aches and pains

we have finaly started practicing everyday since cheer comp is up next month and my whole body aches! we have to practice from 11.00am - 12.30am and then from 1.30pm-3.30pm in total that makes... 3 1/2 hours per day, i'm not realy complaining... if you think this is complaining then i recomend you not to be around when i'm having PMS or BDS (bitchy day syndrome)
my mum has now rebaned me from going on the LRT (light rail transport) cuz i forgot (yet again) to call her when i reached school, she freaked and by the time i called her i found out she was on her way to my school. so then when she picked me up at central plaza yesterday i pissed her even more cuz i lost my touch n go card which had 45 bucks in it... she went on and on nagging all the way home (30 minutes out of 45) then i pulled out the card from in between the seats and she told me to switch it with the one in the smart tag.
teehee it was lucky it was there she treaten to pull me out of cheer cuz of the card. (cuz it takes a lot of my brain space). seriously my mum is so against cheer but she still lets me join the team cuz she wants me to be able to make my own choices...she still makes it hard for me...like trying to pull me out the 1st chances she gets.
sorry i havnt wrote here for a while... i've been busy.
oh yeah, i gotta tell you something funny. i a war with this guy, he always calls me pervert... i call him an asshole. he calls me a pervert everytime i pass his bus and one day ash (my bestfriend and she is a girl) dared me to go to asshole and say "are you free tonight, cuz i'm feeling hot and sweaty" which is slutty to say the least. so i did it (not cuz i'm like that but cuz she dared me) well, i tried to. when asshole walked pass i called him but he egnored me... now that was ambarasing. then his friends shated calling him grampa or "atuk" and then i called him chicken. so the day after that i took a diff station. there are two stations near my school one is 'DW" and the other is "MJ" these aren't the real names of the stations. i normaly go to DW but that day i went to MJ cuz ash wanted to splash su with water for some reason, i think payback for splashing her with water...
so anyway i was almost at the station when i heard a bus and the word pervert being yelled out, it was asshole! i cant believe it!!! its like he is my own personal ghost! i really cant believe the fact that he actually spotted me in the midst of all the other girls! oh well, one of his friends made a rude gesture and i yelled "oh! thats VERY mature" and walked off.
i really dont know why he teases me so. i mean, my friends say he likes me and i'll say bollocks!
if he thinks this is primary school then he can just piss off!
but in the ,mean time, i still have to go through with the dare...bollocks!
oh yeah and i changed the pics on 'about me and around me' hope you dont find it offensive like the last batch was!
ciau!

my really bad last post

yikes! what was i thinking?!!!
my last post totally blows!! and not in a good way..
hmmm... maybe you guys should re read my post entitled "the waiting room"
or read it if you haven't already. but plz comment on this post..
thanks
ciau

complements to the chef!

i really dont know why the title of this post is as so... it was just at the top of my head.
so anyway i'm thinking of writing for the school magazine... problem is i dont know the editor.
last year cheng sim knew the editor pretty well but i didnt know that form 1s can go and try to get their article in the paper...plus i know actually realize that i was actualy intimidated by them... being the high fliers of our well reputated school (which by the way, from the standing point of a student is only great by reputation)
yes the standarts of convent bukit nenas (pineapple hill convent...yes i am aware that it sounds funny, kind of like spongebob squarepants) are falling rapidly and the reputations are the only thing keeping us up...that and our choral speaking and debate team.
there are miscreants who are tottaly hopeless academicly but very good at dating...mostly in the evening session...
ok for those of you not from malaysia (that is to say you aren't born in malaysia) that are not familiar with our weird acadamic system let me explain,
we first go to kindergarten at age 4...or was it five?
so then we go to real school at age 7, its called standart 1.
then we proceed to standart 2 and so on until standart 6, where we have our UPSR (ujian pelajaran sekolah rendah) or (the test that tests all that what you learn from standart 1-6)
now, standart 1-6 is at a seperate school from those who have taken their UPSR (13-17 or18)
its called "sekolah rendah" (sekolah means school and rendah means low...but when you out it together it does not mean low school but something like school for the young...a class down from the older students)
so when you get your UPSR results, which consists of 5 subjects (science-sain-,math-matamatik-,malaysia language writing-Bahasa Malaysia penulisan-,malaysia language comprehention-Bahasa Malaysia pemahaman and english-inggeris-)
you go to high school or form 1 (13 YO) then form 2, form 3 (where we taka the exam PMR, where we get tested on what we learned in form1-3 and if you get good results lke all 'A's then you get to choose a stream...science stream or art stream which will be tho course of your career)
in form 4 you learn the subjects in your choosen stream for science its, math, add math, biology,physics,chemistry and so on for art stream its the rest...art, science litrature. if you are in any stream... like science stream for example, you get to learn a subject from art stream if you want to, this subject will be an extra subject in your SPM which you take in form 5.
in form 5 you take your SPM which is like the brit's GASTCs(i think thats what they call them) and the american's SATs. if you do not pass with good results that will qualify you for uni, you take the STPM in form 6...or if you wanna stay to further your studies even if you passed your SPM you can...but most dont cuz its hard to get into university if you stay.


so back to the point, in my school form 1&2 are in evening session (12.45 pm-6.45pm) the students are not as great as the seniors...and this year i'm in form2 so i have juniors... and man, this year's juniors are some lot...the majority are gedik (or overly girly or so most people say... i think that gedik means bitchy...so i dont call the girly girls gedik just manja...but they dont know that),malas (lazy) or totaly hopeless...of course they aren't all like that...just most.there are the choral speaker who are now reprisenting our school in state, the hockey girls and the netball girl (the senior team in netball are the real stars).

sorry about the spelling mistakes and so on, i'm using a library keyboard which i'm not used to using... cuz i normaly bring my lap top to the library (note this is not my school library).
so anyway i'm coplaining about my school cuz my two week holiday is over and i'm going to go to school at 11 (my dance group practice...black rose, we are doing a show on teacher's day...the celebration is this friday i think) and i hate to go backto school...back to grumpy teachers and bloody girls pretending to be it...now that enoys me!
i'm now reading the cronicles of narnia prince caspian...and proceeding slowly...man i miss elex rider and maximum...i heard the 4th book came out but i haven't bought it yet...
and then there's that new anthony horowitz book that is #4 in the power of 5 series...
and then there is twilight and the works...i'm not sure what the saga is called but i heard it is a fantastic book!
i cant wait to read it!
okay i think i better stop before i rant on more on this already very lengthly blog post...ciau

the perfect man

i have this favorite movie called the perfect man starring hilary duff and heather locklear and it tells a story about a girl who's mum is so desperate for a man that she would hook up with anybody, and when he proves to be a jerk and dumps her,she will move taking along her two kids and their luggage. the eldest daughter,holly (duff) at 16 has this blog... and that is where i got inspired to start a blog.
i started a blog with the tittle reality bites and another with the title deep thoughts... i deleted both and started this one... my mum has a blog to and i pointedly stay away from it, and she stays away from mine so that we can have a private life....well seeing as both of us are as much always together like book and glue...the pages in the book need glue to become a book and the glue needs the pages cuz its needed to form a book.
yeah my mum and me are tight, sometimes disturbingly so, i dont even have a social life cuz my mum is always working to maintain our lifestyle... she is a doctor but in malaysia that dont really matter cuz the doctors in malysia are STILL the most poorly paid in the world... oh yeah and the oil prices finally hit malaysia and the rush to the oil station began...which i think if fairly stupid....the people who actually line up for the cheap petrol before the prices hike up. and they are causing a jam because of their stupidity...
what is stupid you might ask?
well, first of all you waste time,energy and breath from swearing at the guy who cut the cue
2nd of all,you are making other people waste their time and energy when they are not even going to the petrol station!
and thirdly, how much money can you save?! you line up in a jam to the station and lose your cheap petrol then you get there and fill in the cheap petrol then you head back out into the jam and lose the cheap petrol again excessively...causing you to return to the petrol station again the next day to load on the hiked up petrol price petrol...make any sense?
so anyway, back to the point which i am stretching. spend time with my mum a lot but still we try and keep things from each other...knowing that we do.if that makes any sense.
one of the things i cannot discuss with my mum is guys...sure i tell her bout the losers who flirt with me(in person...i'm not talking about myyearbook or facebook...wait there are some losers there to...but not all) most of the losers flirt with me in person...
i heard that only losers flirt with good looking people cuz they often attract jerks... i have a different theory....in my country most of the guys are jerks...well at least most of the malay guys...most not all. now let me tell you how they flirt.

the typical would be a bunch of guys yell at you stuff, mostly to insult you or they do that annoying sound with their lips like they are sucking something....
those are the ones that i got... i had two face to face flirts...one when i was 9...so i dont think that counted and another last week...he was doing this promo with papers...he was okay but nothing i'd be dreaming about...mayb ein a nightmare...

what is wrong with me?!
sometimes i think i am a jerk magnet cuz most of the guys i meet in malaysia are either jerks,rude,no class (and i dont meen high class i mean the type where you dont act like a bastard),dumb,3 heads shorter than me with a big ego or cute,single and buff without a brain or sense of humour that matches mine.
yay!!! i'm on a role. i meet a few guys online who rock but then i feel i'm not good enough for them or in fact not good enought period...sad huh?
then i do meet a guy online who i like but hapens to be on the other side of the world....wait, all the guys i'm interested in that i meet on the web are not of the same country....they mostly live in the us or england... i have a weekness for brits.
so this is the question, will i find the perfect man and does he even exist?
girls give me some opinions and boys... between yourselves do you think a perfect man really exist of is he just a female's fantasy?
(even if katie seems to be the only one reading and commenting on my blog and the rest of my friends who read this is female, males are also wanted to comment if one of you,with exeption of aqil hapens to stumble onto this blog and read this particular article...aqil you are welcome to)

ciau!

lil weird things about my family & friends

my grandad once drove of without me in the car when he was actually supposed to pick me up to send me to his house.

my mum once lost her specs and found them in the fridge with the bread and chocolates

my grandmum once got into the wrong car and when i found her and started laughing she scolded me and asked me why i wasn't getting in the car.

i once got into a lift and realised that i was going up instead of down.

my best guy friend listens to heavy metal...and he plays golf

my mum and me have a habit of talking to ourselves

people think my mum and me are cousins and they try to flirt with my mum in front of me.

my grandmum thinks that my grandad is chatting up a girl when he talk to one

i once yelled fuckfuckfuck in front of my teacher without realizing it....she was the dicipline teacher.


my grand mother once confused a brinjol with a tomato

my mum always cleans the whole house spotless but her room is worse than mine

my grandad is bent up on safety but he once misplaced the wire of my nebulizer(by the way i dont have asthma but i do wheeze 1 every 2-3 years)

i have allergy rhinitis but i love to drink chilled water.

i am a female jock... i am also a cheerleader (not a good one but i'm getting better)

my girlfriend fuzzy (yes that is actually her nick name) has never said the word sex but we always make jokes about it.

whooo hooo!!!!

i got a new phone!!! a sony ericsson phone w850i!!!i know its an old phone but it is wayyyy better then my nokia 5060. my mum decided since my phone screen is so busted i can hardly use it, and that i've been practicing my math willingly that i should have it and only if i keep my math grades in reasonable percentages.... not that i got my midterm ppr results for math yet but i know if it is bad then i'll have to give my mum the phone back until i bring them up.
so i know i haven't been writing much, its due to the fact that i didn't get any inspiration or anything to write about.... or maybe i just didn't realize it at the time...
man i prided myself to be someone who does not care what people think, but boy was i wrong... i was so concerned with not caring what people think that i started caring and tried to be perfect... man that sucks!!!
i'm 14 but most people think i'm older... like i can get into pg18 movies older but i look in the mirror and i see a young girl of 15.
so i get disappointed...believe it or not i am really insecure about my looks and little about anything else.... my friends tells me i'm nuts. i tell them they're nuts.
so today i put on my shoes,fav jeans (which i always wear) and my fav top. i feel good...partly cuz i noe i wont lose my balance on account of my wedges go from one side of my feet to the other when i walk..... oh well. my discomfort might also be cuz of my lack of prolonged sleep that every teenager needs.