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Showing posts with label school activities. Show all posts
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Friday, September 16, 2011

PMR For Real

Some call it a war, a storm, a smoking volcano, a fight to the death......I call it an exaggeration of a test.
Sometimes all this stress gets to my head till I feel like a robot.

With PMR slightly more than 2 weeks away, I've gotta sign off here temporarily to save body energy because I need as much energy as possible for a switch from hyperdrive into #blackhole

So hopefully once PMR is over I'll be back in one piece...and smiling.
I leave you with this word: Arivederci
Sorry, no creativity seizures lately. ):

Anyway, to all PMR candidates I'll love to wish you all ALL the BeSt and GOD bless in your examination.

p/s: not forgetting you SPM and STPM candidates. Although your real exam is more than a month away, here some words of encouragement from Luke 1:37- Nothing, you see, is impossible with God.

Signing off here. Till 11.10.11.


Saturday, June 11, 2011

Bak2u

I'm back from PJ. Hopefully, I'm ready for school. xD

These two weeks of holidays have been rather eventful. I managed to force myself to study the chinese ming ju, I found new friends, and I manage to improve on quite a number of skills.

So....I'm pretty satisfied with what I have done. Looking forward, among of the many events coming my way the one highlighted in bold is PMR. Penilaian Menengah Rendah, not as important as Sijil Pelajaran Menengah, still requires an amount of attention, since it helps me choose which stream I'm gonna enter.

Anyway, for now, I'm gonna enjoy the precious dying moments of this mid-term break before I enter hyperdrive.
Ha-ciao.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

May-June Hols


At last....slow-pace life again. sigh.

Congratulations to Scott for winning the 10th American Idol. But I'll still support you, Casey and James, you guys make a good show.

Exams. Better than the last one but still average. But average is good. Coca-cola rocks by the way.
Sorry for that random comment. History was the most difficult for me. I guess it's because I didn't have enough time to study Form 1 and Form 2 stuff. But for chinese, I gotta say I did a whee bit better than the last time. I would actually like to thank Michael for opening his exercise book for doing some last-minute revision cause I saw the author of a ming ju (idiom) exactly at that moment when i looked over his shoulder. I think the ming ju was 天网灰灰, 疏而不失. And believe it or not, is was in one of the questions! This was not the first this happened. Remember the science test incident last year. Well, this was about what happened then, too.

Kungfu Panda is back, Pirates of the Caribbean too.

I actually would want to thank everyone that helped me in the Sejarah Folio this year. It was a great time asking for your help. Thanks Jus, Nav, Ade, Logan, Kan, Wai Kin, Jing Y and Joa.



Monday, May 16, 2011

Missing


It has been missing for a few weeks already. =)
These pictures were taken about a month ago because the shoes was so nice. I do believe it was one of the best school shoes I ever had. Volleyball prints on the sole, an upward curve in the shoe for better comfort and awesome red color, it was very useful. Cheap, too. *sigh, so I'm a little disappointed it got lost.
How it got lost? Well, I walked out of the computer lab and my shoes weren't on the shoes rack. FYI, shoes are prohibited in the lab. So I walked to the shops opposite the school to wait for my mum in my socks. In fact, I thought it was fun(sillysmile). About the disappearance, I didn't make anyone mad and I know i didn't misplace it.
It's just gone. Mysterious disappearance. And I just wasn't mad. I keep thinking it is someone playing a joke on me and one day that pair of shoes will come back. If I don't get it back, I hope the person that took it would use it properly. If it is not in the hands of a human, then....ah well.

I 'm not angry. My parents were angry. That was surprise for me. Well, it's just shoes.

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

A Taste of Bile


I got last in class, 100th in the standard. Humilating enough.

Friday, March 11, 2011

March events

This is becoming boring, isn't it? exams over and over again.
But just to inform you, a monthly exam is coming up very soon. 23-25march.
I don't feel anything. It's just another exam anyway. I'm just gonna see how much I've learnt, that's all. Hehe.
Volleyball competition is coming but my team's not in because we lack team members. So these few days, I would be asking everybody..."do you wanttojoin volllleeyball?"
Mr Wong, our principal, retired on Wednesday. There were quite a lot of teary faces but to summarize the entire experience-it was a once in a lifetime experience. It's not everyday, your principal retires. Mr Wong, in my opinion, is a responsible person. He cares for his students very much. However, there is much criticism that happens behinds his back. I hope most of them are not true. I admit that I also had small prejudices towards Mr Wong. But I believe that despite some of his weaknesses, he tried his best to keep the school in order. Anyhow, I thank you Mr Wong for your contributions to our school. Oh, and happy birthday.

Speaking of birthdays, there have been many birthdays the past few weeks. To anyone who is celebrating your birthday this month-Happy birthday.
guitars and backward sets rock.


Thursday, February 24, 2011

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Nah, not the movie Emily Browning and Liam Aiken starred in. This one is real.
The past two days have been quite eventful ones-in a negative way. I have been ditimpa (evaded) with some less than joyful events. But I wouldn't say they were terrible for me. Some of them were like adventures for me. What's life without challenges? dife?

Before I relate the stories, let me count the number; 1....2....3....4...5...6. Alright, six events-miserable yet challenging events.
Yesterday,
1 My pants got pulled down. To the knees. Epic joke of the year done on me so far. Actually, I pulled someone's pants down earlier but not THAT low. So I don't blame the fella for taking revenge on me, in a friendly way. It really was funny. We're even now dude. Fortunately, school had ended and only the boys saw and some other not so lucky ones. Hey, it's embarassing! I'm using all the guts I have to post this up. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I want to prove that it really was a series of unfortunate events.

2 My shoe was thrown into a dustbin. I still haven't got into finding the -** that did that. But I don't mind. Still, it caused me a slight inconvenience especially because it happened like 5 minutes after the pants thing. By the way, if you're wondering why in the first place my shoes aren't on my feet, it is because I'm not allowed to wear shoes into class because my class is the COMPUTER LAB. I did mentioned this in one of the earlier posts. Anyway, when I found out one of my shoes was missing I searched the shoe rack, the drain and in the class.I even dreaded that it would be on the roof. Then a student came along to ask me a question-where is the monitor. I said the monitor left. Funny how the person didn't notice my lopsided posture because my shoe was on while my other foot was wearing only socks. Anyway, I noticed a dustbin nearby and I knew the plot. I won't mention the manner my left shoe was rescued but I will tell you that my shoe smelt okay-it smelt of whitener-after that episode. Yep, I stuck my nose upside down to catch a waft of its odour.

3 I was locked out of my own house. Crazy? Ya tink? Scout meeting was over early so I walked home only to be forced to climb into my house like a thief. Making matters worse, the doorbell didn't work. Anyhow, my mom wasn't in. The car wasn't inside.I actually would have happily waited outside of my house for my mom to come back.? But I figured that if my mom was out then most probably she was at school waiting to pick me up. I was too late to inform her before she left. So if I don't inform her I was home, she'll end up waiting for an hour and finally getting pissed and the circumstances will become devastating. There are two ways to inform her-telecommunication or I walk back to school. I considered the former which was the fastest way. Telephone! House telephone? How am I gonna reach the house phone when the house is locked?Windows! SNap, a plan. I have a cordless phone (thank God for cordless phones!) in the house that I might be able to reach from the window. All my windows at home are netted so all I have to do is undo the netting so that I can reach in. And it just so happened that the netting to this particular window was done from the outside instead of inside. Remember, God is good, and he always will make a way. In the end I succeeded without tearing my pants and called my mom. Wow.

4 I - into - - - - into - --. Sorry, but it was a terrible experience.

But at least yesterday there was a smile. Haha.

Today
5 I went to sukan only to find out that I was cancelled from my running event. Great. I was already slightly late so I had to sit in a bus filled with emerald (I'm in Ruby house) marching members, PBSM and prefects. But it was pretty fun cause there a few friends there. Reached the stadium and found out I didn't have a number. Which means I am kind of like a useless reserve. But it wasn't so bad. I just hanged around with my friends instead and even managed to take a visit to the Paroi swimming pool which was a 3 minutes walk away from the Paroi Athlete Stadium to see two friends who were in a swimming competition. Nevertheless, the sports day was awesome. I saw many fast runners. Imagine a runner as tall as me beat a runner a head taller! J-super fast!

6 I think I miscounted. Or, I forgot. Erm...sorry can't remember. But the main stuff are above. That's my series of unfortunate events this year. Do you have yours? Please share.

Honestly, I liked the change that came with these so called unfortunate events. Like I said, it was quite like an adventure.





Saturday, February 19, 2011

Pn Poga says...

Passed up my commonwealth essay a week ago and I got it back yesterday-marked. To my surprise it was reviewed by my sis' English teacher-Pn Poga. But then, she's the panitia for English, right?

To be honest, I kind of liked my essay...till now. I finally see it from a different point of view; it is actually quite FUN! Well, her remarks on my essay weren't the main cause. I just read through the whole thing again and criticized it like a normal reader would do." this writer ah..." I didn't have the energy or motivation to do that when I wrote it. Another factor was my friends essay. It was totally awesome Jus!

Anyway, first I had a super interesting beginning in my head for weeks and when I sat down to write it, everything burst forth and reached a dead end. That's the problem when you don't plan the plot. I was literally hoping that some idea would pop up in my head while I was writing but it just didn't happen this time. Eventually, I cracked my head, staying up late at night and it all produce a exciting-turn-monotonous essay. SIGH, this experience has discouraged me a lot. Thus, I decided to buck up and read more. Simple, but for me it's hard because not every book's storyline is as exciting to me as the grammar, no offence though.

Okay, here's some random thing that just popped into my head. I'll like to ask those writers, whether you have experienced this:
You had many ideas all along so when you sit down to write you'll try your best to include all the points, right? What happens when you just can't fit a point in? I mean, for example you have lots of points but there is one point that you thought of that is very important. So when you write the essay or script, you put in all the points and left out the important ones. And the situation of the essay makes it in such a way that if you put in the point at that moment, you'll either go out of topic or the points you put in earlier wouldn't make sense or that important point would look awkward sitting right at the bottom of that paragraph. I'll give an example:
Larry killed the men and ran off. (sorry that's the simplest I could thing off.) He walked down the lane looking behind him. finally he swerved into a dark alley and entered the tunnel leading to Rob's place. Once inside, He was shocked to see the place in a state of commotion.
okay, take that example. Now, let's say I forgot to add in another character which is very important for him to come out at that scene. The character is Larry's college old friend that was at the murder scene and went along to Rob's place. It is a lame example but doesn't it seems that I have reached a dead end and I'll need to rearrange the story? I mean, I can't just put "random fact: Larry's partner bill was with him during the murder", right? Wow, it's difficult to explain but I hope I didn't confuse you. So please tell me, whether you have experienced this?

But my reading didn't start off really well. Today, I learnt a new word: castrate....and it's disgusting. Now I'm getting ideas for my next essay....heh heh.


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?

My school has many students more than a thousands; and there are hundreds more trying to come in. My class has around 50 people. In fact almost all classes have a number of 48 or more. To comply to the space requirements, my class is shifting to the ICT lab/ computer lab. For me, that is a very desperate measure indeed. Well, shifting to the computer lab is definitely awesome-with the air-conditioners there and the place so clean plus the computers are there too. However, I've got a bad feeling about this. Apart from the problem of everyone taking of their shoes everytime they enter the class which makes the inside smelly, I'm worried about the school's space management.

I'm not sure whether there is a thing as space management but what I mean is the school should try planning the classes properly. I know you want to give students more space to breathe and study for better results but please know what you are doing. I'm not saying that the arrangements made by the school are a problem. In fact, I think it's pretty good of you to think of the students and find space. But the question is: which class are they shifting to? Is that class suitable for learning. I can't really explain the PC lab table arrangements, but it is obvious that unless they shift the tables, it won't be a suitable place for studying.

But, whatever. If we are instructed to go, so be it, headmaster. I trust you have planned it all out already. So, tomorrow will be the first day I sit in the ICT lab for a whole school day...let's see how it goes. hehehe....

Friday, January 14, 2011

Volleyball Havoc

Today has got to be the craziest day of this year so far. And it was the first volleyball practice of the year!

Well, it was scheduled that we were going to have volleyball practice at 3.30 pm. But just before 3.25 pm. it started to drizzle. Then it stopped. Started drizzling again. Stop. Then...BOOM. A thunderstorm wrecked havoc on the unsuspecting hopes of the vball club members. That was only the beginning of our gloomy day.

Well, we still had a meeting, with teacher telling the new members all the basics. Jokes. And the rained just got worst. Yea, I did hear about the meteorology department predicting rainstorms throughout the whole Chinese new year season. And that's terrible for sports. But awesome for sleeping.

Anyway, we finally decided to play indoors. As in indoors we meant the badminton court. But that's what we do when we're desperate, no? Actually, only then I realized that the badminton is SMALL compared to the gargantuan volleyball court.

If I'm gonna build an indoor volleyball court, I'll make sure it will be as wide as a football field, maybe two... And the ceiling will be as tall as a triple-storey building. A badminton court is WAY to small for volleyball. We broke a light bulb in the heat of the game. Well, one of the newbies was returning an "out" shot and I think he thought the volleyball was some kind of basketball cause he gave his brute force and it flew...........and hit the bulb. But I don't blame him. The court was way too small for vball and the ball was just pumped. I guess his dad would be a few bucks poorer by now...

Anyway, the teacher actually told us before the game started that she was not responsible of any casualties. So, she kinda asked us to replace the light bulb as soon as possible. Ha-ha. our fault.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

First Week of Form 3 Life

The first week of school has past and I feel GREEAAT!!! Just feel like punching some PMR ass. WOOT!

First of all, I'm actually a bit not used to being Form 3. Takes a bit of time of getting used too especially when I'm the same height as the Form 1s. Homework has increased by a slight rate but I'm okayee. PJPK(Phys. Ed.) was AWESOME. Lovin' volleyball more than eva'! Just played some volleyball with Form 4 dudes on wednesday. And Futsal....SUPER!

Anyhow, I still have to be serious. Much, much more serious now since that FAT PMR is coming.
Yea, I should start studying. 1 week of non-study is already giving me the creeps. WEIRD.

Anyway, this week, I got my first English, BM and Chinese essays. And I planned to put a totally crazy story in all. However, I failed to do so in BM. But English....ENGLISH YEAYEYAYEYA BABE!!! I totally put a SUPER crazy story just to annoy the teacher! ( gonna post it up soon!) And I'm planning to do so in Chinese. Something stupid. Something....he he he.

Today, at Youth Fellowship, we set out all our resolutions. And I know that 2011 is gonna be a great year because my God says so!!!
Readers, I'll thank you again for visiting my blog! Welcome to my Everlasting joy in writing this earthly blog! I changed the name of my blog because God really spoke to me. Yes, He spoke to me in NSCFL camp last year. During the fasting and prayer period, as a I read the bible, I wrote down everything he was telling me. And o boy, there was so much about CF and school! Well, everlasting was suppose to be the theme of the CF but I have no authority to decide everything, so then I thought, my blog!

If you want to know about that list, comment and ask.

So here's to a wonderful and fulfilling year! I hope you all enjoy 2011 too! including PMR...ha ha.

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.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

July

I didn't have much to post about so there is a gap between this post and the latest one.

July is here surprisingly soon. I'm not excited at all. Well, only that Christmas is nearer. World cup's over. Exam results have been given out. And soon the third exam is coming. For the Form 3s-Trial PMR.

So, it is another roller coaster ride but now the speed is slower and the feel is boring and the energy is weak.
What else can say??? Welcome to Jua-Lie.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

A Hell of a Ride

Really sorry to anyone offended by the title above. But honestly, it really has been one big roller-coaster ride.

Okay, I told you about this trip I went on earlier, didn't I? Well, I'm keeping mum on it, real sorry. But friends of mine would know. Smart readers will know how to find out. I will be uploading photos of this particular trip, and I hope you will enjoy them.

Back to the post. Well, I was gone pretty long and when I came back, it was the very first day of the mid-term examinations. I didn't freak out and I didn't scream...I actually was half-expecting something to happen. Besides, I was feeling pretty weird, like I was in a fairy tale. Anyway, I took the examinations, and my class teacher greeted me with a lot of enthusiasm when she saw my face.
The days came and went and finally, after nights of undisciplined studying and nervous hours of exams, the test was over. HAH!
I expect not to get excellent marks in this test cause I didn't really get to study. And presently, the marks I got were not really promising. Alright, they were lousy, for me. What do you think? There are 4 Bs to start with...

I'm going to skip all the laments about the exams. Just when I thought I was going to enjoy life, there came another moment of intensity, well not really. I didn't get the prefect post. Actually, I had always known deep inside that I wouldn't get it ever since the interview and another incident. So let me say that there was 10% chance of me getting it. Anyway, congratulations to the RIGHTFUL PREFECTS! Have fun slogging for the teachers.
Okay, it isn't as bad as Justin puts it, so two words...work hard.I can't really say I deserved it, my mom says that maybe God has other plans for me.
So, I guess I will be getting more involved with CF from now on. By the way, if anyone comes to me and ask, I'll just say I quited.

So now I'm enjoying this holiday, waiting for CF Camp to come. Hopefully, many people will attend this fun camp. This year it is in Broga, Semenyih, somewhere near the border between Selangor and Negeri Sembilan. From what the CF president said, it is a nice place. I believe it will be fun (it always is!), and that many souls will be touch by God.
Remember to bring MP3 Players so you won't be bored on the bus.

Then after the holidays, I will be pushing myself to study. My friends and I challenged one another to get lower than 25 placing in the whole form for the end-term exam.
What happens if one of us fails while the other succeeds?
A slap on the cheek. Pretty harsh and it was NOT my idea. =D
However, if we both fail, no slapping. How corrupted we are.

And after that, Christmas. Till then, I will be hoping to make the most of the time I have now.

Ghost Blog

A foul breeze seems to have swept over my blog. Everything is so eerie, so silent, so creepy.

*POP*
I'm back to the big, bad blogging business. Hopefully, there is still some life left here.

I'm really sorry to have gone without a word or any hint. The reason was that I went away! And then came back and there came this old man that brought some papers to me. On top of all the papers were these words:
Suicidal Mid-term Examination
ONE WORD FOR YOU:
STUDY
Reluctantly, I finished the old man off.
I would like to tell you that I studied like mad, got good grades, and became the top in the class.
But I think you can guess what happened even with two eyes closed.
I didn't fail, but I didn't succeed in killing the old man(getting good grades) either.
Skip that part, it's depressing.

Okay, I'm really glad to be back so that I can connect to the people who have wasted their precious time to read this ghost blog.
Thanks, I appreciate it. Thanks a lot.

So, I guess you can utter that there will be more than one post appearing starting from now.

Got to start cleaning away the cobwebs first though...

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Prefects Gala 2010

24 of April 2010 was a pretty exciting day. It was the day the Prefect's Gala was held.

Everyone who helped organized this event knows that it was a very busy day for us. So you can guess what I did after everything was over. ZZZZZ....

Anyway, it started off for us with practice, meetings and rehearsals weeks before the real event. So, I was really full with things to do because of some other competitions I took part in and projects that my teachers gave my class to do.

Okay, fast forward to the day of the gala. We had another rehearsal at 4pm. Then another rehearsal about two hours from the start of the gala which is from 7.30 to 10.30 pm.
So, I ran here and there running errands. At 6 pm. most of us had to do some ushering (which is just standing by the walkway). " Hello, welcome to Prefect's Gala SMK Bukit Mewah." Yep, that was pretty much what I and a few others who were standing near the gates said every time someone walk pass.

Finally, Mr Wong, my school's excellent principal, arrived in his car and we closed the gates (the concept is that nobody can come later than the principal). Not wanting to miss the opening ceremony, I rushed up the covered way. First thing I found out: my bag was missing. Of course I went around looking, and I guessed that some people in charge must have taken my bag along with others in order for the guest to sit. So, I procrastinated in finding it. Don't worry, I did find it after the gala.

The opening ceremony was pretty good, like a movie. The only complain I have is that the sounds (or words) were not clear due to something to do with the speakers and also partly because people were still talking.

The following events were pretty nice especially the dances (thanks to Gopinath and the gang). The refreshments...well there was only pastries for the guest while the prefects had the latter and mee hoon. People expect something filling for this gala, so I thought that wasn't very well done. But it still was O.K.

Anyway, back to the performances, Zura and Izzad had one last opportunity to sing and they did it well, singing "21 guns". And last but not least, was the follow dance. I didn't dance, however, not only because I was tired but also because I earlier had bumped into someone and bruised my leg muscle. So, I kinda was limping around the whole time.

Now....my bag! Yea, I looked up and down and almost, almost gave up finding it and take it that it was stolen or something. It was a good thing my sis was with me. She asked me to check the hall one more time. So, as I walked over to the sound system table while scanning it, I saw something white. I thought that if that wasn't the bag then I'm going home (forgive me for giving up so easily but I'm sure you would feel downcast too if you had check three classrooms twice each and walked the whole length of the hall four times). The white turned out NOT to be the bag. Okay, I'm going ho-

Who in the world put this here? It's my bag! Right on the table. I was happy(or exasperated)I didn't care to find out whether it had been there before.

Thanks Han, for asking me to check the deserted hall one last time.

P/S: Sorry seniors for making you guys sit at the back. Something went wrong there.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Results...Retorture

I feel flobberwormyish-burgerbrainish-pollywobblerknockerpearyfairyscarymaddyish-upsidedownyetdownsideupish-eatthegiantmeatballish-lobblyleggish-lombomsomgomtoodlyfurymorryandy-ish. And I could go on and on and on and on. It is the exam results. I got GREAT =D yet bad = ( results. Okay, I'll explain.

Well, not so long before this post I mentioned about the March examinations on the way and all that stuff and later, that I am happy that the exams are over. Well, here's some very exciting news. The results are out.
The reason I am frustrated is that my results are uneven. The good ones are good. the bad ones are really bad. Here is the proof:
B.M. 88% A
Chinese 51% C
English 98% A
Maths 88% A
Science 98% A
Geography 90% A
History 90% A
Moral 82% A
Art 55% C
Kemahiran Hidup (Life Skills) 92% A

The conclusion is, I am consistently good in certain subjects and pretty bad in some. I guess I have to keep improving. But it is really frustrating. Especially art. I don't know whether it is something wrong with me or the teacher. The teacher said that my coloring wasn't good, especially a particular banana that had a black smudge on it. Gosh! That was a dent on the banana!

Ah well, nevermine. Like what my friend often says, whatever.

P/S: Currently, My mom and I are trying to find a Mandarin tuition for me so that I can improve on the subject. Any good ones you know?