hair Stylists

I had a haircut on Saturday and the guy that was cutting my hair had dyed his hair white and was wearing blue contacts. the first thing that came to my mind was wow, if he were an anime character he would real cool. The second thing was that villain guy from Final fantasy, I think his name is Serpentia or something, and Gunther from Kyo Kara Maoh. Both of them have white hair. Well I had no idea what hair style I wanted (I haven't the remotest idea what to say. Like, thin my hair? shorten it? Clip the bad hair of ? What is there to say?) because I rarely set foot in a hair saloon...(Who wants people touching your hair and spraying who knows what on it? And on top of that they comment on the condition of your hair and want to know every aspect of your life) so I told him to cut anyway he wanted. It was a mistake. He gave me this 'fashionable' hair style which makes me look like a la la moi, and on top of that it is so difficult to tie (My hair keeps sticking out at an end because it is layered, the reason why I hate layering my hair). However, on the bright side, my hair is really easy to wash, no more having to use lots of shampoo and scrubbing it from the top to the bottom. all I have to do is wash. Anyway, I think I prefer male hair stylists because they don't talk. All they do is say 'straighten your head' 'how should I cut your hair?' Unlike a woman, in which case it would be:
"How should I cut your hair?"
'cut it how you want."
"But you must have some opinion.  How about I cut it thinner and give you a fringe? Or maybe I should bob it?"
-Begin cutting-
"You have such thick hair!"
"..."
"Is that your mum?"
"Mmmmhmmm..."
"You are in secondary school?"
"Standard 6"
"Oh, really? I thought you were in Form 5!"
.................
Do you see why guy hair stylists are better?

Talent Time competition~

I'm not sure where to begin. Anyways, Anita, Shepard, Jensine, Saw, Tiffany and me were 'runners' for the first ever Talentime competition of  SMKTC. It was NOT awesome. It was just an ok experience. The thing I remember most is our class (3A) performing. (DUH!!) Mah Wai Liong, Yang Yee Zheng (not sure how to spell his name), Lim Jyn Chyuan (is that how to spell his name???), Haris, Zarif, Cheong Juang Huang (not sure if that is how his name is spelled), Lee Chin Yuen (I think), Yau Jih Chern and Leow Chock Nam (wrong spelling?) were interesting and i think that they had the loudest applause (thanks to 3B and 3C). But i couldn't stand the 5S1 guys who were sitting in front cause were so DARN NOISY!!!!! They were booing at everyone and everything!!! SMACK THEM!!! I wanted to go over there and give them a kicking, or slap them. WAY TO GO JIA HUI!!!!!!! You rock for scolding those useless guys!!!! Anyways, our class got first runner up. The Mr. Talent Time was Jeremy. Now, he was AMAZING!!! he danced like a pro and apparantly he learned hoe to by watching videos =.=... Life is so unfair for us unperfect people. Those are the only performances that I really remember. The girl that sang Kelly Clarkson's song was great, though. And James Toh was alright too. Oh yeah,and Joshua's band with Gabriel, Daniel and Bryan were very entertaining while it lasted. It was pretty funny. Cheer up, Daniel. It wasn't as lame as you think the intro. A lot of other people were just as bad, and worst. It was just that we couldn't understand it, think Jame's intro. He was talking about french fries and Mcdonalds. Question marks... After the competition ended, we had to take the votes, and the only thing I really remember about it is this guy suddenly stood up beside me and started screaming and everyone was staring at him and i felt so weird. And it was also weird when i was walking back and forth and all those people were staring at me and following me with their eyes... so weird!!! Anyway, we done and when it was so nice to return to the Pusat Sumber and rest... ah... being a PPS is so nice...