Interesting Facts For Nobody

One of my father's friends turned 60 on the 29th of November 2008 (which was yesterday). He threw a grand birthday party in the Hakkah Restaurant in Kuala Lumpur. The entertainments there were the emcee, who was really great at catching people's attention and making jokes AND dancers from Ballroom Dancing Academy from Kelana Jaya. The dancers were introduced before they began their....some-form-of-cha-cha dance. And before I knew it (HOLY CRAP!!!!) I saw Alexander Liew dancing his butt off. It was so funny that I couldn't contain my laughter inside. Thank goodness he couldn't recognize or even see me (provided he knows my existence) since I was right at the corner of the big dinner room. Now, I really hope none of you out there betray my trust and tell anyone about this incident, because I must say, my laughter during that period of time was really bad.

Then, the chef of the Hakkah Restaurant, another of my father's friends, kind of made fun of the dancing and grooved to his own beat (note that this was done within the laughing vicinity of my table). The emcee saw this feat and invited him to come up to the center of the room and dance. Man, this one REALLY got me in stitches. It was so funny, my whole table nearly died of laughter. But the main reason as to why we suffered the laughter the most was because this uncle danced right in front of our noses....and we KNEW he was going to be called out.

And today, my family went shopping. Now, now, before you jump into any conclusion that I have finally emerged from my childish cocoon and learnt the therapeutic effects of shopping, please digest the fact that we went there with a PURPOSE. I don't go shopping to LOOK for what to buy, I PINPOINT my targets for the day before shopping (unlike....well, almost everybody I know =P).

LOOKING FOR A NEW CAMERA

And we actually spent 2 hours in the camera shop. Finally, we got this affordable and reasonably priced semi-professional Canon camera. Initially, we were looking for Nikon D90. Unfortunately, everywhere we went, the salesperson kept saying that it was out of stock. But anyway, that camera's for the professionals. None of my family members (immediate) knew how to handle that, say, if it wasn't user-friendly.

So now, as the responsible cameraman of the family, I'm reading the freaking thick manual. I obviously wouldn't want the camera to die in Changsha, especially with the breathtaking sceneries.

And I would also like to point out something. I might be removing the Cbox once again after weighing several matters.


First of all, I'd like you to know that whatever you say in the Cbox won't last forever. I can keep changing my Cbox and histories of you would be gone. Might as well COMMENT on my posts. THAT, I can check on regularly when creating a new post.

Secondly, ISN'T IT VERY ANNOYING TO KNOW THAT NOBODY SAYS ANYTHING IN THE CBOX PREPARED????

Thirdly, if you're going to say something in objection right now, wouldn't it be troublesome for you to scroll all the way down when you can just CLICK ON THE COMMENT BUTTON? (To add to your frustration, you might not even find the Cbox there anymore).


Fourthly, my Cbox contains many vulgarities, although not directed at this blog, Zequilix. Apparently, the vulgarities are targeted at my prank blog and I would not like to elaborate further on this matter.

If you would like to be the next victim of my lame prank, please click on this sentence (this option is NOT recommended).

However, if you still find that Cboxes are essentials in your life, you may click HERE to transport you to my Cbox page, although whatever you say there might be a vain attempt.

Things I DON'T know about myself:
The Executive
You are a natural leader - with confidence and strength that inspires others.
Driven to succeed, you are always looking for ways to gain, power, knowledge, and expertise.
Sometimes you aren't the most considerate person, especially to those who are a bit slow.
You are not easily intimidated - and you have a commanding, awe-inspiring presence.
In love, you hold high standards... for yourself, for your relationship, and for your significant other.
While it's easy for you to impress others, it's hard for you to find someone who impresses you.
At work, you are organized and good at delegating. You understand how to achieve goals.
You would make a great CEO, entrepreneur, or consultant.
How you see yourself: Rational, calm, and objective
When other people don't get you, they see you as: Inflexible, controlling, and overbearing


Rediscover Canon.

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The Golden Age (Happy Birthday, Papa)

27th November 2008

Today was my father's 50th birthday. He has lived to see half a century and a million changes in the world (you can make that a BILLION). It is now fit to call him the sage who sits upon a mountain and aids all those who come to seek his advice. But dear me, he's not THAT old. It's not like he even LOOKS like one of those wise men who dwell on the sharp ridges that line the mountains' cut-off-from-the-world look.

We celebrated his birthday the whole day--without him, save the last 3 hours of dinner. It's sad to know he has to work on his birthday. Just like when I found out my first term exam fell on my birthday. But there was a lucky turn back then, since the school authorities changed the exam dates after that.

We took Shane and his family to Sunway Lagoon whereby we spent 5 hours frolicking in the water (12-5). Of course the experience was different with family members who are not my age. It felt great again to be yelling at people and be judged as "correct" since the victim is a little 4-year-old kid running to a deep pool. It was fun to be playing in the kids' pool again and this time be looked upon as responsible. (Although I DID abuse my rights since I squeezed into kids' slides. Hey, I can fit!! Then, some other teenagers wanted to try out their luck on the same slide but was stopped by the "lifeguard" there.

After that, we went to see the tigers again. Right when we arrived at the den, a tiger (hungry, maybe?) jumped out to the side of the den and started walking on the ridge that lined the border of the den (within the iron bars). We tried to take pictures of it, but it kept moving so fast. It moved about in circles many many times but wouldn't stay still for even 2 seconds. Once, it entered the water and suddenly jumped out in our direction, flinging water all over us. Uncle Michael kept yelling at us to flee for our hygiene. Why? According to him, the tiger wants to pee and tigers in zoos or caged up are known to pee outside the cage (at visitors). Well, for the sake of photography, I didn't budge but persisted. At one point, I was near yelling at the beast to stay still for at least a picture. Well, it did. Surprising.....and this proves that homosapiens are not the only intelligent inhabitants of this planet.

We drove off at 5.30 and rush hour was so bad that even when our home was nearby, it took 2 freaking hours to get back.

We had our dinner at Armada Hotel. Even though I only had 3 plates of food, I felt full. I think I ate too fast. Cold hard cash wasted.

Aah!! One more week to Changsha!! Woohoo!!!

Happy Birthday, Papa!!! I love you!!

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The Wedding Dinner

Hey, remember the post with the crazy dancer? (Scroll down...or open a new tab HERE). Finally, I've been able to prove that I am, in fact, a left-brainer!!! If you are having trouble with the directions (let's hope you're not mentally challenged....), all you have to do to switch the direction of the dancer is by concentrating on the reflection of the dancer (altering the direction by focusing on the reflection). The illusion is just turning right and left while the dimensions, front or back, is for our minds to decide. And that depends on our brains. But, gee.....if you already know how to control the movement of the dancer (like Timothy....okay, well NOW I can control it too), the purpose of the illusion is gone. If you do wish to go back to knowing what brained you are, relax yourself, close your eyes, and see the magic after opening again. Don't concentrate on which direction you want it to move to. Go with the flow. Pretty neat, actually.

Today was my uncle's wedding. There were no traditional procedures here since they wanted to keep the wedding simple. So they only had a wedding dinner. And yes, this was a really unique wedding, albeit some entertaining distractions (well, actually the distractions made the wedding unique!).

As we all know (maybe not ALL...), my cousins from Canada came over about 2 weeks before. And now, my cousins from Singapore are joining us! There's Evangel (2) Shane (4), Xian (7), Han Jie (14) and me. So there are currently 2 troublemakers, an angle, a far-fetched photographer and a good boy in the company. You can bet on the drama.

When I reached PJ Hilton (it's the name of a hotel), I was greeted by a hyper little Xian. He was persuading me to drink Coke and handed me one glass. Warm greeting, huh?

Then, there's the controversial "ceramic" box that holds the butter cakes. The so-called "ceramic" box, is actually edible!! My aunt figured that out!! But if everyone thought the box was ceramic, how come only she had the odd idea of trying to eat it? Maybe she's contributing to the few numbers of Asian people who mystify the Westerners with their odd diet (you know, glass, soil, clay and all those)......Or maybe the newly wedded couple told her.

Let's just skip everything (including the photography and all) and skip to the food. Well...not to the food. REWIND!! The bride and bridegroom are making their way to their table. Pesky me. I was the only immature amateur photographer snapping pictures of anything and everything.

The bride and bridegroom.I especially like this picture. It's different.....and unique.

At their dinner table.

The food was really nice. The Japanese styled fried rice and dessert were great. Oh well, a cousin is coming out soon.

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Freaky Facts

Freaky facts (Credits to Cassandra and HERE) :
1. Kennedy and Lincoln both died on Friday
2. Lincoln had a secretary called Kennedy and Kennedy had a secretary called Lincoln
3. Lincoln and Kennedy : Their names contain 7 letters
4. Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson : Andrew Johnson who succeeded Lincoln was born in 1808, Lyndon Johnson who succeeded Kennedy was born in 1908 : Both have middle names Johnson
5. Lincoln elected congress in 1846, Kennedy elected congress in 1946
6. Lincoln was elected president in 1860, Kennedy in 1960
7. Both were particularly concerned with civil rights
8. Both wives lost their children while living in the White House
9. Both Presidents were shot in the head
10. Both were assassinated by Southerners.
11. John Wilkes Booth who assassinated Lincoln was born in 1839, Lee Harvey Oswald who assassinated Kennedy was born in 1939
12. Both assassins were known by their three names.
13. Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
14. Lincoln was shot at the theater named 'Ford.'
15. Kennedy was shot in a car called ' Lincoln' made by 'Ford.'
16. Booth ran from a theatre and got caught in a warehouse, Oswald ran from a warehouse and got caught in a theatre.
17. Both booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trial
18. A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland
19. A week before Kennedy was shot, he was in Marilyn Monroe.

Kennedy's son was almost hit by a train. A guy saved him. This guy was the nephew of Lee Harvey Oswald. In a few weeks, Oswald assassinated Kennedy. [So vengeful over a small bit of things....]

There's something else:
There was this guy who wrote over 200 letters to his girlfriend to try and convince her to marry him. After 2 years, she got married-- to the postman!!
More people are killed each year by coconuts than by sharks
Approximately 150 people are killed each year by coconuts.

Certain frogs can be frozen solid, then thawed and continue to live.

A goldfish has a memory span of 3 seconds.

An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain.

There are more chickens
than people in the world. (Eat more chicken!!!)

A shark is the only fish that can blink with both eyes.

Right-handed people live on an average
9 years longer than left-handed people.

In every second of every day,
2 Barbie dolls are sold somewhere in the world.

The longest sneezing bout ever recorded was that of 12 year old schoolgirl Donna Griffiths of England. She started sneezing on January 13, 1981, sneezed an estimated million times in the first 365 days, and achieved her first sneeze-free day on September 16, 1983 - the 978th day. (Cassandra, you should start counting your sneezes too. Maybe you already broke her record!!!)

Over 2 million photos are taken everyday.
I could have contributed to that large number.

In the next hour, 27 million
Coca-Colas will be drunk.
That's over 600 million per day!

If coloring weren't added to Coca-Cola, it would be green. (In your face, people!!)

Humans and dolphins are the only
species that have sex for pleasure.
(You see, GheeK, this process is for
MULTIPLYING one's species, not...)

You are, on an average, taller than your normal height in the morning. This is because your body fluids (especially at the back/spinal part) have been replenished. (Explains the "shrinking")

The McDonald’s™ at Toronto’s ‘SkyDome’
is the only McDonald’s™ location that sells hot dogs.

February 1865 is the only month in recorded history to not have a full moon.

A human sneeze exits the
mouth at almost 300 mph,
that's the same speed
of the winds in a class 5 tornado.
(most dangerous)

Some ribbon worms will
eat themselves if they cant find any food!

The giant squid has the
largest eyes in the world.

The longest MONOPOLY game ever played
was 1,680 hours - that's 70 straight days!

A female pigeon can't lay an egg unless she sees another pigeon. If another pigeon isn't available, her own reflection in a mirror will do.

A mosquito has 47 teeth.

The fine for leaving a public toilet unflushed in Singapore is $150. (If this rule was carried out in my country, everyone would be bankrupt. No offence. Face the facts.)

A mammal’s blood is red,
an insect’s blood is yellow and
a lobster’s blood is blue.

Now, we all know that lobsters are royal creatures.
Let's overthrow the kings and be
ruled by much more peaceful creatures.

Banging your head against a wall uses
150 calories an hour. (Warning: Do NOT try this at home........ maybe at work.)

A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out.)

Starfish have no brains. (I KNEW IT!!)

When you sneeze, all bodily functions stop
.... even your heart! (Gee, I wonder
what happened to the girl on top...)

Orcas (killer whales) kill sharks by torpedo-ing up into the shark's stomach from underneath, causing the shark to explode.

Why do they call it "Rush Hour"
when nothing moves? (Of traffic jams)

The national anthem of Greece has 158 verses.
No one in Greece has memorized all 158 verses.
(If anyone wishes, he/she may object.
Greeks, what do you have to say in defence?)

Nasty Nature:
In ten minutes, a wildfire produces as much energy as a nuclear bomb!
The temperature of a lightning bolt is 5 TIMES HOTTER THAN THE SURFACE OF THE SUN!

Only one person was helpful enough to comment that nerve-racking post. Thanks, Amanda YJ.

I would also like to clarify the fact that my page title is exaggerated. It's obviously not true otherwise I wouldn't be in the class I am right now. I'd be....somewhere in the....how do I put it?......the outskirts of the intellectual realm. Yea, that's it!! Nobody fails at 78. Expectations do. So, put it this way, it is a metaphorical understatement. It's not true, yet my brain interprets it as if the apocalypse was about to befall us all.

Now that you're equipped with more knowledge than before, please be thankful and follow my blog. Even if you don't exactly follow up, just click "Follow". You can choose to be anonymous if you wish. You don't lose anything now, do you?

Thank you for your co-operation.

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Brainiac

I'm starting to wonder if I'm right of left-brained.
I mean...yea, I'm right-handed. But this has really got me in doubts:



If you see it turning clockwise, you're a right-brained.
Anti-clockwise = Left-brained.

And no matter how many times I try the test, all I see is clockwise.

I can say the colours without the distraction of the words. This is just plain nuts. I swear my right hand is stronger and better than my left one!


Unique?
Sky Blue Heart:
Calm and faithful, those with sky blue hearts are pure and kind, never fickle or cruel. It is nearly impossible to hurt them forever. Temporary injury is unavoidable, but they are able to get over things quickly. However, those with sky blue hearts can also be extremely passive aggressive, and tend to ignore those who hurt them for a very long time after the fact. They prefer to avoid open conflict, settling things through words, not violence.

That's the only result that has no violence in it. Amusing.

Okay, fine, I admit it. It's not the Geography problem, people. I'm currently worrying about whether I'd get into MPYO. I'm just so afraid I won't get accepted. What if I screwed my pieces to Mr Kevin? Crap....I'm just placing my musical bets on that road. I want to get in so badly.....Maybe the guy after me might get it.

I'm trying to solve the problem....By debating in my head.

Why are you so afraid?
Afraid of humiliation. Afraid I'll never be able to pick up a violin in front of friends again. Just frightened to death of the way my teacher would view my achievements after that. In a nutshell, I'm afraid of the way people will judge me....And heck, yes, if I don't get in, I'd consider myself a failure for life. Yes, they is a next year. But next year is....somewhat different. What if they won't even short-list me next year?

Just that?
I think so.

Then just forget it and wait till next year. If you don't get it, go focus on other stuff first. You might want to WORK ON GEOGRAPHY, start perfecting your maths and seriously regain your science standard. You know you freaking dropped this year. Especially science. You want to be an aspiring scientist? Then STUDY!! You don't have me (brain) for no reason!!
Gee, alright....alright...

Go and worship your textbooks first!!
Can I take up debating?

I'm taking you to the psychiatrist.....
Hey, I want extra-curricular activities too!!!!

Anyone intent on continuing the debate, please comment on this post. You may take either side. Just elaborate convincingly. Thank you. I really need the advice.

Oh and by the way, please tell me which way the dancer is turning for you. DON'T WRITE IT IN THE CBOX. PLEASE COMMENT. CO-OPERATION FULLY APPRECIATED.

Lord please help me.

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Failure

Abraham Lincoln experienced failure after failure - for twenty-eight years! In 1833 his business failed. In 1836 he had a nervous breakdown. He failed to be elected as speaker in 1838. He lost re-nomination to Congress in 1848, and was rejected for Land Officer in 1849. But he 'hung in there'. In 1854 he was defeated for the Senate. Two years later he lost the nomination for Vice-President, and was again defeated in the Senate elections of 1858. But he was elected President in 1860, and went on to become America's best-known leader ever.

'We regret we are unable to give you the weather. We rely on weather reports from the airport, which is closed because of the weather. Whether we are able to give you the weather tomorrow depends on the weather.'

I don't know who said 'It's not whether you win or lose, but how you play the game', but I reckon most modern sporting clubs wouldn't want that fellow in their team.

In reality what is perceived as failure is often success, and vice-versa.

'The biggest reward for a thing well done is to have done it'.

What looks like failure in a success-mad world may prove to be successful in the longer run.



What is life to you?
I like to contradict Jacob Black who says:
"Life sucks then you die"
My opinion is:
"Life sucks then you succeed".

What is the greatest feeling?
An abstract question.

Do you like school?
Friends are great. Education sucks.

What subject don't you like about school?
History, Moral.

How perasan are you? (Perasan is a term used to indicate how sensitive to yourself or self-centred a person is)
Am I THAT bad?

Who do you tag?
Procrastinators.

Excuse the failed topics above. I'm just trying to self-console myself.

Speaking of that.....what's up with pupils in my class?

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7 Wonders

Special post dedicated to Malaysians.

Organisers recently announced the seven new wonders of the world. Here
in MALAYSIA Bolehland we have our very own 7 wonders.

1. THE ZAKARIA 'PALACE' (Zakaria is a NAME)
The only building built with no approval and unpaid assessment fees
that is not demolished and sealed. The owner is the first bankrupt to
be able to own a palace.

2. THE 'BOCOR' PARLIAMENT (The Leaking Parliament Building)
The unique feature is its ability to 'leak' away billions of taxpayers
money while the guardians of the nation stood there all wet.

3. 'UNHAUNTED' KUCHING PRISON
The only $600M prison in this world that is free of haunted stories
and encounters. Reasons No execution was done here before. In fact no prisoners were held in here. There are also no concrete walls with
barbed wires to contain souls - both dead and alive. Maybe it can
qualify as the first imaginary prison built with real money.

4. PAYA INDAH 'WASTED' WETLANDS
The nation's premier eco-tourism park holds the record in the category
of attracting more lawyers with litigation than tourists with
binoculars.

5. 'NOT SO' SMART TUNNEL
Uniquely design to alleviate floods. When completed, it does
everything except alleviate floods.

6. 'DISCONNECTED' CYBERJAYA
The one and only high tech city in the world that offers limited or no
internet connection to its
residents.

7. CROOKED 'CROOKED' BRIDGE
The most crooked bridge in the world dreamt by a most crooked mind.
Too bad it was abandoned; otherwise it would make it as one of the
wonders.

LATEST 8 WONDER :
1ST MALAYSIAN ASTRO MAN BLASTED OFF TO NOWHERE WITH MILLIONS OF
MONEY BURNT IN 10 DAYS FOR THE MOST EXPENSIVE SPACE EXPEDITION THAT
ENTERED THE MALAYSIAN GUINNESS BOOK OF RECORDS AT 10 PM ON 0CT 10, 2007.
BRAVO!

THE RUSSIANS ARE LAUGHING... THIS IS GOOD BUSINESS!!! SO THEY ARE
OFFERING ANOTHER TAXI RIDE TO NOWHERE FOR ANOTHER MALAYSIAN ASTRONUT. SO PEOPLE OF MALAYSIA, BE PREPARED TO FORK OUT ANOTHER
RM100 M ++ AND BRACE FOR INCREASING PRICES.

MALAYSIA MASIH BOLEH (BAYAR) ....OR SO THE GOVERNMENT SAYS.

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Mr Shane Leong the FUNNY Canadian Ambassador

Funny pictures of previous outings with the crazy little boy.

I am a bubble eye fish. Poke my cheek.

Smart fish.

Arowana

Scene from a horror movie: Darkness overshadows all things.

I believe i can fly!!

Silkie: I'm not looking at the camera since you DON'T have any treats for me....

WE WANT FOOD!!!

The spot where Shane lets go of Silkie.

The spot Silkie was caught. Silkie: I'm confused. What did I do?

Happy BELATED Birthday, Alexandria! (The one in red shirt, standing in front)

The balloon's ALIVE!
Peace out!!

I am the poking monster....

Spot me.

The Chinese way of effective communication:
Dear Ah Lian

Thanks you for your letter. Wrong (Long) time no see you. How everything?For me, I am quiet find (quite fine).
You say in your letter your taukeh Soh (Mr Soh your boss) want you to chain (change) your look? Somemore you must wear kick kok soo (kick-kock shoe, a.k.a. noisy high heel shoes) , hope you can wok(walk) properly.You know, Ah Kau Kia(Ah Kau's son) working in a soft where (software) company now. Last week, he take I, Muthu and few of his friend to May Nonut to eat barger (burger). After that he take we all go to kalah ok (karaoke). Muthu sing and sing no stop until the sky bright. Next week, my father mother going to sellerbread 20 years annie wearsari (celebrate their 20 years anniversary). My father mother going to give a fist (feast) to all the kampong (village) people. So you must come with your hole (whole) family. I only hope one day we no need to write and send letter to you and to me. Better I e-meow (e-mail) you, you e-meow me. I will ketchup (catch up) with you soon. And when you got time, prease few (please feel) free to call me.

Goo(d) bye.....

Worm (warm) regard,Ah Beng

When a Chinese was told to form sentences with numbers 1-10:

1 day I went 2 climb up a 3 outside a house to peep. But
the couple saw me, so I panicked and 4 (fall) down. The man rushed out
and wanted to 5 (fight) with me. I ran so fast until I felt 6 and
threw up. So I went into 7 eleven (a store) and grabbed some 8 (egg) to throw at
him.
Then I took a 9 and tried to stab him. 10 God he run away.
So, I put the 9 back and paid for the 8 and left 7 eleven.
Next day, I called my boss and said I was 6 . He said 5 (fine) ,
tomorrow also don't need to come back 4 work. He also asked me to
climb a 3 and jump down. I don't understand, I am so nice 2 him
but I don't know what he 1 (wants).

Creative colours:
Green! Green!
The phone is ringing.
I pink up the phone.
"Yellow!"
"Blue's there?"
"White do you mean 'Blue's there?' Don't you dare purplely call people."
"I red the newspaper and saw this number. I thought the number won't work, but violet! It does!"
"O-rangey? I don't believe you."
"Then grey lost!"
"White-ever!! Don't ever call black again!!"
"Fine. Cyanara!".

The following list of phrases and their definitions might help you understand the mysterious language of science and medicine. These special phrases are also applicable to anyone working on a Ph.D. dissertation or academic paper anywhere!

'It has long been known' = I didn't look up the original reference.
'A definite trend is evident' = These data are practically meaningless.
'While it has not been possible to provide definite answers to the questions' = An unsuccessful experiment, but I still hope to get it published.
'Three of the samples were chosen for detailed study' = The other results didn't make any sense.
'Typical results are shown' = This is the prettiest graph.
'These results will be in a subsequent report' = I might get around to this sometime, if pushed/funded.
'In my experience' = once.
'In case after case' = twice.
'In a series of cases' = thrice.
'It is believed that' = I think.
'It is generally believed that' = A couple of others think so, too.
'Correct within an order of magnitude' = Wrong.
'According to statistical analysis' = Rumor has it.
'A statistically oriented projection of the significance of these findings' = A wild guess.
'A careful analysis of obtainable data' = Three pages of notes were obliterated when I knocked over a glass of pop.
'It is clear that much additional work will be required before a complete understanding of this phenomenon occurs'= I don't understand it.
'After additional study by my colleagues'= They don't understand it either.
'Thanks are due to Joe Blotz for assistance with the experiment and to Cindy Adams for valuable discussions' = Mr. Blotz did the work and Ms. Adams explained to me what it meant.
'A highly significant area for exploratory study' = A totally useless topic selected by my committee.
'It is hoped that this study will stimulate further investigation in this field' = I quit.

Email Jokes:
#1
A couple was going out for the evening. The last thing they did was to put the cat out. The taxi arrived, and as the couple walked out of the house, the cat shoots back in. So the husband goes back inside to chase it out. The wife, not wanting it known that the house would be empty, explained to the taxi driver "He's just going upstairs to say goodbye to my mother."A few minutes later, the husband got into the taxi and said, "Sorry I took so long, the stupid thing was hiding under the bed and I had to poke her with a coat hanger to get her to come out!"

#2
When Dad came home he was astonished to see Alec sitting on a horse, writing something. "What on earth are you doing there?" he asked. "Well, the teacher told us to write an essay on our favourite animal. That's why I'm here and that's why Susie's sitting in the goldfish bowl!"

#3
Little five years old Johnny was in the bath tub, and his mom was washing his hair. She said to him, "Wow, your hair is growing so fast! You need a haircut again." Little Johnny replied, "Maybe you should stop watering it so much."

#4
A father was trying to teach his young son the evils of alcohol. He put one worm in a glass of water and another worm in a glass of whiskey. The worm in the water lived, while the one in the whiskey curled up and died. "All right, son," asked the father, "what does that show you?" "Well, Dad, it shows that if you drink alcohol, you will not have worms."

#5
For weeks a six-year-old lad kept telling his first-grade teacher about the baby brother or sister that was expected at his house. One day the mother allowed the boy to feel the movements of the unborn child. The six-year old was obviously impressed, but made no comment. Furthermore, he stopped telling his teacher about the impending event. The teacher finally sat the boy on her lap and said, "Tommy, whatever has become of that baby brother or sister you were expecting at home?" Tommy burst into tears and confessed, "I think Mommy ate it!"

#6
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white." The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"

#7
Little Johnny's new baby brother was screaming up a storm. He asked his mom, "Where'd we get him?" His mother replied, "He came from heaven, Johnny." Johnny says, "WOW! I can see why they threw him out!"

#8
"Is your mother home?" the salesman asked the small boy. "Yeah, she's home," the boy said, scooting over to let him past. The salesman rang the doorbell, got no response, knocked once, then again. Still no one came to the door. Turning to the boy, the fellow said, "I thought you said your mother was home!?" The kid replied, "She is; but this isn't where I live."

#9
Raj had been talking on the phone for about half an hour before he hung up. His father said, "Wow! That was short. You usually talk for an hour. What happened?" Raj replied, "It was a wrong number."

#10
A man speaks frantically into the phone, "My wife is pregnant, and her contractions are only two minutes apart!" "Is this her first child?" the doctor queries. "No, you idiot!" the man shouts. "This is her husband!"

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School Report 2008

This has been, I might say, one of the most progressive years in my life. Although there were some major disappointments, there were also some things that I never would have done if I didn't come to DJ, not to mention some things that would never have happened if I were not placed in 2 Batai.

Since the beginning of the year, I always had the strong perception that my class had the highest level of English prowess in the whole form. Boy, was I right!! When we were asked on who wants to represent the class in debating, more than half the class raised their hands, unlike the other classes, who had to be handpicked. Apart from that, our class's competitiveness was crazy. Everyone's percentage was so close it was hard to fathom what position one might be getting.

Then, there were 3 Bataians out of 4 Scrabblers who were chosen to represent the school for the inter-school competition (State level). Being one of the Scrabblers, the experience has really made me aware of the capabilities of others. And that was just the beginning of the road.

There was another competition I was supposed to join anyway, but it was canceled because the morning session teachers objected the participation due to odd reasons.

And there was the G-Maths competition too. It was a new game only up to form 2s and was just introduced this year. Our team, which lacked practice, surprisingly did quite alright. I was the most shocked though. We didn't even practice and I won in my game, beating Kelana Jaya, DU and Catholic High School. I also met several old school friends from Taman Sea, who did quite well in the competition as well.

Also, not forgetting New South Wales.....I sat for the Science and English papers. Both passed with a Distinction (FREAK, NOOO !!).

Okay, honestly, this whole year wasn't made for competitions only. Some major setbacks included the infamous Scrabble Case and my notoriety for missing a few prefect meetings. This had NOTHING whatsoever to do with leadership. Blast those conservative mindsets!!

Plus, I have broken a loooong record of straight As starting from 2006.

Geography: 78

Ta-da!! One of my favourite subjects stabbed my back!! I can't believe my History actually got higher than my geography!!!!

And so, this year ends withOUT a jackpot position: 2|2|4

Friends : They are those people who sit with you in class and talk non-stop until the teacher accuses you of being "a bad student" and blacklists you. (Right....so it doesn't go THAT far...)

A great example of the definition on top, albeit being exaggerated, is Sha Lynn. She sat with me since the beginning of mid-term and have been a constant entertainment to the likes of my similar mind. Both of us have been constantly laughing about Mr Rosdi's funny accent and fooling around during his lessons (he didn't see, of course).

A more suitable and less exaggerated example would be Chi Han, who loves to criticise the teachers' rash behaviours as much as I do. And of course, there's Cassandra and Ghee Ken, who, when talking about random stuffs, go on to the extent of screaming at each other. Yes, it's a class specialty, especially when nearby prefects like Ishwin and I barge in for fun and control it (this is where shouting goes out of control and prefects become the target), but it also provides solid evidence that librarians, regardless of ranks, are plain nuts.

Then, there are my vertebrae in school. My friends who have helped me through those hard times when I felt like throwing a pie at the teachers' faces. They gave me strength and at the very most, gave me the confidence I needed when things went topsy-turvy (especially during July!).

Among those I'd like to thank personally are Cassandra, Joseph, Chi Han and Caryn.

But don't freak out and think you're not helpful just because your name isn't there in the list. These are just the names of people who got tangled in my web of trouble. And by that, I mean that they are those who shared my troubles and went through a lot to get us out of it. Moral support goes to Chi Han and Caryn, who have definitely had a patient heart to bear with my moping.

Then, I'd have to thank Ghee Ken too since he gave me the competitive drive. That guy is just so kiasu. Explains why he got top 1% in the country for NSW English paper. Drats. Thanks anyway. If I didn't know you, I wouldn't be a Scrabblemanic now! Oh, and not to mention the Scrabble crew. Okay fine...so I don't know all of them that well. But they certainly gave the little competitive boost I needed to get up there.

Ah, not to forget, all those times our class experienced together : The time Encik Rosdi, my BM teacher, came to school with his disco shirt, the time our class monitor was caught for stealing a teacher's handphone, those hardships we faced as one.....Yeap, all those nostalgic times that could only happen in 2 Batai 2008. Refreshing.

Overall, coming through this year has made me a stronger person in terms of mentality and confidence. Maybe it was the new people I have met that opened my eyes and mind to the world. Thank you, everyone whose life crossed paths with mine this year.

Thank you so much.

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On The Edge

Shortlisted. Again. This time as some top 200+ people (MPYO). The audition was held today and I just realised I was the first to be auditioned today at 10.00 am. I initially thought it would be in the afternoon since I was constantly bombarded with answers saying that it was 2 o'clock. I think my mum thought I kept asking about the composition audition.

Anyway, I woke up around 7 to make my way there. Yes, it's really early, but I expected them to start the auditions early. After all, being early means being able to warm up early, right? Wrong. I reached there around 9 and tried to start warming up. Unfortunately, the security guards there prohibited us to do so. There were 2 other boys waiting anxiously. Suddenly, this Englishman came up and one of the boys and his father quickly left for some special warm up. That left me to realise that I was the first person up.

About 9.25, an Indian man (or a mix) brought both of us to a "special room" to warm up. Indeed, it lived up to the name "special". We had to enter some "secret passageway" to get to the room. It was like some funny backstage corridor, except that it sounded as if we were in the car park and the ceiling LOOKED like those of a car park's. Somewhat, it reminded me of a factory. In the lift on the way down to the passage, I found out that the boy arrived much earlier, around 8.50 or 8.15 (couldn't really catch the words).

We got to the room in no time. It looked like a store room (to me). When we got in, both of us started warming up like mad. I had to borrow his tuner because mine was dead. I found out that he didn't go for exams. But he was quite good. After a little slow practice, I had a choice. Either I get some quick experience out of him or continue practicing to reduce risks of errors. I was shaking, (rather), at the thought that I'd be going first. Afraid of unwanted squeaks and pitching error. But then, the worst excerpt of all, the West Side one.....I seemed pretty undaunted by that excerpt. I have to admit I actually like it best since it's so upbeat, but the triple-stops were just too much. The scary thing was I didn't bother practicing that.

After that little practice time of mine, it was finally it. I went inside the (gigantic factory-like) room and wished Mr Kevin Field (conductor) a good morning. I passed him my scores and started on Schumann's piece. It was alright (in my opinion). Unless I was dreaming while playing. Czardas was okay too.....except that he said I could improve on the tempo a bit. he stopped me halfway through due to lack of time (no doubt, Schumann took up more than 6 minutes). But he added on saying he didn't mind the slight slowing down as long as the divisions (semi-quavers) were even. Well....he SAID they were even, so I'd just hope for the best.

Then I played the excerpts. I was given another chance to play the Brahm's because he thought I could do with more bow and leave the last note as long and smooth. That was a rather close call since I screwed one note during the first try. Great thing I didn't stop though. I started off the Mozart after that and he stopped me in the second bar, getting straight with me on the tempo he wants. Then he pointed out that he didn't want my bow to be light and not "sticky" for this song (the other songs had to be sticky and smooth). So I played the excerpt up to the required point. No slips for this song though I think my speed slowed down halfway.

And I wasn't asked to play West Side or be interviewed!! YAY. (Wait....maybe that's bad?)

And that was it.

On my way back to Level 2, I found out some more exact facts on numbers. 38 people are auditioned each day in one centre. 38 were auditioned on Thursday (yesterday). Many many people applied but only 200 in the whole country was shortlisted, including the East Side (haha..West and East) of the country. The orchestra needs about 105 members. That's about half the people auditioned. Ouch. Out of how many of them are violinists?? A lot. So, I'm probably going to take up some other instrument for an easier entry into the orchestra. Haha.

RM2000 shoes!?!

After loitering in KLCC for a while, we went back to the MPO premise. There, we bump into the boy who went after me. Apparently, Mr Field complimented him on his style. He had a few rhythm errors but that was it. Then, we departed and had to look for a taxi back to my aunt's house. All the taxi drivers thought we were tourists (and my violin case as the luggage bag). Troublesome. Finally, a nice taxi driver took us in with a reasonable price. And throughout the whole journey, my mother and the man were talking about politics (he was of the same kin and thought).

In school, everyone noticed my straightened hair. The main reason I went to school was to get my exam marks. And they weren't very encouraging. Stupid marks. Especially Geography. The damned paper made me get my first B in, like, 3 years!!! And that anchored my percentage to a !@#$&^$!@# 87.89%. Now the freaking top 3 positions would be booked and I'll have to settle with a 4th. Well, 2 + 2 = 4. But really, 1+1 does NOT equal to 1. Imbeciles of the country. (I don't mean the top 3 of Batai)

Lucky it's a 4TH. Wan Jyn dropped. Emily who had extremely high marks surprisingly only settled around 20...or roughly there....higher, I think. AND ENGLISH WAS MY LIFESAVER!!!! I couldn't believe it!! Because Geo pulled me down, Ishwin and I shared the same amount of marks overall, with Jhia Yim a mark behind us, excluding English, which was the last subject we got back. So, I was just placing all my bets on English. Indeed, I wasn't disappointed and got back the freaking marks I expected. Well, okay, not marks I expected, but rather the advantage of the subject. It's where I get bonus marks to beat people. =P

That was great!!

I just cannot settle with 81 for BM. Or how about 81 for Art (well...this was expected since THAT murderer killed my art). 88 for Science, anyone? (I miss Pn Lam!!!! My science teacher now is a wooden marker!!!).It's my favourtie subject if not for my wooden marker, for heaven's sake!!!! Or maybe 99 for MATHS?!?!??!?!?! Or how about this: 78 for Geography, a subject I enjoy the most after Science, Maths and English!!!!! Fake finals. Really.

BM=81
Eng=90
Maths=99
Sci=88
Geo=Blast your head off
History=94
Moral=89
Art=81
KH=91

Majority: 80++
Opinions: Suckish marks, so get lost (pardon the rough language)

Great. So now, I officially lose my job as a prefect due to horrendous reasons. I can't believe they take prefects who goes for assemblies and meetings to be those of leadership quality! So, I could have easily stayed back at home and miss my assemblies and maybe I'd be pardoned for missing them? That's just dumb. It's not like I'm a statue and don't tell students off for their wrongdoings. Gadhfjfkjaidfaosdjf. Resort to reapplying.
SHE doesn't even DO HER JOB!!!!!!


I can't believe I'm on the brink of losing everything I've got.

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Bloggone Mad

Look around you. 3 out of 5 people you know probably has a blog. And have you ever wondered WHY?

Okay, maybe the question backfired against myself, but I DO have a valid reason. Ever since last year's busy holidays, I've been getting caught up in weird situations which I just have to blog about. In a nutshell, I blog about what I do and think for future references. I'm basically almost studying my own fate, which, sadly, makes up for most of the allegations stating that I'm a nerd.

But really, come to think of it....why DO we create a blog? If you inspect the current situation as it is, you'll find that most 14 and 12-year olds have blogs. Maybe I'm wrong as the numbers I have could be just the tip of the iceberg. Maybe not. Most bloggers in the country come from the same state. This is definitely proof that it isn't really a mad, out-of-whack trend in other countries (I might stand corrected).

Well, in this case, we settle for "kids have a whole lot of things to babble about". Is this true? I don't think so.

Surely, while reading someone's blog, there's that profound statement which clearly projects the meaning "I have nothing to write today", "Nothing happened today", "Shortest post ever!" or maybe even the crowning statement that propels the particular blog to stardom : "My friend forced me to update".

Gee wiz, nothing to post? Then don't post anything. I mean...apart from stalkers, who wants to read a teeny post? And heck, why are people so pushy for their friends to update their blogs? I mean, nobody forces ME to update this apparently-dead-for-one-month blog. (Ok, ok, maybe that's because my posts keep people occupied for several weeks since they are like the final-year thesis). I mean, I know it's not a problem, but it just got me wondering about how people think.

Is it really that nice to own a blog and repeatedly insert this line "I have nothing to write"?

[Is it really that nice to criticise other people's habits and thoughts?]
Oops?

Er, let me clarify my point. I'm not criticising. I'm pointing out the crisis the future generation is about to face.

This is the average conversation between the average teen and the parent (provided they even have average conversations) :

Parent: How was school today?
Child : Fine.
Parent: What did you do?
Child : Nothing.
Parent: Did you have any homework?
Child : I don't know.

Compare that communication problem with this booming catastrophe (in the future, definitely not during Obama's reign) :

Reporter : Mr President, how did the summit go today?
President: Fine.
Reporter : What did you discuss?
President: Nothing.
Reporter : Does this mean that the world is on the brink of a nuclear disaster?
President: I don't know.

Dialogue above taken from Jerry Zezima's article in the RD's Laughter's the Best Medicine Collection

Tragic.

So you see, the main point is "Speak out".

Not "Don't own a blog if you chickenheads
can't think of anything better to write".

Don't let the conversation above become a reality.

You're seriously doggone mad if you dismiss the miscommunication above as if it were just a buzzing mosquito. It could be a mosquito carrying a new strain of viral infections.

It would be more literal to get over the prospect that the Internet is "Where People See My Secrets" and change it to "Where I Speak Out and Change the World" (We need change!). Or maybe you just don't want to end up like Mr RPK of M'sia.

Either way, We Need Change.

Get over the bloggone madness.

Offended (Maybe not?) Bataians, please please please get my marks for me, thanks.

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The Brainwash

Today, I went to a futuristic store which specializes in brainwashing services. Obviously, I HAD to find a way to get rid of all the irritating hysterical facts out of my head. They were like little fish, swimming around in my head, waiting for the right time to devour my brain.

So my concerned mother took me to the shop to brainwash me after seeing that I couldn't chill out. She was rather worried about the speech Obama gave.

The first step to completely erase all thoughts about exam was to cover my head in an extremely foul substance whose name is too dark to state out in the open. It's very stench sends the shivers up your spine and shrouds you in a cloud of darkness so terrible it is impenetratable. All I remembered was the silence of the moment they spread the substance onto my head like butter. The only difference was that this was purple butter. Either that or it's some colour so ugly I cannot make out.

Then, they washed my head in candy water to make me return to my childhood days.

Next up, they clamped my hair with the excuse that hair is the "other data storage" apart from the brain.

After that, they applied white custard onto my head. Thank goodness there were no cherries around otherwise I would have thought I would be a sacrifice to the Alien Lord.

Then, the aliens washed my head in some sweet-smelling water and applied peach puree to my head. It smelt nice so I didn't object.

That was the end of my brainwashing session....and after that, I couldn't even remember I sat for final year exams so I was quite shocked to hear that GARY LIM GOT 100 FOR SCIENCE.

If you still don't get it, I straightened my hair today. This doesn't make me a Lala, the dumb blondes of the Chinese world. Don't worry. I still have not forsaken my brain and its abilities, what more brainwash it.

......Or maybe not....

My English is freaking deteriorating. Messages just cannot come across. That's a terrible communication problem.

English must save me.

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The Entertainer

I have once again mysteriously absented myself from school. Well, it's not that mysterious actually. I had this "audition" whereby I had to play my composition. It was one out of 46 compositions that got selected in the country. So even if I don't get it, I'm not THAT disappointed. Most people take approximately 6 months to compose their nonsense. My nonsense was worth 2 months of "hard work". Not too bad.....I think.

I also spent the whole day with my four-year old cousin. He and his family came back from Canada on Saturday. He was really really happy when we said we could give him all my ancient toys. Everyone would be happy then....since there's no one else in my immediate family who would inherit the wealth of my toys. Might as well make someone happy.

After my audition, we went to the pet shop to amuse little Shane (my cuz). The results would be out much much later as they have to decide a few songs out of 46.

We all took Silkie for a walk in the evening. Halfway, I saw Pn Ng outside her house talking to a few of her students. I called out to her and my mother ended up talking a lot about DJ to her. And at last, somebody has finally pointed out my great faking skills. Everyday in Standard 6, I had been a noisy little troublemaker. And I thought every teacher knew that I was noisy. I was obviously proven wrong when Pn Ng said that I was a "very quiet student" last time. Tragic. And I thought my reputation as a noisy nut was certified...But hey, at least I had a great time being noisy without the fear of being blacklisted as talkative by my teachers. My mother had other "explanations" in mind. If you want to be noisy, go all out and be noisy. THAT'S an advice from a parent. Amusing. I'm now eligible to involve myself in disciplinary cases all out. Yay.

After walking one round, Silkie, Shane and I were thirsty like mad. My mother wanted me to control Shane and Silkie near the roadside while she gets us something to drink from Sunlink, a shop nearby. I OBJECT!! Honestly, no one in their right minds would want to propose such a preposterous idea especially in this all-rounder country. And when I say "all-rounder", it's all-rounder in a sinful, corrupted way. We might be kidnapped =/. And the 4 of us made our way to Sunlink.

There, we found a guy having a coffee promotion. Seeing that I was old enough to drink it, I grabbed a cup and gulped down everything. I pitied Shane as he was too young to drink the stuff. I thought it to be a little heavy on him. I took a second cup and drank halfway. When my thirst was gone, I let Silkie have a go at it. Sure enough, the fuzzy black thing finished the rest of my drink. We went home later to get Shane a drink.

Then, we headed over to the park and played for a while. I gave Shane a chance to hold Silkie. Suddenly, he freaked out and let go of Silkie's leash. Silkie was suddenly overcome by euphoria and started running like a furball gone mad (not that she's not already mad...). That very nearly cracked me. I started screaming like nobody's business and all those in the park at that moment turned their heads towards the mad hatter yelling her head off. Curious heads popped out of windows like mushrooms.

I remembered that I wasn't supposed to run as Silkie would think I'm playing with her. So I stopped. Silkie slowed down too. She sniffed some stuff on the ground. I opened my arms as if I was hugging her. She got excited and ran towards me. I didn't beat her since I've read somewhere that if I do so, my dog wouldn't come to me the next time in fear of being punished. I petted and hugged her. Shane came up and told him not to let go of Silkie next time eventhough he was frightened because she won't bite anyone.

Shane, engulfed in shock and guilt made his way back to the swings and stayed there by himself. We tried consoling him. I didn't even blame him anyway since I knew he was afraid of Silkie. He was only consoled when we offered to play the see-saw with him. Little kids. Haha. So fun.

And......I just realised that I'm not wearing my prefect uniform anymore since I've missed school today and AM going to miss school on Friday as well. Blame the music auditions whose organizers have very bad timings.

At night, my father performed a miracle when he finally made Shane brave enough to face Silkie.

BATAIANS PLEASE HELP ME GET MY MARKS. THANK YOU.

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The Prefect Days

Okay, so my mother agrees that not being able to explain my "disciplinary cases" was unfair. Now I am supposed to do something about the injustice.....I think. Or at least, that's what I'm expected to do.


The last post was all about the injustice of the maltreatment I received, although maybe not everyone sees my side of the story. Well.....this post is specially dedicated TO the prefectorial board.


On the 11th of October, we prefects had a special High Tea for the power transition. (No, this is not politically motivated).

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The Missing Month

Left a gigantic hole in my heart.

It was this very month that the year's final exams were held, when I learnt more than my head could cope with, and saw the bigger picture in life.

Early in October (1st October), there was this 7-year boy who went on a killing spree in a zoo somewhere in Australia (was it?). Then, we celebrated my mother's birthday on the 3rd October.

After that, I learnt many things about Egypt's lost pyramid and the Forbidden City in Beijing, China.

Egypt's Lost Pyramid
There was this funny site on a hilltop that was covered in ruins. Egyptologists found out that once upon a time, on this very site, a great pyramid stood tall, a well 60 feet higher than the Pyramid of Giza we marvel at today. Rumours went about that the 3rd king of the 4th dynasty was a cruel king and therefore, people have tried to smear his name and torture his soul by breaking his statues. Back then, the statues were to be the body of those who passed on to the next world. By breaking them, you condemn their spirits and put them in unrest. The king, Djedefre, was thought to have killed his older brother and have since been shunned by his family. Just recently, Egyptologists found out that ALL the rumours were untrue. Djedefre was actually a good son. He made a ship (Egyptians thought them as holy) to his father, the builder of the Great Pyramid of Giza. Even the sphinx was dedicated to his father. It used the face of his father. Once thought to be torn down by the unsatisfied citizens of Egypt, the GreatER pyramid of Giza was actually torn down by the Romans, who, being from a different place in the world, saw the pyramid as a mass of junk. Blame Octavian (or is it Octavius?) and Julius Caesar for this. We could have very well had something better to admire today....

China

Qin Shi Huang Ti wasn't the one who created the Forbidden City. It was in fact, also a paranoid Zhu Di, who used the name King Yongle. He was so frightened about prophecies that should say that he wasn't the rightful king or something like that. He extended the Great Wall of China by 1400km. He also wanted a great city specially for good fengshui and instructed a eunich, Ruan An, to carry out this task. The whole thing was to "establish himself as the rightful king". King Yongle himself was quite fussy about the design for the Forbidden City. He wanted something unique. Then one day, he couldn't take the wait anymore and gave Ruan An one more day to get a design which he liked, otherwise it's off with the head. Ruan An actually gave up the designs and spent his whole night designing a new cage for his pet cicada instead. The next day, the king saw him in his room and pretty ironically, liked the design for the cicada's cage. And so, Ruan An lived and the city is what we see as today.

Then there was the Chinese armada Dragons of the Sea. This was ALSO under king Yongle in an effort to broaden China's knowledge.

Monday 6th Oct
The funniest day and probably the last day I would ever enjoy myself in the science lab. Firstly, GheeK flipped a pencil on top of Ishwin's head. By chance or with accurate calculations, it was an amazing thing to see. Apart from that, everyone in the first table cracked and started to pretend to be each other. Everyone who played Emily was "Oh, I'm so emo...", those playing GheeK was "Scrabble, scrabble, scribble scrabble!", those playing me had some trouble with my Daffy-laughing, and those playing Cas was "No....hungry...I. NEED. FOOOOOOOODDD!!!". Then this time, things got too out of hand and almost half the class was standing up. The first table, albeit being the noisiest (we think), only had the ghost standing up. You got that right. The teacher doesn't pick on us nerds. I initially got called up to stand when I tried to teach the table how to laugh like me. Unfortunately, I got called to stand. But I WAS eager to study.....so I sat down and no one noticed. Haha.

Tuesday 7th Oct
There was this form one guy who came to school with gravity-defying pants. They were so low that none of us could find an explanation as to why his pants don't fall off. As he came in, all 4 prefects standing at the gate bombarded him to pull up his pants. Before anyone finished their sentence, the boy did an extraordinary thing. He has developed a special reflex to retaliate any prefect order to readjust his pants. Before we knew it, he pulled his pants chest high. Yes, you read right. You can't find this special breed of humans anywhere else in the country.

During class, Sha Lynn and I came up with this hypothesis that Encik Rosdi, our BM teacher, doesn't notice our behaviour, especially when he's engrossed in the school magazine. The only way to test the hypothesis was to try it out. Sha Lynn started waving frantically in his direction. Just as we had suspected, there was no reaction whatsoever. So, I said "Hi" in his direction. And it was still safe!! Ishwin tried next and waved the highest, thanks to her long hands. Nothing happened. Thus, our hypothesis has been proven acceptable.

Thurs 9th Oct
DJ was invaded by bees!! I gigantic beehive was discovered in the Canteen Garden. Bees were flying everywhere. When I reached school, I was surprised to see the firemen there. There just locked the front gate and I was asked to enter through the small Gate C. I couldn't make out what the problem was at that time (sad...). Xie Wen and I didn't know and walked straight to the Garden. Then the firemen laughed at us. Okay...After that, I followed Xie Wen to take care of Gate C. I almost tricked Delon and Justin Ooi into using the canteen way....but Xie Wen was too honest. Many funny people walked through the gate, especially some of the morning session students who were cursing at the prospect of having to use the small crummy gate. There were some students who still used the dangerous front gate since it was half-opened that time. The firemen and Uncle Bala were quite mad at that. There was this boy who yelled loudly, "I can't believe I came all the way here JUST to find out that EVERYONE is still using the front gate!!!!!". Yea...odd. Then Rui Sheng passed by and was laughing like mad at something....pre-exam stress, I guess.

In class (or more like the science lab), a bee made it's way from the canteen to Cassandra's shirt. Our table freaked out and the bee continued buzzing on to Jhia Yim's fringe. It soon buzzed off though.

Tuesday 21 Oct
The prefect interview was today. I was in the last group with Kean Lynn and Syn Yee. And gosh, we all thought Daniel was supposed to be the last one to finish the interview. But no....3 of us were...and while we were waiting, the form 4 debating team came into the waiting room. It was actually their practice room. Keefe said Kean Lynn and I looked alike....and after that, everyone broke into singing a cake song. Entertaining. DJ debators....they're like that?

Wednesday 22 Oct
I actually dreamt that exam would start on this day and that I flunked everything because I forgot.....

Thursday 23 Oct
The first time in the whole form 2 year when I did not enjoy myself in the science lab or engage myself in nutty conversations. I was sending out negative vibes almost the whole day and people thought I was sick. What happened, you ask? Go and ask New South Wales. I flunked the English paper to get a Distinction. Wow, that's pretty good, isn't it? No, it's not. Ghee Ken had 4 mistakes and was top ONE PER CENT in the country. How about Gary Yeo? 8 mistakes. ME? 10 freaking mistakes!!!!! What was your standing in the country? Top 5%. But that's still good, isn't it....seeing how some from Balau even got a certificate for participating only? No, that's not good. I could have got less mistakes if it weren't for my terrible understanding of symbols. I couldn't understand why "summer night" was chosen for the setting.

Saturday 25 Oct
I can't believe it!!! Ker Jen Ho goes to the same piano teacher as I do!!! And he's going for the coming Chopin competition. Scrabble AND piano....

Wednesday29 Oct
KH. It was okay and no mistakes found so far. SO FAR. Seems that there were too many ambiguous questions to be sure of. Maths was alright, although I suffered from calculator madness. I just couldn't trust the calculator. There was even this question when I counted over 20 times just to make sure the calculator wasn't out of whack. Geography was nuts. We were told to focus on the Canada map but all teachers are liars. Only one question came out for it....and you know what? It was just asking us about the name of the Trans-Canada road. Smart. The common sense questions were crazy because they were ALL ambiguous.

Thurs 30th Oct
Moral, the most unbearable and stupidest subject that all sad souls who do not worship the same lord as our Education Minister have to study. The worthless subject which requires all your brainpower to be drained just by memorizing so-called "categorized moral values" does not even help students to apply moral into their daily lives, what more improve morality??? There are 36 Moral values to be hammered into your head along with definitions solely created to kill students. Worst of all, each definition of the moral value has to be memorized word for word, leaving behind no grammatical errors nor even allowing word synonyms to be used. This is how faulty our education system is.

No doubt I only memorized the values and left out the definitions. After all, the questions leaked and the rumour was that only one question on definition was coming out. So I didn't bother to study 24 definitions just to prepare myself for one teeny question. Instead, I came to school early to get clues on the One Question and my search boiled down to 2 possibilities. Good enough. So I memorized the 2 definitions and VOILA!! ONE of them DID come out!! Hallelujah! If that wasn't crazy enough, I actually started out my exam by writing all the values on my paper so that I could refer to them as I did the exam. That was 10 minutes wasted from my exam time, but the trouble saved me and helped me think straight!!

Melindungi Hak Pengguna
= Membela dan memelihara hak individu supaya menjadi pengguna yang bijak, mendapat perkhidmatan serta barangan yang berkualiti dan tidak mudah dieksploitasi.

Yup. THAT long.

I can't believe who was dumb enough to categorize all moral values when some of them could even be considered as one similar value or even INVENT definitions for them.

I had 2 mistakes so far, thanks to the stupid values with close meanings.

BM paper 2 was ......rather terrible. The summary was quite irritating as the points were hard to spot. I also just realised after the exam that I forgot to write which question I chose in Question C.

Friday 31 Oct
The first thing I thought today was BASKIN ROBBINS!!! English paper 2 went well, though I think I could've ended better.

Original excerpt
Should have been written
".....Let's nip the problem in the bud, or very literally, nip the problem in the butt...."

I was also tempted to give my title "The Garfield Disease". But then that would be an insult to my favourite cartoon comic strip. Everyone stuck to the same old "The Causes of Obesity Yadayadayada....". It was supposed to be an article for the school magazine anyway....Science was out of whack. I forgot to apply the principle of moments....and I wrote "wax" instead of "plasticine". Crap.

Monday 3 Nov
Maths went smoothly.

The guy with the great reflex Han Nian is back again with more funny issues. He didn't wear socks to school and kept changing his mind as to which gate he should enter from. He chose to avoid us prefects, the ones that irritated his sad soul. Unfortunately, we were too mean and kept "stalking" his moves. I mean, really, who avoids prefects??? In the end, he gave in to us. When Rodney checked his socks, he wasn't wearing any. Gosh. Such people. Close to extinction.

Then there was this whole thingy about science paper 2 whereby some people complained about the credibility of pH 8 being purple in colour as the teacher says so. Well, after looking up in the Internet, pH 8 is GREEN. Okay, so green is the actual colour for pH 8. And that means blue and purple is out. So is light purple, my dear brain. So, is this all for the sake of education or exam marks? I stand for education. So here is the table. From the Internet, mind you. And yes, it's UNIVERSAL INDICATORS. Mind you it questions the credibility of the information given to us. Everything is COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.

1= red
2= orange-red
3= orange
4= pale orange
5= orange-yellow
6= pale yellow
7= green-yellow
8= green
9= dark green
10= light blue
11= blue / mauve
12= blue / mauve
13= blue / mauve
14= blue / mauve

Yes, I'm a nerd. If you don't believe what you see, click HERE. I hope that you know you were looking for UNIVERSAL INDICATOR. This puts the teachers in an awkward position. Now, no student can argue. We all get wrong!! YAY. The government got it wrong too. So, we're all learning the wrong universal indicators. When we grow up, they'll be communication problems.

Tues 4 Nov
Exam stress starting to sink in, especially one day away from History exam. Point proven when a sea of true blue prefects swarmed all over 2 gates to make sure nobody goes out of school to see some dumb handphone promotion thingy. Then it started raining and all the prefects got stranded in the rain. A few funny souls like Shu Wen and Rodney voluntarily stranded themselves together with another 5 prefects under the guard house......and they started posing there. Wow. Then, Rodney started "cleaning" the pavement by using his shoes to push the water into the drain. Shu Wen and I followed suit.

I got 99 for Maths. The one mark....FLUNKED!!!!!! Looks like I misundertsood an objective question. Crap. CRAP!!!

BM was alright....until I figured I had 2 mistakes. Crap. 2 and counting. Physical Education: Just finish the damn paper. Not bad since everything was learnt via the newspaper and fervently studying science. Science Paper 1......it was alright....until...there was no such thing as carbon dioxide in liquid form in our year apart from Air Pressure chapter. Nuts.

Wednesday 5th November 2008
An epoch-making moment in the world. The day that changes the world. Obama is the NEWLY ELECTED AMERICAN PRESIDENT!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was listening to John McCain's speech....then I had to go to school....ladflasjdfhasjf. History was terrible and made my brain all mushy. This made matters worse since I couldn't concentrate during English.

Timothy, Zhong-Yuen, Hui Yi and I were discussing History answers during recess. Hui Yi left after working out that she had roughly 5 mistakes. The rest of us continued killing our minds. I joked with Zhong-Yuen that if he got higher marks than me, I'll trade marks with him. They thought I was cracked. Sooner or later, due to reasons unknown, Zhong-Yuen and Tim had some violent spasm, which scared Cas as Zhong pushed Tim in her direction, hitting her.

Thurs 5 Nov
Art...was really really crazy. Out of 30 questions, 19 were unsure of. Nothing from quesiton 11 onwards were from our books. Terrible. Everyone was really turning nuts thanks to this. For Section B, I got creeped out by the guy we were supposed to colour. So, I coloured his background greyish-black and made him seem to have the devil's horns and tails. Very amusing....I even DARED to do this during an exam.....Wow. Hey, but at least I think it's nice. I think....

After Art, prefects all went to a meeting. The final outcome to whether we would pass our prefect interview was nearing. We all sat in the meeting room. Praying. Everyone got their certificates. Tension rising. Suddenly, Overture 1812 started playing in my head. I just couldn't help it. Then, they finally announced that only 17 prefects out of 28 who went for the interview got through. Big number? Wrong. There are 13 AJKs. 2 AJKs didn't get through. One AJK resigned. The 17 names were read out and they left the room. Pn Mary-Anne, the school counsellor had a talk with the other 11 who didn't make it. It was so touching that some even cried.

So, come on, tell me. Are you wondering whether I got through the interview? You are? Well, aren't all of us? Let's put it this way: Learning piano and playing scrabble isn't projecting enough leadership qualities.

The verdict: You all have not been chosen because you do not show enough leadership qualities.

Yea. Just say that the ancient scrabble case is still against me. If you don't know, there was this once when I missed an official assembly while practising scrabble. Apart from that, I missed roughly 2-3 prefect meetings due to attending my piano class. So, as Cas said, the message sent across is : Representing the school for scrabble is bad. Playing piano and missing a few meetings where the teachers only condemn the bad prefect's behaviours is also bad. Looks like the 2 things I aspire to be good in has come back to haunt me.

Maybe it's a blessing in diguise in preparation for next year. Maybe it's saving me my time. But it doesn't matter. I consulted them after the meeting to "pinpoint my weaknesses in carrying out my duties". The shocking thing? They showed me the paper with "complaints" and I saw just those 2 haunting reasons. No "Bad hair style", no "Statue of Liberty" label (it means just standing somewhere and not telling the students to abide by the rules), no "Eating in class", no disciplinary action taken except the Scrabble Case.

Just those 2. So THAT's leadership, huh?

I mean, some of those who were chosen had attitude problems, eat in class and there was even one who rarely told students off. But just because she was such a great apple polisher, or should I say, suck up person, that she managed to impress many teachers by appearing diligent. But when it came to prefectorial duties, did she tell the students off? No. But she got through. Leadership qualities? Missing in the eye of the students.

It really is a shock that such things should occur. My days as a prefect is numbered.

Luckily, Pn Choong said I could get in next year when they open up again. Thanks to my clean record apart from Scrabble Case, she says she can recommend me (Then why not in the first place?). I'm definitely reapplying. Such horrible reasons. Ah well, there's time to polish up on several things only a normal student can do.

When you feel the world needs changing, change yourself first.

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