Saturday, December 19, 2009

Parting of ways...

The last outing with Melissa took place in Leisure Mall yesterday. Talking and remembering what we’ve done this year. No other activities. No tears. No crappy nor sick jokes. OK la, maybe got a few. Just simple talking and a clumsy hug. Then she's gone.

The last outing with Melissa had only one person.

I was the person.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

In order to create, one must destroy...

To obtain a precious is hard; To let go a precious is harder...

You want to live a life or you want to live your life?


Haiz... So long no blogging olady.... Not don't want to blog, but tehre's nothing to write!

Wan 2 talk about my hols.
As exciting as the house's front porch.

Wan 2 talk about next year.
Easy, 1 phrase. Not prepared yet

Wan 2 talk about the crazy Sg. Wang adventure. I called it an adventure la.
Too long.

Wan 2 talk about Mel's departure.
Nothing to say except Fare thee well & Blessed Be.

Boring days, boring hours, boring minutes, boring seconds......

Can't wait for the school to reopen. Can't believe I'm saying this. At least got something to do mah....

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Do 12 sound better than 10?

The government, ‘who cared for the Chinese and Indian community and do not want to lose the communities native tongues’, had finally decide that next year SPM students are allowed to take 12 maximum subjects. Which the results would only based on 10 subjects.

To me, there’s no big difference, only I now get the chance to take back Chinese, why!? and English Literature, would Pn. Lim allow me to do that?

OF course, this means that we will have to reregister ourselves next year, I THINK. Hmmm… I wonder how things go for the people who wish to take Accounts or Economics or both but have to drop it when the government set the SPM subjects taken is 10. I mean, according to the school authorities, if one does not take account classes during F4, one can not apply for Account exam during SPM.

Let’s see how things play out by themselves, should we?

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

The Fates are Cruel

Crows perched on my house this morning, trying to warn us the Coming.
The sky shed the tears of sadness on my behalf.

The Fates are pitiless. They cut the line of Life of the people who time has come to an end. Fortunately for my grandfather, They are merciful to him. They waited until the sons and daughters, grandchildren of my grandfather to pay their last visit before They take him away.

Yet, The Fates are cunning. For my grandfather’s last wish can not be fulfill. He can’t go back to the place where my family’s linage begins. He can not go back to place where the house is built with his own sweat and blood. He cannot go back to the place where he set his first step into Malaysia with his wife, my late grandmother. He can not go back to the place where he started the family. He can not go back……

Monday, November 30, 2009

The Fates are pitiless...

Just a few moment ago i received news that my grandfather had just passed away. In a few hours time I'll be back to Malacca. I'm afraid I can't joined you guys (Mel,Iven,Nicole) when you finished your SPM...

Sunday, November 29, 2009

I see ‘seafood’ everywhere.

Talking about Plaza Low Yat, BEFORE I entered the building, my God, the people on the street are the type of, what me, Mel and Iven will say as, ‘seafood’ people. In another word, lala.

Ok, maybe not that much, because I can see some other styles which still screams ‘weird’ in my face. Not just that, the whole Plaza is ‘crawling’ with this kind of ‘stylish’ promoters and shoppers.

Unfortunately for me, I referred it as an unfortunate, my 4th uncle’s sons, my cousins, also followed this fashion that, I don’t know how or why, ‘ruled’ the minds of most teens. I mean, they wear nothing more than flip-flops and, if I’m not wrong, sandals, which is combined by clothing that require PROPER SHOES.

I don’t know about you guys, but to me,

stripped long sleeves + jeans + flip-flops = DISGUSTING!

I don’t what’s happening to the world of fashions these days, I don’t to care and I do pray to the Gods above that none of my brothers are going down this path and so am I…

PS: Not that I hate the people who wore them, it’s just that I don’t like the way they dresses themselves.

A day in the Plaza

At last, I’ve finally know what Plaza Low Yat looks like. I’ve heard of this Plaza’s name for numerous times in the mouth of the people who do computers. Whenever they mentioned the name, I was like What? Where’s that?

Although I went to the place, I can’t say I enjoyed it. Crowded place, many people, mountain people mountain sea, one phrase that describe all, NOT my place.

Well, you must be wondering, why did this guy went there, if he doesn’t like the place? Well the answer to the question is, my brother, Standard 6, needed a new phone. So my father brought him there to choose one. I, tagged along to see what kind of place is that and to ask for the prices of some phone accessories I wanted.

Gone there, seen there, hate there.

Phone accessories, my father say the price is to expensive. So, you know la…

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The word of the day...

The word of the day, more likely the holidays, is sienz.

Sienz: Fattening oneself, staring at the wall or ceiling, gibberish and growth of plantation on body parts.

And yep that's all for me during the holidays. At least until the Form 5's finish their SPM. Then it'll be 2 weeks of totally wild fun, i hope... Then it'll be all SPM pressure.

Haiz... Now is just rotting myself away in my house...

Monday, November 23, 2009


Lol. I don’t even know why I name this post like that. Yea, maybe Iven is right. This holiday did make go loonier than ever. Nothing to do except attending tuition and fattening myself (eat + sleep). I won’t be surprise that I’ll turn into a beach ball when the others see me when they finished their SPM exam.

There’s no where to go during the hols… My father got transferred to BJ’s hometown, Kuala Kubu Baru a.k.a. KKB. Don’t even want to know where that place is, don’t want care. God, luckily my father didn’t decide to move the whole family there. Or else, I can’t imagine what’s going to happen to me. Bored to death I supposed and yes, I’ve visited the place. Last Saturday in fact. Call me a city boy if you want, but gosh, that place is as interesting as my home’s front porch.

Anyway, I’ve nothing to do this month until the beginning of December. After the starting the month of December, my timetable will be tighter than ever before.

Haiz… Sienz… Wish got something to do…

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Bad dream or Clairvoyance

Yester-night, I had a very horrible dream or ‘vision’ or… I don’t know! I saw that 1 of the Drama Members is dead. He died 3 times. Different ways of dying. It’s gruesome! Horrible! I love every Drama team members like a brother or sister… I do not know whether to tell him or not. He might think that I’m losing my losing marbles or something… What should I do?

Blogging rules?

When you see the title, it doesn’t mean that blogging rocks and stuff. It’s about the rules and regulations of blogging. My guess of your first impressions is What the fuck is this? Since when blogging have rules? Well then, that was actually my first expression as well. After I kept on reading the ‘rules’, its more like a guide line than the school’s rules and regulations.

Rule No. 1: Keep it simple

Easy enough to be broken. As they said, rules are meant to be broken. If there is any Blogging Police Force, I’ve already spending my life in jail because I love writing long and complicated sentences.

R2: Always have an angle.

Basically, almost all my posts are from my point of view a.k.a. first point-of-view. Or is it the third? Anyway, it’s quite hard to type a post from another person’s point of view, unless you understand the person very much.

R3: Be neutral/objective.

I find that quite hard to be done. Just take a look in my few previous posts. Ok, the most obvious ones, the Julius Caesar ‘series’. Very non-neutral right?

R4: Do not put yourself in the story.

What! Not to put myself in the story? This is quite impossible. Even by typing this post, I’m already breaking Rule #4.

R5. Use relevant pictures, with proper captions.

I think so. I mean, The Fates are also related to the waxing, waning and the full moon. Proper captions? I don’t think so. I don’t even know what proper captions mean. Maybe I’ll check the dictionary later.

R6: Check, double-check and triple-check your facts.

Well, I did. OK, OK, I don’t deny that sometimes I do get my facts wrong. Yet, when I get my facts right, people still believe that I’m just do rubbish talking. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. I didn’t take a gun and point at your head and say, ‘if you don’t believe me, I’ll shoot you’, right?

R7: Check, double-check and triple-check your spelling.

Lol. I allways do tat. I cheque and 2X cheque and 3X cheque me spelling. Butt they didn say any ting abt grammar, rite?

R8: End with a solid kicker.

‘Kickers’ are the last couple paragraphs in an article. So end it with this:
Have a nice hols!

You can read this article from the Star Two section of yesterday’s (18/11/09) The Star.

When The Fates lead me on...

Have you ever felt that everything happened for a reason? Everything was fated? Written across the stars, only to be known by the people who understand their language. That was my day yesterday.

Yesterday I went to watch the movie 2012.

‘…disaster flick 2012 beat Disney’s A Christmas Carol to top box office…”
- The Star -

Don’t feel bad Mel but Jim Carrey can’t beat the forces of nature. My original plan was to go to JJ and then to LM. Well, I heard they are having sale at JJ. Anyway, Fate had assigned me another course. To LM back to Home and to LM again and back to Home again.

Weird? Confused? Here’s the whole story…

So I went to LM by public bus. The moment I stepped down from Rapid, the rain just came out of nowhere. It’s raining so heavily, it’s like the gods forgot to turn off their water tap!

At that moment I thought, maybe the Fates want me to finish my movie before I went to JJ. So after the movie blah, blah, blah, I went out from the Mall. Oh, I forgot something. When I’m killing time in LM waiting for the movie seating, Fates keep on ‘pulling’ my eyes on to an interesting item. For the records, I went into the shop for three times! The workers inside was staring at me. I bet they are wondering whether I’m there to nick their stuff. That particular item is a perfect Christmas gift for one of my special friends.

Now, back to the story. I went out from the Mall and waited at the bus stop. I said to myself. If The Fates assigned me to go to JJ, bus 65 or U411 will come; If The Fates hope that I go home, bus 62 or U46 will come.

After a while, it seems to me that The Fates wishes me to go home. Unfortunately, my guessing is wrong. Of all the time I took the bus, this time the bus didn’t turn into the housing area where I stay. Instead it went on and on until it’s time for the ‘bus exchange’. Well lucky me. I thought. It seems that I’m very lucky all right. When I’m walking back to my house, which is situated on a hill, in another housing area from the housing area the bus stops, the SAME bus that drop me, pick me up again. Well then, I thought, it seems to me, I’m fated to buy that item for that special friend of mine.

You might think this is far-fetch, but after I bought the item, the bus that took me home, another bus company, turns out to be the bus that turned into the housing area where I’m staying.

Creepy? Coincidence? Far-fetch? Bullshit? Or it’s really The Fates? You decide…

Monday, November 16, 2009


Anyway I keep a countdown timer on when Mel's flying back to Germany. You can find it at the bottom of the page.

Missing Them

Today the sky shed tears for my behalf. In less than two months, I’ll have to forget the exciting the journey I have with the Form 5’s this year. This year, ever since I joined the Drama Team, I’ve met a lot of lovely and interesting people. First time in my school life, I felt sad for the departure of my friends. I’m sure I’ll go EMO for some time next year…

Sitting in the hall alone...
Going down to recess alone…
No one to go out with after school…
No one to go crazy around with…
No one to share my new found ‘retard-ness’…

I realize today that even the days after their SPM are numbered. Too little. Not enough.

I have not learnt enough from them yet. Never enough…

They’ve taught me a lot... More than me or they ever realize, about friends, life in secondary school, having fun, teachers, people, and themselves.


When I first saw you, I knew there’s something different fro the other girls I ever saw in school. You are somehow more special, unique than any of them. You are a hidden star among the others. A star, which I’m sure, will shine more brightly than any other star that glitters across the heavens. Hope that you will remember me. A retarded guy who has the weirdest mind you ever met. Yes, I cannot deny it, I can’t help to like you a tiny little bit. Just a normal friends liking, ok, nothing serious. Don’t worry BJ; I will not take away you Beloved.


With the same opening. When I first saw you in the canteen, when BJ still have a crush on you, my mind WAS set to beware your ‘kind’ of people. I HAD always thought that you are the type person who cares about nothing and love will feed your stomach. Luckily the Drama Team proves me wrong or else I’ll missed meeting with a very charming fellow. You have showed me how far a person would go for love, friend and relationships. You have showed me to never to express one’s feelings. You have showed me the deepest love for a friend a person can give. I think I also have a slight affection towards you. XP. Yet, luckily, now it’s just a pure love for a friend. The deepest I can ever give.


Hmmm… I haven’t realize your ‘presence’ around the others (Melissa and Iven) until I first went out with you ‘guys’. Now, I’ll surely miss your bitchy-ness. It’s a compliment. XP. Actually I don’t a lot to write about you since you share bits of the Others. The carefree-ness, humours are the very few things I found on you and the Others. Naturally, like the others, I also have a love in the friendship we have. A very interesting one indeed.

The three of you are, of course, not the only one that changed my secondary school life this year.

Ace- Your weird sense of humour and taste. This is a good thing.

Adam- My ‘gay’ partner which I’ll miss

Catherine- Your latest ‘plush’, your interesting thinking and *ahem* with *ahem*.

Eric- You is one of the people who taught me something indirectly.

Kaichou- I don’t know your real name but the quarrels we had the best I had. XD

James- Who I call Gabriel’s ‘mentor’. Only more cracking jokes.

Jeremy- Your ‘mature’ and tricky mind with of course your ‘forbidden love’.

Xan- You has also a very charming person to be with.

Any other which I left out, don’t feel offense. I can’t seriously write every single one of you because it’ll take me forever.

One thing for sure is, once all of you had gone your separate ways, the beautiful things that I ever see will also depart…

You’ll find my post hard to understand because I did not know how to express it properly. The main thing is, I’ll miss all of you.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Julius Caesar Ep.7

Although it’s titled as Julius Caesar, but it’s consisting about everything they’ve done.

God, don’t start screaming and everything. Although I typed ‘everything they’ve done’, I don’t mean they’ve done a lot in these past few months. It’s just about, ermmm… how should I say this… maybe it can called as the nature of the actions? Never mind, you’ll get what I mean in the end. I hope. Lol.

Ok, ok, ok, actually there isn’t a lot, as far as I know, lol, but a few things which really interest me. =]

One of them is ‘civil war’! WAR! Hooray! Damn, I’m going crazy! Ok, you must be wondering what I mean by ‘civil war’ right? One for sure is, this is SOOO going to bored you out. Well I’ve been keeping a close eye on everything happening since the unexpected happened, BJ becoming the Head Prefect.

Well, one thing obvious, for me, is They are not happy! Lol. Why am I even so happy?! Well, the They I mean here is the students and his fellow colleagues. Ever since his ‘crowning’, most of the students quite agree that his Deputy, Fan of Manchester United, seem to be much more of a HP comparing to him. It’s because, I know it’s quite lame, BJ seem to be much more invisible comparing to the others. No offence here BJ! He seem become an ‘extinct animal’ for he doesn’t appear often in the hall during the, what I called, ‘mini assembly’.

His Deputy SEEMS to be doing all the jobs. But what’s the truth, who knows? BJ MIGHT be doing more than we see or vice versa.

His fellow colleagues have been the most ‘supporting and inspiring’ people I ever SEE. This is what I see, ok. God, their ‘row-call’, damn ‘motivational’. The best I’ve ever heard. Sarcastically. Their team work is SOOO ‘obvious’. Lol. Some try to make a ‘change’ while some try not getting themselves into the deepest shit. Nice. I now learn from them that you can actually have a meeting with just three members! Lol.

Maybe it’s not obvious or my to-far-thinking-misinterpretation, they are fighting among themselves. Well, it’s not like words with words or hands and legs, it’s much more of an influential war. Who has the most influence, wins. Who’s the person, in my opinion, no one more than No. 5 himself.

The next one will be their newly introduced ‘apprenticeship system’. Wow, they are going medieval!

If I’m not wrong, each Head of Group will choose a junior to be the Apprentice. The apprentice will directly learning from the Head themselves. Is it launched yet, alas, my knowledge fails me.

One thing for sure is, it MIGHT raise the feeling of prejudice. Yes, yes, the much more opened-minded juniors will congratulate the one got chosen while SOME will just say the Head will choose their favorite juniors OR the ones with a sweet tongue. Yippee, imagine that. The brilliant person who come up, the one and only---------- Julius Caesar! Applause

Hmmm… any other stuffs they ‘done’, which I did not mention, most probably I forgot about them. Yippee, them. Just one fair warning for any of Them who is reading this, I ALWAYS like to keep an eye on you guys. You guys have the most exciting Drama I ever watched. Maybe that’s why I like to talk, think and look at you people. Damn! I sound so like a stalker…

Monday, November 9, 2009

Turning points

It has been quite a while I type my blog. Lol. Hmmm… most probably that my results sucks so much that I don’t have a heart to type any post. Anyway, the most important thing is I’m back now.

Hmmm… what should I discuss today? Ah, I know! Let’s talk about the turning point of our lives! In this post is likely to be my life. Lol

Do any of you have met something, someone or an incident which changed your life completely? As far as I remember, I’ve met 2 in fact. Both of them are people instead of an incident.

Let’s see the 1st person, Mr. Siew Hao Yang a.k.a. Mr. Santa Siew

1 foot note, as far as I concerned, I consider him as dead and for a good riddance. >] No, no, no, stories aren’t supposed to start from the middle. Let’s go back to the very beginning.

Once upon a time …

Even worse, wrong opening…

Let’s see I know him since Standard 4 and blah, blah, blah. I’ll just cut short the story. He thought me what is a leader supposed to be like. He thought me the importance of knowledge. The most important of all is he thought me the influence a ‘powerful’ person can hold. Hehehe… Maybe this is when I start to thirst for ‘power’. But, that’s a 300 years ago story. It’s just an expression.

Now, after I totally broke off from any binding, I met another person, to be much more specific, a group of people who changed my, what I say, upper secondary life, Form 4.

I can proudly admit myself to be changed by these extraordinary, lovely and excellent people! They are, Melissa, Iven, Nicole, other Drama members and, of course, Pn. Lim. Most influential are still Melissa, Iven and Nicole. Lol.

I mean God, looking back now, shish, I sound so old, this year is my most exciting year of my secondary school life so far. I adapt things, thoughts and habits that totally blow off your mind. There’s too much to be talk and elaborate. Ok, maybe I can elaborate a thing or two. 1 thing for sure is, because of them, I changed! For the better or worse I do not know. It’s for you to judge.

Now, like what typed, one of the many changes is I start to think simple! Lol. Yeah, to tell you the truth, previously, meaning before I resigned, my thinking was SOOO old! It’s a 60 years old mind in me! Yuck! Imagine that! I like to think, what I say before I resigned, ‘far and wide’. Ewww… Meaning I like to make simple things complicated. Hehehe…

Now, since I know the ‘guys’, although it's consist of girls and a gay, no offence, =P I adapt their thinking, simple! I start to realize that, most of the times, simple make things prefect! Lol. I even to take the marks of THIS YEAR’S exam, nothing more than just a few numbers.

Like duh, what for you cry and groan and moan over a few marks? It just makes your life more miserable and unhappy. It’s just like making a choice between accepting the marks happily and grudging over a few marks that makes you an unhappy person.

And this is for the people who like to compare marks BETWEEN classes. I hope at this point, you’ll also think back. If you love that class so much, why don’t you kindly, do us a favor, go to Mr. Wong and apply for a class transfer. Don’t stay in the class to destroy the mood. Yes, it can be taken as a motivation, but it also be taken as an insult which causes any peoples self-esteem to be damage. Shish!

Anyway, I’ve met my turning point. Have you?

I still have many un-type Exile posts. Maybe I’ll type it when I have nothing to type about… lol.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Exile 2.2

So my previous post is about the so called theory ‘your closest friends are your worst enemy’. Hope you are not too tired or bored to keep up with my posts. I apologize for not warning you about the length of my post. So now I’m telling you that this post won’t be any different than the previous one. Meaning it’ll be equally long (for sure), boring (maybe) and full of my opinions (as always).

So today’s topic is,

Artists, Actors, Singers, etc. etc., in another word artisans, are Impractical Dreams.

I do realize when type out the words above, a few people, whom I’ll not name, already got the urge to NOT to visit this blog anymore. Some of them are also my friends which I hold closest in heart. But I hope that You Guys (and girls) will not hasty decision yet. Hear what I have to say then make your choice.

Now let’s begin…

Artisans date way back into history where monarchs ‘hired’ these people gifted in, what I’ll say, The Way of Art to entertain them. ‘The Way of Art’ range for many fields, from Archery to Swordplay and Acrobatics to Poetry and the list just go on and on

Some of the female Gifted Ones, who are skilled in singing, dancing or other art, are rewarded with wealth and fame to become the monarch’s wife. The males, who are usually skilled in archery, swordplay or other skills, will be recruited as warriors or knights.

Of course, one the few famous ones are Salome, a princess in Judea who danced the legendary “dance of the seven veils” which causes the death of John the Baptist (you can research it by yourself). Others are the Knights of the Round Table who proved themselves in various quests. Even the famous painter of Mona Lisa, Leonardo Da Vinci, is also considering as an artisan.

And that was few hundreds years ago, before the Agricultural and Industrial Revolutions and the other you-know historical stuff…


Artisans are regarded as the jobs which can bring entertainment and messages to the world. The best example in this case is Mr. Michel Jackson, who brings the world together with his songs. That’s one of the views as artisans.

Some, which are more negative, is as a way to earn quick money and fame as long as you know how to act, sing or dance.

Of course this depends on how you people think.

On my point of view, I support both.

To bring messages to the World.

As I said above, Michel Jackson’s song which bring messages are, of course, the Earth Song, Black and White, etc. etc. Movies such as Free Willy, The Day the Earth Stood Still and many more. Unfortunately, by looking in a larger scale, how many artisans’ product brings these messages?

This is when the Second kicks in.

A shortcut to earn quick money.

Who in this industry do not wish go to Hollywood, to win Oscars or to take a Grammy Award? In another word, who do not wish to be rich and famous?

Yes, you can sing and dance and act when you are young, in the prime of your youth. But how many of you are Michel Jackson? To perform since young to the day you die? When you reach a certain age, you’ll be too old, too weak to perform any longer. There’ll always be even younger generations will replace you.

Yes, you might be remembered. How long can it last? Let me remind you again, not everyone can be a King or Queen in this industry. One of the examples to this is the Cantonese singer/actor, 张国荣. When he died, everyone is crying and saying those ‘I’ll miss you…’, ‘What a loss…’ and other, what Mel will say, ‘sappy’ words. Now, you just go on the street and ask who the guy is, people will need to ‘dig’ their ‘memory vault’ to recall who he is. Some might even have forgotten him!

BUT, this is when I become an oxymoron.

Without this industry, the world will be very dull and too serious. No entertainment or, what I’ll say, no life.

The people, who are much more gifted in The Way of Art, will be lay to waste. They’ll waste their talent behind the desk of a receptionist or working as a laborer in the construction yard. Can you even imagine David Archuleta being a postman?! Joking! Joking!

In conclusion, THERE’S NO CONCLUSION! Lol!

Everyone has their own opinion and views. Therefore in my opinion, unless you are very sure that you can make a name and stay that way, I would advise anyone that read this to go for career which are more stable and have a constant income.

Yet, I did not ask you to let go your dreams. Make your talent a ‘sub-life’, a ‘sub-income’, instead of depending on it to make a living. Dreams are good. It’s good to have dreams. Without dreams, we would be quite clueless where to head for or what to achieve. =]

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Exile 2.1

17 OCT

All the sudden, out of thin air, this ‘thing’ came across my mind. Or it’s from the radio. Never mind, it doesn’t matter. So it came across my mind that ‘your closest friend is you bitterest foe’. I don’t even know why it came across my mind…

Let’s see why is that shall we...

Your closest friend will understand you better than, maybe, even your blood ties. I don’t about Others, but I have the habit of NOT telling my problems to anybody except my friends. I don’t even know why I acted like that. Maybe I don’t to worry them. Maybe I don’t know how to say it out loud. A lot of possibilities…

Now back to the ‘theory’. Not mine OK, we have known for a long time only we don’t it’s ‘existence’ until the ‘betrayal’ has happened.

These people will not only know your past, if they are observant enough, they will also know your nature, personality, how you think, how you act and how you react to certain things. I know this because I had saw, experience and done these things before. > ]

Before I continue, I must tell you it’s still never too late to close this window. I won’t blame you if you start thinking I’m a psycho or a person who has lost their mind or something. It’s just who I am…


I saw

Since I stopped being a Librarian, I start to ‘see’ things in a different point-of view. Adding up with all the books I’ve read, I seem to have developed a ‘sight’ to see and understand the things they, the people around me, do.

Sometime things are not as simple as the action is and sometime complicated actions just have a simple meaning behind. I can’t explain how, but I just know bits of the person from the things they say and do.

So, when things happened, I’m not as surprised as expected to be. This is because since I’ve nothing to do in class after I resigned from being a Librarian, I observe the people around me and do what the psychiatrist will say as ‘profiling’ them.

Isn’t that just creepy. ) I know, sometimes I also got creep-ed out by my own behavior as well. Lol. But that’s how SOMETIMES I see people. People are not only just humans but also as ‘books’ of different ‘subjects’ for me to ‘study’.

I experience

Who hasn’t experienced betrayal before? Ok, fine. MAYBE just maybe a few, but these as what I called The Lucky Ones are very rare. As rare as seeing an elephant on the highway. It exists but very hard to be found.

I, from what my experience can tell me, my most fatal weakness is being loyal. Seriously! I’m not complicating myself!

And my short ‘betrayal’ story is, (I’ll keep the details to myself) I had once trusted a person. I forgot the name or when or how but I remember experiencing it. I trusted him so much that I let my defense down and I pour out my deepest secrets to him. That’s before I become a psycho. Well, as the mountaineers says: ‘expect the unexpected’. He betrayed me to my Nemesis. Which I also forgot the name. After the incident, I was always on my guard never trust the person fully until I’m 300% sure. But on the happy note, once I trusted them, I’ll be as loyal as Japanese soldier to Japan until they severe the ‘bond’ first. The ‘bonding’ story is another topic which I’ll type another time.

That’s what I found out by my own. Here’s an advice: ‘It’s better know yourself better than other people know you’, because if other people know you better than yourself, you are vulnerable to the people who has plan for you. Always keep one hand to your gun until you can trust them fully.

I done

(Once again) Who hasn’t betrayed Others before? Ok, fine. MAYBE and just maybe and blah, blah, blah.

Yes, I hear and now confess that I betray people before. Only and only when They themselves doesn’t deserve to be trusted. The most obvious example is No. 5. (Inner circle language) He is a brilliant person until he demoted himself so low until nothing more than a slave to The 7 Asses. (The 7 Asses part is my own language. =P) Since he is nothing more than that, I feel no regret to betray him to the Others for he no longer deserves my trust.

Yes, I know I sound arrogant and evil this part but that’s what I think about him and my action towards him.

Now, Readers, you know me more! But as I mentioned above, I won’t divulge everything. So that’s that for the understanding I part.

So back to the very main topic: ‘your closest friend is you bitterest foe’.

After reading what I had saw, experienced and done, you can see, if you can, the very root of all these Happenings and this ‘theory’ is Trust.

Trust, as Fragile as a Glass and as Hard to Gain as a Ruby.

Once the Bond of Trust between Friends is broken, a new Bond of Foe will appear or all bondage will be severed forever. If the Second happened, Yippee you. But if the First happened, you better start prepare yourself for the worst mental assault you ever meet.

In conclusion, XD, I love this part,

Value the Jewel you have now.
For a Lost Jewel may be found after a series of hard work and time
For it also be turned as a Weapon against you.

Exile 1

Ok, I can’t remember exactly when my exile starts, so I just assume that 15 October is the first day of my ‘Exam Exile’.

15 OCT

God! Today my fingers are so ‘itchy’! It’s like I’ve just touch a caterpillar. Damn it! Without my blog as outlet, I don’t have anything to do! As least I still have my phone. Lol. So I start sms-ing people for no reason. XD.

My top list sms-er are usually Iven (he uses DiGi, so cheaper in price! =P), Melissa (usually it’s all craps and trash talk. Sorry Mel! = X), Ben-Jie (also craps and trash talk. Sorry Ben! =X).

Well actually I don’t understand why Mother has to plug out the modem. I know, I know it’s for my own good and those stuff. Let’s face the truth. It’s not like I’m using the Internet to play games or fool around. Ok, I confessed, maybe a couple of times, but it’s just rarely! The only person in this whole bloody house who sticks to the in Internet like a life-source is my good for nothing brother.

Ergh! Don’t even let start talking about him in this post. If it does, it’ll go on and on and on. So lucky you Ben, you’re not an elder brother like me.

Hmm… I wonder what happened to everyone today.

Iven’s replies are all one word messages as in ‘yes’, ‘no’, ‘ah’, ‘izzit’, etc. etc. Is he EMO-ing again? Melissa’s are all about drinking. Do you think she’s drunk? Ben’s is all about how he is going to fail in the coming exam, etc. etc. As if! When the results come out, I won’t be surprise that he scores 9 out of 10 questions.

Maybe everyone got bored from school. I don’t speak for others but previously I have Drama and Big L classes to look forward to. Now I just go to school and wait for the teachers to finish the syllabus. Yawns~ Let’s hope this boredom will not last forever…

Titus Returns from Exile

I’M BACK!!! After a long time of not blogging due to ‘Exam Exile’, at last I’m back action! XD

Now my heads is literally bursting with the things I want to type. Other than pure typing, there’s so much editing to do! So let me tell one thing for sure is, in these few days time, this blog will be back in action with a lot of posts. When I say a lot, I do mean A LOT!

Since it was exam previously, my sweet, caring, loving parents literally plug out the whole modem. So I can just keep short drafts in my mobile phone. Now I’m back online, I’ll start pouring out the things from my phone.

So, ya, you’ll see a lone series of posts which contains things and ideas which cross my mind during the exam period. Now, get a cushion or pillow, make yourself comfortable, make some pop-corn of something and enjoy my posts. XD

I’ll be typing from ‘that day point of view’. Meaning instead of typing as 'last week', I’ll type it as 'today'. I won't doing a lot of Font Colouring since my posts will be long and many.

Monday, October 12, 2009

A dinner to remember...

Yesterday, God, I was like spending more time outdoor than indoor... And... Of darn it, this post will be to long for me to type in an hour. So maybe I'll finish this post later after the exam or something. if you want the details of the Happening, go to either Mellissa's, Nicole's, Ben Jie's, Angeline's or Edbert's blog to read it...


Is abstinence that easy? It's a rhetorical question.Sadly it isn't. Unless you have the uncanny ability of self control and determination. Which (once again) sadly, I have a littke of each reequirement only...

I can't believe, now, I once again, sitting in front of this god damn tempting computer, typing my blog. While I'm supposed to stayed at home, digesting those thick, freaking, horrible, toturing, digusting-to-look-at, books.

Errrhhh!!! I can't imagine how am I supposed to take my exam tomorrow while I haven't even start touching the books and notes about the subject I'm going to take...

Shit man! This is SOOO SHIT!!!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Numb Prt 1

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Firefly Prt 2

So all of you should have listen to the music and read the lyrics of this ‘old song’firefly. This song is introduced to me by Wong Thiam Jun, is that how to pronounce his name?, a F5 prefect in SMK Seri Mutiara. Thanks dude!

I don’t know this is call an opinion or what, but for somehow, every time I listen to this song, I got a weird feeling, I don’t know how to describe it in English, the Chinese description will be 酸溜溜的

OK, OK… I know this is a breakup-come-back-to-me song but somehow it gives me a feeling. A hard-to-let-go kinda feeling. Jeez… did I have a crush on person I haven’t met?! Is that even possible?! Never mind… So when I first listen to the song, the first thing which came into my mind is the departure of the Form 5s this year. I don’t even know what the connection between these two things is but that how my mind works. Weird isn’t it…

So I can already imagine myself, every morning going into the hall, sitting alone with no one to talk to or share my crazy thoughts or give me crazy thoughts.

As I got ‘enlightened’ yester-night that not everyone can accept my kind of craziness. OK, some of you might say that is actually my own personality problem, but I can’t do a thing to change it. Like Michael Wong song’s said, I am who I am.

Even the teachers agree that last year’s Form 4s are way more active comparing to this year’s. They can come up all kinds of odd but fun ideas. Maybe that’s why I prefer hanging out with the Form 5s than the Form 4s…

Due to my craziness in English Literature, this is how I interpret the song…

Firefly, a type of beetle which emits light. In another word, a bringer of light. The firefly plays the role of hope, friend, companion, spouse and girl/boyfriend in this song.

In the 1st and 2nd verse, the firefly had left the singer. Maybe because they had a quarrel, a misunderstanding or a problem. The singer expresses his/her longing of the return of the firefly after the firefly had left. The singer hope that he/she can gain forgiveness from the firefly and hope the it will take him/her away.

In the 3rd verse, the singer describes the similarity and closeness between him/her with the firefly and said that he/she plays a minor role in its life although the firefly can’t see it.

In the 5th verse, the singer hopes that the firefly can come back as soon as possible for he/she can’t stand another day without it

So this is how I interpret the song… For the other students who are taking Big L, maybe you should consider interpreting the song and maybe we can compare notes… lolx… as if anyone is that hard-working…

Firefly Prt 1

When I said go I never meant away
You ought to know the freaky games we play
could you forgive and learn how to forget
hear me as I'm calling out your name

Firefly come back to me
make the night as bright as day
I'll be looking out for you
tell me that your lonely too
firefly come lead me on
follow you into the sun
that's the way it ought to be
firefly come back to me

You and me
we shared a mystery
we were so close like honey to the bee
And if you tell me how to make you understand
I'm minor in a major kinda way

Firefly come back to me
make the night as bright as day
I'll be looking out for you
tell me that your lonely too
firefly come lead me on
follow you into the sun
that's the way it ought to be
firefly come back to me

Fly firefly through the sky
come and play with my desire
don't be long don't ask why
I can't wait another night

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Busy Hols.

This will just another boooring post of mine during the holidays and the coming exam week. The Horror! Good God I'm infected by Gabriel! So if you are searching for something thrilling, blood pumping, or rebellious, I suggest you go to the blog nextdoor...

So this is what happen during my first day of holiday...

~Yawn~ Woke up at 7:30 am... What for? Just to attend an Add Math and Chemistry class in school... Maybe you might think This is ridiculous! Holidays still need to go to school! I rather stay in my bed... Well, that's not what I think. I study better in school than at home. In the house, I'll just faced for four walls and droll OR going in circles in my room. Crazy, huh?!

I came to school, blah-blah-blah. No car crash, no suicidal bomber, or any terrorist attacks. Just a normal morning. Although a few students and friends of mine got a wave by the security guard which indicate you cannot enter school boundaries without a Full-U (full uniform). So be warn people... Some of them went back to change and a few never returned to school. Probably too lazy to come back.

Add math and chemistry class went on without any accidents or anything. Like I mentioned, just a boooring day...

Although Mr. Wong did mention that a few years ago, a couple was caught smooching by the PMR examiner in a class just across the building where PMR was held. Hmm... I wonder what happen to them. And...Ohh... the reason the F5s and F4s are given 'holidays' because the previous examiners are complaint that the students which came to school are to noisy and nosy, which means they wander around the classes where the exams are held.

After school have lunch at Mydin or what's-the-name-of-the-restaurant again?

And now here I am, sitting inside double Cs aka C square aka C.C. aka Cyber Cafe typing my blog...

Hmm... I wonder what's for dinner and what's gonna happen afterwards...

By the way, good luck for the F3s;
Work hard for the F4s;
Study smart for the F5s...

Don't overcooked the cabbage, don't eat earwax, keep your nose clean and you'll live for another day. = ]

Monday, October 5, 2009

Interesting Newspaper Headlines

Ok... I'll keep things simpple and quick... Due to the exam period and and the boring-ness of school today, I've nothing to blog about until I checked my mail which is like dunno for how many days... So I recieved an interesting mail from my Aunt Penny who sent me an e-mail about Interesting Newspaper Headlines. Let's see YOU can make a sense out of it...

Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash,Expert Says

So it's meant to be crashed?
Police Begin Campaign to Run Down Jaywalkers

Now that's taking things a bit far!
Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over

What a guy!
Miners Refuse to Work after Death

No-good-for-nothing' lazy so-and-so's!
Juvenile Court to Try Shooting Defendant

See if that works any better than a fair trial!
War Dims Hope for Peace

I can see where it might have that effect!
If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last Awhile

Ya think?!
Cold Wave Linked to Temperatures

Who would have thought!
Enfield ( London ) Couple Slain; Police Suspect Homicide

They may be on to something!
Red Tape Holds Up New Bridges

You mean there's something stronger than duct tape?
Man Struck By Lightning: Faces Battery Charge

He probably IS the battery charge!
New Study of Obesity Looks for Larger Test Group

Weren't they fat enough?!
Astronaut Takes Blame for Gas in Spacecraft

That's what he gets for eating those beans!
---------------- ---------------------------------
Kids Make Nutritious Snacks

Do they taste like chicken?
Local High School Dropouts Cut in Half

Chainsaw Massacre all over again!
Hospitals are Sued by 7 Foot Doctors

Boy, are they tall!
And the winner is....

Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery;Hundreds Dead

Did I read that right?


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Lost Symbol

After my previous post, it had been quite some time I’ve blog something. Probably is because school is so dull these days that there is nothing to blog about.

Ok, I know I know. The All Hallow’s Eve event was canceled and everything and I'm supposed to post something like mockery or something of that sort. But somehow I just don’t have the heart to type that kind of thing. Let’s forget about this and look into something else.

Now my father is back from the Sudan, permanently, thank God. Yester-night, He took the whole family to Jusco at Balakong. This seems to you it’s like something you do everyday or weekend but imagine haven’t go out with your whole family for one solid year. You have to experience it yourself or you must have extraordinary imaginative mind to feel it.

Back to the main point.

So we went there do some window and real shopping. In the Popular Bookstore, something caught my eye. It’s a book called The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown.

I believe that you’ve heard of the names of his ‘creations’ although you might not know the name of the author.

The book Angels & Demons, a 2000 bestselling mystery-thriller novel which later was ‘transform’ into the movie Angels & Demons and released during May 15, 2009.

The book The Da Vinci Code, a 2003 mystery-detective fiction novel which later was also ‘transform’ into the movie The Da Vinci Code and released during May 19, 2006.

The part which mystifies me is why the movie production company chooses to make the movie The Da Vinci Code 1st although the book is published 3 years later after the book Angels and Demons.

Ok don’t mind that part…

Now a bit of the books background…

“The Lost Symbol, formerly known as the
working title The Solomon Key, is a 2009 novel by American writer Dan Brown. It had a first printing of 6.5 million (5 million in North America, 1.5 million in the UK), the largest in its publisher's history. On its first day the book sold one million in hardcover and e-book versions in the U.S., the U.K. and Canada, making it the fastest selling adult novel in history.”

So I persuaded my father to buy me the book. I really have to because I REALLY CANNOT AFFORD IT MYSELF! It costs RM 80.10 and that’s still because there’s a 20% rebate!

And unsurprisingly, I finished the book already. Hmm… My best record is still 2 days just like the book Deathly Hallows.

I’m telling you, everyone is encouraged to read this book! Although it’s A BIT religious but if you read it as a book to learn and enjoy, it’ll blow your mind away. SERIOUSLY!

The story rotates around the beliefs of the Freemasons and their way of seeing the world. I can't give direct details of the story, it'll spoil the fun. After reading it, I’m like Oh My God, this book don’t worth RM80. It’s contents, words, lessons worth more than that. I now start to see the world a bit differently. The feeling is indescribable.

If you can, buy the book and read it. It worth more than it costs.

Saturday, September 12, 2009


本是放弃了你, 为什么你又要给予我希望。。。









终于在Facebook 看到你还是存在的证据,
“Tomorrow you free? Want to kill time…”


而且还早到呢, 因为想再次的见见你的样貌,
15 分钟以过去了,
















Friday, September 11, 2009

The Happening

At last after disappearing for quite some time, I’m back to type and type and keep on typing.

Wow… So many things inside my head… I don’t even know which to type first…

Let’s start with the reason why I’ve stopped blogging for a while. As if anyone will be interested.

The reason that I stopped blogging for a while, just like I said, as if any one is interested… why am I typing this anyway? Oh yes, is to ‘pour’ some of the things in my brain before it get full. Where was I…Ah yes, the reason… is because I’ve got some, to be specific is 2, projects in my bag now. One is the All Hallow’s Eve Celebration while the other one is the Bulan Patriotisme, which to me are pretty big projects.

The All Hallow’s Eve Celebration.

I’ve made a ‘speech’ few days ago in front 1000++ of students.

Ok let’s make things clear first. I don’t even what I am talking at the moment. I just say what came into my mind. Thinking now, it’s like Oh My God! What a jerk I’ve made myself in front of these pupils. Never mind, I guess, like what They, I don’t know who They are, say: Let the past be the past.

What I think about this statement/phrase is No, we cannot let the past be the past. We DO need look back after a while or two, to leran from the past but don’t look back to often for it’ll delay our advance. There are living examples, but due to certain circumstances such as the ISA, I can’t type what I want. So if you readers ain’t that thick, you’ll know what I’m talking. And, ohh, if you waiting for the punch line, it’s over.

Ok where was I? Ah yes, the All Hallow’s Eve Celebration speech.

I won’t elaborate what I said in the speech because it’s too embarrassing to recall. But basically what I want to say is,

Come and join us during that special day!

For the Form 5s,
It’ll be the relaxation with your friends after the pressuring trial SPM.

For the Form 3s,
It’ll be your final relaxation before the final exam you’ll face, PMR.

For the Form 4s,
It’ll be a celebration worth to come. You can see in the sense that you’ll be part of the Connaught history. Or you can see it in the sense that it’ll be quite fun since you’ll be hanging out with your friends until late night. Like they say, it’s a Saturday Nite Live activity.

I won’t promote in the sense of promoting. But I do encourage every reader of mine, if I have any, to visit the official All Hallow’s Eve Celebration ‘website’, which actually it’s just a modified blog* and support this event because time is running out!

*Hey! It’s the 21st century! Even Sonny Biz has own a blog, which from what I saw is pretty ‘dead’ to me. So why can’t the All Hallows’ Eve Celebration have it’s own blog to promote and explain the questions asked?! Of course it’ll be removed, I believe, after the Celebration.

PS: The tittle of this blog has nothing to do with this post... I don't even know why I name the post with this name...

Sunday, September 6, 2009

To do or not to do? That is the question...

We should fight and fight and keep on fighting!
We should prove that we are stronger than we look!
We should prove Them wrong!
We will make this happen!
We will make it!

Should I keep to my ‘Manual Book of My Life’?
To fight till we ‘die’…
Should we continue This?
It looks so far away…
Should we surrender to Them?
It looks so tempting and easy now…
Should we delay This?
They do not seem to be ready to accept it…
Should we listen to Them?
Their words seem to be so true…
Should we


Frustration filled my head at the moment.

Why when we are about to get things finally done, this darn of an obstacle appear?
Why after so long of struggling and fighting, we still have to make such difficult choices?
Do we really need to make the final and most easy choice?

Haven’t we proved our determination?
Haven’t we proved that we want this to happen?
Haven’t we proved that we can make this happen?

Are we aiming too high?
Are we doing something which the community is sill not ready to accept?
Are we just a group of day-dreamers?

Can anyone tell me? Can anyone guide us? Can anyone help us?
Can anyone…

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Julius Caesar Ep. 6

Welcome to the Julius Caesar Restaurant.

I’ll be your waiter today/tonight. And your meal will be served in a few moments.

OK, first week back to school and I found out something new about Mr. Caesar and the ‘change of atmosphere’ in the school. It seems to me that most of the Form 5s and Form 2s have found out about Vile and want to find this mysterious, to some of them cowardly, testes-less, etc. etc. person. They want to, what Kumar will say, beat him, kick him, take the parang chop him and make curry.

That’s for the Appetizer

I’m very sorry to tell you that Entrée will not be served. But not to to worry, we’ll go straight to the Main Course.

Today, I tried to coax the true identity of Vile out of Mr. Caesar. Unfortunately, he refused to open his Golden Mouth. BUT, I did gain something informative from him. I asked for his confirmation whether he, Mr. Casca and Wayne is involved in this scenario. And guess what he did. He nodded his head!

I also know that the Prefects will also be going after this Vile. And IF I’m not wrong, they had a very-very-very brief meeting about this Vile.


I wonder…

How would the Prefects and people react when they find out that Mr. Caesar and Mr. Casca themselves are in a league with Vile and supplied some information to him/her/they.

Ah, well, let’s see how things turn out shall we?

As a Side Dish,

Mr. Casca himself is still playing Mr. Nice Guy in saying that is a bad blog, etc. etc. As you can kindly read and view in

Finally, the Dessert will be…

This blog had also alarmed CERTAIN teachers. I think Vile’s wish, I think, to become known around the school had just come true. I think he/she/they will be laughing in his sleep although he/she/they currently have trial SPM in his/her/their bags.

That’s all your Meal for today. Thanks for dining here and please come again…

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

What a day...

Ahh… first day back to school.

For the Form 5s, they will be doing their trial SPM. While for the Form 3s, they will be preparing for their PMR or once known as SRP. Is there any difference at all? Form 4s are and supposed to be no difference at all. I mean, our final year exam is set as the same date as the PMR Unfortunately, I don’t know about other classes, our class is still very far away from finishing the syllables. Dear God, I don’t know what’s going happen to us.

Well, I don’t know whether the other students got their own first-day-back-surprises, but our class got OUR own first-day-back-surprise and had to receive it in a terrible way.


The so-called ‘surprise’ is given by, I don’t know about others but in my opinion, the ‘best' science teacher EVER (sarcastically), Mr. Ebenezer a.k.a. Mr. Ebe by our class a.k.a. Mr. Energizer by some other classes.

The ‘surprise’ started like this.
I’ll skip the boring part and go straight to the juicy part.

When the class is almost ending, he saw 2 girls talking to each other. I shall not mention names. He claims that they have been talking from the beginning of the class. And recorded their names and the other usual discipline stuff. After that, he actually ‘asked’ them to leave the class!

OK…OK…I know they are wrong and everything but hey, after you wrote their names, case closed la…What for you ‘asked’ them to leave the class?! I don’t even know the teachers have the authority to do that! Puh-lease…I don’t know how things are run at your time or your ‘famous’ Penang Free School. But, hello~, you do realize this is the 21st century! Not your medieval times you know! Teachers now, I THINK, have no rights to send their students out of the class anymore, right?!

The surprise doesn’t end here.

After the short ‘chaos’, he then said something like, Since you are SO ‘smart’, you can study 6.10 & 6.11(that is everything about photosynthesis!) by your own. By the next class, I’ll finish off this chapter……And I can safely bet that by the end of this year, I’ll be giving out subjective questions on this sub-chapter, photosynthesis.

What the fuck! What kind of teacher and English is this!

After that, he slammed the table and shouted OI! towards a group of girls who are sitting at the hind of the Bio Lab (we later found out that when he practically yelled at them). Naturally the group of girls ignored him because NO NAMES are addressed.

Uncle! You just slammed the table and shouted OI! Whoever in the class can also be the ‘OI’ you’re describing right! Who knows you are shouting at them!

He then ‘asked’ them to come out and gave them a lecture (nicer way), scolding (casual way), yelling (bad way).

When I say he yelled, that is still me trying to be polite. He later practically yelled at one of them to GET LOST. The girl, not very good in understanding rude English herself, just nodded. He later threatens to throw the Biology book at her!


You won’t be teaching us, fine by me! When the percentage of Biology marks drops, DON’T YOU EVEN DARE TO BLAME US! IS YOU WHO REFUSE TO TEACH US! IS YOU WHO ASK US TO READ BY OURSELVES!

For the readers who are curious why am I making such a fuss over such a small thing, this NOT his first time.

He had done this before in the past. Some of you might say let the past stay as the past. But hey, you are not the one living through this and not everyone as forgiving as you.

Can you even imagine learning from a teacher who ask called people smartass and tell you to not to embarrassed yourself when you give morning greetings to him?! That’s not even scratching the surface!


What kind of fucking English are you using! You say
you can safely bet that by the end of this year, YOU’ll be giving out subjective questions on this sub-chapter, photosynthesis.

What the hell! When you say you bet, means you are not sure about the results. That’s why you bet! Not because when you know the results already and you bet!

For heaven’s sake, for our sake, for your own dignity’s sake, improve your bloody English before you come out teach.

No wonder most of the teachers wanted the policy English in Science and Mathematic to be demolished.

Now, I don’t know what the decision of the class is. But I can tell you readers that, if no immediate actions are taken, we, 4S2’s namesake will be in jeopardy.

Actually, I’ll make this opinion short, I think he is going through menopause. Lolx. I mean, he went crazy before, and the craziness stopped for a short moment. After that, meaning after the holidays, the craziness come again. Imagine that, 2 menopause! Or should I say 2 menopauseS! A wonder in the Medical History... Lolx…

PS: Sorry for the improper English used because I cannot describe It in a proper way...

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Kumar for President!

These following video's links are 'promoted' by Melissa before the holidays. It's call Kumar Drag Queen.

Kumar Drag Queen Part 1
Kumar Drag Queen Part 2
Kumar Drag Queen Part 3

I don't know about you readers, but these videos are very funny videos all right.

Oh yeah for all those some of you might not understand what she/he's saying because some of you might be very st**id. So bear with it yeah...

Lolx... I'm even starting to talk like him+her... Wakakaka...

Friday, August 28, 2009

Holiday Summary

Ah hols…Time does fly quickly don’t they. In a blink of an eye, one week is almost up. Let’s review back what I’ve been doing. Shall we?

Actually nothing much happened. Just tuition everyday, got a Halloween Party or known as All Hallow’s Eve Party now, meeting and a primary school reunion party.

Nothing much to elaborate, except for homework and homework and more homework. I was like Shit! What are the works I need to hand in today again? Not that the fact the homeworks are hard, I just spend most of my time blogging and sleeping. Lolx

All Hallow’s Eve Party Meeting
It’s known as All Hallow’s Eve now because our school authority cannot accept the name Halloween which gives the impression of Hantu-Hantu punya benda. For reader’s information, this was said by Pn. Faridah Abdul Ghani. Although we changed the name, the meaning is still the same. Lolx. So, the point of the meeting is to collect opinions from ‘the members of this party’ because something serious came up. Unfortunately, I don’t have the permission of the Pengerusi to disclose this ‘serious case’. The only thing I can say is, the Halloween Party is still on! Yay!

Primary School Reunion Party.
In short, a reunion party was conducted by an ex- primary school mate. We went there have fun, know each other again and the end. You can read in a detailed form from my previous post .

Oh, yeah… Another thing also occurred.

For the reader’s who don’t keep track on things, Mr. Joseph finally raised the White Flag and admitted defeat in the war between him and me. You can read my weird respond in the post >.

That’s all for today I think. Wish all readers have a good day/evening.
Hmm… Maybe I’ll figure out some crap to type later. Who knows right….

Old Memories...

Today (happened in the night actually), few hours ago, I’ve just attended a primary school gathering. Although it has been conducted a few times before, I never attended any one of them. I don’t know why and what drew me to this one. Lolz.

OK, let’s see…

It was conducted by a very ex-school mate of mine. Why I say very ex? Because she (yes, it’s a she, girl, female) actually left Malaysia when she was standard 5 to shift or migrate or whatever as long it describe she left Malaysia, to Ireland. Sorry to say this but if you are reading Yuan Yi, I have NO MEMORY at all who you are, when I first receive you invitation. My memory is kind of blur before the year Standard 6.

So, when I first receive the SMS from an Anonymous person talking about a gathering, I was like, What the hell! Who are you and how you get my number?! And the name mention in the message, the name of the main character, sounds VERY VERY familiar but I just can’t remember who that is. My timetable was originally full today so I told them I’m not coming. Until, some thing came up and I was free to go. What came up? That’s not important.

So I SMS them again in 11pm or something like that in the same day, I THINK. Hey, I like told everyone who knows me, I’m a night owl not a morning glory. Where was I, ah, I SMS them again. So I SMS them again saying I’m available. I mean it’ll be very embarrassing just to barge into a reunion party while I told them I wasn’t coming, right?

So they told me is 6-10 pm. Actually, Wayne told me that. I can’t believe he talked me into going it. Since Wayne got tuition and I’m an anti-socialising person, meaning I need a companion, I decided to come in just a BIT late with Wayne at 7pm.

Unfortunately, like they say, don’t ask me who are they for I also don’t who said it first, you just can’t everything in the world going your way. I was already waiting at the bus stop at 6 pm. I waited and waited and waited. For almost an hour then the bus arrived. Curse the Rapids!

Being late is one thing but charging me double also! Hello~, I’m not a three year old kid; I know the price of the bus fare from my place to Leisure Mall, where the ‘party’ is held. I was in a hurry so I don’t mind about the cheating part.

While I was in the bus, Wayne was like keep on SMS-ing me, asking where I am. Wayne if you are reading this post, this is what I want to tell you that time: Hell! Stop bugging me, please! Is not that I don’t want the bus to go faster, but the driver was a ‘safety driver’. He drives at the speed even my grandmother can surpass him! Damn the fella! After I reached Leisure Mall, I was like…… what is it again, 15-20 minutes later than 7 pm. So adding up, we, me and Wayne, will be 1 hour and 20 minutes late, without counting the time we used to get to the final venue.

OK, so we are late. At least we reached there in a couple of minutes.

An embarrassing moment happened. The moment we entered the room, sitting near the front door was a group of girls. Surprisingly, I know all of them except for two whom one of them look damn familiar and another one TOTALLY stranger to me. To my astonishment, even Rachel from my present class was there. I mean, not that she’s not allow, but she wasn’t from class 6C of SJK(C) Taman Connaught, right?

So my reaction when I saw the group of girls was like, OK, so among the two of you, the unknown one, who is the one went to Ireland again? Of course I didn’t say it out loud. So me and Wayne found ourselves a sit and start to what Joseph will say rack the brain and guess who is the real ‘main character’ of the party. After a few seconds, the Edison in my brain finally finished creating his light bulb and I remembered ‘the girl who looks familiar to me’.

She is actually Hou Thin’s (if that is how to spell your name, I followed the name inside our yearbook, OK) ex-ex-ex-very ex girlfriend, Wong Yuan Yi (is that how to spell her name?). You can’t believe how the news spread during standard 5. It was like a wildfire. In a blink of an eye, both of them are being teased for the rest of their primary school life for being Boyfriend and Girlfriend until She left. You understand what I mean right? Come on, we are standard 5 at that time, the time where I believe most of us are idiots.

Moving on….

So, I remembered Her face but I don’t remember Her name. Until, her ‘personal party secretary’Chang Shin Yan, told Her my name. I think, if Shin Yan didn’t tell Her, She will still be guessing my name until the very end of the party. So I was re-introduced to her since she forgotten my name also. And some boring stuff happened which I don’t want to mention.

In the beginning, I thought me and Wayne was late. I never thought they are still people later than both of us. This shows that even nowadays teenagers are also ‘rubbed’ by the ‘late to any function Malaysian culture’. Hey, I and Wayne got reasonable reasons, OK.

Now let’s see, as expected, I know and remembered them. BUT they didn’t remember me. So I’m OK with that. I mean, I wasn’t the most popular student during primary school. In the beginning I was like minding my own business until Wayne helped me to warm things up. Maybe he is right. Both of us ARE on the same ‘track’, the only difference is, he is much more socializing, I wasn’t.

The activities are mostly taking each others photographs, joking, chilling around and taking a stroll down Memory Lane. Although the so-called restaurant prepared karaoke service, only Her mother’s friend is making the use of it. But seriously, she, Her mother’s friend was really the ‘MC’ for the party. She tried to make us, the teens, to go crazy and stuff, but something prevent us from doing that. Maybe because we are surrounded by Her family members and mother.

So, Cinderella got her ‘deadline’ when the clock struck twelve. One by one the ‘old classmates’ reached their ‘deadline’ and headed back home. We were asked to write in a notebook which we are supposed to write down the things we want to say to her. By reading my blog and previous posts, I think you readers all can guess the length of my ‘essay’.

So before leaving, all of us wrote things inside. I don’t know about the others, but mine, I can tell you most of them are crap. I think She will tear out the page, and use it as a burning material for Her fireplace when she headed back to Ireland this Sunday. Never mind. Fine with me, since all I wrote was crap. Yeah another thing. The numbers of people present was 12/49 of the original 6C class. Yikes! Where all the rest went?

When I left the place, only very few of them are left. What happened next, I don’t know. Obviously.

Ah, yes….

The picture part. Known as an anti-socializing person, they will not find a lot of photos of me. Just a few. For the people who don’t know, they might even think I threaten the camera person. So if you readers want to know how this Yuan Yi looks like, no luck people, I don’t have her photo or any photo of the party. And I’m not planning to get those. Why am I even telling you people all this?!

That’s all for today or tonight or whatever.

Enjoy the last few days of the holidays!
And keep in touch with your old friends.
You might be surprise how things might change.