Dream and Pride

The Plot Finally Thickens

2011-02-27T19:12:00.012+08:00

Form 3 has gotten slightly more interesting, though its still insanely boring.

I've been questioning the reasons for my boredom lately. I think I have come to a conclusion. Of course though, I'm not going to bother writing it down.

Last thursday was fun. I'm not sure why, but it was a ridiculuously long day. Let's see what I wrote down:

-waking up at 4 in the morning

-Public Speaking right after assembly

-The nightmare I had during Geo class (This may imply that I was sleeping, but I wasn't. It was simply a bad experience during Geo)

-The farewell party for Hasif, running around, getting pizza, hiding pizza, paying pizza man. And getting soaked in coke.

-Wet socks

-Keeping a promise to a person I barely knew, no matter how much I didn't want to.

-Figuring out Emily's puzzle with Shas.

-Talking to a good friend after a long time.

Here are some pictures to make the blog less wordy:

I miss:

Jin

Claire

Charlene

ALim

My dignity (But I do believe that was gone by the first picture)

Life Thus Far

2011-01-20T21:55:00.009+08:00

Form 3 is terribly boring and routine.

After going through the stressful tedious (but somewhat enjoyable) hell I call Form 2, Form 3 is pretty dull and mundane. The teacher's are nice, some of the subjects are somewhat interesting and the people are ok, but its just...... too boring.

There's nothing much looking forward to. Maybe it just the fact that I'm growing older, and things I usually found to be fun and challenging have become routine and dull. It is a lot easier to survive in Form 3 though. I find that I have more time to do other stuff, and school itself isn't very stressful.

I guess I should reflect on 2010 now.

Form 2 was awesome. It was tough and stressful, but worth every single moment.
Here's a list of all the memorable moments from the top of my head:

The first day of school
Interviewing the new probates, then having to pick each one of them after lengthy discussion with my board.
Marching for Sport's Day (and getting fourth)
Running for Sport's Day (and getting third)

Having trainings with the SL's and ASL's every friday.

Praying in front of the entire afternoon session under command of Pn. Chia, on the same day we did a sketch with our classmates for the afternoon session.

Division Camp (this one needs sub-categories)-
Getting totally screwed before a few days before camp
Having people sing Happy Birthday to me 4 times throughout the 3 days (it gets really annoying after a while)

And the best- going for 2 shifts of night duty on the second night, having my partner Kar Keong fall asleep during duty, and being the only one besides Grace Lim (who was working on a slideshow) to be awake. Scaring away a mean black cat who tried to tear up a trash bag filled of god-knows-what. And better yet- surviving the rest of the day without collapsing of exhaustion.

Having to collect tonnes and tonnes of payments (uniform payments, button payments etc.), having sl's pass me hundreds of dollars with torn pieces of paper and scribbles of detail on them. Having to double-check and organise everything over and over and over again. Having to walk to Manoj's house and count all the money. Kar Keong handing me his money in a torn sheet of test paper. And doing all that during exams, while all my friends were busy studying.

The Broga Hill hike, then coming back and finding out we have to get our Comsquad team ready.
The first aid exam, going to Alim's house to 'study first aid', going to Sue Hwa's house to 'study first aid' and after the first aid crash course.
Having crash courses for the recruits, and having to organise those crash course with our fellow form 2's, coming in for 3 days straight in the morning to teach them.

Teacher's day, learning to play the guitar in a day. (for Use Somebody by Paramore)
Installation, staying over at my aunty's house and practicing on Chip's guitar for our prefect board's performance (We performed Time of Your Life by Greenday). Not to mention the last minute switches when we found out the form 3's were performing the same song as us (Waka Waka), and trying to do a last minute switch to Lady Gaga's Bad Romance (which was hilarious). Practicing the guitar with Elson and Xi at the staircases past 2 Anggerik. Having Emily do a speech just before our performance which no one expected. Missing half of our classes that day while we waited for the caterer to come and take away the tables the prefect board ordered.
Seeing the form 1's in their new uni.

Integration Camp, sleeping in a tent with Woon Seng, Emir, Adam, Elson and Heeran. Woon Seng talking a lot of crap.

Going for dozens of duties.

-Futsal duty for 7 hours with ALim, KK, Shawn and Tuan Manimaran (and getting to post the notice on the board, having my form 2 peers stalk me while waiting for the notice to be up)

-Going for the LKSA duty by myself, having both my mum and Manoj text me at the same time to ask if I'm ok. Having to spend 10 1/2 hours with 2 cadets from Kepong and Sir Subra, and pretty much being all by myself. Drinking tonnes of water, and being burned to death by the sun on the highway.

- National Prayer day from 6 till 11 at night. Going in a transport with totally random St John adult members. Some guy with bad english talking to me throughout the duty, and the really loud booming music playing throughout.

- Raising funds for the state with Elson and Sue from 6 till 11 (again). Meeting this really nice state officer who still recognized me at the KSTU Charity Dinner (hey, its you! From the fundraising event)

-The blood drive duties, our Division blood drive and the DU/Seaport blood drive.

-The Kiwanis duty (11-4) with KK and Elson. Guava girl, and KK's sick quotes:
*You just missed the chance to see 2 hot chicks!
* I'm getting horny lately
* She's got a healthy shape
* I'm only interested in her physically
* And my favourite-
"Kar Keong this is your time to shine!"
"Shine my @$$"

-The Bu4 cantin duty with KK, Justyn and Sue.

St John enrollment and step-up step-down ceremony. I miss the B.O.D of 09/10...

The IT Presentations I had to do- The powerpoint prestentation about Google and my website presentation, also about Google.

The classroom debates we had, 2 BM debates and 2 English debates.

Getting introduced to the debate club.

Having to do a speech in front of the school together with Emily and Luqman (and only remembering that I had to do it on the day itself, and this being one day before the July exams)

Realizing that I lost any faith in religion.

Going around DU and TTDI with the f4's passing out flyers everywhere for our division's blood drive, going with Guo on the first day and Justyn on the second. Being dead tired.

Going for Amanda Irdina's birthday party.

Then going for our division's blood drive the next day.

Discussing with my prefect board who to pick for the prefect board next year, going through all the voting processes and debating who's better, and Cik Ahni overhearing and commenting how 'matured' we are.

The tonnes and tonnes of spot-checks we had to do, getting called out of class mid-exam to do a spot-check during our finals.

Stepping down.

The UiTM IV debate with David, and nearly breaking.

Meeting up with Jin And Claire at 1U.

State camp!

Dedicating hours to comsquad, putting our sweat, blood and tears into training, most of the time by ourselves.

Winning comsquad.

And lastly, Orientation day.

That's basically a summary of 2010 for me. I doubt any of you will be able to understand everything I wrote. For me, its just a way of keeping track of all the things I've done and experienced last year. It's amazing to see how the year went by just like that.....

Good times

2010-12-10T00:27:00.036+08:00

The 'trusty sidekicks' The only decent pic I have with them.

All the others have Xi Shern in it. That boy ahhh......

Disclaimer: Most of the pictures here are taken from Facebook, from Aziza and Vidhyah's albums mainly. Taken without permission of course, but really, who reads my blog?

Step-down ceremony was exhausting. But before we go there, a bit of background might help.

I foolishly began the week thinking that everything would be easy-going. In a sense, it was the last week of school and there wasn't much left to do. From what we knew, the ceremony would be next week and we had pretty much had everything planned.

Then we went to school on Monday and teacher told us to do it this week Friday.

Well, no problems. We had it all covered. But then....

Come Tuesday, teacher decided to bring it forward to Thursday. Oh well.

Monday was hectic. If I remember correctly, we had to help out Grace with the state camp stuff, giving/collecting forms. It was tiring and tedious. Thank goodness for Chip and Elson, who helped out a lot. By Wednesday, we had finished preparing for our ceremony, more or less.

Thursday was the best. And the most tiring too.

I woke up in the morning and scribbled a few words on paper for my 'speech'. Probably a smart move, everything was in point form. Went to school as usual, stressed unnecesarily over the ceremony and lugged around an annoying file.

Pictured: Annoying file

Well, the actual file was a ring file with the guide to being the 'best KP ever' written for Joy. The one above is the thick annoying St. John file which was stuffed with camp registration forms, knowledge of the order papers and other St John-like stuff.

I digress. Anyway, it so happens that our ceremony was one the same day that En. Sivam decided to have the multimedia presentation. I was talking to my prefects and organizing for the ceremony during assembly, outside the hall, when....

Me: *Lecture blah blah blah Lecture* Don't do stupid things blah blah go up stage like this blah blah blah.....

Voice in Background: Sekarang, dipersilakan saudara Aaron Luke untuk memberi persembahannya.

Which caught me off guard. I didn't even bother to prepare for any multimedia presentations. And I didn't even remember what I was supposed to talk about till I walked upstage and caught a glimpse of the project I did a few months back, which was about Google. And that was the most impromptu speech/presentation the entire year.

After finishing, Adris and Syahana kept on pestering me over and over again, the form 4 prefects paid us a visit and I worked on squeezing a few more words out of the point-form speech I had written.

At the end of the day, it went quite smoothly. The speech was survivable. After speeches, Pn. Chia gave the prefects their certificates. The fun began when she began hugging everyone.

I think Xi Shern's enjoying it .

The picture is like this, I'm too lazy to fix it. Just bend your neck sideways.

Then the new board was revealed, we lazed around in the hall till 3.oo p.m. plus while Pn. Chia talked to us. Then we had our prefect mini-party where basically, we ate. In the end, there was quite a lot of food left, even with the teachers coming to eat too, so we ended up inviting all the students we could find to come help finish.

Hang in there

A pretty decent day.

I would rate this year a good year. We had a decent bunch of prefects, we didn't fight, and we survived.

All in all, I'm proud of my prefect board.

I think I named this picture when saving it: the heads + crazy man.

Or maybe it was in Malay.

Like, 'pokok besar tambah orang gila'.

The hols again

2010-12-10T00:05:00.007+08:00

So true, even if its slightly more poetic than my liking.

From part 1 to part 2 in 2 years or so, part 2 for reasons 3, 4 and 5, then part 3 where I annoyed all my peers, then part 4 which is now.

Thank god that's over.

The hols are far more hectic than I could have imagined. The worst part though, is that the hecticness is all clumped together. State camp is coming up next week, something to look forward to. The week after that will be the Annual First Aid and Foot Drill Competition. Then there are debates to worry about this Saturday....

A few things I hopefully plan to blog over the holidays (think of it as a record of the things I've done this year)

-The camps, Division camp '10 and Integration camp.

-The prefect side: Step-up step-down ceremony, and not to forget teacher's day and Installation, where we totally messed up our performances and started improvising like mad.

- The debate side, the UiTM IV Tournament David and I went for a few weeks back.

- The St. John side, state camp, Com Squad, and maybe some interesting duties.

Nah, I'm just kidding. Even if I had the time, I wouldn't bring myself to blog that much. Well, I do have the time. I'd just rather spend it on other things. Which is why I can't bring myself to blog that much.

Well, I have the rest of the night to blog, so I might as well finish up some posts......

The hols

2010-09-16T20:05:00.004+08:00

Holidays are boring. So boring in fact, that there's nothing particularly interesting to blog about.

I wrote that last year. This year is a lot different. My entire holidays have been packed with tonnes of things to do (though at times when there's nothing to do, it does get boring). Hmm, let me recap my holidays so far:

The first few days were nothing spectacular. Lazed around the house, read up a few interesting articles on Wikipedia, experimented with a few programs in the computer (ever wondered how they get the chipmunk version of a song?) and basically passed the time.

By Wednesday it got interesting. Our Division had a blood drive last Sunday, but before that we had to go around spreading the message. And the best way to do that is to stuff flyers in people's mailboxes. Around 9 in the morning, we gathered to go out and spread the flyers. Guo Shun and I were the only form 2's there, sadly. The rest were the form 4's.

Around 11 we embarked on our gruelling journey, stuffing flyers in mailboxes. Sophie and Siew Hui had to leave, so that left, if I'm correct: the two pitiful form 2 representatives, Grace and Grace, Isaac, Xue Er, Huey Ni and Daniel. I'll skip the details, it was a tedious job putting those flimsy, easy-to-bend (and get wet) flyers in people's mailboxes. Some people have weird mailboxes. We covered the DK area and part of DU.

The next day was the pretty much the same. We came earlier than before and a few people from yesterday couldn't make it, one of them being Guo Shun (dang). This time Justyn came to help out.

It was way more tedious than the day before. We covered the rest of the DU area and went over to TTDI, stopping by a petrol station on the way, where we ate our breakfast 'like homeless people' at the back of the store. I bought Oreo's! And chewing gum, which proved to be very useful when you're half dead from your lack of sleep.

It was long trip, with a lot experiences and things to say.
- Justyn owes me 10 bucks
- When you're dead tired, you act stupid. This applied to everyone in our group
- The dogs in TTDI are bigger than the ones in DU and DK. I wonder why.
- If you want to avoid unwanted flyers from innocent young people who are out spreading a noble message, get a big dog and short gate. Possible, hang the mailbox on the gate. If the spaces in the gates are especially large, consider that a bonus.

-When doing a tedious task, you may forget that you've been chewing the same piece of gum for 2 hours straight.
- Don't say the above message to people while chewing gum. It makes you look very disgusting.
- Nobody opens their mailboxes.

We ended the entire trip at a petrol station in TTDI, half dead and our legs aching. It was a painful journey, but worth it.

Oh well, I'm too lazy to continue. I'll continue later.

Happy Malaysia Day.

Procrastination in Action

2010-06-16T21:28:00.005+08:00

"The Hobbits of Aluray will try to counsel you, tell you to shut up and sing 'Work It Out' while dancing and blocking the way when you feel like beating your ex-best friend up."

I find that hilariously random.

I found this one while looking at the Wikipedia page for SMKDJ a while back. (I think I was procrastinating my Sejarah Project) I saw it at the principals section and thought it was too good to just leave it there just like that. So I saved it on Microsoft Word.

(01/01/2007 to present)
Datin Proton Wira Hjh Norizan Bt Kancil.

No contributions as of yet (besides training the students stamina and endurance by lengthening the assembly time)

I have no idea who on earth is their current principal, but I find that description of her somewhat funny. Speaking of DJ, I remember En. Azwie gave us an essay to do, something about complaining to the school 's principal about the terrible conditions of the school canteen. Guess which school I chose to write to?

A random fact, I divide my Microsoft Documents into 6 categories:

Essays
Stories (Most Treasured)
School Work (Least Favourite Category)
Prefect Stuff
St. John Stuff
Other Random Stuff (Favourite Category)

Of the 6, Random stuff is my favourite, yet it only contains 3 documents.
-A document containing that description of the DJ principal I just spoke about.
-A list of things I've done.
-A list of people I knew/know.

Pretty fun huh? Too bad, you'll never see the contents of the 2 and 3 documents. Though, both are pretty much useless. Except the third one. Maybe. My mother always said to have a list of people you know, because one day when you're old, and you're trying to remember certain people, it can get really frustrating. If you're reading this mum, Advice Taken (for once).

I Think I Won't Sleep Today.

Anyway, as you can see, I'm updating my blog. The list of links at the side (Titled Leave!) has been shortened. Since the only reason I actually have those links are to read the contents of that blog...... having tonnes of dead links pretty much makes it tedious.

I've put a music playlist back on the blog, but since I find it annoying whenever I go to someone's blog and there's music blaring in the background, ruining the other songs I'm currently listening to, I've decided to take off the autoplay on it. (As much as I would like to ruin other people listening to their own music). Therefore, you shall have to play it on your own free will. Consider it an update of the current music I'm listening too.

I've been going through my old unpublished posts. My favourite is the one talking about DU Divison Camp 2009. Best part, I titled it '3 funnest days of my life'. Best-est part, I still agree.

For some reason, I tend to talk about my daily life a lot on this blog. I was kind of hoping some mind-blowing realization would occur as I typed those words, therefore lengthening this post, but nothing happened. Oh well.

That's pretty much it.
Till next time, (i.e 2 months from now)
-I

Again?

2010-05-16T19:25:00.002+08:00

Funny. I realized every time around May 14th, I'm sick. And manage to hurt myself somehow. The joy.

First-Aid Duties can be boring, but at least you meet new people.

First-Aid Duties where there aren't any causalties are insanely boring.

First-Aid Duties where there aren't any casualties, no friends are insanely boring with extra emphasis on the words insanely and boring.

First-Aid Duties where you walk around under the blazing sun are torturous.

.......but at least you get to meet new people.

Amazing Experiences

2010-03-21T16:27:00.014+08:00

Brian Teoh:

You know, there's one thing I don't like, and that's people who don't believe in God at all.

I have this friend who is an atheist, and I asked him what will happen to him when he dies. He said "I'll become fertilizer for trees". (Lame-er*)

So I said, while I'm in heaven, you'll be a tree. Then one day this guy is going to come to you with an axe, cut you down, drag you accross the mud, bring you to a printing factory.

...........and print the Holy Bible on you!

*Lame-er is my brother's speak for someone who's lame. Like the word 'gamer', used to describe someone who plays a game.

The holidays are gone and I haven't done a single thing productive. In fact, I'm trying to delay any productivity by doing this blog post.

My entire holiday can be summed up in a few words in point form:

-Strive to fulfill basic needs (e.g. water, food, oxygen)
-Play piano
-Read
-Sleep (Though this may come under the basic need section)

And honestly, that's pretty much it, excluding Monday and Tuesday where we went to a friend's house to "study first aid". First aid had never been that fun before.

Sport's Day Marcher 2010 (and others)

Looking at this picture, you would most probably see smiling, happy faces (and in the second, everyone with their mouths open)

But after a careful look, you'll notice something extremely disturbing (or at the very least, for me): Jun Ken has the exact look in both pictures. Like, how does he do that?

For the sake of it, the two pictures were taken from Sofea's blog, which were ultimately taken from Facebook. Therefore I clear my mind of any guilt.

Sport's Day was fun. The very fact that we won something made it awesome by itself. Zhan Meng jumping on my back shouting "We Won!!!!!", the billions of hugs and high fives won't be forgotten. Neither will the aching legs, standing there waiting as the other uniformed bodies do their formation, nor the sweat and energy everyone put inside to make it a success.

The MG2IH/ManojGraceTanGraceLingIsaacHormat. Thank goodness they gave it a acronym. 10 years from now, it would be something like:

The MG2IDAQDFJFROFLOLSFH. Then some guy would be like:

"So what does is stand for?"

"I don't know. We lost count years ago."

As you can see, I'm a bit out of line......... Not to mention the rather embarrasing screw up halfway through the formation where I nearly tripped on my shoelaces. I was happily opening up the 'spider' when suddenly, I stepped on my shoelaces, staggered like some drunken guy to the side, then continued. Sir Subra was staring at me, chanelling the:"If only that boy didn't mess up...." look. =/ "Lean" .........

Comsquad. Awesome people.

Aris, Kennedy, Zhan Meng, Heeran and I. Our last task: foot drill.

One heck of an experience.

"Hello, is this Carla?"

2010-03-16T23:03:00.001+08:00

Funny.

2010-02-19T13:36:00.000+08:00

It's amazing. When you look at something realistically, it becomes a lot easier.

I hate putting titles on a post, it makes it so limited

2010-02-19T11:48:00.004+08:00

Well, this will be the first post in a long time. So far, I have tonnes of post of which I'm lazy to complete and post. Oh well.

Highlights :

1) Comsquad

The best experience of last year, no doubt. It was hard at times, but I learnt a lot and met new people.

2) State camp

Torture for the first few days, but it was fun in the end anyway.

And now.....

Sport's Day March Past

Its an interesting experience. Its fun to march in the team, everything is really really sychronized and the formation 'cool' (I have trouble using that word).
The people are nice. Calvin and Isaac are always breaking out into some kind of dance while in baris whenever Grace is busy correcting something. Its hard not to laugh. It can be challenging though, having to memorise all the steps (I keep on mixing up 7 steps with 9 steps). And going to practice while sick is just......sucky. But that's over.

Life is busy, even in the holidays. So many things to do, so little time.

The afternoon session prefect board is awesome. Everyone is like family here, except without the arguing and fights.

St John has become a lot more fun, especially with the form 1's. Some of them really amaze me, and its only the second month. The form 2's are cooperative, regardless of post. Practicing with them during marching meetings is something to look forward to (even if its marching. Tiring, sweaty marching)

And that sums up my life so far this year.

Aaron's vocabulary

Consist primarily of the words:

'Awesome'
'Fun'
'Nice'
'Experience'
'Anyway'
'Well,'

Adam's party was awesome, just saying.

If I Had The Time and Willpower to Blog, This Post Would Be A Lot Longer

2009-12-13T22:46:00.002+08:00

Today, I cooked food.*

Maggi Mee is not counted

2009-11-23T22:18:00.009+08:00

As a conclusion, giving up Manglish for good is futile. However, learning when to use it and when not to is not an impossible feat. We must learn to discipline ourselves at times as to make sure we speak proper English, the language the majority of all English speakers can comprehend.

That is an excerpt from a short article (?) I wrote on Malaysian English. It's something different than what I usually write. That's why of all the essays and articles I wrote this year for some purpose or another, this is my favourite. Credits to Elson for the topic.

My brother came back from Australia a while back. He's a lot different than before. He told my mum and I that the best way to prevent unwanted hair fall is to shave your head.

My brother a while back

My brother after his new realization

He told us that while we were buying shampoo at Tesco today. His hair has grown back, so he wasn't left out.

The first picture was the only proper picture of him available before his new 'hairstlye'. Don't ask me why his eyes aren't open. I don't know either. He would murder me if he saw the first picture.

Yup. That's all

For all you people who congratulated me, thanks, I appreciate it. Though really, looking at it in one way, its not an award, its a job. Quote : "Right now you would be all happy and excited, but next year...". And that's what makes me more nervous/worried than happy. Wish me luck, anyways.

Good luck for SPM

2009-11-19T16:31:00.001+08:00

Though really, anyone taking SPM wouldn't be reading this at this point of time.

Yes, that's my father

2009-11-18T23:10:00.003+08:00

This is a random story

I remember my father telling me a true story.

Before I tell you the story, let me introduce the characters.

Aunty Jane (not her real name)
Pa (not his real name either)

Aunty Jane is my extremely talkative aunt. Pa is my father (yes, I call him that)

My aunt lives somewhere oversees (far away), so whenever she calls, it usually an unearthly hour at night for us here in Malaysia.

One day, my aunt called our house. Since my mum was asleep, my father picked up the phone. My aunt started talking to him. And just kept on talking and talking and talking without stopping. After awhile, my father needed to go to the bathroom. However, he couldn't manage to stop her. So he put the phone aside and went to the bathroom quickly.

When he came back, she was still talking normally.

On another occasion, she called late at night and my father was half asleep. While talking to her, he dozed off. He awoke to find his sister-in-law still talking on and on.

Maybe you find this to be fake, but then again, if you talked to my aunt, you would never doubt that it's true.

Time flies

2009-11-13T21:04:00.004+08:00

Today was awesome. After 3 crappy weeks of crappy problems, finally, a good day.

I wrote the above line on Friday, the last day of school. But then I got lazy and stopped blogging.

Anyway, remembering why the day was awesome......

Well it wasn't the fact that is was the last day of school. I will miss form 1. Met nice people, got involved in things I like doing, didn't have any major mess ups.

Anyway, it was an awesome day because of three awesome (unexpected) people who were kind enough to help me. Just that simple act made my day many times better. Thanks, Xin Jing, Yi Rou and Aziza.

Then the day became even more awesome-er when I recieved the 2nd place medal for Chess in the hall. Xin Yen got first (she totally beat the living daylights out of me. No one stood a chance. She's way too good for any of us.) and Naeem got 3rd.

After that, we had reccess. The day grew awesomer-ish, Shaan was kind enough to give me a pack of Twinkies (or is it Twinkles?). Shared it with Sue, Alim, Xin Yen, Preveena and Jac who happened to be nearby when I opened it. I remember, when I was about to give Sue her share, Preveena had taken her second helping and I noticed the pack was empty. Just as I was about to ask her not to eat it, she ate it. The timing of it made me laugh.

Afterwards, there was no duty, so I wandered around the school with Alim and Sue for awhile. They insisted on taking pictures, so we did. Unfortunately, no samples here. Yet. (They say a picture says a thousand words. I'm pretty sure I can do a thousand words. Maybe later)

Once reccess was over, we went to the hall.

Shonia: Thank God you're here! Go arrange chairs (well, she didn't say those exact words, but these were the words that were interprated by my brain)
Luke: ???

We carried the benches to the back.

Another awesome part of the day: As I was struggling to carry a bench by myself, a random form 2 guy named Wy Keat (I remember) offered to help me carry the bench. Y'know, all these small things make me happy. Thanks dude. He didn't even have to, but he did.

After all the struggles of moving chairs and benches, the 'majlis' for the retiring teachers began.

I can't honestly say I will miss the two teachers retiring, since I do not really know them.

But the performances were awesome. 2 Teratai's and 1 Kenanga's performance is a personal favourite. All of the performances were overall awesome. Tong Hua was nice, and Soo Ling's solo performance was amazing as usual. There were many more, all of them nice.

To sum it up, the day was awesomely awesome. Will never forget it.

For the sake of repetition: AWESOME

Freedom

2009-11-08T22:16:00.005+08:00

This would be my 48th post. Frankly, I'm just not the kind of guy who blogs frequently.

I guess one of the reasons I actually keep this blog is for a sort of diary where I could look back when I'm older. Like, when I'm an old grandpa, I could tell my grandkids:

"You know, when I was your age, I used to have this crappy redundant blog I never really updated properly. Looking back though, it reminded me of all the things I did when I was young. Now if only it could tell me where I put my glasses...."

To which the kid replies : "What's a blog?"

Of course, this would never happen. By the time I'm that old, the world would have most probably come to a catastrophic end. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Anyway, its that time of the year again. The time to reflect on all the things that have happened and decide whether I could consider it a good year.*1 Then again, its barely December yet. I'll put the reflecting on hold.

At this point of time, I am listening to Octavarium by Dream Theater. Dream Theater isn't on the top of my list of Favourite Bands, but Octavarium is something worth listening to. By the way, it's 24 minutes long. I don't really bother listening past the 13th minute though. Go listen to the first thirteen minutes.

Yup that's all.

*1 No, it's not that time of the year to wash my socks....

The difference

2009-10-07T14:02:00.006+08:00

Since there are people buggin me to update this blog, I shall, even though it has been updated a week ago (or has it?)

Here's a story I read when I was young (younger than this at least). It's one of those stories with those kind of morals. I can't remember it much, so I've edited it. A lot.
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A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far-far away, there lived a king. Let's call him Ali. King Ali had this very trusted advisor who was named Abu. One day, King Ali and Abu were on a boat going to this island. On the boat, there were 4 'workers'*1 who had to row the boat.

On the way to the island, Ali and Abu fell asleep. While asleep, the workers began complaining to each other.

"You see those two fatso's sleeping! We here have to work so hard while those lazy bums get to doze off!"

"Yah lah! This isn't fair wan! How come they get to relax while we have to work!? What makes them better than us?"

Unknown to them, King Ali wasn't really sleeping. He had heard all that they had said, and so decided to teach them a lesson the next day.

When the group had reached the island, it was late at night, so they decided to set out camp. Everyone slept, including the workers. Early in the morning (like, really really early), the king awoke. He then proceeded to wake up his 4 workers, asking them to go out for a walk with him. The workers complied and followed. The king's advisor, Abu, remained asleep.

While walking, the king started talking to his workers about this really special dog which was famed for saving people etc. The dog (let's call it Lassie) was vacationing on the island. The king asked his workers to run off, find the dog and tell him what breed was it.

And so the workers ran off, found the dog and its owner and returned the king.

"So did you find out what breed is it?" The king asked.
"Yah, it's a Mongrel" One of the workers replied.

"Ok, good. Do you know what colour it is?"
"Uh, no. Let us go and check." So they ran off to find the dog.

They returned a while later, panting and tired.

"Did you find out?" The king asked,
"It's white in colour with brown spots" One of the workers replied.

"You know, I heard this Lassie dog has puppies. Do you know how many puppies it has?"
"Lemme go and check." And they ran off again.

A while later, the four workers returned, exhausted.

"So?"
"It has 5 puppies..."

"What colour are they?"

At this point the workers nearly keeled over and died.

"Nak pengsan sudah...." one of the workers whispered to another.

The workers ran off again, then came back.

"3 of the puppies are white with brown spots, like it's mother. 2 of them are just brown."

"Ok, good work. That is enough. Now, let me show you something." The king said. They returned to camp where the advisor was still sleeping. The king woke up the advisor and asked him to follow them for a walk.

"You know, Abu, there's this really special dog on the island today. Can you find it and tell me what breed it is?"

And so Abu ran off. He returned a while later. He brought the dog and its litter.

"Just in case....."

So the moral of the story is....Well I don't know. You go and find it yourself. I didn't actually expect you to read any of it anyway.

*1 I do believe the correct term is 'hamba'

It has come alive

2009-09-25T18:58:00.010+08:00

At last, the lazy blogger has come back to his job of blogging. (I wouldn't have done this, unless that guy/girl named some1 asked me to. Thanks, unknown person.)

Holidays are boring. So boring in fact, that there's nothing particularly interesting to blog about.

Well let me tell of the things before the holidays.

First, there's public speaking. It was meant to be a "competition" but it wasn't. It was a mock competition to see whether there were any potential public speakers for training. Everyone expected a good turn-out rate. However, by everyone I meant by Pn. Tan, Alim and I together with the three other participants from Teratai, Brian, Lu Zhong and Niesha.

Looking at the fact that there was so little people participating, and the fact that some had stage fright (Which makes me come to the question: Is that possible with only five people watching you?), and the fact that it was impromptu, I have a feeling Alim and I are getting in. Especially Alim (The Professional).

Anyway, here's something interesting I read,

Concepts such as yin and yang argue that evil and good are complementary opposites within a greater whole. If one disappears, the other must disappear as well, leaving emptiness.

Compassion, a valuable virtue, can only exist if there is suffering. Bravery only exists if we sometimes face danger. Self-sacrifice is another great good, but can only exist if there is inter-dependence, if some people find themselves in situations where they need help from others.

Stupidity

2009-07-27T22:21:00.003+08:00

Accident Report

This one needs an introduction, so you won't be lost at the beginning. This man was in an accident at work, so he filled out an insurance claim. The insurance company contacted him and asked for more information. This was his response:

"I am writing in response to your request for additional information, for block number 3 of the accident reporting form. I put 'poor planning' as the cause of my accident. You said in your letter that I should explain more fully and I trust the following detail will be sufficient.

I am an amateur radio operator and on the day of the accident, I was working alone on the top section of my new 80-foot tower. When I had completed my work, I discovered that I had, over the course of several trips up the tower, brought up about 300 pounds of tools and spare hardware. Rather than carry the now unneeded tools and material down by hand, I decided to lower the items down in a small barrel by using the pulley attached to the gin pole at the top of the tower.

Securing the rope at ground level, I went to the top of the tower and loaded the tools and material into the barrel. Then I went back to the ground and untied the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow decent of the 300 pounds of tools."

"You will note in block number 11 of the accident reporting form that I weigh only 155 pounds. Due to my surprise of being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rather rapid rate of speed up the side of the tower. In the vicinity of the 40-foot level, I met the barrel coming down. This explains my fractured skull and broken collarbone.

Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley. Fortunately, by this time, I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold onto the rope in spite of my pain. At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of tools hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel."

"Devoid of the weight of the tools, the barrel now weighed approximately 20 pounds. I refer you again to my weight in block number 11. As you might imagine, I began a rapid descent down the side of the tower. In the vicinity of the 40-foot level, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, and the lacerations of my legs and lower body.

The encounter with the barrel slowed me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell onto the pile of tools and, fortunately, only three vertebrae were cracked. I am sorry to report, however, that as I lay there on the tools, in pain, unable to stand and watching the empty barrel 80 feet above me, I again lost my presence of mind. I let go of the rope..."

This one's a fake, but you have to admire the creativity of the guy who created it.

=(

2009-07-07T21:18:00.016+08:00

Crikey!

This one reminds me of that Aussie dude that goes "Crikey!" for some reason.
Good ol' Josef. (This is not meant to be sarcastic, take it seriously. He's a nice guy, just very annoying)

Now, here is a question you may have heard. Don't continue reading if you do not like to think.

Let's say you're on this game show. In this game show, you are offered the chance to win a car.

But, all is not simple. The car is hidden behind one of three doors and you are to guess which door contains the car. One door contains that luxurious dream Ferrari/Lamborghini/Mercedes/whatevermakesyouhappycar you've always wanted while the two other doors contain Goats. Yes, Live stinking dirty goats which you would not want.

So you choose one door. The game show host does not open the door you have chosen just yet. Instead, he makes you wait in agony as he opens another door, to show a goat. Then he gives you one last chance. You could stick with your first choice, or you could swap and choose the last available door.

(Door 1#) Your first choice

(Door 2#) The Door revealed to have a goat

(Door 3#) The last remaining door

Now, using pure maths with no luck whatsoever involved in the equation, which choice would give you the best chance of winning a car?

1) Sticking with your first choice?

2) Swaping to the last door?

3) Or does it really make no difference?

4) (Bonus option) Punch the game show host in the face?

Just drop your answer in the chatbox. If you have the uncontrollable urge to explain in detail your chosen answer, you may do so by leaving a comment on this post.

....And no saying that you'd rather have a goat.........

*By the way, this is actually a very famous question. It has its own name, but I won't reveal yet, because I know some would just google it and find the answer. Think! Picture of Josef acting like/resembling Steve Irwin taken/stolen from ALim's blog.

Nice one

2009-07-03T20:41:00.007+08:00

....and so we went to the library that day and managed to delay having to 'membentang' our project, for it was library week.

And there was this murder scene (fake of course, but you never know) and we were given clues.

And the smart one, Adrian Tan, rhetorically asked the librarian

"Oh, do we get to take finger prints?"

To which the librarian replied:

"Malaysian forensics, what do you think?"

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That is so-ooooo-ooo true.

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Encik Sivam, encouraging students to use Disk Defragmenter.

"At home, close you door and make sure no one is around and there is no sound. Defragment your disk and you can hear your computer softly saying "Thank you, I love you""

Quotes

2009-06-14T17:55:00.003+08:00

Here are a few quotes you may find amusing.
Taken from www.amusingquotes.com (You wouldn't think I thought of the word amusing myself, did you?)

On Stupidity

A Minneapolis company has come out with a credit card size shotgun that fits in your wallet. The inventor says he invented it to give people a sense of security. Oh yeah, what makes you feel more secure than sitting on shotgun? Now how does this work? What's the first thing a thief steals? Your wallet, oh, now he's got your gun too!
-- Jay Leno

The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits
-- Albert Einstein

On Pessimism

A pessimist is a man who looks both ways before crossing a one-way street.
-- Laurence J Peter

On Lying

"There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics."
-- Mark Twain

Let's Talk Music

2009-06-11T14:07:00.003+08:00

I'm doing something unusual.
I'm blogging for the second day in a row!

First, look to the right on this webpage.
Go down a bit.
Look at the playlist.
Stare at it for 5 seconds.
Then come back and read this post.

Imeem just won't play the full song anymore, so I've decided to create a playlist using some "Mixpod" thing. Useful stuff.

The songs on the playlist are definitely 7 of my (Most) favourite(est) songs. Let's go through them one by one shall we?

Song 1#

Why (Instrumental) By Ayaka

I love this song. I put it on my blog a long time ago, and a few people liked it.
I prefer the instrumental compared to the real song.

Song 2#

Soldier's Poem By Muse

A nice song by Muse. The more you listen to it, the more you like it. At certain parts, it sounds like Ave Maria. It has a nice melody and conveys a good message, if you could hear what on earth the guy (Matthew Ballemy) is trying to say in the first place.

Song 3#

The Burdened One, Crisis Core Soundtrack

A beautiful piano and violin (I think it's violin) duet. One of the nicest songs I've heard.

Song 4#

24 By Switchfoot

Another beautiful song. It's quite long compared to the previous songs. Has a good message too, listen to the lyrics.

Song 5#

Reminiscing ~Unerasable Memory~, Chrono Cross Soundtrack

A nice piano song. I wish I had the sheet music.....
You. Must. Listen. To. It. One of the best I've listened to.

Song 6#

Sunshine Boy/Sunny Otaku by Jay Chou

Catchy song. Let me repeat. Catchy Song.
Jay Chou rocks. Most of you have heard that a lot.

Song 7#

Fix You, By Coldplay, Piano Arrangment by TheSheetMusicGuy

You'll have to wait awhile for the song to start.
Somehow, I like the piano arrangment a teeny weeny more than the real song. I love the lyrics in the real song though.
It's arranged perfectly in my opinion.

Well, there's my rant on music. Try to listen to them if think its suitable to do so.

The Mother of all Tag Posts

2009-06-10T19:00:00.008+08:00

I don't blog everyday.
And this is why I have accumalated a trillion tags so far.
Therefore, I shall now attempt to complete all of them.
This post will be long, so I can force you to listen to the beautiful music I've put on the blog.
Don't you dare mute it.

Tag 1#
Tagged by from what I know, Alim, Jeremy and Sue.

1. Besides your lips, where is the favorite spot to get kissed?
Kissed?

2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?
Depressed (Argh! Dang projects!)

3. Who was the last person/people you took a photo with?
Sue, teacher's day. (While dutying, and Amirul, a form 4 prefect gave me the look)

4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?
Perhaps.

5. Will you ever donate blood?
If I can

6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Of course

7. Do you want someone to be dead?
If projects were people, then yes.

8. What does your last text message say?
Lolz-, - Sue Lin

9. What are you thinking right now?
5 days left to get work done.

10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?
Somewhat.

11. What was the time you went to bed last night?
12:00 A.m. +

12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?
My bro's, so ask him

13. Is someone on your mind right now?
Maybe

14. Who was the last person who text you?
Sue.

TEN Lucky people to do this quiz. Sad, most have done it.
Ten lucky people tagged for the sake of completing this tag.

1. Alim
2. Jin
3. Sue
4. Elson
5. Claire
6. Jeremy
7. Ming
8. Tan ( The Tan)
9. Li Yin
10. Shiva

15. Who is no. 2 (Jin) having a relationship with?
?

16. Is no. 3 (Sue) a male or a female?
Gee, I wonder.

17. If no. 7 (Ming) and no. 1 (Alim) get together, would it be a good?
Odd, very odd. I guess, if in a friendly way.

18. What is no. 1 (Alim) studying about?
The art of finding fault.

19. When was the last time you chatted with them?
1. Alim- Last week, I think
2. Jin- Somewhere in the beggining of this year
3. Sue- Yesterday
4. Elson- The day before teacher's day
5. Claire- Teacher's day
6. Jeremy- A while back
7. Ming- Saturday
8. Tan ( The Tan)- Teacher's day
9. Li Yin- Teacher's day
10. Shiva- Teacher's day.

20. Is no. 4 (Elson) single?
Of course!!!

21. Say something about no. 2 (Jin).
He can make you cry. By telling jokes. Though he doesn't really tell jokes, he just acts funny (In a good way)

22. What do you think about no. 2 (Jin) and no. 6 (Jeremy) being together ?
Weird.

23. Describe no. 9 (Li Yin).
Has a very high pitched voice, soft, and an subject of hate by many other girls.

24. What will you do if no. 6 (Jeremy) and no. 7 (Ming) fight ?
Impossible, now if it were No 7 and 8, that will be more understandable. And funny.

25. Do you like 8 (Tan) ?
Yeah!!! I mean come on, how can you not like him!??!!

Tag 2# - By Sue, in my knowledge
All 21 people must do unless you don't have a
blog.

Write the names of 21 friends you can think of in your head.

And then answer the questions,Say you're guessing if you don't know,but
at least guess on all of them.

After doing this, tag your 21 "lucky" friends to do the
same.

1. Sue
2. Alim
3. Claire
4. Jin
5. Elson
6. Ming
7. Tan
8. Shiva
9. Boon
10. Adam Harith
11. Li Yin
12. Lauren (Yeah! Go Anggerik!!!)
13. Xi Shern
14. Jeremy
15. Sern Tai
16. Xin Yen
17. Xin Mei
18. Aziza
19. Heeran
20. Shonia
21. Pn Harbans

1. How did you meet 7? (Tan)
SMKDU, 1 Anggerik '09.

2. What would you do if you and 15 had never met? (Sern Tai)
My life would be so......happy.

3. What would you do if 20 and 1 dated? (Sue, Shonia)
!?

4. Have you seen 17 cried? (Xin Mei)
Once, or twice

5. Would 4 and 16 make a good couple? (Jin and Xin Yen)
They'd make an interesting couple

6. Do you think 11 is attractive? (Li Yin)
...

7. What is 2's favourite colour? (Alim)
Pink!! (That was a joke, black perhaps, or maybe green)

8. When was the last time you talked to 9? (Boon)
A while back

9. What language does 8 speaks? (Shiva)
English, in an attempted macho accent, or pointing out the obvious accent.

10. Who is 13 going out with? (Shern)
Shern? yeah right.

11. Would you ever date 17 ? (Xin Mei)
Why on earth?

12. Where does 18 live? (Azizah)
Somewhere on Earth, no need for specifications.

13. What is the best thing about 4? (Jin)
He's very very funny and a good friend.

14. What would you like to tell 10 right now ? (Adam Harith)
Play Cannon in D! Come on! I licked the wall! (Inside joke)

15. What is the best thing about 20? (Shonia)
Works well under stress and a relatively good leader.

16. Have you ever kiss 2? (Alim)
Bad english, this tag, and no.

17. What is the best memory you have of 5? (Elson)
Countless. Funny moments.

18. When's the next time you're going to see 1? (Sue)
School

19. How is 7 different from 6? (Ming, Tan)
Well, definitely not from their birthdays. One is a girl, one is going to be a girl if the other continues.....abusing the other.

20. Is 2 pretty? (Alim)
In a chipmunk-ish way.

21. What was your 1st impression of 15? (Sern Tai)
Wah, so innocent.

22. How did you meet 3? (Claire)
SKDU Class of 5 Lili '07, but knew each other better in '08.

23. Is 5 your best friend? (Elson)
One of them.

24. Do you hate 12? (Lauren)
No.

25. Have you seen 18 in the last month? (Aziza)
Yup, nearly every weekday.

26. When was the last time you saw 16? (Xin Yen)
A while back.

27. Have you been to 5's house? (Elson)
Not yet.

28. When's the next time you'll see 10? (Adam)
Monday.

29. Are you close to 11? (Li Yin)
Somewhat.

30. Have you been to the movies with 4? (Jin)
Yup, Navin's party '08.

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE.
I QUIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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2009-05-31T22:46:00.005+08:00

"Can we put the form 1's in the back? They're so friggin tall!"

That was from Grace Tai.

Ahh yes, the throat-hurting performance we had to do on Thursday and Friday. Its really funny actually.

We started practicing on Wednesday the first song.
We auditioned on the same day, and teacher asked us to perform a second song too as it was too "anti-climatic"
We practiced the first and second song on Thursday and performed it for Teacher's Day Sesi Petang on the same day.
The next day we performed it again.

And amazingly, it was ok, considering we only had two days of practice.

Here's a joke I've been telling a few people:

There once were two men digging and planting plants out in a field on a hot day.
One man asked his friend:
"Hey Bob, why is it that we work so hard and get paid so little while our manager sits under the shade, doing nothing and gets paid so much?"
"I'm not sure Joe, I'll go ask him"

So Bob went and asked the manager.
"Sir, why is it that we work so hard and get paid so little while you can sit in the shade and do nothing while getting so much money?"

The manager replied: "It's because I'm smart"
To which Bob asked: "What's the meaning of 'smart'?"

The manager demonstrated.

"I'm going to put my hand on this tree. I want you to take your shovel and hit my hand."

Bob took his shovel and with a powerful swing attempted to hit the manager's hand. The manager removed his hand at the last second and Bob hit the tree.

"That is the meaning of smart." The manager said

And so Bob went to his friend.

"So what did he say?" Joe asked.
"He said it's because he's smart"
"What's the meaning of smart?"

In which Bob took his hand, put it on his face and said:

"Take your shovel and hit my hand"

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2009-05-23T13:37:00.003+08:00

Pn Asyikin: Ok kelas, saya nak kamu tulis satu esei tentang tokoh yang kamu sanjungi.

Very early in the year that was what we were told to do. On that same day, teacher, in order to make sure we can't copy each other, made us write down the 'tokoh' we were to write about on a piece of paper. No one could have the same tokoh, unfortunately. I put down Tun Dr Ismail.

Luke: Hey Alif, which tokoh are you going to write about?
Alif: Oh, Sami Velu.

?!?!?!?!

Luke: Do you know who Sami Velu is??
Alif: Not really, I just heard about him somewhere.

I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry.

Oh well, exams are boring. Geo was incredibly hard this time, and I heard I got 9 wrong. I also heard the four answers I changed last minute were all wrong, so I could have gotten 55/60 instead. Dang.

Thankfully exams are going to be over. Just a few more days.....

An Exam and a Daring Venture

2009-04-26T20:58:00.005+08:00

To start of yesterday, (Yes, I know I'm slow) it began with the SJAM exam.

To cut to the point, we were tested on 4 things. I was partnered with Elson.

First up, Elson and I went for theory first. It fairly easy (And at least 500 times far easier than the pre-theory exam paper we were given before that).

After that, we waited until there was space to take the Bandaging/Fractures exam.
The bandaging exam was relaxed and by some coincidence, the examiner asked us to do a scalp bandage. Why is it odd? We practiced it a few minutes ago before the exam. Thank goodness. Then came fractures, which was really funny. We both had to take off our shoes and the casualty was to be treated on top of the table. While tying the fractures, I almost slipped and whacked into the Madam. Lesson learnt, take your time. (Oh, and both of us nearly forgot to put on our shoes back. The Madam pointed that out)

Then we waited and waited and waited until there was an opening for Transportation.
We messed that up. I expected Transportation to be easier than the other exams, and for fact, it was. Just one problem:

*Elson and Aaron come walking into transportation room, looking very tense*

Madam: Relax, relax.... Ok, name me 3 types of transportation each.

Aaron: Uhhh, cradle, drag method and human crutch.
Elson: 4 hand sit, 3 hand sit, 2 hand sit.

Madam: Ok... (Laughs slightly) Ok, do cradle method.

Elson: *To Aaron* Who goes first?
Aaron: Scissors paper stone?
Elson: I'll go first..

Madam: Just show me the posture.

Aaron lies down on the floor and acts dead. Elson shows the Madam the posture.

Madam: What about the hand?
Elson: Huh?
Elson attempts to position himself properly (He had got like half of it correct.) Madam tells him where to put his hand.

Madam: Ok, try to carry him.

Elson nearly strangles me to death, in which the Madam asks him to stop. Then she asked me to demonstrate the drag method. That went fine, thankfully. Poor Elson. He got 2/3 of it correct.

After that, we waited an insanely long time for our CPR exam. For CPR, there was a dummy on the floor, as usual. After hearing gruesome stories about how people forgot what to do and how the Madam's there were super strict, I went first.

Everything went smoothly, except that I nearly forgot to call an ambulance and my compressions were slightly wrong, so the Madam had to correct me.

After that, I cabut-ed and went to get something to eat. I stayed back a bit to watch Elson. After both of us had done all our exams, we lepak-ed a bit, then discovered that Shiva and Naeem needed some help with CPR (Espacially Naeem. At least he studied for 5 minutes the day before). Shiva could do it very well, but Naeem seriously needed some help. If you don't count the five minutes he studied the day before, he didn't study.

After running through everything, Naeem, and another boy named Naeem (We shall call him Naeem2) decided to put Naeem through a real situation.

Aaron: Ok Naeem, imagine the dummy is on the floor. What do you do first?
Naeem: Uhhhhhhhh, Good morning Madam.
Naeem2: *To me* Shouldn't it be Sir?
Aaron: The examiners are both Madams, so no need to confuse him.
Naeem2: Ok.

Aaron: Let's try that again. Ok, start.

Naeem: Uhh, good morning Madam.

Aaron: Good morning. Ok, then what?

Naeem: Uhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhh,uhhhhhhh,uhhhhhh.

Aaron & Naeem2: Check for danger......

This went on for a long time. Take my words, Naeem was the last to go in. The furthest Naeem ever went was to Breathing, in which he forgot what to do (And before that, there was a lot of uhhhhs and scratching heads). Somehow, I wished he would have put in a little more effort. A few others joined in to help. Finally, Naeem was forced to go in.

Sadly, the examiner was now a Sir. Needless to say, the Sir was not happy with being called a Madam. Naeem nearly forgot everything. The Sir asked him to go out and study. By then, Elson, Shiva and I had to go already. We said our Good lucks's and God Bless's and went off. After finding out my mum hadn't come back, I ran back to check on Naeem (Aaron Lim and Naeem2 were teaching him), then ran back to find my mum just came. Hopefully he passed.......

On a second part, while you guys were at the Taman Seraya Division anniversary, I was at Josef's house.

YES. Josef's house. Fyi, my family and his family are quite close.

While you guys were wearing formal wear and shirts and whatnot, I came in my shorts and camp shirt 2009. It was a fun time, and after dinner, Josef, my sister, his sisters and I decided to play Uno. He delt the cards, and for a clear reason, he ended up with 2 +4's and 3-4 +2's. Oh well. While there, we told everyone about the MM discussion (see end post). I found out how the CPR incident Josef caused happened too.

Josef to examiner: What the hell do you want me to do?!?!?!

That's it I guess. Josef is actually a nice guy you know, at least when not near authority.

The MM Discussion

One day during MM, Elson, Brian and I were discussing religion. Brian is telling on how science prove things etc etc(Or something like that). While saying that, Josef pops in (His reccess).

Josef: So you're saying we should pray to our Science textbooks?

The second part.

Brian: You, there's one thing I don't like, and that's people who don't believe in God at all. I have this friend who is an atheist, and I asked him what will happen to him when he dies. He said "I'll become fertilizer for trees". So I said, while I'm in heaven, you'll be a tree. Then one day this guy is going to come to you with an axe, cut you down, drag you accross the mud, bring you to a printing factory and print the Holy Bible on you!

Far funnier when said in person.

Weeeeeeeeeeee

2009-04-17T21:27:00.003+08:00

Today was an awesome day.

It began on a few bad notes, but it turned out nice. (Warning, superlong winded post coming up)

Well, today I joined CF for my first time. It was great, but then the bell rang and I had to rush out quickly to lapor diri to Laveenyah (The joys of prefectship...). Half way sprinting with my bag slung over on one shoulder, my bottle flew out of my bag and exploded into a million pieces (Exaggeration, but the cover broke and all the water went down the drain. Literally) Then I found out that no one else had Lapor-ed yet, because Laveenyah didn't come yet.

Moral of story: Trust God to get you there on time.

Then, as usual, I went back to class.

Adam: Ayoh!!!!!! I can't believe I forgot to bring extra water!

For the past few days, Adam (Harith) was planning to drench me in water, Fyi.

So after the usual lessons, came reccess. After the usual reccess, came more usual lessons. For the last two periods, there was a Gotong Royong.
And so everyone was forced to clean the school. I voluntereed to sweep.

Lauren: Aaron, can I sweep? It's my duty anyway.
Aaron: It's ok, I'm a professional sweeper! I spent 3 years of my life in university learning how to sweep!

After which, Elson and I swept the form 1 corridor (the bottom, at least). It looked quite weird, seeing two people with brooms walking around sweeping the floor methodically.

Afterwards, we went to Pn Harbans and declared:

"Pn Harbans! We've swept the floor so much I could lick it!"

In which she laught a bit and asked us to pick up leaves.

After that, Elson and I went to refill water at the water refiller. After drinking to our hearts content, and sharing some with Naeem, we went back to class. Now, it so happened that I had a half bottle left of water. Problem, I was stuffed and my bottle had no cover (for the fact that it exploded into a million pieces). There wasn't any teacher in class and people were ready to go home. Back at class, I was about to throw the water in the drain when....

Adam: Aaron! You refill for me!
Me: Ha?
Adam: *Snatches bottle from hand*

Elson grips me and prevents me from escaping.

Adam: Everyone it's Aaron's birthday!!! Get your water!!!
Me: Uh-oh... Lemme free!!!! Lemme free!!!

Adam and Sue come up to me and splash me with water outside the class. Then they wished me happy birthday.
And for some weird reason, Joseph comes along. Needless to say, I was drenched. Then people started wishing my happy birthday and threw all their salive-infested-I-couldn't-finish-it-so-I-Thought-You-Would-Like-it water on me.
Overall, and exciting day.
When my mum came to pick me up, there was a towel and a plastic sheet on the chair. She knew.

Afterwards, there was the typical family celebrations and tons of relatives I didn't expect called to wish me. (In fact, I got call halfway through this post)

Thanks guys.

Side note: Hope you BSMM-ers have a great time!

I Just Made A New Record!!!!

2009-04-03T20:56:00.002+08:00

Guess what????
I found out that the '6' I got for my Seni work is actually a '9'!!!!
(This is out of ten, so this is really really amazing news)
This has to be a first.
I mean, when have I not gotten a C for seni?
Rephrase that, I once got a B.
I mean, when have I not gotten a C for seni without making the teacher feel pity for me 'cause I have no artistic talent?

Flew

2009-03-21T21:12:00.005+08:00

After 1 week of (In Elson's terms) wasting time, I've found out one thing.

Everyone around me is/was sick, or atleast a lot of them.

Oddly enough, my bro, who just went to Australia, is also sick.

The list of people who were down with the flu is endless.....

For starters, (If you look at the Cbox), Tan and Ming have the flu.
Sue stated on her blog that she fell down sick too.
Camillia was sick too, as stated on her blog.
My sister had it.
She refused to deal with it, so it passed to my mum.
Then I got it.

Next, when I go back to school, I'm going to find out that the 24 other people in my class fell sick too.

Oh, and Alim has a blog now. Take a look at it, it's quite good actually (2 posts after all, it can't be bad right?)

Again

2009-03-17T00:02:00.003+08:00

Odd, I'm down with the flu.
While at the doctors, I managed to sneak a peek of my medical file while the doctor was holding it.
The last time I was sick: November, around school holidays.
The last-last time I was sick: March 14. Also school holidays. By some freakishly weird coincidence, the day I was at the doctors was March 14.

WHAT IS THIS!?!?!?!

On a side note, exams are over and the holidays are on.
Sejarah and Geo was soooo freakishly easy. (For the geo and Sejarah standard)
Moral was even more sooooooooooooooo freakishly easy that I regretted ever studying it in the first place. So much for "You must memorise this-that-whatever-bla-bla or else you'll fail!". Oh well, better that then to find out its soooo freakishly hard and you barely know whats what.

On a side note (and a side note that has absolutely nothing to do with what I've been blabbing about for the sake of a decent update), I'm finding Coldplay to be....good? I can't find the correct words to describe it to put it at that.
Fix You and Viva La Vida (Long Live Life), 2 definitely great songs. Espacially Fix You. After looking at the lyrics, it somehow sounds nicer. Odd.

Of Facebooking and Obama

2009-01-28T14:52:00.006+08:00

Yesterday, I got bored. Naqib and I were having a chat on facebook. While chatting I decided to find the answer to a certain question that has been bugging my mind for awhile:

Does Barack Obama have facebook?

Well, after doing a search on facebook, I found out many things.

1)He has 4,664,327 supporters (+me)
2)There is a "Barack Obama" countdown group with 17,071 monthly active members all waiting for Obama to get chucked out of office. This is their Group picture:

3) There are a lot of people with the words "Barack" and "Obama" in their name.

After that, we decided to search for our teachers. Sadly, I couldn't find Cikgu Hizwan or Puan Wan Chek. Man.....

However, I do believe I found Cikgu Sivam. Then again, I'm not sure. His facebook profile has no picture.

Yup, that's all. I we searched for a few teachers, but there wasn't anything else we could find.

Happy Chinese New Year....

2009-01-26T21:48:00.000+08:00

'Nuff said

The Most Unforgetable Day in My Life

2009-01-19T21:13:00.010+08:00

Sport's Day 2008, no doubt.

In school, we had an essay competition in which we had to tell about our most unforgetable day in our lives. I wrote about Sport's Day. Got second, Kay beat me to first... I think one of the reasons I lost was because I spelt 'unforgetable' wrongly.... Oh well, rest assured this will be a better story then the one written during the competition.

It started with the usual things you would normally do. Brush teeth bla bla bla, I'll skip to the part where we're in school. I doubt anyone will want to hear about me brushing my teeth anyway.

So, I arrived in school with my parents. My parents took their seats and I went off to join my fellow Red House friends to prepare for march past. Skiping all the boring details, we grouped behind the buildings surrounding the school field. No one could see us, which was good, since nearly everyone was nervous. I was at the back of our March Past constigen. I was on the left, Navin and Sue were somewhere near to me (I can't remember, we had so many practice runs in the days before where we had different positions so my mind is a bit jumbled up). The music started and slowly one by one we started marching out. Green House went first since they were first in the previous year overall, followed by Blue, Yellow and Red. By the way, Red House was not last actually, we were third. The thing is, people were so used to seeing Red House losing that they had the idea that were always last.

So after marching around the field and going through all the ceremony things and such, we finally got back to our House headquarters which was located by the field. There was a lot of running events and such, but frankly I didn't care. My teammates and I set our sights for the last event of the day - Tug-O-War, and trust me, it's more serious than it sounds.

To let you see how important winning the Tug-O-War event was, I shall take you back in time to prove my point.

A) We got second for it in 2007. Blue House got first
B) We got second for it in 2006. Blue House got first

C) I have no recollection of Red House winning it since the day I was born. Blue House always gets first

D) In the 2006 march past I took part in, the teacher commented on how Red House always got second in Tug-O-War. And Blue House always gets first

E) WE ALWAYS GET SECOND AND THOSE BLUE HOUSE DUDES ALWAYS GET FIRST!!!!! ARGHHH!!!! *VENTS*

But things have changed, in the previous years, we always lost to Blue House in the preliminaries but always made up for it by beating the other houses. This year though, we tied with them. We actually stood our ground.

It was going to be a tough fight. Our team was strong, but so were theirs. There was no clear winner here. Everyone in the tug-o-war team was feeling nervous, and there was no use covering up. Our seniors last year came to school to see the results of the match. Sure, how could we possibly get anymore nervous?

Well, we wasted time waiting for the Tug-O-War finale match. One reason why I can't forget Sport's Day 2008 is because its still so clear in my mind.

I remember:

Carrying a potted plant with Navin to the outside of the dewan. That potted plant was big man, we had to go through staircases and large crowds of parents. And we were barefooted...

Navin bringing his phone to school and showing me some song on his phone.

Navin, another friend I can't identify and I shared some energy drink before the Tug-O-War match.

Travis told me he had eaten chocolate to boost himself

Eating nasi lemak provided by our House teacher.

Anyways, after much agonising wait, it came. Tug-O-War. It's not funny ok! In the premliminaries, we had scraped into finals with the Blue House by defeating Yellow House in a insanely-close-to-losing match. On the first round, we defeated them, ok good, but we needed 1 more point to get into the finals or else we have to fight some other House. On the second round we nearly lost, but pulled our way back. We were this close to losing: || <---Something like that.

The fight was agonising and frustrating and definitely long. After winning, the judge teacher was laughing to himself.

So, here we were. I was in the front while Navin and Travis were at the back. A gigantic crowd was swarming around us. Our opponents were right in front of our eyes. Some V.I.P guy came up to start the match. Our teachers were by our side.

Then it started. The whistle blew and we pulled as though our lives were depending on that rope. The roar from the crowd was deafening. I remember my ears blocking up. Those people don't care for your hearing.....

We pulled our guts out (figuratively speaking of course) but we lost in the end. The first round went by. We switched sides.

The second round was intense. If we lost this round, we lose everything. The whistle blew once more and we pulled once again. The results were better this time -We Won.

So finally, the moment we've been waiting for. The Tie-Breaker round. Winner takes all. In my mind I was hoping I could tell the teacher in charge : "Excuse me teacher, could we continue this tommorow when we've taken a nice nap and got rid of the mud stuck in between our feet so we don't die?" but it didn't happen. My mouth was too lazy to speak. I trudged myself over to the other side together with my teammates.

Everyone was exhausted -including the spectators who had used up their voices. I could barely grip the rope without falling over and dying. Everyone had 50 aches in their back, not including the 5 000 000 others in all our bones.

The whistle blew again. Pitiful. Everyone in our team fell over and collapsed. Some persistant ones like me held on to the rope like no tommorow. The only thing we could hope is that our combined body weight would be too much for our opponents to drag along. Too bad, our opponents managed to drag us to the other side. The only thing I remember then was trying to formulate a plan to use my teacher's shoe (which was beside me at that time) to regain my balance and pull the rope from a better angle. The judge must have saw our pain and blew the whistle early.

Now, some of you must be saying "WHY ARE YOU BLOGGING ABOUT LOSING!!?!??!?!?!" Well the fact is, it was fun. I got a cool stain on my PJ t-shirt, a few aches and pains which persisted for a week or so and the fun of sliding over mud without any effort on my behalf.

Well, I've gotten over losing.

To finish of the story let me tell a small short story.

In Standard 6, Sue and I were Ketua Kebersihan in our class. We were sitting right in the back. You see, our dust pan was hung up while our rubbish bin was below. People liked to sharpen their pencils and put their dirt on the Dust pan. You see, this proved a problem since the dust usually blew away and dirtied up the class again. We usually told the people to stop throwing dirt into the pan. However after Sport's Day....

"Travis, don't throw your dirt into the pan..."
"Aiyoh Aaron, after Tug-o-War my back pains la. I can barely bend down..."

I let him off. I couldn't bend down either.

Unforgetable Memories of 2008

2009-01-17T22:23:00.007+08:00

A few memories I forgot (was too lazy) to blog about.

Teacher's Day 2008

Now, you would be asking, why on earth would a student find Teacher's Day memorable? Well, this may explain some things....

It started out like this, Teacher's Day began with the usual 'Persembahans'. After (surviving) that, we had a super-long reccess while our teachers went for lunch in hte library. Now, a many students after getting bored of a super-long reccess decided to go back to class, including my class.

My friend Navin and I decided to surprise our class teacher (after all, he was one teacher who rocked), so we planned to tell some story of how Navin wounded/fell deadly sick/almost died to our teacher. Avyi decided to tag along. Navin would coordinate the class and get the surprises done while Avyi and I will tell some sad story of how Navin broke three bones while running around the classroom playing "jadi" and accidentally whacked into a glass window-plane and was to weak to even be brought down.

So of Avyi and I went. We planned our story(lie) on the way and waited outside the library where the teachers were 'makan'-ing. Cikgu Hizwan was taking a long time to finish (must have been taking seconds and thirds). While waiting, Pn Latifah (our very strict but caring headmistress) saw us outside(uh-oh) and asked us to take some food for the staff in the teacher's room (boleh tahan la). We took the chance to check back with Navin and the gang doing their preperations then went back down to wait some more.

While waiting, another teacher (our Science Teacher, also a teacher who rocks) saw us. We ended up letting him in on the plan. 5 minutes later, our class teacher came out (with curry-fied hands)

"Cikgu! Cikgu! Navin telah injure himself when he was running around the kelas!" Then we went on the explain how he couldn't walk so we couldn't bring him downstairs and how his leg was bleeding like mad. Thankfully, we didn't get carried away and say : "Cikgu! Navin telah mati!!" though we may have done so. Our teacher looked seriously shocked, and he wasn't just playing along, knowing we were lying. He actually believed us, after all, Navin was playful and the kind expected to get himself injured (<---Not an insult). That and the fact that we buttered up the lie with details and such. He rushed and washed his hands, then we led (or rather, were led him to our classroom.

A close look would see that the doors were closed, there wasn't any light in the classroom, and multiple students from other classes were gathered around the class (some saying things of how gruesome Navin's wound was etc.) He opened the classroom door and there came students rushing with presents and whatnot to him. Navin had managed to get a few students who had ghost mask (due to the previous "rumah Hantu" event in our school for the past few days -- It was Hari Usahawan also I think) to pose also.

Oh dang, I'm long-winded. Oh well, there's more to that then why it really is memorable. (haha, you people will suffer!!)

For the past few days, we had Hari Usahawan. A Rumah Hantu room was set up and a few other games too. David, Navin, Avyi, Darren and I decided to go together. And so we did. I have to say, the scariest part of the Rumah Hantu was the queues. Really. We got squashed while lining up. Finally we got in.

It was funny. The setting was dark and you could barely see, but it was funny. Imagine people you know, dressed up with weird masks and costumes trying to scare you. One 'ghost' was to pop out of a locker and scare people. he popped out all right, but Navin put him back right in. As soon as the ghost came out of the locker, Navin shoved him back in and closed the door on him. Poor guy.

Another time, one ghost came up to Navin and put his hands to his neck in a mock choke. Navin pushed him. "You nak gaduh ke!?!" and the poor 'ghost' ran away. So much for scary. We were laughing our guts out as we came outside.

We came in a second time again to find that the locker was fully opened and no ghost was inside there. They learnt they're lesson.

Switchfoot

2009-01-17T21:59:00.003+08:00

If we only got one try
If we’ve only got one life
If time was never on our side
Before I die I want to burn out bright

I don't know why, but I'm addicted to Switchfoot songs of the late. They've always been my favourite band, and I've always known that they're songs have strong meaning, but only now do I really know how strong a meaning it has.

Subtle message: They Rock

More of School and Homework

2009-01-14T21:47:00.008+08:00

School's good. Mainly because I've finished most of my homework. Which is not a(n) (good) excuse for teachers to give me more.

Today was Unit Beruniform practice. I ended up joining St. Johns (which rocks by the way.) Nuff said.

Other than that, I interviewed Tan Tse Hao, leader of the ExamsMustDie movement. Too bad I forgot how it went.....sorry Tan...

Anyway, with most of my homework gone, who knows, maybe I'll be able to complete Fragments of a Dream this year(Yeah right, dream on.) Or perhaps Guardian. Frankly, I don't know which to continue.... Fragments is a relatively basic plot but is written better than Guardian but Guardian has a really complex plot but is written badly..... Kay Lim, help!

Yup, thats all. Get lost. Sorry, Cya.

Wait, I forgot, I got piano class, which basically destroys hope of any story writing for the moment....

-Guardian

Of Homework And Secondary School

2009-01-13T21:25:00.009+08:00

I have to say, secondary school isn't that bad. The teachers are nice and it's a relatively good place. With that said, I'm sure that there will be some who are willing to argue with me on that point. Oh well, you can't please everyone.

Still, I miss primary school. I miss Jin pushing me into everyone I'm talking to, beating the daylights out of me in Batu Seremban, beating the daylights out of me literally and his "CHILL WOMAN!!!!" phrase. I miss Whitney's life-draining rants (<---not an exaggeration) about injustice/torture/death, Cikgu Hizwan's jokes and Pn. Wan Chek's popular qoutes (After 20 years of teaching, all your tricks are in my pocket!/Don't put words into my mouth!)

*Sigh*, good days, good days. Well, the amount of homework in Secondary school is giganticly humoungously big (correct word?) in amount. Still ok though, my mentallity is still in intact.

Anyways, I got Anggerik for my class. Kay Lim got Kenanga, Naeem got Dahlia, Travis was put in Kiambang and Jin ended up in BU3. Other than Alif, Sue, Alim, Amirah and Bakthiar, there wasn't anyone I knew in Anggerik. Soon though, I met a few people like Adam Harith, Naqib, Ming Huay, Tan (who's blog is so full of colourful language that I dare not link him. Visit www.examsmustdie.blogspot.com for his blog, Elson,Camillia and this guy who's name is Aaron Chai Jin Yen. I like his name, at least the Aaron part that is.

Yup, that's all I guess.

By the way, Encik Sivam (my IT teacher) said he can find our blogs, I wonder if he can. Most probably he's capable, after all, it's not that hard.

-Guardian

Let Your Love Be Strong

2009-01-11T15:56:00.006+08:00

In this world of news...
I've found nothing new...
I've found nothing pure...
Maybe I'm just idealistic to assume that truth,
Could be fact and form...
That love could be a verb,
Maybe i'm just a little misinformed...

As the dead moon rises,
And the freeways sigh,
Let the trains watch over the tides and the mist,
Spinning circles in our skies tonight.
Let the trucks roar in,
From Los Angeles...
Maybe our stars are unanimously tired.

Let the wars begin,
Let my strength wear thin,
Let my fingers crack,
Let my world fall apart,
Train the monkeys on my back to fight,
Let it start tonight,
When my world explodes,
When my stars touch the ground,
Falling down like broken satellites.

Let your love be strong,
And I don't care what goes down,
Let your love be strong enough to weather through the thunder cloud,
Fury and thunder clap like stealing the fire from your skies.

All of my world resting on your love.

Taken from "Let Your Love Be Strong" by Switchfoot

Happy New Year Yall

2008-12-31T22:37:00.001+08:00

There goes another year......

Happy New Year
God Bless

Merry Christmas yall.....

2008-12-25T20:49:00.002+08:00

Merry Christmas....
No I'm not going to talk about my boring life.

Just wishing you merry Christmas......

Spend it with family ah!!

Enjoy your Christmas, after all, it comes only once a year.

Remember to grease the chimney for a certain someone, that's if you still believe in that certain someone.....

Yah, that's all
Go get lost (sorry, running out of Christmas spirit)

Cya

Life Never Fails to Surprise me........

2008-12-16T19:03:00.004+08:00

To make things short and simple, and spare the boringness:

Went to Jaya Jusco with mum
Saw Std 5 girl named Jessica
Saw old man and woman who spoke to my mother and I
Saw Puan Norbaiti
Bought coffee (yay!)
Saw father's friends daughter with her boyfriend.
Payed for things
Went back home
Drank coffee
Felt cheated for buying lousy coffee

End. Life is interesting.
----- ---------- --------------- ------------------- -------------
Wow, that was fast, I should do this more often....

Dream

2008-12-01T19:24:00.002+08:00

When you cry, be sure to dry your eyes,
'Cause better days are sure to come,
And when you smile, be sure to smile wide,
And don't let them know that they have won,
And when you walk, walk with pride,
Don't show the hurt inside,
The pain sill soon be gone.

And when you laugh, be sure to laugh out loud,
'Cause it will carry all your cares away.
And when you see, see the beauty all around and in yourself,
And it will help you feel okay.
And when you pray, pray for strength to help to carry on,
When the troubles come your way

And when you dream, dream big,
As big as the ocean blue.
'Cause when you dream it might come true.
When you dream, dream big.

Taken from the song Dream Big by Ryan Shupe And The Rubber bands

More Good Stuff you can find in your mail

2008-11-23T23:08:00.008+08:00

Yet another thing my father sent me.

Good Stuff you can find in your mail

2008-11-23T22:59:00.004+08:00

I got all this stuff in this post from my father's email which he sent to me.

Tips For A Better Life

Take a 10-30 minute walk every day.. And while you walk, smile. It is the ultimate anti-depressant

Live with the 3 E's - Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy
Dream more while you are awake

Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is
manufactured in plants.

Try to make at least three people smile each day.

Life isn't fair, but it's still good

Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.

Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present

Forgive everyone for everything

Call your family often. (Or email them to death!!!) My father practises what he preach

AAAH Panic! Panic! UPSR results.<---Other people

2008-11-13T23:11:00.007+08:00

D-day for some, another dull boring day for others. Things started out scary(something like that) with people showing slight signs of panicking. Then things became utterly boring while waiting for the results. Chess and Batu Seremban were the only things keeping us sane. Jin beat the living daylights out of us (me, Alim and Semreeta) in Batu Seremban....as usual....

Then reccess came. I bought my last Nasi Lemak in the canteen for the rest of the year. They gave a stingy portion of rice but other then that, it was good. Jin bought Mi Hun and photographed Sue eating (which was a very popular thing at that time -- Aloi was doing it too) Jin tried a bit of my Nasi Lemak. Then the boring-ness came back till we went into the hall, in which the fear started to creep in small amounts.

To skip a whole lot of blabbing, I'll just tell the interesting parts.

Puan Latifah started announcing the statistics. After awhile, the results started coming out. Puan Latifah said the results will be announced according to register. Sadly, my name started with not one A, but with two A's. That sucks (and rocks, looking at it differently). People were all looking at me muttering my name. Cikgu Hizwan finally called me. I went up, he shook my hand, handed my the paper slip and congratulated me. I didn't (somewhat)break out in joy till I was back at my place.

Then everyone else got called. Some were crying, some were celebrating. Naeem was crying, giving my the false impression that he didn't get it until he told he got the mark. Sue was crying too, Kay simply ran back to her back with all her "Yes! Yes! Yes!"'s (from what I recalled)

Then we went back to class bla bla bla, where we saw David fighting Xin Yen in chess. After awhile, we we're called to go to our school again (AGAIN!! Gawsh, they should of asked to just stay there) Apperantly, a cameraman and reporter lady had came to late to film the UPSR results spectacle.

Naeem, Ke Hui, Elysa and I were singled out to be interviewed. The entire UPSR results thing was re-done, albeit only some people were called and there wasn't much crying. Later on we stood at stage and were filmed holding our UPSR slips proudly as though we were people who just recieved our results a few seconds ago. Afterwards, Naeem, Ke Hui, Elysa and I frantically prepared our words. We were asked two questions:

1) How do you feel about your results? (Happy, duh. Who'd be sad when you got 5A's!?)
2) What do you think about Maths and Science being thought in English? (Of course la, it's better. BM is a nice language, but it strongly resembles English but is slightly less effective at conveying your thoughts)

Naeem was hopeless as he kept on laughing halfway. Ke Hui began shaky but then gained momentum and really made one heck of a speech. After interviewing Ke Hui, the reporter lady patted her on her head and said 'So cute la you!'. Ke Hui later on jumped up and down saying "I'm not cute!!!! Not cute!!!" Of course, that was once the reporter lady had gone. That girl has so much energy for a kid. Elysa did well. She talked as though she was talking with a friend. Nothing spectacular, but better then the average kid.

Everything else is foggy for now. All I can remember from now is:

A)I went back home
B)Watched TV at 7 and 8 O'clock to see the interview
C)Gosok gigi, tidur.

Next up: Hari Anugerah Cemerlang. Gawsh, this is seriously sounding like a diary.

Sob There Goes The End of School..... (2)

2008-11-13T22:56:00.004+08:00

Prize Giving Rehearsals

Nothing much here. I didn't win a prize, I was simply the dude who had to carry things up and down. It sucks, at least the other dudes got to sit down properly without having to move their rumps every few seconds. Nothing interesting here actually.

But, the real interesting parts were the things happening in class. Navin and Jin starred in a "short film (I.E, two people kiling each other)" filmed by Xin Yen. It was quite funny. Sure, it lacked proper choreography and realisticness, but it was good considering the circumstances. We did some photo shoots, experimenting with different poses and other things. One of them included throwing shreds of paper into the air as the picture was being taken. Teacher intervened and ask to clean it up. Later. After all, it was our last few days of school.

Another pose was jumping in the air as the pic was being taken. I took one pic (and it was perfect, but some nutter decided to walk in front of the camera as it was being taken. Sadly, that nutter was my standard 5 friend.)

Oh well, next up: UPSR results. Too long to fit in this post.

Sob There goes the end of school.....

2008-11-13T22:03:00.003+08:00

A few days ago, we were happily playing chess and watching Jin beat the heck out of us in Batu Seramban (Well, atleast I was getting beaten to death), now, we're leaving school....

Oh well, the last few days were (somewhat) hectic, in a way. We had our Jamuan Tahun 6, Prize Giving rehearsals, UPSR results and, well that's all I guess.

Jamuan Tahun 6

Everything taste good when you're hungry That has never been so true till now. After waiting 1 hour+, we were finally served our long-waited KFC. Which was cold. And tasted terrible. Unless you're one starving kid who hasn't eaten breakfast and reccess and happens to have a terrible nose problem that makes him gain appetite. Even with my appetite, I was one of the last to finish. Oh well, I'm a slow eater when it comes to cold-horrible chicken. It didn't taste bad until you lost your sense of hungriness. Then you start to notice that it taste a bit odd.

After stuffing the chicken down our throats, we mingled around for awhile. Navin had invented a new drink which included mixing every single drink being served into one cup. I took his advice. And the drink tasted (marvellous, simply delightful, amazing, heavenly, awesome) good. My fried rice was finished quickly (yay!!) with the help of Cikgu Ismail promoting it as "Nasi Goreng Cina" every few seconds. Still, it couldn't compete with the famous "Nasi Lemak Melayu" which finished in a matter of minutes (not including time needed to finish KFC)

One thing that amazed me was the amount of soft drinks brought for the Jamuan. If you asked me to estimate the number of drinks, I'd say 50, but since we have to be realistic, I'd say around 30. Still that's alot of soft drinks. Atleast 8-10 bottles were left behind, un-opened and full to the brim. A lot of food was left behind too. What a waste man....

Afterwards, I had a serious stomach ache, which is quite unusual since I only ate the KFC, a packet of mummy monster and drank Navin's super drink (which by the way, I mixed myself, I simply took Navin's advice).

This is getting to long- I'll continue it in another post

Crawling-Piano version

2008-10-21T22:46:00.009+08:00

This is a video I found. It's simply amazing. The song is Crawling by Linkin Park. A guy who is an absolute genius took the song and played in on piano, he made it himself, he did it himself, he played it himself.

Crawling is actually a very hard rock song, but this genius took it and made it into a piano song which is simply amazing while still keeping the original melody.

This is what he said:

"This is in response to a request by J, who thinks that it’s heavy sound will be hard to imitate on piano and was wondering if I was up to the challenge.
Rather than accent it’s heaviness, (except for the end), I went the complete other direction, and softened it up in this interpretation.
It’s actually a very melodic song once you strip away the beats and distortion, and I tried to bring that to the foreground.

This was a lot of fun to put together, and I think you’ll like it too. Easy to play, and lots of room to breathe and emote. I really enjoyed doing this one…and I think it shows. One of my better performances."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Yr0wx1Q2VA

In The End....

2008-10-17T20:55:00.002+08:00

One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind
I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time
All I know, time was just slipping away
And I watched it count down to the end of the day
Watched it watch me and the words that I say
The echo of the clock rhythm in my veins
I know that I didn't look out below
And I watched the time go right out the window
Tried to grab hold
Tried not to watch
I wasted it all on the hands of the clock
But in the end, no matter what I pretend
The journey is more important than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard

One thing, I don't know how
It doesn't even matter when you look at it now
'Cause when I designed this rhyme
I was scared of it all, scared to fall, and I hadn't even tried to crawl
But I was forced to run with you mocking me, stopping me, backstabbing me constantly
Remembering all the times you fought with me
Watch the clock now chock-full of hipocrisy
But now your mouth wishes it could inhale
Every single little thing you said to make things fail
Every single word you sputtered just to get your piece
But it really doesn't matter to me
'Cause from the start to the end, no matter what I pretend
The journey is more important than the end or the start
And what it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

Taken from the Linkin Park song Enth E End

Futsal tournament.....

2008-10-12T14:45:00.005+08:00

Well, a while ago, I participated in a Futsal tournament. At first I was reluctant to join but Jeremy persuaded(forced) me to join, so I did.

My team consisted of Jeremy, Danish, Ryan, Travis (Don't laugh, he might be tubby but he's GOOD) and of course, I. We were named the Red Legends

Well, I'm in a lazy mood, so I'll make a long boring story short.
My team drawed every single match except for 2, in which we lost. We ended up getting last (yay!)

For the first few matches, I was the right defender, Jeremy was the left defender, Ryan was mid-fielder and Danish was striker. Oh yeah, and Travis was goalkeeper. For like, the last 3 matches, we mixed our strategy up. For the third last match, I was goalie for the first half and Travis was goalie for the second half. For the last two matches (which I think were our best), I was goalie for the first half and Jeremy took over the second half, in which I was the mid-field together with Ryan and Travis/Danish.

All in all, I managed to do 1 header, save 3 goals, not let any goals get scored during my time as goalie and run around like mad. Jeremy managed to whack our referee (Cikgu Nasir) with a ball and annoy Cikgu Firdaus..

Man does not come from monkeys, maybe Eugene, but not man in general

2008-10-06T22:18:00.005+08:00

Today was an interesting day.
Two girls, one named Kay and another named "Whitney" had a discussion with me. This discussion turned out to be a gigantic debate on Darwin's thoery.
It all started like this, Whit and Kay were talking religion with me. After a bit of discussion, Kay asked me whether I believe in evolution (evolution as in man came from monkeys and apes). And I said no.
Wrong move. After a few minutes of Kay going "How can you not believe in evolution?!?!?!??! Darwin is a genius bla bla bla bla bla.....(I lost her there)" I said my view on evolution. Now, this is my view on evolution.

Guardian's view on evolution and Darwin's theory

It is true that animals changed to adapt to their environment, and human beings most probably changed in appearance and intelligence over millions of years. HOWEVER, man does not come from monkeys or apes or chimpanzees. God created animals and humans differently, humans did not evolve from animals.
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Now, it might not say much, but that's what I believe.
And yes, I am a Christian.

Small phrase from the Horrible History book Evolve or Die :
"But let's get one thing straight. Whatever you might have heard, humans didn't evolve from chimpanzees, gorillas or PE teachers

Reply to comments:
Jeremy Ong: Gimme five brudda!!
Kay Lim: 1#, Okok....
2# I can't remember what Whitney said except for "It's the law of the Bell Curve bla bla bla"
3# Pic is from Wikipedia
4# Mistake..... Thanks for pointing out
5# You mean the song I put on my blog?

Do you know me?

2008-10-01T15:57:00.001+08:00

This is the hard test: (Note, if you get 100 for this, you must be stalking me)

Create your own Friend Test here

And this is the easy test:

Create your own Friend Test here

Wud??

2008-09-30T23:02:00.005+08:00

Feathers are light,
The Sun produces light,
Therefore, the Sun gives out feathers

I am perfect
I'm perfect
Imperfect

If vegetarians eat vegetables,
What do Humanitarians eat?

Why do we send cargo by ship, and shipments by car?

Why do kamikazee pilots wear helmets?

If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?

The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

When sign makers go on strike, is anything written on their picket signs?

If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you

Growing old is mandatory, but growing up is optional.

Would a fly without wings be called a walk?

Why are they called buildings, when they're already finished? Shouldn't they be called builts?

Why are they called apartments, when they're all stuck together?

Do fish get cramps after eating?

I couldn't repair my brakes, so I made the horn louder.

What happens if you get scared half-to-death twice?

If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do the rest have to drown too?

If you try to fail, and succeed, which have you done?

Why is the alphabet in that order? Is it because of that song?

If man evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section? She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose

If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?

Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist, but a person who drives a race car is not called a racist?

"I am" is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language. Could it be that "I do" is the longest sentence?

If people from Poland are called "Poles," why aren't people from Holland called "Holes"?

Last night I played a blank tape at full blast. The mime next door went nuts.

If it's tourist season, why can't we shoot them?

Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?

If "con" is the opposite of "pro," then what is the opposite of progress? Congress!

War doesn't determine who's right, just who's left

If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?

When I'm feeling down, I like to whistle. It makes the neighbor's dog run to the end of his chain and gag himself.

If peanut butter cookies are made from peanut butter, then what are Girl Scout cookies made out of?

If you tied buttered toast to the back of a cat and dropped it from a height, what would happen?

Just Checking In

2008-09-28T23:01:00.003+08:00

A minister passing through his church in the middle of the day,
Decided to pause by the altar
and see who had come to pray.

Just then the back door opened,
a man came down the aisle,
The minister frowned as he saw
the man hadn't shaved in a while.

His shirt was kind a shabby
and his coat was worn and frayed,
the man knelt, he bowed his head,
Then rose and walked away.

In the days that followed,
each noon time came this chap,
each time he knelt just for a moment,
A lunch pail in his lap.

Well, the minister's suspicions grew,
with robbery a main fear,
He decided to stop the man and ask him,
'What are you doing here?'

The old man said, he worked down the road.
Lunch was half an hour.
Lunchtime was his prayer time,
For finding strength and power.

'I stay only moments, see,
because the factory is so far away;
as I kneel here talking to the Lord,
This is kind a what I say:

'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM CHECKING IN TODAY.'

The minister feeling foolish,
told Jim, that was fine.
He told the man he was welcome
To come and pray just anytime

Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks.'
He hurried to the door.
The minister knelt at the altar,
he'd never done it before.

His cold heart melted, warmed with love, and met with Jesus there.
As the tears flowed, in his heart,
he repeated old Jim's prayer:

'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD,HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHERS FRIENDSHIP AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY.SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY.'

Past noon one day, the minister noticed that old Jim hadn't come.
As more days passed without Jim,
he began to worry some.

At the factory, he asked about him,learning he was ill.
The hospital staff was worried,
But he'd given them a thrill.

The week that Jim was with them,
Brought changes in the ward.
His smiles, a joy contagious.
Changed people, were his reward.

The head nurse couldn't understand
why Jim was so glad, when no flowers, calls or cards came,
Not a visitor he had.

The minister stayed by his bed,
He voiced the nurse's concern:
No friends came to show they cared.
He had nowhere to turn.

Looking surprised, old Jim spoke
up and with a winsome smile;
'the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know, that he's in here all the
while everyday at noon He's here,
a dear friend of mine,
you see,He sits right down, takes my hand,
Leans over and says to me:

'I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM,HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN.
ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY,I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS CHECKING IN TODAY.'

If this blesses you, pass it on. Many people will walk in and out ofyour life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart
May God hold you in the palm of His hand and Angels watch over you.

Mr. Navin's Birthday Party

2008-09-23T20:02:00.003+08:00

Well, I’m sure everyone who went to Navin’s party is writing about this, but oh what the heck, I have nothing better to write about. Well, on Saturday, 20th September, my friend Navin had a birthday party. The idea of the party was to go to Cineleisure for a movie and dinner, then play around there until everyone goes home. Well, this post is about my point of view on the party.

Around 3:00, my mother and I left to go to Navin’s house. The plan was to follow Navin to Cineleisure, then follow him back home where my parents can fetch me there. Well, finding Navin’s house was no problem, except for the fact that my mum had to call Navin’s mum 3-5 times to get directions (“Oh, so I turn left after the Opal sign? Wait, there is no Opal sign. Oh ok, so I turn right after the Shell station? Wait, there are two Shell stations here...). After much brainstorming to find out how to get there, my mother finally found the house and dropped me there to meet with Navin.

After reaching Navin’s house we wasted no time. Navin, one of my friends named Eugene (or Jin or Ee as some people call him) and of course I were taken to Cineleisure by Navin’s mother. On the way there, we picked up a dude named Adam. Other then the fact Jin and I had a rather embarrassing conversation in the car, it was an ok drive.

Once we reached Cineleisure, we saw Claire/my advisor, Travis, Jeremy and a lot of other people. (Note, this is being written from memory so it’s a bit blurry). After awhile, I saw Sue, Xin Yen and Amelia. While waiting for a few friends to arrive, Navin’s mother bought the tickets for the movie we were to see. After 15-20 minutes, everyone had arrived except His Majesty David Lim Khye Xian and Daniel Tee who were taking their own time. During the mean time, our little party group watched this dude acting like a retard (I do believe they call it “Break Dancing”. Ok just kidding, the dude didn’t do that bad, I liked his dancing, well at least some of it) for charity.

After His Highness David and Daniel Tee arrived, we hanged around a bit then went up to the theatre. Navin’s mother handled the presents and bought popcorn and drinks for 17 children (Amazing woman). We picked up or drinks and popcorn then headed off to the theatre to see the movie named “Mamma Mia!” I ended up sitting next to my Advisor/Claire and Dileep and without popcorn (Oh well). The movie was seriously funny/ridiculous/amazing/weird/entertaining. The movie contained loads of songs from the music group ABBA (popular from the 1970’s till the 1980’s). Songs are still stuck in my head... (You can dance...you can jive...). I liked the songs Mamma Mia, Dancing Queen and Super Trouper the most.

After the movie, we headed to the Arcade in Cineleisure. I can remember David and Travis playing pool while the girls headed off to the karaoke booth. Dileep and I decided to fight Jin and Adam in a match of foosball (And we won:). Jin and I shuffled between singing in the karaoke booth and playing foosball. Finally, Jin and I challenged Claire and Xin Yen to a game of foosball. I can’t remember who won but I can remember Sue joining in to fight Claire and Xin Yen. However, we heard the song Dancing Queen playing in the karaoke booth and quickly joined in to sing together. Navin and Jin acted like rock stars while singing (And they made quite a good impression).

After a long time of hanging around in the arcade (and getting our ears blasted by the girls singing Avril Lavigne- Girlfriend), one by one our friends started to leave. Soon, everyone had left for home except for Eugene, Jeremy and I who were meant to follow the birthday boy back to his house. Once back at Navin's house, Jeremy had to immediately go back home. Jin and I helped open Navin's presents while Navin lay in bed sick (To much partying for the little boy...). I got Navin chocolates and a book while Jin got him...something (Forgot laa, as I said, this is from memory). Around 10:00 – 10:15, Jin left. And the rest is just history.

Oh well, I know it’s long, and most of you people didn’t actually read it... but I guess you could just call this blog my diary.

Proud To Be Malaysian

2008-09-16T22:35:00.001+08:00

Some people might know that today is Sept 16. Actually, everyone knows today is Sept 16, but there are some people who don't know what's so important about Sept 16 (Go read newspapers la) Well, today, the opposition leader in our country is supposedly going to take over the country. Just saying, no matter what happens, if he does succeed or if he does not, just remember that Malaysia is still Malaysia.
No matter what happens, Malaysia is a beautiful country. And I'm proud to be called a Malaysian

Note: September 16 is actually Malaysian day, a day to commemorate the joining of Sabah, Sarawak, Malaya, North Borneo and Singapore as one. Coincidentally, it's also Lee Kuan Yew's birthday.
Another note: Yes, I know, this is a boring blog.

Poetry stuff

2008-09-15T21:33:00.001+08:00

Just some poetry (Or atleast some rhymie words which sound nice and make me look smart) I made A long time ago.

Forever A friend will last
They've been with you since the past,
But some are fast,
To Run away,
When things arent okay

That's the time you start to pray
For all your problems down the drain,
No more sorrow, no more pain,
Just wanted to say,
Everything will be okay,
If you always have a friend,
Till the beginning to the end.
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Well, I never said it would be good.
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When you're looking down,
When you start to frown,
Just try to forget,
All your useless regrets,
And live for tommorow,
For time can't be borrowed
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Kishen's kittens went on a mission to kill Kishen while in the police station teaching sick patients how to make mittens.
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Never got that far.....
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The New Virus

2008-07-18T23:19:00.000+08:00

Well, what I have here is a story I made. Please comment on it. Thank you.
The story is named The New Virus (or TNV for short). The main character is named Jack. So far, this is all I've written.

The New Virus (By the way, it’s a story)

By Guardian (If you copy this, I’ll whack you)

Introduction (I won’t blame you if you skip this)
Well, first of all, I would like to thank God, my parents, siblings (yeah right), teachers and friends.

Helpers: A dude named Blake (Helped me create the story), Another dude named Pravin (pain in the butt), A duddete named Kaye (I dunno), Super Man (For assuring me that there’s still someone in the world who stinks more than me)

Chapter 1: All things start with a beginning (Um, duh?)

“Class, I have your exam results here” said Mr. Lee. Jack clutched his hair. He and Mr. Lee aren’t on good terms. Mr. Lee has an impression that Jack is a stupid boy and Jack has an impression that Mr. Lee is a stupid teacher. Mr. Lee teaches Science which happens to be Jack’s best subject. However, he and his teacher’s views differ so Jack ends up getting horrible results for his Science tests and exams even though he happens to be a pro at Science.

Mr. Lee: As usual, John has the highest marks. Jack, I am especially disappointed with you. For question 4, which microorganism is the smallest, the answer is not “Mr. Lee’s brain”.

By the way, did I mention that Jack has given up trying to please Mr. Lee? What’s the use anyway? Mr. Lee wouldn’t mark him correct for anything even if everyone else put the same answer and gets correct.

Mr. Lee: Can you please explain your theory on why my brain happens to be the smallest microorganism?

Jack : Well, as we have all learnt before, microorganism cannot be seen with our naked eyes.

A few of the class’s geniuses give nods and murmurs or agreement.

Jack : So, has anyone seen our teacher’s brain?

No one speaks.

Jack : Therefore, I conclude since we cannot see our teacher’s brain, it must a microorganism.

Mr. Lee turns a bit red. He and Jack never agree.

Mr. Lee: Another question Jack, what starts with D and ends with N and happens to be somewhere you’re going?

Jack : Disneyland?

Mr. Lee: Actually, Disneyland ends with a D.

Jack : Really? I never knew that.

Mr. Lee: I know, most people don’t pronounce the D at the end.

Jack : Hey, what’s Disneyland like?

Mr. Lee: Wait a minute, you’re just trying to distract me aren’t you? Well Jack, detention. Need I say anything else?

First Post(Or in other words, I have no idea what to write about)

2008-07-06T09:10:00.000+08:00

As you can see, this is my first blog (and post). So if I start writing about junk, please tell me. Of course, no actually is reading this so I really don't care about what I say. Now, if there is someone reading this, well, good for you. As I was saying, no one actually is reading this so....

CARROTS WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!!