HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY MALAYSIA!!!!

and tomorrow... MY 17TH BIRTHDAY!!!

Merdeka eve!

Today Taylor's had a flag-raising ceremony. All the students attended it. We were given flags which we waved while singing patriotic songs. It was quite fun, seeing the students enjoy themselves.

Traditional clothes to celebrate!!! =3

Many thanks to Jia Yi!!!! She treated me at Peppercorn Cafe for my birthday =D She's really nice... when she's not evil...heheheh

Bad luck today!!! My favorite pair of platform shoes spoiled!!! Argh!! I really, really heart those shoes! It's not branded and it's pretty cheap, but I liked the design and the extra height it gave me. So I went to the cobbler opposite Taylor's (he's next to 7-11, which is a blessing, since my shoes totally gave way when I reached him). At first only one of the shoes was spoiled, but then he pointed out that the other is almost spoiled as well!!! But he managed to fix it, although I don't think the shoes will last any longer. *sob* My favourite shoes!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

The worse thing that could happen to females is...when they lack money!!! I went to Taipan to buy some wire, and then I went into the clothes boutique to look at the latest fashions. A pretty green blouse caught my eye. Unfortunately.... I brought too little money! So I could only look at it...

Tomorrow is Malaysia's 50th Merdeka celebrations! And then, on Saturday... my 17th birthday!!! Woohoo!!!

1. End of SAM holidays.
Sometimes I think having holidays is more boring than not having holidays. You don't get to see many of your friends and you have wayyy too much time to waste.

2. Just finished reading all the 7 Hercule Poirot anthologies in the library.

3. Embarking on a new project that will endanger lives :P


Merdeka is around the corner. I will blog on it soon.

Because I don't want to start a new post, I'll just update this one.

Today (Friday) I went out for lunch with the choir's ex-president of 2004. She happens to be back from US on her summer break. So we went to eat at Old Town Kopitiam and talked all about our ex-choir days. How much difference between then and now! We also talked about our parents - mothers, to be exact. Our mothers are so similar! Asking us the same questions whenever we want to go out, and making up silly hypotheses. No wonder her mom and mine are friends =.="

After that I went to her house and watched Grease. No, not Grease starring John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John, but the Grease performed by our school choir of which we were ex-members of. It sucked badly. Wasted my RM15 to buy it. The acting was so fake. Only good things about it was the male lead, who is a cute guy, and some of the cast who had strong voices and sang beautifully.

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Blah. Another day spent at the library.

Every Thursday my lunch break is at 10am. When I first had this schedule my whole body rebelled. Imagine, one day out of five college days, I eat lunch so early in the day. On other days my lunch breaks are usually around noon and college usually ends 3 hours later. So on Thursdays 2-3 hours after lunch my body's timer tells me it's time evening, when in reality it's just 1 o' clock. Ended up I'll feel very tired on Thursday afternoons. However after months of this 'morning lunch' I don't feel this side-effect any more. On the other hand.... my body's tells me that i'm hungry at 11! Geez....

Since my stomach was screaming for food, I left my studies to look for lunch. Before that I borrowed a new book from the library. The Underdog and Other Stories by Agatha Christie. I was so engrossed in the book while eating that I failed to realise....that it was raining!!!! I had to run from Success back to Taylor's, and of course I got wet. Sheesh. I thought that the rain would stop by 2pm at least, but it didn't. It continued to drizzle on me as I waited for the bus. And the bus took so long to arrive somemore. Haiz.

Ratatouille is a French stew. It is also the name of a movie about a wannabe rat chef. I think teh best part about the movie is the animation. It was so nicely done, and all the small little details are included. The texture of the baguette, the architecture style of the old city of Paris, the lighting... it was all so amazing! Pixar is definitely one of the top animation studios around. There was some little details inserted in too. Like the food critic's full name: Anton Ego. (Ego for his attitude?) Or that Anton Ego's room....is shaped like a coffin. Dark like one, too. And the parody of Colonel Kentucky (fried chicken, anyone?). Ratatouille is more of a comedy, but I found myself shedding a few tears near the end. No, not because I had to pay rm5 for the ticket, but because.... I think I will leave you to find out for yourself.

I'm soo jealous!!!! So many people have seen Secret and said many good things about the show... I want to watch it as well! But no one wants to accompany me T.T Everyone seems so busy even though for some of us it's a holiday week right now. I haven't seen mot of my friends this week. Most of my classmates have went back to their hometown, and the rest of my friends are busy. It's just so boring....

Evan Almighty has just came out last week, the same time as Secret. I heard it's funny, but I'll reserve my opinions for when I actually see it. Last year I saw Bruce Almighty, the prequel to Evan Almighty. It wasn't really that funny (or I have high standards) but it was okay. At least the Malaysian censor board didn't decide to cut any scenes or to ban the movie.

Just to make this post seem long...I have put up the lyrics for Suki? Kirai? Suki!!! (Love? Hate? Love!) by Kugimiya Rie. This song is the Ending Song for Zero's Familiar: The Two Knights. This song is quite funny, because it's so contradictory....LOL

Be right here! Close to me
Always, always look at me at all times
You looked away, didn’t you?
At other girls
I’ll punish those who are wavering and insolent
Don’t touch! Because I won’t listen to excuses
Touch me…because I’m tired… Hey, lend me your shoulder

chorus:
I love you, it’s a lie
I hate you, that’s a lie, too
Nay nay nay, it’s useless, it’s a misunderstanding
So I won’t say, “I love you”
Non Non Non, because I absolutely won’t forgive you
If you go to somewhere else

But the truth is, I want to be by your side more than anyone else
Let’s go take a walk in chains of love!
Listen up! To what I say
I finally explode; who? Who? Did you get close to?!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not in love with you
But I’m worried; why? Why? Even though it’s nothing

Don’t kiss! Because I won’t KISS you again
Kiss me… A non-ritual KISS… What does it taste like?

[chorus]

Yeah the truth is, because you’re more precious to me than anyone else
Endure the whip of love!

Don’t touch! Because I won’t listen to excuses
Touch me… When it’s tough…hold my hand tightly

[chorus]

Yeah I don’t want to be apart from you even for just a second
Follow the laws of love!

I am bored.

My holiday plans are boring.

It's so boring that I've reverted back to my old hobby, reading.

I hate holidays. My mother thinks holidays are the best time to study, and even though she's right it means that I can't use the internet as much as I like. Not that the internet is very interesting anyway, but I need to leave it on to download manga and anime,which takes time. Since my house is not a totally conducive environment for studying my plan is to go to the library and to study.

This past month I've been reading Agatha Christie. A good writer of murder stories, although sometimes I detect a similiarity in her stories. I particularly like her short stories. I've read The Harlequin Tea Set and The Labors of Hercules. Right now I'm going through Murder in the Mews. I don't know why, but some of the best stories I've read are of the science-fiction type. Back in Form Four I learned to love short sci-fiction stories by renowed authors like Eric Frank Russell, James Schmitz, Andre Norton and many more. But now that I've read through most of their works there's not much interesting sci-fiction to read anymore.

A really good read is the tales of fictitious China by Barry Hughart. The main characters are not flawless - Li Kao, the old and wise private investigator, introduces himself as "My name is Kao, my surname Li, and I have a flaw". Number Ten Ox, his helper, is stereotyped - brawny, with not much brains. But the books are interesting, with a slight tinge of the creepy and mysterious. In one book both of them killed a henchman called Snake, and then to get rid of the evidence they brought his corpse to the kitchen and made a ten-course dinner out of him. The description of the cooking is funny - "Shall we do his brains in the traditional turnip sauce, or would you prefer oyster broth?" A good read.

Crap. Been emo-ing this past week. Mom is not satisfied with my semester results. I've been lectured non-stop for the past 5 days. Not to mention that she'll start calling all her cronies then come back to me saying so-and-so's daughter/son/nephew/cousin got very good results, went to a ultra-good uni, why can't you do the same because they can, how are you going to go to uni like this, SAM March intake is hard so why are you not studying hard blah blah blah. Sometimes I get so angry that I can't move and my brain freezes up. Of course it's all my fault - everything is. I've been blamed for every single thing that breaks in the house, everything that happens. Sometimes I feel like letting it all out and cry and scream at the world. But like everyone else I keep it in. Waiting for the day when my time will come. When I can just be myself - and nobody can anything about it.

with my group members

/end tutorial

zomg my results reached my house today. Jia Yi also got hers as well, and then she called me.

JY: OMG the results arrived!!!! Did yours came????
Reg: Duh. My house is just 1km away from yours.
JY: No!!!! Intercept it! Hide it!
Reg: *lol*

My dad was really understanding... he always is anyway. He didn't mind my not-so-good results considering that I did better than average this time. I doubt my mom would be so forgiving. I mean, last sem she saw the C on my report and blew her top. Now with 2 Cs, what will she say??

The Statistics project is really bad. Even with three brains and one no-brainer working on it we can't get the answers to the questions. Even our much-vaunted RM460 GCs are useless without our knowledge.

Mr Woon waltzed into class today, proclaiming that we would do something fun. That 'something fun' turned out to be today's lesson, Bezier curves. The equation for it is ridiculously long. Thank god we won't have to prove it. Just writing out the unsimplified equation can take up 1/8 of a page. Well anyway at least now we can draw 'ears' on our calculators :P

Mr Woon-alicious (and his trademark mole!)

I hereby crown Statistics as the worse paper I ever sat for. How could I forgot everything I just learned 3 hours ago????

Really bad presentation. Forgot to study for it until like 10 minutes before it started. Add that, plus a cold room and you get one nervous girl who stutters and can't speak.

Me and Yi Mun before the presentation

Yes!

I didn't fail Sem2!!! *Kisses the ground*

Tutorial is on today. My group is not due until Wed/Thurs. The girls look so cute in their formal wear! >.< and the guys look hot!

Sunday.
A cool day, with wind blowing through.
My mathematics, left abandoned on the table, whilst I dream the time away.
The piano, desolate, without its' player.
The mysterious strains of a song going through my mind.

I dream
of my love
and my hopes
my dreams
Lost in a world
beyond this world

Somehow I feel too lazy to do my work today. Time seems to move slowly, and Monday seems far, far away. I can't concentrate. I feel languid. I feel as though I'm here and yet not here.

I think of the future. It seems so distant, so far away. Who knows what will happen in the future? I feel uncertain. All my life, I have always known what I will do. Enter primary school. Continue to secondary. Enter Taylor's/Sunway. Now my life's paths are open for me to choose. Which university? What do I want to become? What do I want to achieve? What will become of me in the future?

After thinking back (and thinking of the Aussie unis' entry requirements) I feel so useless. How do I achieve a TER of 85? Or 90? My grades are not outstanding, nor even good. All that I've achieved are not because of my hardworking skills, but do to my mother's constant nagging. Sometimes I feel so sad to be called 'smart' and 'hardworking', when I am neither. It hurts to be called 'responsible', when in truth I'm not. Many people call me mature. In a way, I feel so sad hearing this. I just want to be a child again, to count on others. I don't think I was ever fully a child. Even as a small girl I would be the one protecting others, helping them. As a PTS student I lost a part of my childhood. Instead of slowing growing up I had to grow fast, learn fast, in order to catch up with my older classmates. Just because I passed a stupid paper in Standard 3 makes people think that I am a bright student, and so I had to work hard to fulfill their expectations.

But I have friends that support me. The people who changed my life, influenced me. Helena, my dear cousin, my confidante. Vivian, a friend who understands. Steph, who cheers me up. The guys, who make me laugh with their jokes. My host family, who were kind enough to host me despite it being last-minute. The friends I made in Spain, who helped me over language difficulties and my ignorance. My classmates, who are more caring than imagined.

Perhaps I shouldn't be scared of the future. Shouldn't be too scared that I will fall. Because somehow, there will be people helping me to get back up. Thank you all, for everything.

My life is so packed. This week there was the Moral presentations by E4 and E5. Then the Creative Writing exam for English. Then it was the deadline for the Moral project to be handed up. Haiz. And then next week there's the English tutorial and more exams. Life as a SAM student is very hard, more so if you're in the March Intake. After several days of reminding our Spec Maths lecturer that we have 4 bloody weeks left to cover the last 5 chapters he finally realised the seriousness of the situation. I don't think we have the time now to finish the chapters and REVISE for trials.

So we have MYOB Accounting exam today. The class was in jitters over how to key in certain entries for Depreciation and Amortisation. The test started at 2.15pm, and we had until 4pm to finish the test. Due to my desperation-for-movies-syndrome I kept telling myself "Reg, you must finish fast. You must finish before 3.30pm so that you can catch the bus to Pyramid". So came about my fastest record for doing MYOB Accounting: 1 HOUR. Finished at 3.15pm, printed my work and high-tailed out of there way before any of my classmates even finished. Bay was going to watch Rush Hour 3 at 3.20 pm, but somehow because of certain factors *ahemtingyuahemtgvahem* me and Kein Yip didn't watch the movie. So we decided to watch Die Hard 4.0, but sadly the only screening was at 11.25pm. In the end watched The Invisible. I think by the end of it I wanted the movie to be invisible as well. Americans just destroy any movies they remade. Just look at The Ring. Anyway I bet the original Swedish version of The Invisible was way better. Europeans make very sad, touching movies on life. I remember watching L'enfants, a French movie on a flight once and I cried. It was about a boy and a girl who when small kept challenging each other until they grew up. They were best friends and yet rivals. It wasn't until they were married to other people that they realised they love each other.

Today in Moral class E5 showed their movie. Kenny, congratulations on the good editing you did. It was a very good movie for an amateur :P I will forever remember Gerard and Lim as the gay couple, playing hide-and-seek and dancing around trees. And the part where they were doing *something* behind the wall. OMG, it was more gay than my class' presentation. You have to watch it to really understand what I said. And then you will laugh like I did :D

Changed my layout. The last one had too much green in it, and I was bored by the layout anyway. Also changed the picture at the top, as the old picture was just so not me anymore.
Anyway to cut it short this blog has been changed to reflect the new me, different from the me that started this blog 4 months ago. Not that I changed a lot anyway...

Most of my mid-year marks are out, and while the marks are not too good it's what I expected anyway. I'm just waiting for my Specialist Math marks and English marks now. I'm definitely not telling my mother any of this marks until the day I have to. Jia Yi predicts that when the 2nd semester marks arrive at my house there would be another tombstone in this blog :D

Taylor's Placement day is this Saturday. I looking forward to it. Reps from many Aussie Unis will be there, and my mom has been bugging me to send in my apps. At least she no longer harbour dreams for me to enter Cambridge, Oxford, or Melbourne. As for me, with my bad results, I just hope a good uni will accept me. I don't wanna be a road sweeper!

Also on this Saturday is the Merdeka Treasure Hunt. Entry is RM60 for a team of 2. Apparently the contestants will be going around Subang and KL. Public transportation only, and money will be given for that. I do so hope to enter for fun, but who would be my partner??? RM30 is a lot of money, and many people are just too lazy to step out of their house to join in. Besides, trials are coming soon, no matter how hard I try to forget. Taylor's is already entering the exam season.

Moral presentation tomorrow, MYOB test Friday, Math mini-project Monday (we're supposed to monitor garbage =.="), Math Common Test Wednesday, LAN finals Thursday. Lean See's asking for help in Statistics, which is totally useless as my knowledge of statistics is very bad. I just keep misinterpreting the damn questions. Oh well...

My house don't have cable TV (Astro) so I rarely watch TV nowadays. However yesterday I took time to watch Turn Left, Turn Right, a Chinese movie starring the hot Takeshi Kaneshiro and Gigi Leung. It was a story of 2 students who once met 13 years ago. They met again in the present and exchanged phone numbers. However, both got stuck in the rain and the numbers were washed out. Since they don't have the numbers anymore they waited patiently for the other to call, not knowing that they just live NEXT DOOR to each other. Throw in one crazy takeaway girl from the local fast-food store and a maniac doctor and you have a comedy yet sad love story.

I have the typical problem experienced by teenagers-in-love worldwide: I'm too scared to confess. So my mind's been in limbo for months now, over the should-I-should-I-not question. I even repeat to myself everyday reasons why I should not confess during the time I was depressed. However now I'm not depressed anymore, yet not fully normal yet. I'm still waiting for this crush to fade out of my mind.

My mid-year and semester 1 1/2 marks are still coming in. It's worse than last semester's marks. If my mom had freaked out over last semester's mark, she would go totally crazy over this. I'm never gonna have any peace for the next 3 months =(

Moral exam 3 on Wednesday, Moral presentation Thursday, Accounting exam Friday. Stupid MYOB aka Accounting software. Looks easy but is complicated. One mistake and can fail already. You either know how to use it; or you don't. But I feel really, really happy to help my classmates with their input. At least I can do something useful and beneficial. And they wont fail this exam. I hope. We need this marks!!!!

Almost forgot it is already AUGUST... 3 months to the SAM exam, 2 months to trial, 1 month to Hari Merdeka and my birthday. Oh yeah. my calender is totally packed :(

Yesterday we my class entered the lecture theater for Moral we saw... A CONDOM BOX. First thing that came into our minds was... WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING WITH CONDOMS??? Hello, you just don't simply see condom boxes lying around, especially not in school/college... Then my loco classmates play with it lah. One of my classmates told me that the condoms are the Glow-In-The-Dark variety... based on the picture of the Halloween pumpkin on the box. Sheesh. It wasn't until later Kein Yip told me it was for an AIDS presentation...

Today my LAN teacher went off happily to Penang. Taylors organised a staff trip to Penang. Sadly none of my teachers went. When Mrs Soh, our Econs teacher came in, I asked "Teacher teacher, why never go to Penang?"

Mrs Soh: I'm from Penang. I don't have to go there, I can become their tour guide already.

Later Lean See told me, "Wah teacher's english so good one. Somemore come from Penang..." Then Jia Yi said "Hahah if not sure she cannot find job d mah!"

Since dear Sharifah our LAN teacher didn't come our class practised for next week's sketch. E3 did some sketch on bullying already, E5 is preparing their movie. And so E4, with all its crazy and perverted students decided to do...

SEPET meets BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN

Well, to tell the truth, we decided to do Sepet. But when we started casting, we ended up casting 2 GUYS as Jason the vcd peddler and Orked the Malay girl/guy. I cant wait to see Sharifah's face when we present it!! ^.^

Extra Accounts class today for MYOB. I wanted to skip, but then the teacher sure will notice I'm missing. So in the end, resigned to my fate, I went for it. 2-4pm in the computer lab, typing furiously into the computer. Finished in one hour. Then taught the girl sitting next to me how to key in her data. Haiz. If I know I could finish the stupid accounts in one hour I would have been able to run off and watch movie. Sadly I was too late. Bloody. And tomorrow still got extra Accounts class, but this time we jump to Bank Recon and continue MYOB later. Gah! Annoying annoying annoying....

We learned something new in English today: Journal for Creative Writing. For the CW component journal is another way of being 'creative'. Sadly, I'm not a creative person. The narrative I wrote on a gangster for CW totally sucks. The teacher commented that it sounded like I plagiarized it from 'Chicken Soup for the Soul' series. Thing is, I don't even read Chicken Soup!

So for our class work Pn Zaidah, our English teacher had us listen to Black-Eyed Peas' Where is the Love? since she was already bored of our last class works (watching Bend It Like Beckham, reading Samphire and Lamb To The Slaughter and the songs Luca by Suzanne and 18 & Life by Skid Row). After listening to the music and seeing the music video of it she told us to write a journal based on the song's message.

I based my journal on 'war'. And then I decided to take on the persona of a...7 year old kid.



So for the last hour of my college day I was thinking like a 7 year old. So much that I acted like a childish, annoying girl until I snapped out of it. Phew...

7 strange facts/habits about me

Tagged by Paul from UGS.

1. Easily bored. When watching movies I tend to look at my watch (not once, not twice, but at least five times) to see when the movie is going to end. And when I read books I usually start at the beginning, and jump to the back.

2. Impatient. I get extremely impatient all the time. Unless I'm in a good mood.

3. My face don't reflect my feelings? Once when I was sad my classmate thought I was angry. And when I was depressed the same classmate thought I was sad. Is my face really that bad???!!!

4. Lost my marbles. I'm a little weird in some ways. Like telling un-understandable jokes and laughing at not-so-funny things. And doing weird things.

5. Live in my own world. Half the time half of my brain is wandering around. Like the time I sat for my mid-year. After one and a half hour I realised I didn't know what I was doing. And there's only 1/2 hour left to finish the paper!!

6. Psycho-analyst. I like to analyse things. Dissect them into facts and them rebuild them into hypotheses, which I then test out. That's why I'm so curious about things. I have this great hunger to know everything and anything. Well, except for things that do not interest me. So far one of my hypotheseses worked - how to gain power and popularity.

7. I want to be a girl? Sounds weird, but true. Right now I'm a tomboy, not a real girl. Too rough to be one. I want to be the helpless one, the pretty one. Not someone that runs herself ragged taking care of others. I need time-out! Or better, a boyfriend.