I would not have tried to see the most distant star
If I'd known the universe is infinite
Or capped a bottle of expectations
If I knew it could be burst open.
I would not have told myself
That life could've been different
If I'd only been able to see
That I'd been given this much to start with.
I would not have drawn a different route
To reach the same destination
Or satisfy an earth-bound consciousness
So eager to fly.
I would have told myself a life of lies
If revelation would have its way earlier
Forced my way to the limitless sky
Even if I had not been given wings.
I would have showed myself
How angels fall from out yonder
Tested the truths
And rocketed to star-bound fate.
I'd rather stand before heaven's door to question the existence of equality
And the reality of this nightmare
Fueled by whispers of endless lies
Than to grope inside the illusion of an unawakened dream.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Too Far
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Thief Of Time
It is a wonder that cops have yet to catch me and put me in jail, for I have, over the years, kidnapped most of the seconds that strut pass me. The minutes, the hours, the days - they march by slowly, hesitant of going my way. They crawl, they slide, they hide. Yet, I always manage to catch them. During my younger days, I'd stop them in their tracks by pouncing on them, jumping, shooting them with powerful water guns and even paralyze them with shrieks that could break any glass. As the years pass by, I start opening books to suck time in, proving this method nearly as effective as time-killing black holes itself.
To my utmost horror, Darwin's law of evolution also holds true for this thing we call time. It has now become the predator to my existence, moving with such velocity and vigour which could put any cheetah or race car to shame. I did not give in. I tried to capture the flying moments, translating events into words, creating meaning from an obfuscated flurry of a continuum of memories that form after each second. What I call "Now" quickly transforms itself into the previous frame of time. Everything I once deemed as "Future" is coming at me faster than the speed of light without the slightest pause.
Still, I tried to catch this monster.
I couldn't accept the truth soon enough. My stupidity remains unmatched to this moment. Time is now an untamed creature running amok, racing itself against light to reach a finish line that humans wish we couldn't see from where we are now. Time is pressing against me, punishing me for what I've done in my younger days. Time is not to be wasted, not to be caught; it is meant to be experienced to its fullest potential, allowing an individual to live life more than it ought to be. It can only be recorded as but a mere fragment of our fading moments and memories, most of which do not match up to the experience itself. Even then, penning down these precious times are wasting the present time itself, which could be used to save the world or something less exaggerating. Actions speak louder than words.
It is obvious that I have not been properly immortalizing events in my life this year, indicating either overproductivity or the other end of that spectrum. I have not been successfully capturing this elusive thing called time, instead, utilizing it in ways only a procrastinator could understand. Now, I would no longer remain a thief of time. I'm going to race it until I can race no more.
And hopefully, win.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Mr Nonsense
I just went to Dr M's blog to "busybody around" and if possible, write a comment there. After seeing 595 responses for his blog post on the teaching of Science and Maths in English, I decided it would be a waste of time to comment. Dr M is not going to read 596 comments!
After some browsing around on his webpage, I discovered something which I find ridiculous, or should I say, "nonsense". Here's what I found:
By hisham1 on July 9, 2009 3:05 PM
firstly I thought that it wise to teach math and science in english. but after the minister, who is a nonsense guy, form a committee, discussed, and decide about it I changed my mind. I go with the government. So, I vote:
YES
Hmmm, so what you're trying to say here is that you're a nonsense guy as well?
Eh brother, wake up-lah! Do you really really think Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin is rasional in making his decision? (Note that I'm trying to make his status sound like an insult.) For heaven's sake, even a normal kid is able to explain why Maths and Science should be taught in English. What about all those scientific terms? Not like they'll be the same in Bahasa Malaysia! "Monocular vision", "astigmatism", "heart attack", etc. are only accurately described in English mainly because there is no existing word for those terms in BM. Thus, the closest that "heart attack" can be translated into is "penyakit jantung", which literally means "heart sickness". At this point, it is grammatically correct to say I have "penyakit jantung" because of the government's decision, yet scientifically wrong to do so.
And the Education Minister still wants to revert the subjects back to BM. Oh dear, it's back to the Stoneage.
Muhyiddin Yassin claims that the grades of students are gradually deteriorating every year since the teaching of those subjects in English was implemented. What sort of excuse is this? Lower grades don't show that we're getting dumber, neither does it show that the English language is the main cause of deterioration in grades. Firstly, the papers are marked very strictly and we students know that the examiners only follow a guideline when marking. You would only be considered correct if the words you used are found in the marking scheme, regardless of whether your answer should be rightfully correct or not. Secondly, maybe students do not understand certain things like the aim of the experiment, or are not well-read in a certain topic. These are not because they do not understand the terms, but because they don't prepare themelves well. Thirdly, have you noticed that students' characters are changing by the day?! More and more people are slacking and that may also be the cause of declination in grades.
EdMin, don't you want us to continue improving so that we can rise to the standards of other countries? Maybe not. Maybe you just want all your citizens to grow up stupid at the same rate. Maybe that's your concept of 1Malaysia, where rural and urban students learn at the same, slow rate, never being able to grasp the actual terms used in the scientific fields. Maybe they want students to have a tough time keeping up in universities. And all the potential scientists can suffer forever, for the sake of learning at the same rate as kampung people. Sweet, sweet 1Malaysia.
But NO! That's not what students want! Urban students want to keep up with the rat race, while rural students just want to have proper education where they learn proper terms. Honestly, how many countries in the world use Bahasa Malaysia as a medium to study science? So, do you think that learning these subjects in BM will be of much help to us? If all we care about is our examination results and the SPM certificate, how on earth are we supposed to improve ourselves?! How are we supposed to be accepted into overseas universities?
The whole point here is not that the English standard will drop, but that the understanding of mathematics and the sciences will implode into a complicated heap of BM words which cannot be converted into english fast enough.
If we cannot understand English terms, how then can we learn about more complex researches and findings? How can we grasp the knowledge which we ran away from? How are students supposed to convert back to english in their higher education, and what about those who wish to be future scientists? All the answers are simple and they point to a certain phenomenon Malaysia hates : Brain Drain.
People say that knowledge is power. At the rate this is going, it is almost a prophecy to say that the forthcoming generation will be intellectual weaklings.
I pity aspiring scientists.
Najib, Najib, your deputy prime minister has tarnished your name within your first 100 days as PM, eventhough "some" people are happy and you came out in the headlines with showers of praises from an 11-year old gifted kid. Your senseless party Barisan Nonsense have absent-mindedly agreed to his decision and you have not opened your mouth on this matter. Mr Prime Minister, you have earned my lifelong contempt for killing my compatriots' futures.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Torture the Government :Holidays That Never Were
Note: Scroll down to read the essay.
The fortnight-long holiday has proven redundant for my case, mainly because 11 out of 16 days were not spent doing the "correct" things. Neither "correct" as in studying, nor "correct" as in "teenager correct", spending time on the computer. Instead, there were various "distractions" to pay attention to. Unfortunately, these "distractions" ate away my holidays.
Distraction Monster.
What am I talking about?? More like Monster of Destruction!!! Destroyed my holidays!! But it's okay, at least I learned a few things which I already know. I gained experience eventhough I could've done better. At least I know my capabilities. Without trying hard enough? Okay, good or bad hols, you judge.
1. We were quite good as a choir.
2. We still didn't champion the state.
3. We weren't slaughtered by CHS even though we knew we sucked a lot for the MCE competition.
4. We screwed up the MCE competition, thus not being able to gauge our true capabilities. In case you don't know, we were judged by REAL judges.
5. I've made Filipino friends.
6. I did not communicate much with the Batu Lintang or the Sibu group (eek).
7. I took a lot of group pictures, this time, most of them contained me in the pic.
8. The camera was blur most of the time. (Fussy with blur pics).
9. I improved tremendously in Scrabble and got a worthy position.
10. I flunked Scrabble terribly.
11. I think I can pass Yamaha grade 4.
12. My voice cracked when I was singing, and the examiner thought I couldn't sing high notes even though I know I'm soprano 1. Heck.
13. I know Gheek is nuttier than usual.
14. Catholics like tempe.
15. Starbucks consoles people.
16. The scrabble team consists of Adam Lambert fans (who don't respond to my poll).
17. Shu Wen's dad's phone got misplaced, later known as lost.
18. I like KL.
19. Most people enjoy loitering.
I did not have the free time to send my complaints to Star or the government yet, so I'll post my opinions here for the time being. If there are any points you wish to add, please let me know. If you're some legendary debater or public speaker, advice on how to present my points are greatly appreciated. (Please note that I'm planning to send this to the papers).
I have been reading the news on the currently controversial English subject. As a secondary school student, I wish to express my disappointment towards the reluctance to turn English into a compulsory “pass” subject in SPM. I was really shocked when I read that there were groups that actually wanted to call off the implementation. Looks like some of us have already conceded defeat before the fight even began.
Are we Malaysians really that doubtful of our abilities? We’ve conquered Mount Everest, swam across various channels, broken many records and yet we claim that we cannot master the English language. How ridiculous is that? We all know that where there’s a will, there’s a way. Apparently, there isn’t much determination to master the language now, is there?
I would like to know, why are we so unwilling to improve and help ourselves? We all know that English is the global medium of communication in important fields such as science and technology. Yet why is our government still beating around the bush, debating about such a trivial issue such as making the language a compulsory subject to pass in SPM? Why is it so hard to accept a language which equals to global importance?
Don’t keep repeating that rural students and teachers are not able to master and teach English effectively. We’re tired of hearing that already. Just because English isn’t our mother tongue doesn’t mean that we have to neglect it and only focus on the national language alone. Yes, we should feel proud of Bahasa Malaysia as our national language and be proficient in it, but that does not mean that we have to forsake English because that is the language that will bring us out into the world.
Having said that, stop using the rural students as an excuse to not make the subject compulsory, as all you are implying is that you doubt your citizens’ capabilities. What about those teachers who have strived to bring out the best in their students? What about those students who have worked hard for themselves? Students of today are the future of our country. How can anybody use the rural area students’ discomfort towards English as an excuse to jeopardize the nation’s future? Honestly, have you heard of adaptation, perseverance and hard work? If we all want to move forward as a nation, then we should really walk the talk. If we are willing to accept English as a compulsory subject, then of course we can improve. There are people out there who will work hard to master the subject, so don’t presume that we give up that easily. Don’t look down on our abilities. Instead, we should give each other assurance that we can do it.
One of the reasons as to why the standard of English is so low is because the subject is not compulsory to pass to get the SPM certificate. Students perceive it as a less important subject, and so do the teachers, who utilize their English-teaching period to teach other subjects. If it were compulsory, then students and teachers alike would treat this subject differently and make an effort to excel in it, just like Bahasa Malaysia.
If we want to compete on a global basis, then we should really open our minds and hearts to learn English. This is education and not politics, so don’t gamble with our future. Please don’t let Malaysia be left behind.
I know it's rather short for a complaint, so please help. If you're a M'sian student, all the more you should help. (Calling overseas help as well). Please, please, please try to make this sound thought-provoking. Help me make an ending as well. Right now, the ending sounds dead and emotionless. Thanks so much.
Now, I'll just have to ....err....translate my whole passage to Nonsense Form to send to the government, so that they can estimate M'sian's English quality. I think I'll start with "I'm has read the new's about the funneh Enggrish subjek and wants to shows disapoinment on the garventmen......"
Thanks for reading. Hopefully you can help.
Edit: If you were wondering, yes, I DID send this letter to the Star. But, like I said, no way are they going to publish it.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
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).
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.
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.
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.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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?
Friday, November 7, 2008
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).
Thursday, November 6, 2008
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....
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.
Friday, September 26, 2008
School, Anyone?
Right....So yesterday, I passed up my horrible-looking creature. And about Tuesday, I figured I got into Harmonix. That's just great, really. Unfortunately, the horrible-looking creature was brutally killed in an unexpected manslaughter by that freaking racist who so happens to be a teacher in my school. Have some respect for people's project, you [if you swear, as in foul words, please enjoy your moment to do so after the *toot*] *toot*.................................................. Good job.
Right......some (or most, maybe?) people have been complaining about how slow my page here loads. So I'm going to do all of you complainers a great favour and I'm going to remove a few elements from this page. I'm really really sorry about the load speed you guys' computers possess. I seem to be oblivious to all the slow loading because my blog just comes out complete the first time on my computer. If I find a better template, I'll change it for the sake of you people.
I'm on a self-declared holiday today since my parents are not free enough to send me to school. Currently counting down the days until exam. Everyone keeps asking me if I've started studying yet, in anticipation of the terrified answer "yes". Unfortunately, no, I haven't started studying yet. I figured that this term, I'm talking more than taking any action. At this point, I'm finally mature enough to say that school is officially a distraction to people my age. Just admit it, the young teachers are not really helping in our education. They're strict when they're not supposed to be and are too lenient when they're supposed to be strict. And that's a fact. It applies to most subjects except the ones with older and more seasoned teachers educating us. It's not just their fault....
I would like to point out that our batch just sucks. We bully most of the teachers and our discipline is thumbs down. The only students who get credits are those who go round apple-polishing teachers. Student term : being suck up. I don't know how the term was made, but I'd say it's a bad term. Why bother adding more unknown local Manglish words into the dictionary and students' brains when we already have the impeccable international English??? See what I mean by schools being useless? Instead of being able to teach fellow teens the proper words, it is in fact generating regression as students gather about in cliques to create new "code languages" behind the teachers' backs. In the long term, all the pesky, irrational older siblings will teach their younger siblings improper usage of words, thus influencing the next generation of lost hope. And the cycle continues.
Actually, it's not all that bad. They are many good teachers around in our school. Only problem is that they're all about to retire. *Exasperated sigh*. All except the Datin. [NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!]
A great teacher who have inspired us a lot is Pn Sharon. Unfortunately, she resigned due to certain circumstances. Pity us. A great Geography teacher gone. Science too....eventhough Pn Lam wasn't really a favourite among the students, I'd have to chip in and voice out that she's much better than our current science teacher, who relentlessly deducts precious marks from students, greatly affecting exam marks, not to mention positions. In fact, our science teacher is so terrible that she doesn't even accept answers other teachers consider correct. Just because "we are the smart class" doesn't mean we have to get everything wrong. Even the other "smart classes" whose students put the same answer as us got theirs right......when ours were wrong!!!! We should have put up a riot or something....showed some student power......
Honestly, Malaysian students are blundering cowards. We don't dare to put up a show for people. Among all the South-East Asian countries, M'sia and S'pore show the least student riots. Obviously S'pore students don't have anything to rebel against their government since their education system has already been proven as international standard, whereas M'sia's education is hopelessly pointless. English isn't even emphasised here.....
Then the question arouses : Why DO we go to school?
For no reason at all, other than MOE's requirements.
And that's why I stay home and blog. =)
Okay.....if I were like other people, I would have started a new post instead of continueing...but hey, it's me and I'm different from you!! The main reason why I'm blogging again is because I now have broken English swimming around in my head, like little fish trying to devour my brain. [Please note that the "fish" I used is plural. If you were wondering, FISHES is actually a verb and means trying to catch fish]. All these thanks to trying to pry imaginative stories from other people's lives to add to my composition woes. To curb further injuries, I went to read Emily's and Ghee Ken's blog.....Only to find that I DIDN'T want to read Gheek's blog anymore thanks to the presence of ventriloquist dolls there. To rub it in even more, all Emily's post contained were pictures and a short post dedicated to a friend. So, to get rid of forbidden English, I have decided to exercise my thoughts again......And YES!!!! The forbidden English has been completely erased from all forms of thoughts!!!!!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Why Do We Learn History?
Well, as the MOE pointed out, it's to know more about your beloved country and its [condemned] history. The big question is "Is it getting us, the younger generation, anywhere?". The answer to most of us is a gigantic NO.
Honestly, we are not even studying about how our country has progressed in the recent years, when the rest of the world is caught up in modernization. Instead, we are studying about the ancient times when our country was unmistakeably conquered 4 times by the superpowers of yesterday. Basically, this explains why our country is regressing in hysterical historical terms. The kids of today have totally no idea of what the heck is going on in the world around them. [Why, some people don't even know who Lee Kuan Yew is!!!! ]And that's how the gov is taking advantage of the situation now.
Let's just say we're all stupid people who would believe everything the gov is telling us and they, in return, think we're all dumb nuts and trust whatever they say after ruling us for 51 years of mass corruption.
And still, the question remains. Why DO we learn history if we NEVER learn from our past mistakes??? In 1988, Lim Guan Eng and a few others from DAP were detained for voicing out on behalf of the people when some guy raped an underaged girl. The wrongdoer got away with no charges while the one who voiced out his discontentment was detained for about 2 years. Now, isn't that situation a little TOO familiar? Raja Petra, Sin Chew reporter Tan Hoon Cheng and Teresa Kok were detained yesterday. Tan Hoon Cheng's arrest was the dumbest. She's a reporter and she was the one who wrote that the freak racist Ahmad guy said that the Chinese were immigrants. And instead of detaining Ahmad himself, the innocent reporter who was doing her job to earn a living.
And what about 1998? Anwar Ibrahim was alleged for a sodomy case. And hey presto!! 10 years later, the same tactic was used. Which comes to show how terrible these people are. Either their memory just sucks or they have no other innovative ideas in framing people up. Now, this is some crazy situation you can only get in Malaysia. Copyrighted by Malaysians. Gee, wouldn't they feel proud of that.
So you see, learning history is driving us students hysterical because it does not really play an important part in our lives at the rate we're going. We don't learn modern history and our ancient version of history is ultimately boring us (who wants to know how we got conquered 4 times??????).
Conclusion: Change our History from BM to English and change the syllabus to WORLD HISTORY, which will benefit the students greatly.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Strange But True
This being my 100th post (for the year) would be slightly special.
This might sound outrageous, but my science tuition teacher actually suggested that Lee Chong Wei was bribed. Whoops. Maybe China gave him 3mil to settle with if he loses? OK, forget this suggestion, to all LCW fans.
This point onwards was inspired by Cassandra's post.
In every class of society, there's always this annoying bunch of people who are bound to make us feel "unpopular". They seem to set the trends and everybody wants to be part of them. Almost everyone knows them. The "in" crowd, as we all call them. They are treated like gods of the human world. Worshipped by their own kin as well as thousands of wannabes. Always following the flow of trends. People want to be like them, somehow. After all, they are the ones getting all the attention, right???
WRONG.
It is, actually, US that's giving them attention. We just don't seem to figure that out. The puny, teeny, "normal" crowd not only gives attention to them, some die-hard wannabes worship them. The actual truth is that they are just normal people living normal lives. Their lives do not really differ from those "normal" ones. Basically, all they ever do is exactly what "normal" people do. The only difference is that they EXPECT attention to be given to them. And, more often than not, they DO get the attention expected. Why? Because "normal" people are the ones giving them the attention seeked.
Sometimes, if viewed from the third person's point, the "in" crowd often does stupid things. Even then, "normal" people, who don't want to be left out, follow these stupid things. IT'S CALLED PEER PRESSURE. For example, millions of bloggers out there actually bother linking other people's blogs. Who the heck started the whole linking thingy?? I actually salute one of my friends, who gave a perfect statement: "Why does everyone link each other? Does it really matter? I don't link anyone". That's pure genius. Stand up to the crowd. And there was another time, when the whole 2 Batai went back to their original classroom after utilizing another classroom, unlike other days when they would stay in that same room for 3 periods. Their Geography teacher, not knowing so, sent a class representative to tell the class to bring themselves and their bags to the hall.
A partially confused student questioned the need to bring down their bags and reasoned that maybe the Geo teacher didn't know that they already placed their bags in their original class. The representative, being one of the "in" gang, stated that the class just "bring their bags down in case". The confused student then asked, "In case what happens?". By that time, many other students began doubting the need to bring their bags down. But, after seeing the popular kids bringing down their bags without any resentment, they hastily picked up their bags and made their way to the hall. The confused student, still seeing no point in this act, put down her bag, took out the necessary books and left her bag in class.
IN THE END, THERE WAS NO SPECIAL REASON TO WHY THE CLASS TOOK THEIR BAGS DOWN. There was no use for the bags. A spotcheck wasn't even conducted.
This clearly shows peer pressure.
We also tend to follow them so much because they look so confident in doing whatever they do. They don't hesitate. They just take action. No judgement. Nothing whatsoever. That's why people follow them, regardless of how the results will turn out to be (As seen in the class glitch above). So, "normal" people SHOULD JUDGE THINGS ON THEIR OWN. Not follow someone-who's-not-really-judging-the-situation-well-but-still-look-confident. Confide in yourself.
Now, we can all see that the "in" people aren't so "in" after all. So leave them alone and forget about fame and fortune.
Happiness comes first =D
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Knock It Out
I can't understand this nonsense. For some reason, I can't understand now why, at that moment, I rejected it. It was a spontaneous reaction. I could've given it more thought. But hey, my family psychic foresees something lining the horizon.......
-To be saved in my head and be written down when free-
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Wildgoose Chase
Sent for a wildgoose chase. Not as fun as you might have initially thought it might have been...
I'm performing for violin on Saturday's MPK, or Co-curriculum Day. Today, we were supposed to be having rehearsals for the MPK. They told everyone involved to come. Those performers like me and several other people, were also expected to be there. We were supposed to be in school around 10 AM. However, knowing that things tend to start late[r] in Malaysia, I reached school roughly at 10.30AM. That's not really bad, you know. What's worse is that those morning session people who were involved were NOT READY YET. And they make us poor afternoon kids crawl out of bed so early to turn up in school. Performers like those in the choir, choral speaking, Minimitez and us violinists had to be there so early too. There were only 2 violinist, unlike 3....which I initially thought there were. Looks like we would be competing for the performance. For some reason, Mr K, the co-curriculum teacher only wanted one violinist to perform. STRANGE BUT TRUE. The Form 1 girl I met ( Leong Ern-Ee ) around the beginning of the year was performing violin too. We sat next to each other and waited until the end of time for something that would never occur. But you know what was the worse thing????? The "organisers" absent-mindedly told us violinists to bring our violins along.Well, if that wasn't bad enough, I admit I suffered another blow when the choir couldn't rehearse any performance too. The teachers spend nearly 3 quarters of the rehearsal ARRANGING STUDENTS' SEATS. How crazy can that be???
When things started to go really boring, Sher Wu kept complaining about the piano part like a kid, which, amusingly, was a little entertaining. He was sitting next to me and eager to mess around with my violin case. Then, he complained about no one teaching him the piano part and I took it as a hint that he wanted to pratice the piano while the teachers arranged the seats. Well, fine. Since I'm the pianist, I'll just accompany him to the piano and correct whatever stuff I can. When we settled down at the piano, I said I could play "I'm Not Alone Anymore", the Choral Fest theme song, he told me to play it. After the ever-familiar intro, the whole choir herded themselves around the piano. Quick. VERY quick.
It took quite a while for the teachers to figure out we had gathered around the piano. When they finally did, they questioned us about our practice. I'm not sure what those students at the back told the teachers but they sure made the teachers give way for our practice.
When all arrangements were done, the teachers then made an announcement to get the students back to their seats. Including the choir....And the tone they used at us indicated that they weren't very happy with us. Maybe it was our singing.....??? We might never know...
When I got back to my seat, I was told to practice outside the hall while waiting for all the certificates to be given out. After that, they'll get back to the performances.
Like it ever happened!!!!!
We practiced and practiced while the fake certificates were being given out. Minimitez practiced along with us. It was really hopeless. I never expected it to be this bad......the timing was SO OUT (please note that I'm not talking about Minimitez here, but the "great" school timing). Well, the only positive thing about practicing outside for nothing was that people noticed you. Haha. I actually got 10 cents from a Form 3 guy who said my playing was good just as he was lining up to take some prize. Now THAT's a real joke. It was like I'm doing a roadside show.When it all ended, we violinists were told to come the next day to "perform" again. Correction: We weren't told about it at all. We just figured it out ourselves when the hall emptied. Ern-Ee's mother kind of complained to Pn. Sharon (the morning session teacher) about the unfairness for us poor kids who have to carry their violins everywhere and never got a chance to eat lunch yet. She was also told to come tomorrow, in a much more polite way.
In my desperation, I looked for a phone card from the first person I saw. In this case, it was Ben Yew. Boy, was he surprised that we didn't complete the performance. Yes, it's stupid but it's not my fault. I quickly called my mother to get my violin from school. This caused me to wait impatiently by the school gate to pass it to her. She finally came. Not bad....it wasn't too late either. Now I can get back to the normal schoolday I have on Wednesdays.
BUT NoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOoooOOOooo
When I got into the Pipe Workshop (one of those dusty KH workshops), Sabreena proudly told me to go and see mad Ms Madiana. WOW!!!!!!!!!!! I'm SOOOOO RIGHT!!!!! She IS mad!!!!!!!! Told me to get my violin back because NOW Mr K wants to see us play. Why am I not surprised????? We are Malaysians after all. Malaysia Boleh. Who hasn't heard of that?? Even people from the other end of the Earth has heard of Malaysia's quote.
I've just used up 10 cents of Ben Yew's credit for no reason and now, they want the violin back in school. These people really lost their rational.
After playing for Mr K, he finally decides to let both play. After all, we negotiated for something we both could share. He wanted the "Keranamu Malaysia" song because it was patriotic and after all, it WAS close to Independence Day. So, we decided to put that as the duet. we all settled for 3 songs. One duet, 2 solos. I offered to arrange the harmony to make it more interesting and more duet-like. He agreed and gave us time to arrange it there, in the hall, using the piano as chord reference. He gave us a letter to issue our absence from class so as to inform the teachers in class that we weren't playing truant. After arranging the piece for a while, we figured one hour (from 2.30 to 3.30) wasn't enough to get everything together and practice. So, we went in search of Mr K. We couldn't find him, so we looked for Pn Cheng. She wrote a letter again to state that we would be praticing up to 5.30pm. Wow. That's very happy news. =D
Pn Cheng then said something about my New South Wales Science paper results. She said she would pass it to me "later".
After another painstaking hour (Not really painstaking, really. Just exaggerating to stress my point), we completed arranging the song. Then, we ate and practice during the remaining time. We also helped each other out a bit in our solo pieces. Once done, we went back to class.
In class, Ishwin said my Science results paper was in my bag. Took it out and scanned through all my stupid mistakes. Then, I looked at the certificate.
*CENSORED* PASSED WITH A DISTINCTION.
YAY. And I thought it was hard to pass with a distinction since Aaron kept bragging about his distinction last year. I don't know what it was like last year since I didn't sit for it......I'll aim for High Distinction next year since now I know what it's like.
Experience.
Not really great when you're on a wildgoose chase.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Democracy
It was just today that I realised my picture was actually in the Jogathon Card. I never thought that the girl in Yellow shirt was me. All along, I just thought that the girl was "so pro" because she wore a yellow cap along with her yellow shirt. Of course, I knew I had that cap but I didn't remember wearing it before I got to my seat. All along.....I thought that the girl was some form 4 freak who supported her team very well indeed. I never knew........
Oh well, this week, nothing much really caught my attention (unlike last week).
There was this new girl who went into 2 Belian. Her name was Shifa. Boy, does she look like Ishwin and Melanie. It's a real cross between those 2. She was, however, unwell on the 2nd and 3rd day of her schooling life in DJ. Maybe it was the food here (which proves my point that canteen food isn't all that great....).
Apart from that, I was given the honour to duty at Gate B, the most wanted duty spot for every prefect. What was even better was that I ALSO had paper work (kerja tulis) for recess!!!!! On Thursday (which is actually today, since I have been stretch-blogging), Lisa was called by Pn Choong for something. We thought it must have been the AJK post but instead we heard Pn Choong's voice from the gazebo nearby......almost shouting....Clarisse, one of the witnesses had nothing to say about this when we asked her about it. It seems that Lisa's "mistake" happened within the past few days. Joy oh joy. 1 more thing for Pn Choong to grumble about.
Speaking of that matter, it just reminded me of the prefect's meeting on Wednesday (yesterday). The joker who ran out on the road to catch a ball (as announced on Monday, during assembly) was actually a boy prefect. Chinese. With glasses. Pretty amusing......he was dressed in prefects' uniform. Andddd.............a few form 2s left their plates on the canteen tables. And yipee.......we totally blew Pn Choong up for that. Almost every prefect knows I bring my own food....I mean, seriously, I eat bread everyday......So I'm innocent....=) There were other matters discussed during the meeting. Almost everything seems to drive the teachers crazy. They can't really blame us for making them have high blood pressure......they inflicted it on themselves.......
Alas, this week wasn't that full of woes!!! There were a few funny moments I enjoyed. I have no idea if it's me or really art period because there was this funny moment which happened during art period....again..!
This week, we were doing jalinan, some funny artwork where we were supposed to draw on stuff with texture. This was pretty amusing for all of 2 Batai as we had the glorious chance of going to the pavillion to draw on stuff there. We saw 2 Keruing with Miss Ely eyeing her choral speakers like an eagle. It was then when all Bataians complained of the unfairness of the school. How come only Balau gets all the good stuff? What about BATAI?!?!?!??!?! We're good too, OK?? What makes things worse was that some of us were really looking forward to choral speaking, namely Cassandra and Sha Lynn. I can see that the rest were rather restless too. We should be given a CHOICE!!! Options!!!! Worse comes to worst, enter 3-4 choral speaking teams!!!!! [Inserts discussion and distress among the other 2 Bataians].
PS: Note that discussions go a loooooong way until it reached prefectorial and political affairs
As seen from the above,
WHERE's THE FREAKING DEMOCRACY FOR STUDENTS' RIGHTS?!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!!
Back to the whole point.....Some mad people went over to the trees to get the texture on the tree bark (I'm one of the mad people, by the way...). Cassandra and Jun Lay stomped their feet on the paper to get their shoe prints. Smart. Sha Lynn went mad halfway and decided to scribble on people's backs and claims that she has got people's "back prints". After asking several people, she went to ask Mr Aaron, Tim's brother. [Alright, since it's Tim's bro here, I'm eligible to leave out the "Mr"].
Sha Lynn
Aaron
Liiyung
Tim is standing nearby watching the conversation:
Mr Aaron, can you bend down so that I can draw on your back?
*Stares amusingly*
Hey, at least I'm being polite. Come on, say "yes"!!
Yea, come on. She's gonna pass all these information to the police in case any of us commit a crime next time. THEN, the police can identify us by checking our back prints!!
Yea, that's it. Bend down.
*Puts hands over Tim's and my shoulder* Prefects, take this student away......She displeases me...
*Burst out laughing......laughing then goes hysterical*
*Has the "What-did-I-do-wrong" look on her face*
The "She displeases me" part really got me roaring with laughter. The way he put it was as if Sha was some kind of.........stalker? Pervert? Nevermind that.....at least here's someone who trusts prefects =D
There's still tomorrow to wrap up the week. Let's hope that it'll be great. Unfortunately, tomorrow will mark the 1 week anniversary of Silkie's disappearance. Tomorrow would mean 1 day closer to that mad day when the 3 guys from the last class would be splitted. They'd be coming after the Choral Speaking competition.
Then, during science period (Thursday), we went crazy over Emily's surname, CHYE.
I don't know what drove us into this, but it all started with "Tchaikovsky". It then developed into naming Emily's nephews "Peter Chye Kov-sky". Sha Lynn improvised it to become "Chye Nerman", as in, Chinaman!!!!!!!!!
Conclusion: Choral Speaking brings us trouble [especially to BATAIANS, not to mention other classes too, of course]
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Replay
Yay....access to the computer.....OK, OK...merely because I have to "captionize" the Jogathon pictures. But where the heck do I start?? There're soooo many pictures!!!! But then again, we also need suitable pictures. Browsing through them now, I seem lost as I did not attend Jogathon.....And I'm captionizing them...There are these pics which clearly depics 4 people dancing...and I have no idea what that is all about....There are also many personal pics, which I have to try and make them look like some candid shot...or what I call "Motions" (an old term used for something like candid pics).
Enough about Nostalgia for now, let's get on with school stuff. On Monday, 2 Batai was told to stay back after assembly. I suspected the phone incident as there was a tone in Pn Wong's voice which told me something was wrong. As prefects, we were told to take care of classes given to us first before attending that....erm...."lecture". Sure enough, I was right...the whole thing was about the Pn-Asma's-handphone-got-stolen incident. Insticntively, I felt bad for being in a class alleged for doing something which I didn't believe my class would do. It just seemed absurd that anyone from my class would want to steal a teacher's handphone since everyone (or most of them) already have handphones....and not just any handphone, most have some of the latest models. But let's the facts. Someone from our class DID steal her handphone.
But who? Let's start from the long-winded lecture Pn Cheng and Pn Wong gave us (Pn Cheng did most of the talking actually). The beginning was most likely both of them telling our class what happened. The whole discussion then extended to "students of a good class" stealing and the consequences WHICH, in time, extended to our lives and everything we do...yadayadayada.
Towards the end, she asked our class, "How many of you knew about this?"....which seems pretty ambiguous to me, since we all knew what happened but had no idea HOW it happened. Surprisingly, one person answered...
This person was involved in the "Encik Zaki case" loooong time ago in Standard 4. He shocked the whole class by admitting his wrongdoing in front of us all and the 2 highest ranked teachers in the afternoon session. Yea, eventhough you stole the phone, you had the courage to confess it. Kudos to you!! But we still blame you for the fact that you lost our class's Buku Pencegah Ponteng (BPP) for the 3rd time!!!!!
Yesterday, we did our Civics thingy in the hall. Glad that Pn Asma finally decided to let us stay in the hall instead of the Science Garden. We were wanted to sweep the floor in the hall. Seeing that it was clean almost everywhere, we took opportunities to take pictures of brooms.....and us sweeping the burnt stage (Hey, we helped to clean the stage!!!!!). Not much camwhoring involved as there wasn't much time and we were all in a frenzy....Besides, most of the pictures were blur.
Today.....the most memorable thing.....was....
ANTICIPATION
LOADING...............
ISHWIN'S FREAKY ART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Which made Jeremy and I laugh like mad people......not sure if we were rated worse than Sha Lynn's laugh but it sure did sound pretty terrible to me......
We were supposed to draw a face today. Yup, a face. A freak FACE!!!! And I couldn't draw it....haha....So, I spent most of the time PLANNING.....and watching Ishwin draw hers....I think she wanted to do something....but then, all of a sudden.....SOMETHING went wrong.....Which made her angry....So, she started to make fun of her art. It started off with the eyes, I said something and I think she took that "compliment" too seriously and ended up poking fun at the misunderstood drawing.
She was supposed to draw a female face. Started off with the eyes. Jeremy and I teased her eyes because they looked so cat-like. She went on drawing but we weren't sure if she was angry, since Jeremy and I didn't mean to offend her art...it was just a way of enlightening the situation. She then drew a nose, and stated she wanted to draw a witch. No comments here. Suddenly, with no motif whatsoever, Cassandra turned behind to show us her drawing, which made us laugh a lot. I'm not sure what happened to Ishwin's drawing next but she sure got some inspiration from Cas's art.
Before I knew it, Ishwin was done with her masterpiece. When Jeremy and I turned to see how much progress she's made....we bursted out laughing--and couldn't stop. What was supposed to be a woman was now some unidentified gender. Long, messy hair surrounded the egg-shaped head. The eyes were decorated by fiery lines all around them.Thick, "sexy" lips (Ms Loke somewhat said thick was sexy) was highlighted with a moustache and a beard. Moles were abundant around the cheeks. We laughed and laughed and laughed non-stop. Ishwin then showed her masterpiece to Hui Xian and Yan Ying (I'm not sure if Li Li saw it). And wow!!! Guess what?? She even made Yan Ying laugh!!!! That was a GREAT achievement!!! BRAVO!! We showed Ghee Ken, Syn Yee, Chi Han, Jun Jade and loads of other people. What seemed to surprise us was that those heavy-laughers did not laugh at all...they just stared at us as if we had a problem......but come on, those people laugh for no reason.... I laughed until there was no breathe in me. As I'm typing this out too, I'm laughing hysterically inside, which is affecting my typing.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Perfection?
We had a Nostalgia individual photoshoot today......Wan Jyn and Samantha posed alot but Cassandra and I were stiff....I just can't stand not smiling in the pic...they wanted an emo picture, unfortunately, I don't think I could live up to that expectation. I posed for barely 5 seconds and started smiling....then, laughing.....This is how terrible I am at emo pictures....I HAVE to smile!!! I felt so restricted when taking the pics...Darn it, I hope I turn out all right in Nostalgia. Or maybe I'd look like some stuck-up teen....And probably feel like punching myself!! Cas had the liberty to fold her arms.....while I had to freakishly put my hands on hips and "pose".
After recess, we had the Phantom of the Opera play!! Group 1 couldn't do their play because of technical difficulties. Group 3 was also helpless because Ben Yew didn't turn up. Which leaves Group/Chapters 2,4,5,6 and 7. We were doing chapter 6. Chapter 7 (involves kissing scene) couldn't perform today due to overtime.
Our glorious script:
Characters
Cassandra: La Carlotta
Jhia Yim: Monsieur Firmin
Liiyung: Monsieur Armand,sound effects,Phantom
Ishwin: Narrator 1,sound effects
Hui Xian: Narrator 2
Hui Xian : Hi everyone.
Ishwin : I was supposed to say that.
Hui Xian : This is Phantom of the Opera,chapter 6, adapted and modernised.
Ishwin : I was supposed to say that too.
Hui Xian : Well.....tough luck!
Ishwin : Why you.....*punches fists in air*
Liiyung : Will you get the show starting already?!
Hui Xian : I blame her. (*Points at Ishwin*)
Cassandra is lying on the floor/bed when her laptop suddenly beeps (made by Ishwin).
Cassandra: Why that *toot* Christine Daea!!!!!
Ishwin : La carlotta is feeling angry. Look, her face is changing colour.
Cassandra: My face ain't changing colour you *toot*. You're fired!
Ishwin : What????!!!!But I'm your narrator!
Cassandra: I still have Narrator 2.
Hui Xian : Haha, narrator 1. She likes me better.
Ishwin : Whatever.
Cassandra: Anyway, read this email.
Hui Xian : You are sick. You cannot sing Margarita tonight. Stay at home and don't go to the opera house. Accidents can happen. Do you want to lose your voice--forever? O.G.
Ishwin : What a *toot* email
Cassandra: Good,you're rehired.
Ishwin : Yipee!!!!
Hui Xian : NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
*Jhia Yim walks out of nowhere*
Jhia Yim : Oh look!! Laptop!! Hey, dudes….did YOU put it there?
Hui Xian : I believe you’re in the wrong scene with the wrong lines….
Jhia Yim : Oh yea…I was supposed to scream, right?
*slaps forehead*
SCENE 2
The Opera House.
Jhia Yim : Hey Armand…look, flowers. Did you put them there?
Liiyung : Obviously not. The tooth fairy did.
Jhia Yim : The tooth fairy doesn't exist.
Liiyung : Not here. It’s a known fact it only exists in the Swiss Alps.
Jhia Yim : You're crazy.
Liiyung : How do you know? Have you measured my craziness?
Jhia Yim : I tried once but it seems that your madness was just too high to be measured….
Hui Xian :The host comes out.
Ishwin : A good evening to everyone out there.The show is about to start!
Liiyung : Hey, whats going on?!
Jhia Yim : Queit, you fool. The show is starting.
Liiyung : Oh,ok….ROCK ON,MAN!!!!!!
Jhia Yim : I have no idea how you became director......
Ishwin : (Stares into the crowd)Right....um...yea...rock on?(waves rocking sign unsurely)Okay...the show must go on! So ladies and gentlemen....we present to you...La Carlotta!!!!!
Cassandra: Yo,wassup,wassup!La carlotta in the house,yo!!!
Audience : GET LOST.....err...I mean....I love you La Carlotta!!
Cassandra: I know. I love you guys too!
Ishwin : And now, she will sing for us.
Cassandra: Gimme the beat yo!(Keeps singing until love song part then stops and starts again)My love begins to-ACK!I cannot forget my- AcK!
Audience (the class) starts laughing. [This really happened as the whole class coincidentially started laughing]
Liiyung : (Starts laughing)Her singing tonight will bring down the chandelier!!!!
There are screams [Okay.....I screamed here...]
Ishwin makes a glass breaking sound effect
Audience goes all emo and dramatic
Let the moment of truth pass slowly and dramatically.During this time changes in roles can take place if actor wishes to.Ifyou feel like screaming, go ahead.......no one's stopping you…
Hui Xian : That was a really terrible night at the Paris Opera House. One woman was killed by the chandelier and many others were hurt. The Opera House closed for 2 weeks. And La Carlotta never sang-AGAIN
Ishwin : Okay.Thats a wrap!!!
Liiyung : CUT!!!!
Thanks to my group for playing up to their parts. =)
This is Melissa's tag....
Name: Janyxe
Sisters: none
Brothers: none
Shoe size: 6
Height: 164-5+++cm I think..Hope to be much much taller..Cause a lot of people say i'm very very short!
Where do you live: Very near school =P
Favourite drinks: Milkshake.
Favourite breakfast: Bread+Fried egg & cheese
Have you ever been on a plane : Obviously
Swam in the ocean: More like splash about
Fallen asleep in school: Never. Failed on many attempts though.... too noisy to sleep...
Broken someone's heart: Hope not
Fell off your chair: Once in Std 4...no one noticed, alright...
Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Yes. Alexandria and Cassandra.
Saved e-mails: Exceptional ones.
What is your room like: Messy.
What is the last thing you ate: Pudding.....one tou fu fa flavoured, one lychee flavoured....which I shared with my father.
Ever had Chicken pox: When I was 6
Sore throat: Obviously.
Stitches: Never.
What's right beside you: Air.
Do you believe in love at first sight: Not exactly.
Like picnics: Never had a professional one.
Who was the last person you danced with: I'm not sure how you define "dancing".
Last made you smile: Myself. I think I have clearly stated that I can't help smiling....unless....
You last yelled: During the POTO [Phantom of the Opera] play.
Talk to someone you like: Everyday.
Kissed anyone: Yes.
Get sick: Sick as in "ill".
Talked to an ex: Dont have any ex.
The~Best feeling in the world: Every feeling I have ever experienced.
Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yes.
What's under your bed: Dust.
Who do you really hate : Lousi.....[oops]...I mean LOUIS chong....
What time is it now: 9.47 pm
RANDOM...
Q: Is there a person who is on your mind right now: You mean PERSONS. Yes.
Q: Do you have any siblings: It is clearly stated above that I don't have any.
Q: Do you want children : This is not a sick question right? Yea, at least I can have entertainment in the house.
Q: Do you smile often: This is getting repetitive and annoying....
Q: Do you like your hand-writing: Yes...both block and cursive....although it's very ugly.....but it's the only handwriting I've got (besides left hand) and it shows my character...might as well like it!Q: Are your toenails painted: Nope.
Q: Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: My parents.
Q: What colour shirt are you wearing: Multi-coloured.
Q: What were you doing at 7:00pm yesterday : Bathing.
Q: I can't wait till : A lot of things happen.
Q: When did you cry last: Recently.....?
Q: Are you a friendly person: I hope I am.
Q: Do you have any pets: A fuzzy black thing called a DOG.
Q: Where is the person you have feelings for right now?: In my house right now.
Q: Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?: Yes.....very important...?
Have you ever crawled through a window?: Yes.....when fooling around in Std 2 if I'm not mistaken...
Can you handle the truth?: Yes.
Are you too forgiving?: Depends on certain circumstances.
Are you closer to your mother or father?: Equal.
Who was the last person you cried in front of ?: Not sure...
How many people can you say you really loved?: A lot (:
Do you eat healthy?: I hope.
Do you still have pictures of you & your ex?: I dont have an ex.
Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?: Yes. A lot of times!
If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?: Depends.
Are you loud or quiet most of the time?: You judge for this question.
Are you confident?: NOPE.
LASTLY tag 5 persons:
1)Angeline.
2)Emily.
3)Daniel.
4)Ghee Ken.
5)Darren.
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