Where in the blogs?
Friday, September 16, 2011
PMR For Real
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Bak2u
Saturday, May 28, 2011
May-June Hols

Monday, May 16, 2011
Missing
Okay, so it's lost. I can't do much, I've told the teacher in charge. So...
Ha-ciao
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Triumphant Death
Ali bit off the snake’s head as he breathed his last. (Weird, I know)
Call it what you like- a tragic win, a fatal triumph, a hero’s death – This kind of scene is very popular in dramas, novels – fiction and sometimes non-fiction, and even classics.
That’s just some random stuff. Currently, I have some good news, I’ve done sejarah folio. The bad news (there has always been) is that there is still much more to do. Geo folio, mid-term tests, trials and who knows what. So I guess this is the time where I have to switch to turboboost mode.
Many unique ideas are born from accidents, yet there are no accidents.
Slightly confusing but quite, quite true.
Oh, and I nearly forgot...this is my 100th post!!!! :D :D
Ha-ciao.
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
March events
Thursday, February 24, 2011
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Pn Poga says...
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The Power of Perseverance
Last week, my school organized the annual Merentas Desa (Long distance Running) competition. This year, I was really determined to finish below the 30th placing. The participants who finish below the 30th placing will receive medals. First 15 to finish have the chance to join the athlete team. I did not want to get into the athlete team. I just wanted to set a goal for myself because I knew I could do it.
Okay, enough explaining. At 7.15 am they gave us the usual briefings. Then everyone goes down to the field and the tension starts. Well, at least for most of us. Then it’s the moment where everyone waits for the principal to blow the horn. Most of us have finished warming by this time. Beep, the crazy horn goes. You think everyone starts jogging but instead all hell breaks loose and suddenly all you see are people sprinting. It has been like that ever since I joined the event. Well, eventually those will stop from exhaustion and it turned out they were only trying to heat up the atmosphere. Then the serious joggers will catch up. Soon, it’s like a marathon.
Well, from the start I was ready for that crazy sprinting spree so when the horn went I started jogging and tried my best to avoid getting bumped. Unfortunately, some get very tensed when they see everyone sprinting so they start to sprint too and the run out of breath.
The track consisted of straight and curvy roads. There were two or three steep hills and lots of downhill paths too. Throughout the course, you could see different kinds of strategies. Some jog all the way and sprint towards the end (I believe this is the most common because it really is good). Some will jog, walk, sprint, jog walk sprint… Yet some fellows will sprint and then walk and then sprint again. These are the ones who are tired but don’t want to get left behind. Yet there are some who just jog all the way or walk all the way. Honestly, I was really confused that several groups walk like they are in a shopping mall. A few people may brisk walk.
About 2 km away from the finish line, I was running out of energy. My toes hurt (because my shoe was getting too small for me), I was short of breath and my muscles ache. I had two options- to walk and rest for a while and let people past me or keep on going and give my all out. But I had pretty much made up my mind. I had to endure. I would LOVE to stop but I knew that if I did I would regret it my whole life. Plus, I actually managed to bluff myself that if I finished below 30 I could have all the burgers and soft drinks I wanted. And I just manage to get no. 26 before nearly falling down out of exhaustion after the finish line. I could not even walk straight. I just drowned myself with some icy orange juice.
Okay, the power of perseverance. Absolutely great it is. I manage to get 26th because I practiced, prayed, wore quality shoes, ate a lot yesterday and got tips from friends. But endurance and mental strength played a major part. No wonder, the sport sections say a lot about mental stuff.
No time, gotta go."Essayed" All The Way
Remember the essay I wrote about in one of the previous post? Well, here it is. I was gonna write a totally outrageous essay, but then I thought that maybe I shouldn’t give the teacher that BAD a headache. Ha ha. But, there’s a great bunch of exaggeration. Well, I just want to share it so I hope you enjoy it.
The golden beams of sunshine rained down upon the earth ever so brightly as a small population of country people began to stir. Just another normal day in Cha Cha village. However, among all these beautiful things happening, was a boy born for destruction and doom. His name – Vader. Vader was pretty much a very, very mischievous 12-yearold orphan. Having no loving parent, his Aunt May decided to embrace him as her adopted son and shower love and kindness upon this poor boy.
But Vader was not as he appeared to be. Maybe it was the friends in school, maybe it was because both his parents passed away, or maybe Aunt May was too loving to even scold him, but Vader was a queer and mischievous boy. Well, on that sunny day, Aunt May prepared a delicious breakfast of banana pie and watermelon for Vader. Vader just gobbled down the plate of steaming food without a word of thanks and proceeded to grab his school snack and school bag. And the door slammed behind him before you could say, “knife”.
Actually Vader was feeling a bit guilty that day because he was planning to play truant from school, so that was why he did not speak to his aunty. Every day, something mischievous was always playing on Vader’s mind. And today it was the rambutans in Uncle Dick’s orchard. Someone in school once told Vader that there was a secret passageway right to the heart of the orchard and the entrance was beside the Chu Chu River behind a thorn bushes. So Vader loitered around the river trying to figure out where the heck the entrance was. And finally he found it. And before you could say, “George Washington Bush”, he was already in Uncle Dick’s Orchard admiring the ripe rambutans.
While Vader was plucking a rambutan to eat, a brilliant idea flashed across his super boy mind. He figured that if he managed to get enough rambutans, he could sell it to buy a hat for Aunt May. You see, Vader was not all bad and evil inside. He still was a young boy with lovely thoughts. Just mischievous. Secondly, in Vader’s naïve mind, taking rambutans from Uncle Dick’s Orchard was not stealing. In fact, he called it “taking advantage of good opportunities”.
Well, since the place appeared to be deserted, Vader started to climb up to the top of the tree. Seating himself on a stable branch, he began picking the best rambutans he could see and stuffing his pockets and any place possible with as much fruit as possible. At last, Vader weighed a ton more because all his pockets and bags were full with red, hairy rambutans.
Vader then went to the market, whistling a happy tune to himself. On the way, he noticed a dog that was tailing him. Showing pity, Vader took one rambutan from his pocket and gave it to it. Ever since, that was Vader’s new pet dog, which he named Fur. Later on, Vader finally found a spot in the market that was suitable for selling. He took out his gigantic handkerchief and spread it onto the ground. Then he piled up all his rambutans for sale.
After an hour’s time, all Vader’s rambutans were sold because they were all ripe and juicy and big. That was because Uncle Dick always took care of his trees. In total, Vader managed to get RM 50. Vader bought a hat for Aunt May and a book for himself. Finally, he had RM 20left to spare. As an orphan, Vader had never heard of such a thing as a bank or savings account, so he was in hot soup trying to figure out what to do with that money.
Suddenly, an airplane flew across the sky. As he watched it, he remembered his teacher saying that “what goes around comes around”. So, he decided to do a kind deed to the first beggar he sees by giving the money to him. Soon, Vader saw an old man with no left arm lying on a mat beside the road. Feeling sad, Vader gave the 20 Ringgit bill to the beggar. The beggar could not believe his eyes as he took the money. As a gesture of thanks, he sang a song to Vader. The title of the song was “I’m not afraid”.
Feeling a sense of accomplishment, Vader began to skip his way home but stopped in his tracks as he noticed his aunt smiling at him from afar. Not knowing what the meaning of that look was, Vader rushed over to his aunty. Surprisingly, Aunt May did not scold him for playing truant from school. All she did was advise Vader not to repeat his mistake. Then, she said that she was very proud of Vader’s act of kindness to a stranger. Hearing this, Vader grinned broadly and presented the brand new hat to Aunt May. Aunt May was delighted and pleased.
Well, Vader decided not to play truant again and skipped to school with his new pet dog. His spirits were high, so he was ready for any scolding or basting from his teacher. Aunt May just stood there and sighed. From that day on, she knew that her decision to replace spanking with kind words was the best decision she had ever made because despite Vader’s mischievous character, she had succeeded in planting a heart full of kindness inside him.
By the way, if the storyline is a bit “narrow”, please know that it was a guided comprehension (there were 5 drawn pictures with one left empty. 3-4 words were given for every drawn picture. For the last picture, they asked me to think of an ending). Yup, we are really pampered in the English subject in my country. At my level, I would like to be asked to write something more challenging. But the government has to consider the weak students, too. Plus, my quality of English is not as good as it should be either.
p/s: I got 25 over 30 for that. Not too bad, I hope.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
What class?
Friday, January 14, 2011
Volleyball Havoc
Saturday, January 8, 2011
First Week of Form 3 Life
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
PMR Days
Well, it is the exam season. This time, it’s PMR. Feel the tension, feel the anxiety.
For me, I’m pretty free since I’m not taking PMR this year. In fact, I have 4 days off!!! But this post is not really about that. What I am writing here is concerning those that are taking PMR, those that are studying non-stop at home (figuratively). Two Thumbs up to you Form 3 students. I guess you won’t be able to see this post since you are all so busy now, but just by any chance one or two of you visit this blog, I hope that you will be encouraged.
Many parents would say that if you do your best, there’s nothing to worry about because even if you get bad marks you know that you gave everything and there was nothing you could have done to change the result. I guess that is true. Just hope that does not really happen. Imagine reading 5000 pages and memorizing 300 sentences and not pass?? Terrible.
I am starting to feel the urge to study for PMR since next year is already the year I take it. But I still have the final examinations coming so I guess that just has to wait. And that’s also why I can’t write for long.
So, I just want to encourage any Form 3 reading now that you should not worry too much. Just study and pray for good results. = D I hope that applies to myself next year…
But if you are reading this after you took PMR…
Congratulations, just because you got through the exam!!
Don’t care if it’s an A or a F. I know I am not in your shoes and I don’t know the pressure you are going through, but I believe that as long as you are satisfied with all the studies you have done, then the results are just a piece of paper.
Happy studying!! I hope I have helped you, even though it is just a bit.