countdown to suicide year.

well,the holidays are at an end. i would love to say finally, but i cant.
only because i have not finished my homework.
but other than that, i'm pretty glad its OVER, i got so bored that i carved a chunk of plaster that fell of the ceiling into a paper weight, and i changed the pattern of my scotch tape, i dont like plaids, not that particular design anyway.
but there are good things for me next year (even if its PMR)... like...
hold on i'm still thinking...
nothing.
oh wait!!!
my mum redid my study room!!! it now has corner shelves and it stretches almost all the way to the ceiling, i have now more space than books (for the first time ever)
but there was some trouble with one of the corner shelf (which happens to be a CD rack ) it was not stable and kept leaning backwards, my mum told me to stuff something behind so that it wont move anymore...
and being me, i stuffed all of the boxes used to package the bookshelves before and stuffed em' behind there (now thats what i call recycling!)
and next month my mum's getting me an aircond (which is a big deal) since i have not been allowed an air cond before cuz my mum says it builds character and so on and so forth, and told me her life story before i dropped it.
my mum has finally decided to put the AC in my study room cuz before i never actually sat in it and studied (not even in UPSR year, which was why i was so suprised that i got all A's and tricked my uncle into forking 500 bucks)
so my mum did all this to make sure i studied in my study room.
she spent a lot of money redoing it, which is why i am now starting to take my mum's threat of marrying me off if i did not do fantastic for my PMR...

and i'm here screaming "SHIT!!!! I ACTUALLY HAVE TO STUDY THIS TIME!!!"

and speaking of my study room, my mum and grand dad just came back from ikea after dashing in and dashing out for 3hours.

today is sunday and my grandad came back from IKEA shocked thast it is packed so late in the afternoon... hehe, he still ahs a lot to learn about woman and IKEA.
men, they never learn. i remember him saying "alah, dah petang dah, semua org dah balik "
yeah right!

so i now have no books to read, so one night my mum came into my room and caught me reading "in the fifth at Malory Towers" by Enid Blyton and laughed out loud or lol.
she apparently found it funny that a girl who has read the da vinci code, angel's and demon's, pride and prejudice, loves Trudi Canavan would be stuck reading Enid Blyton
yeah, HAHA very funny!
thats the price you pay for having a nice studyroom and floor to almost ceiling book shelf...
no books... ironic no?
as it is my mum promised a suficient decrease of my book intake and suficient increase in my tuition next year, i have no books to read this year.
Boo Hoo.
oh yeah, i'm also gonna cut my hair short so i dont have to bother with it next year (its so bloody anoying) but i have yet to actually CUT it yet, i've been waiting 4 almost a month.. i waited 2 month for the first hair cut...
i wonder how long i have to wait for this one.
but i am absolutely determined to make my hair look as if Edward Scissorhand did a number on my hair. in order not to have any distractions next year...
yeah i know i know, i being a teen girl in the 21st century, should not want to look ugly.
but i have always been weird (its only called accentric if you're rich) other girls go shopping, i go camping on an island near Pinang. go figure.
anyway, i gotta go, my still amazed grandad, my grandma and my mum are contemplating wheter my granma's kuih bakar is basi or not, they asked me to sniff it and not suprisingly, i could not smell it due to my nose that is acting like a leaky pipe, unfortunately, my nose cant be fixed by twisting it with spanar. unfortunately.

beauty beauty on the wall, who is the stupidest of them all?

so i was stuck in Kajang (again) and (as usual) i watched tv and laughed.
i turned on WHI (wanita hari ini) and laughed... they have beauty products called "cintaku acne" ...
right, my love acne... perfect name for a cream designed to BANISH acne... go figure, them there are products like ass firmers.... what is it? the gym??? nope, its a cream that burns your tush when you put it on, then they have whitening powder for medium to dark skinned ppl who want white radiant skin, weird thing is, the colour of the powder itself is not for dark toned ppl... so you look like a theater actress!!! so before you become white you have to wear powder that looks like powder?
i thought that when you wear make up you wanna look beautiful... not like the phantom of the opera?
so then a bride segment came on and i found out that the trend for bride's nowdays is natural...
then i look at the models and i see an inch of powder on their face which is obviously whiter than thair necks, lips dat beat Mulan's wen she was gonna meet her matchmaker at the start of the film and cheeks that looked as if someone slapped them a thousand times over on each cheek?
if that's natural, then all the rest of us must look like clowns!!!

anyway, i'm stuck in holiday blues...i'm bored i miss my friends!!!
ash,aazraa,faz,nani,alia,sucjita,denise,vanilla,nicole,harshiah,sue jinn,debs and the whole family!!!
cnt wait to go back even through the teachers are badx10 and i have to meet the seniors... plus i dont know if i wanna try out for a school team next year, i'm thinking olahrga or chess, cnt decide.
and i'm thinking of going 4 club interact but my mum said no... i dont know why she wont give me a straight answer. so the other choice is malay Drama club... i dont mind the drama...its just the malay part dat bothers me. and the rest of hte choices are crap.
buh bye.

finaly i have seen Twilight

so i finally watched Twilight!!!
with my mum
yeah i know, sad, a waste of sweet movies i tell ya!!!
but it was worth it, i finally managed to make my mum like a guy.
but...
there is a problem
this is what she said "ooohhh, one thing i know is that i am DEFINITELY marrying a Vampire"
yup, my mum has found what she likes, unfortunately, its the wrong species,state of well-being, and ...interests.
my mum always said guys are only interested in one thing... yeah right!
i'm sure Vamps have the same... INTERESTS as everyone else (everyone else who drinks blood that is)
so anyway,
we went to one utama to watch a movie, but we came back (being as female as we are) with a movie,5 photo albums,2 baking pans,1 jelly mold and a gift wrapper (i collect those) but only the ones with nice paterns.
so, despite what it may seem, me and my mum ARE female.
talking about females, most of us mature faster than guys (yeah!!! you guys argue you are stronger than woman anatomicaly right? well, god created everything in balance, fe has he, black has white, good means theres evil, so if a guy is stronger than a female, the law of the universe proves that females are SMARTER than men, so thats why it is balanced).
to prove it, my cousin (or cow sin as i think of them when they start being prats) has a friend (a girl) who's boyfriend is a girl... did i mention my cousin is eight years-old?
yeah, i guess the guys couldn't catch up so the two girls decided to get CAUGHT UP in things they dont understand. my cousin has no idea about her friend's preferences (look, i dont mind gay people, in fact i love gay guys!!! and i go to an all girls school, which means i walk past lesbians without realizing it, and even if i do, i dont treat them any differently) i am just scared that my cousin will be one, i dont mind, but my grandma is 71 years-old. do the math.

anyway i gotta go my facebook is calling (well thats the story anyway, i'm dry out of things to say)

soffar sogood

last Thursday, i went to see this movie entitled, 'los and faun'
an Afdlin Shauki film, and dead funny if you pay attention to detail.
Era Fazira cannot at but i guess she has to be all pretty there in order to carry out the role of a millionaire's wife. go figure.
anyway,on the way back home from one utama, i was listening to the radio and David Archuleta's new song came on the radio, "a little to not over you" i think, was the title (i know that last sentence is a bit off in grammar, but i'm too lazy to do anything about it)
the first thought that came to my head was, "wow! David really does mean what he sings, i mean, really, the first single he releases after cutely winning American Idol was crush, with the lyrics
"but i know this crush ain't going away iay iay iayeah" and true enough, it never did, all the way to his next single"
but it looks like sometimes you should be careful what you sing, like the plain white t's for example, their first release had the lyrics "hey there Delilah whats it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do", very sweet words, but then in their second release they sang "hate is a strong word, but i really really really dont like you, now that its over, i dont even know what i likes about you"
well, i guess Delilah had to much fun in New York City.

but, i know that's not true, Delilah is still with the lead singer of said band... but it makes you wonder... there is always the begining and an end to everything.
there is always a first time for everything, including what you say.
take for example Donald Trump, i bet he really enjoyed the first time he said "you're FIRED"
but for him, the first time he said that, he enjoyed it so much, he never learned to stop saying it...
maybe THAT'S why he decided to have a show called The Apprentice, so he could go on saying those words without firing everyone who work for him.there's a thought.

so talking about thoughts, my mum and I went out somewhere and i left my purse under my pillow, cuz i wanted it away from the window in case anyone wanted to steal it (god knows who would! its not like i have money in there, in fact sometimes i wonder why the heck i have a wallet in the first place?) but since my mum always told me to practice being paranoid from a young age so i'll grow up to trust no one except my pet and a fluffy pillow.
anyway, when i went out my mum told me she took my wallet (god also knows how she knew it was under there... what else does she know about me? uh oh, time to change the locks to my bedroom)
and a verse of a song just popped into my head, here it is

I hid my heart under a pillow
away from the wide open window
where unwanted stealing hands roam
i just wont let them
take my heart as their own


i honestly do NOT know where that verse came from, yet another thing god knows and i dont
its begining to anoy me.

Prefects day ...this year

so, this years prefects day started off with a puff, but ended with a scream...literally.
first came the performance from the prefects.... in my opinion, only Mei Jen's piano piece was good amongst them, then came the solo freestyle dance competition, they needed 2 form 1ns and 2 form 2s for it, sonia n needia went up, but it was supposed to be me or Ash on account of the front of the 2N & 2A classes were cheering for me and Nani, who was on the stage suggested someone from black rose to come up, Ash, she did not one to, because she could not pick the song, if she has to do a solo, forget it! its either 2 of black rose, all of em' or none at all!
thats the same reason i did not go up, i do not want to be stuck dancing to some crap like...well some crap!
anyway, Black Rose wanted an open floor, so we went up the stage and requested for one, Nani was like, FINE!!! and opened the floor.
the Black Rose danced together to some of the songs... others were boaring...but when "so what" by pink played... we all started jumping and singing "nananananana we're all gonna get in a fight!!!" and we all jumped and sang and danced, when miss Woon came up to tell up that open floor time was over we protested, but no.... we could not.
so after jumping and all we went out of the hall to class dancing an after jig when a solemn voice came up on loud speaker saying "pelajar pelajar, sila masuk dewan dan beratur dengan segera" we ignored them and went on until the third call, to which i looked at Ash in a mid-jig and went "pffttt" and went back to the hall to line up in an orderly line and took orders from papan (we call ms Woon that cuz she is really, really,really thin...she's thinner than me) in a hall only a few minutes ago was filled with the sounds of "we're all gonna get in a fight"
true enough, we did, but ms Woon was fighting an always losing battle.
imagine, she told us to keep quiet when we were cheering for the prefects.... what does she expect one clap per student? go figure.

end of the year

so the form 3s has had their PMR, signaling my turn to not have a life.
but so what?! the last two weeks at CBN are all planned out! this week is the netball tournament!!! today (monday) is the prefect's day, we have all the prefects performing, its supposed to be a surprise but since its today and all the senior prefects are in school, there's no hgarm, the reason to which i know this is because alia, who choreographed our black rose dance came teacher's day... did it again with the junior prefects dance... black rose was supposed to help so i was there... but i dont think i helped that much... ash helped with the smiles, nani helped with the teachings and i did...but very little, alia helped with the steps and me and ash did a free style dance in front of the prefects.... junior and the senior... the only reason they paid attention and started dancing was when ash fake smacked my butt...HEY!!! its an all girls school and i and ash are good friend. dont call me a les either!
anyway this wednesday i gotta go to the public speaking thing... they filmed us on thursday and friday speaking and acting... a good public speaker must master 3 things and do them congruently, they are visual,vocal and verbal... so we worked on the vocal/verbal for the first day and worked on the visual on the 2nd... visual is what you see, the facial expression, the hand gestures and such... so on the 2nd day, the teacher made us do some ridiculous actions to essentuate (is that how you spell it?) the story line... i had to act like tarzan... loincloth and all. and the other half of the froup had to act like the hungry giant from "jack and the bean stock" fee, fi,fo,fum and all... so you can imagine how ambarassing the tape would be... so we are all turning up on wednesday in the pink dorm to laugh at ourselves and each other, or at least i am... most wont even turn up due to ambarassement... the one thing i am immune to.... well, in most casses...
next week, we are gonna play twister on PJK, i'm the AJK so i get to organise it.... other than that, next week we are going to prank a teacher into opening the drawer in their teacher's desk in our class to reveal the (probably) 20-year-old dead rat... i'm not kidding!!! there is a real (real dead) rat in that desk... complete with cobwebs in its hollowed belly... hmmm... mayb we'll prank en ruzailan....or en. azra.....maybe the PJK teacher.... hehehe, the posibilities are endless!!!!

pop! goes my hand

ramathan!!! a busy time for food stalls,mothers,trafic policemen,ustazahs and doctors....
doctors?
if you are wondering why your brain is hurting after you have broken fast, its not lethargy!
its the stupid kids outside with the fire crackers going "BING BANG BOOM" like a bad gangster movie. and for what?
how should i know? ask them?
last night my family and i were conversing over skype with my uncle (who is in Edinburg), when a frightfully loud sound interupted our feeble attempts to decipher my cousin's scottish ramblings (or at least is sounded like ramblings from this side of the world). a fire cracker or whatever that freaking thing was startled all of us and we started to get angry...my uncle joined in to, we could not understand why the hell the kids did not play in the huge field/basketball court/park instead of the middle of the tar road. it did not help that the comunity is quite small conpared to the rest of Bukit Jelutong and normal sounds echo enough, they had to put in a big BANG.
it was late, and my granmum was alresdy anoyed at the fact that she cant hear my uncle and his kids clearly over the speaker... my grandmum, who normaly does not intervene in matters which makes her stand up to the public (her daughter's and grandaughter's love lifes are a different question), got up and told the buggers off came in and continued with the video conference... but of course, due to my granmum's inexperience of telling off people who are not related to her (she always nags me to clean the house... not thinking that i already have to clean four rooms,clear the trash, dust my piano, feed the cats and do the laundry, if i do anymore i might as well declare my self a slave...when i told her she said her kids always helped, to which i replied that she has 4 kids and my mum only has1) the BING BANG BOOMS started again...this time my aunt went out...i followed.
my aunt has this look she gives to people she is angry with that scares the poop outta them (i'm trying not to swear...much) and even makes the ones she is not angry with scared... so i really wanted to see the guys being told of...due to an old vendetta with the kids of my neighbourhood. and i was not dissapointed!!!
my aunt came back and all was silent.
next time i'll try and have her deal with the teenage guys smoking behind our house...my window is filthy due to the exess of smoke, the plants are dying and so are their brain cells.
i dont get why you smoke at 15-18. you wanna be cool?
FYI
you drool
you sleep around your school
you flunk
you're dumb
you're probably end up a drunk
your lips,their black
and you better step back
your breath,it stinks
did you ever stop to think?

sorry, to all you under age smokers...its the truth... and as for you 'grown up' smokers, at least its legal. don't mean the ryme ain't for you to.

books books books

the most weird and greatest thing hapened to me yesterday as i was breaking fast at A&W with my mum, i got spotted by one of the readkl blog people...i'm not sure what they are called, i think they are scouts...
they take pictures and post blog entries abot what people are reading in KL! my mum and me got our pictures taken and posted on the blog!!
that was the weird part... the great part is that i get to know about books!!!! more books. and yes,i'm a geek. who the hell cares? i am so happy that i found this site, you can find it on my link list under "we also read". if you are a reader you can check it out. my mum got spotted reading the science of leonardo my fritjov chopra, the author of the tao of physics. so my mum is looking pretty smart now... did i mention i wanted to read that? i was the one who convinced her to buy it.
i got caught reading "the last of the wilds" by trudi canavan. i love the age of the five trilogy!!! i've read the 1st book and the last of the wilds is the second... and i've already bought the third book.

okay, aside from book matters, let me write about something else...
never mind.

paper chain explosion!

yesterday, all of the members of my class did not sit the whole day.
why?
because there is a competition for best decorated class this Merdeka!
we were so busy that we did not notice how our class actually looked! we were runnibg around, climbing on chairs,tables,tables on top of tables to get the banner,cards and flags in place.
there were glue guns, there were colages and ballons that we took out later. and when we were done, we had a colage of our twin towers with 3D bridge railings (made with straw wrapped in purple paper) and out linned with string with people of all races in the bridge, a banner at the back of the class,5 cards hanging from the ceiling,our malaysian flag hanging from the side of our class (on both sides exactly the same level and i should know) our windows are old fasioned and wide paned with pink cutains and we had paper chains draping from the railings and paper lanterns hanging from the doors, we made life sized people drawings on colourful paper (we connected many coloured paper together) we made three of those in three different races, indian,malay and chinese (these are the tree main races that make up our country) we had signs made that says "merdeka!" each letter on a different coloured paper which we atteched together and taped to the windows so it can be seen from outside and inside, the same thing was done to the whiteboard only at the sides.
basicly our class looked fantastic... but so do the other classes. so for the competition i think it will be very hard to win and we would be lucky if we do, but it was fun and i never saw my class THIS co-operative.
then this friday we have this thing where we dress up in our national traditional wear, baju kurung,sari,punjabi suit,cheong sam and many more.
the funny thing is, we are gonna play games in these outfits, traditional games. we gotta jump,run and dance in traditional attire... i just hope no one gets hurt.

lately

i'm on school break and discoved the art of shaping wire... really!!!
i can make basic stuff with wire.
so far i can only make letters and a few notes, but i'm getting better.
i've been reading the age of white trilogy by trudi canavan... well the first book but its great. i still have yet to buy braking dawn.
havent heard from him but i guess that is to be expected... truly, i'm sorta glad.... in other ways i might not be. never mind.
i goota go, i'm going to my grandparents house where there is no intenet... but i do have a new book and history project i've gotta do on the school's history which is facinating!
who knew my school was this interesting?
anyway, ciau.

stupid friends

once upon a time there were 2 kids on a bus, 1 was a girl, the other a boy. they were talking about harry potter whe they first became friends, that friendship lasted till the girl was 1 week shy of 14 and the boy was 1 month shy of 15.
i said until because as of 10-20 mins ago, that friendship ended. i'm gonna tell you why.
in my last 2 posts i wrote about a carnival and how i felt leading up to it.
the truth is that i was terrified. i did not know if every thing would work out or if it would blow.
it blew. i ended my friendship with someone that i thought was my friend. the ironic thing is that he thinks that it started only today... he's wrong. it started at the start of our friendship.
as all beginnings start, but the start of the friendship that went bad was the moment he became my boyfriend... i asked him and he said yes, now i wonder if i never asked if we would even have become a couple. yet sadly after we did i discovered that i had to change schools, and we only had a relationship (if you would call it that) through the phone. looking back, i feel stupid at my naivety. how could it work out?
and the second is that i was to young. what was i thinking?
i broke up with him
then a year later i asked to couple again.... now i felt stupid (was i that desprate?)
then he broke with me... it hit me then. that he never felt THAT way about me... and i was too young only 13 then...how stupid.
so i thought if not in that way maybe we could be just friends.
i was also pissed by the way he did it... but never mind about that.
i always found it hard to talk to him...in the last few years
so today at the carnival, i felt totally left out. i wondered if i should have gone in the first place.
aqil's (capoeira's) b'day is next month, but i thought since today is the only day i could see him in person, i could give him the gift.
so this morning when i arrived i called aqil like he told me to. then he met me at the entrance. he took me to the 2nd floor to meet his friends, i met 2. i remembered sofia... sofia is nice.
so i told him i wanted to go down to get coupons.
i did and came back up.. then went back down cuz my ex art teacher is now teaching in the school i'm supposed to go to ... in a way an ex- school by way of supposed-to-go.
after that i looked up and he was gone. so i had to look for someone else to hang out with that i could stand. suraya had a shift at her school stall and most of the guys are egnoring me. eg. armand,adam naim (who used to be my best friend, but i guess he doesnt want to talk to me)
so i went with atiqah for a while, then on our way up to the haunted house i saw a kid who looked just like aqil's lil bro, so i gave the present to him and askerd him to give it to his bro cuz i kinnda knew i wont see much of him (despite him telling me he was going to intro me to some of his friends)
so i did bump into him some... hour later(or that was how it felt like)
i told him to look for his bro... he said his bro was at home, he showed me a pic and called aqid (his lil bro) true enpugh he was at home.... shit!!!! that was bad!
so i went in earch of the present and on the way i lost atiqah...
great so at this point i lost my former best friend's b'day present, my hang out friend and my former best friend.
so i had to search for someone else to hang out with.
endded up with suraya for a while, then her family came i scooted (no point in intruding their family together time)
by 1 i was alone, angry and depressed, so i called ash (ashileen, its a she) and told her everything, the only thing i could think of is my then friend abandoned me after saying that he wont!!! i do not expect aqil to spend 24/7 with me... that is just selfish... but to abandon me like that is just.... crude!!!! and SELFISH and THOUGHTLESS and... and IRISPONSABLE and BASTARDISH!!! i was crying into the phone with ash!!! you have no idea how alone i felt!!!!
how abandoned...how WORTHLESS, and this is not the first time!!!
even before i thought how hard it was to communicate with aqil... even after years of knowing each other!!! i realized that neighther of us know each other or have anything in common.
i have been contemplating endding the friendship a week before the carnival, but my friends talked me out of it... told me to give it another chance... i am going to yell at them when i get back to school!!!!!
and to make it worse, while i was going over to the dunk tank to dump aqil as a friend i met with the boy whom i gave the present to, i told him to take me to it and he did, i appologized and called aqil for his whereabouts... at the dunk tank i gave him the present and told him i needed to talk to him, i took a private spot and told him

m: this is the last present i'm going to give you and the last time you'll hear from me...we are no longer friends
a:ok (shruging his shoulders looking indiferent)
A:may i know why (still looking indiferent)
M:because you left me going like a school, like an idiot.....blah blah blah (i dont remember this part)
A:yeah kinnda
M:so i'm not your friend anymore
A: ok( and he went off)

i walked away thinking of wat just hapened. i turned back and called him

M: you're a prick
A: yeah okay (indiferently)

right.....i went home in a storm of anger thinking how stupid i was to this heartless asshole, while calling ash and saying the "F" word profusely as well as other exploitives.
people were starring. i couldn't give a damn.
i did cry, but they were tears of anger... i seldom cry because i'm sad. its normaly cuz i'm either really anoyed or really angry.
after the carnival i got a txt..
it was the bastard saying sorry and that he understood if i did not want to communicate further.
i asked him what exactly did he understand
he said that i was angy he abandoned me when i was running around school looking looking for his present...
i told him he did not understand anything
he said enlighten me
i said GO TO HELL
i told him that sorry meant shit in black and white.

while i was looking for the present!!!
HE DID NOT EVEN REALIZE HE ABANDONED ME WAY WAY WAY BEFORE THAT!!!!!
what i'm realy terrificly angry at is the way he responded to me when i endded the friendship.... like i meant nothing to him... not even a cent... not even less than that.
that is one thing that i will never TRUELY forgive in a long long LONG time!!!!
let me tell you what i felt... i felt worthless,stupid,betrayed,abandoned,regretful that i wasted 6 years on him and most of all, i felt ANGRY.
SO AQIL, IF YOU ARE READING THIS, I'M SORRY I CALLED YOU A BASTARD,
I SHOULD HAVE CALLED YOU A F****ING @$$HOLE!

the carnival (continued)

imagine not seeing your best friends or your friends for 2 years and 7 month and then get invited to a carnival where everyone is there... i dont know about you but i'm scared!!!
ever since i moved schools i have not seen capoeira in person... nor yaya,adam,wan,fakerie or any of them... well suraya dropped by once in a while, but other than that.nada.
now capoeira invited me to the carnival where they are all there, i'm scared cuz i'm afraid that they'll be a stranger to me,even capoiera!
i'm afraid i'll be there and watch those who were previously close to be become distant, i bet if i re-read this i'll bang my head on the door cuz of my stupidity, so note to me in the future when i read this, dont bang my/your head on a door or on anything, it's stupid.
i wonder if what i fear does happen if i'll just walk away realizing that they aren't real friends or if i'll cry like a dud. i think i'll do both, realize they are not my true friends and maybe cry or despair at the fact i have lost at least a part of me that has been there since the begining (am i being to over dramatic?). i guess maybe only time will tell. and i guess if i lose my old friends i'll at least have 5 true friends to get me by. aazraa,ashileen,nicole,dhivya,fuzzy,sucjita,hanani and alia (hey, i said at LEAST 5).
ash (ashileen,granny) says that she wants to be friends up until the point she can introduce us to her grandchildren as auntie or aunt.
on to other news, my left earplug for my i-pod is busted, the whole main casing peeled of (i guess i gotta use my mad money to buy new ones...and when i do, i guess i'll have to buy extra ear cover for the buds and stop bringing the it where ever i go (except to school).
talking about school, today we have an experiment that requires us to bring chemical stuff from home (shampoo,baby oil,soap,detergent,lip gloss, etc...) to test its pH value.
cool, now i'll be able to know how toxic or acidic my lipgloss is! hhmmm, i should have someone to bring coke.
more about school. yesterday we had this fire drill (latihan kebakaran) at school and the fire fighters came and showed us the way to extinguish fires and which hoses in the truck is to be used on what type of fires (house or car) and told us we were faster this year (of getting the hell out of the supposed-to-be-burning school) then last year, the record for last year was 12min something seconds, this year we made it 5min something seconds...
and then this fire fighter showed us how the fire hose works.... then asked us to hold it... i did (along with 10 other people) and i pulled the hose upward so we had a mini shower.
that was fun, but one thing that did not turn out right were the fire fighters (who the hell says that fire fighters were cute?)
anyway i gotta go.
ciau

oopppssss...

so get this, i'm in my classroom talking about the vampire diaries with manisha and suddenly she asks you about the ICAS english test....
if i was taking part i said no....
i took part in the new south wales english test...
apparently they are the same thing...
shit, and guess what the exam is taking place today! at 1.30 in lab 6 and 5.....
holy crap! i forgot about that!!!
i totaly forgot about the test...AND the study part!!!! i hope i dont fail!
the reason i am not studying right now is because there is no material to study... that is not in my school library. since this is an extra test and not the main one... holy holy holy mother of crappiola!
not just that i woke up this morning with my usualy sinus...but mr sinus decided to stay longer. and then i burped... in public!
i was in bank negara's library (still am actually) in one of the booths and burped... there was a lady (buisiness lady) in the booth nest to mine i'm pretty sure she heard. i have a sneaking suspicion she was already disgusted by the fact i was sneazing my nose off. so i pretended to dash for the toilet, like i was gonna puke to excuse my burp... now i think about it,is kinnda dumb.
oh well, that's life. oh yeah i was passionately reading the end of the vampire diaries book 1 and put it down when i finnished (it took all my self control not to continue with the 2nd book) i put the book down and rummaged my bag for my science homework... i got the book out and checked the index to see what i needed to do and then, i reached out for my pencil box to discover that i left it in the car...great.
oh well, i ain't gonna go all the way down for that!!! the homework ain't even overdue.
anyway i gotta jet.
buh bye.

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!

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

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.

history today

so its the 2nd week of my midterms and today is history or "sejarah" as we malaysians call it. but the orogin of the word itself is not malay (as usual). the word sejarah came from the word sajaratun... i think that is arabic...
so anyway, i personally love sejarah, but not of my country.
i'm more into the incans, the greeks, the egyptians, norse mythology and that kind of stuff i dont know everything but i am learning. about the greeks i'm interested in their mythology... did you know zeus was said to disguise himself as a wounded bird and when his future wife put the bird to her chest to warm it zeus turned to his normal self and raped her, then she married him to cover her shame... well some stories say so but others dont, its pretty cool.
then there is norse mythology (vikings) about oden and his hall, and fenrir the wolf that will bring ragnarok to life (the end of the world)
but malaysian history is pretty bleak, just a couple of man in power bringing seeking help from the british to restore or give them power, then the british takes over the country and the man in power cries and says it's not my fault. if this hapened once then at least it is understandable but this hapened 5 times. the sultan's of our country must be very dumb those days. i still dont understand why they kill those who are ritcher then them....

between mother's day and midterms

so its monday and smack in the middle of my mids and my mums.
but since i find the subject of my mum more cheerful than that of an anoying piece of paper that you would love to swear at, but would look stupid while doing so, i'll talk about my mum.
so i bought her a bracelet, the day before mum's day...so it was all rather hurried.
anyway, so i wraped it up and went down to the car, since i was supposed to wash it for 5 bucks (hey! it might be mother's day but i still need money, that bracelet was not cheap!)
what i did do after opening the car door was close it, locked it and ran up the stairs to my mum's room to say that i found something dead and bloodied on the passenger's seat.the conversation after that is as follows:-

ummi: what is it?

me:its something dead!!!

ummi:no, i mean what animal is it?

me: i dunno its to covered in blood i dont know what it is!!! you better look at it!

ummi: (in a panicked tone) how did it get there?



by this time we were half way to the car




me:how should i know?!


so she went to the car and saw what was in the seat and stopped. she looked like she just got punkd. teehee, i yelled happy mothers day and gave her a big hug, she told me that i should join drama and she is now wearing the bracelet to work...

i gave her a good shock!, damn i should have recorded it!!!!

aftermath

i just came back from redang, tanned,happy,crazy cuz i read both my books and didn't bring a third and... dry
my holiday was a funny one with not that many pictures... of the holiday nor of me.
well, not of my face anyway.
my mum (always the joker), took pictures of my bikini top part and my ass, instead of my face.
of course i did not delete it, on acount of it actually looking good, me not the bikini, but i think the bikini might have helped. what else can give the allusion of cleavace that a push up bikini?!
hehe, i went into this topic cuz i have to tell ya about this one incident. first you have to understand 2 things, the fist is that JALAN means WALK and JALANG means PROSTITUTE.

THEN i can tell you what hapened.
when i was in terrenganu, on pulau redang. you have to understand that the terrenganu people have a slang all their own, like the californian slang versus the new york slang.
so me and my mum were looking for a necklace or something to remember the holiday. we were both wearing our swimmingsuits me in my bikini and my mum in her tankini, we both wore one of those beach skirts, me with a slit and her with out... FYI i was wearing her beach skirt. i dont own one and hers was sexy. all of them. we went to lagoona beach resort's gift shop without finding anything that i particularly like so we were on our way back towards the coral redang beach resort's gift shop when midway down lagoona's beach a ball got mis kicked and landed in front of my mum and i. the guy who took it hapened to be the same guy out of the three guys who were our guide the day before when we used one of our three free snorkling trips.
so he said "kau hang buat apo?"
"tengoh menjalang eh"

my mum said cooly that we "berjalan" not "menjalang"
the poor guy turned around and ran off without knowing what he did wrong.
after that particular obstacle there were acouple of man monkeys staring at us (at ME says my mum) i am talkin' bout the monkeys who can talk, not the ooh ooh ahh ahh monkeys.
i just egnored them, as usual. so then after stoping at the gift shop on coral redang, we went towards my grandma. i told my mum not to tell my grandma. she did not listen. so we endded up with trying to explain to her the meaning of the joke and that it was a joke. not to mention putting up with the repeat of the samer joke throughout the entire holiday. my grandad got it but thought that i took the guy seriously.
seriously, sometimes i think that i have an adams family, i go so far as to sing their theme song once things get weird...er
from a first glance, our family, when together never looked weirder.
my grandad looks arab, my grandmum looks like an orang putih...ot sure a brit or merican, my mum who looks chinese, me who looks punjabi, my uncle (who is in england with his family) who looks typical malay along with his wife and children, my aunt haley cik who looks chindian and her husband who looks chinese and is partly, their children my cousins who look chinese, then there is my weird aunt haley, who is the youngest and the oddball of the family who looks chindian.
there is a joke about my family made by me that describes certain things about them

my grandad (tok)-you know when he is around when you hear his err.... diplomatic laugh, and he only laughs like that when talking to a non-member of the family.

my grandma (babah)-she can pass as an orang putih, even with his tudung... until she opens her mouth, then you will know she is malay.

my mum (ummi)-she might look at you in a far away expresion and smile sheepishly and you might think she like likes you, when in fact she might actualy be thinking about fermat's egnima.

me (mia,mira,yom)- when i say i want to read in peace, it means i'm going to the toilet to read.

my uncle (walit)- he wore pink tight pants when he was a teen, we were lucky he married

my aunt in-law (aunty husna,ibu nana)-no joke. cept mayb that she looks sweet but has a mean temper once egravated, mostly by her children.

my cousin(haikal)-he put my panau cream on his face thinking it was like the mosturizer that his mum wears.

my cousin (haziqah)-like all the woman in our family, she is a pain in her brothers ass.

my aunt (haleycik)-to blunt to be true...sometimes.but she can be nice and funny when in the right mood, namely not in the morning or when her children aren't acting like monkeys.

my uncle in-law(uncle wayne)-he is so thought full that sometimes he losses track of his children.he is very smart but can be a bit silly sometimes.

my cousin(yaya)- she is the girliest of the bunch of us.she is afraid of the dark and almost scratched my eyeballs out when i said 'cat woman' one night when she forced me to watch this stupid movie instead of cat woman.

my cousin(haidan)-when i come to his house he will run to me and hung me from beking while his sister hugs me on my front. the funny thing is that he is as tall as my waist, so when he hugs me from behind and screams, his face is actualy in my ass.

my cousin(madihah,baby)-she once slapped my grandad and she constantly bullies her older brother.

my aunt (haley)- she is sorta weird, she likes to do things her own way, which is not often the easiest,and refuses to change herself or do anything the easy way if it is not her own,she is paranoi.

you might not think this particularly funny but i bet whe you see and meet them you will agree with me.

anyway ciau!