Alycia Tan
Amanda Kok
Carmen Pee
Dot
Egbert Naaaah
Eirene Chowwwww :D
Elena Chia
Erin Low low low low
Heidy dear
Hui Ying Chin
Jason Wee
Jeff Chok
Joanne Tay
Kuhjen
Marcus ding dong
Melliepoo
Melchia
Melissa Ong or Gon Salime
Nicola ricola
Pei Wen, Ng
Poh poh
Priscilla Pillai
Rayshell Wong
Reuben Liu
Scotttie
Steph Tiong
Yi fen, Lim
Zhiling
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Thursday, January 28, 2010
random school happenings:
vic: hey! i see pohyi's cow cloud...!
me: no no, vic, LOOK. i see... a CLOUD!
vic: OH MA GAAWD THAT IS PHENOMENAL.
hahah and this was in my LA book:
"When the time came to go home I could not open my locker. In my last period gym class I hurt my ankle. Today was a day when everything seemed to go wrong. Tomorrow I promise myself I will wake up on time. First I overslept. Then I realized I had forgotten my library book. My hobby is stamp collecting. Because of that, I almost missed my bus."
amusing much :D
ipersonic.com
Spontaneous Idealists are creative, lively and open-minded persons. They are humorous and dispose of a contagious zest for life. Their enthusiasm and sparkling energy inspires others and sweeps them along. They enjoy being together with other people and often have an uncanny intuition for their motivations and potential. Spontaneous Idealists are masters of communication and very amusing and gifted entertainers. Fun and variety are guaranteed when they are around. However, they are sometimes somewhat too impulsive in dealing with others and can hurt people without really meaning to do so, due to their direct and sometimes critical nature.
This personality type is a keen and alert observer; they miss nothing which is going on around them. In extreme cases, they tend to be oversensitive and exaggeratedly alert and are inwardly always ready to jump. Life for them is an exciting drama full of emotionality. However, they quickly become bored when things repeat themselves and too much detailed work and care is required. Their creativity, their imaginativeness and their originality become most noticeable when developing new projects and ideas - they then leave the meticulous implementation of the whole to others. On the whole, Spontaneous Idealists attach great value to their inner and outward independence and do not like accepting a subordinate role. They therefore have problems with hierarchies and authorities.
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finally, after how many weeks i took the test.
ngek :)
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
more nonsense
cute old man + spongebob's colour = SQUEALLLLLL
hahah we were scolded for laughing ;D
ok back to work you love me bye.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
carry me down-
" I put the sack right down by my father's feet.
'Right. Pop them in here for me.'
I take the kittens - all of them black and white like Crito - from the pouch in my father's jacket and put them into the sack while he runs the bath with hot water. The steam makes my face sweat.
'They're not wriggling very much,' I say. 'It must be cosy in the sack.'
'Don't be soft,' he says. 'Grab that chair for me to sit on, and grab that stool for yourself.'
He pulls his chair near to the bath, and I sit on the stool beside the taps, in case he needs more water. He lowers the sack into the hot bath. The sack floats for a moment, and then sinks to the bottom. As the kittens move around inside, the sack moves with them.
'How long does it usually take?' I ask.
My father shrugs. 'That depends.'
We don't speak. His leg is jumping up and down and air bubbles float to the top of the water. I'm unstable on the stool and there is nowhere for me to hang on. I'm going to fall off and I want to get down, but I don't say so.
'God, Da,' I say. 'They're moving around a lot. Maybe we should've given them some kind of injection or something.'
He doesn't answer. He stares at the water and chews the inside of his lip. The heads of the kittens are straining against the darkened cloth of the sack.
Now there are fewer bubbles.
'It's taking a very long time,' I say.
He turns on me. 'Are you able for this or not? If you're not then go and help your mother in the kicthen.'
My mother is not in the kitchen; she is in my bedroom next door. I can hear her singing.
'I am able for it,' I say.
There are certain things my father says, when we are alone, that give me a feeling that this is a mixture of excited and sick.
'Feck it,' he says. 'The water mustn't've been hot enough.'
He gets up from his chair and lifts the sack out of the water. I climb off the stool and watch as he struggles to undo the knot in the sack. The kittens are still moving.
'Quick,' I say. 'Let them out.'
The knot is hard to loosen, but at last the sack is open. My father is red in the face and in the neck. He empties four of the kittens unto the floor and they wriggle and climb on top of each other. Their small ribs heave up and down under thin strands of wet, dark fur. If not for their mewing, they wouldn't seem like kittens at all.
'I knew you'd let them out,' I say, 'I knew you couldn't kill them.'
My father turns to me, takes a kitten in his hand, swings it over his shoulder, and smashes its head against the edge of the bath. The sound of the skull cracking is loud and sharp; like a ruler being snapped in half.
'You stupid, soft little bastard,' he says.
He holds the bashed kitten by the tail over the bath. I want it to live and I still hope it might but blood drips from its skull and ears and it doesn't move. I know it must be dead.
There's not much blood but there's enough to drip down the inside of the bath, enough to turn the water pink near the surface. The blood sinks, then fades. I don't look at my father and then, without warning, he lifts another wet kitten from the floor and bashes its head against the side of the bath. His face is redder than I've ever seen it and, as he reaches for the next kitten his hand shakes.
'Stop it!' I say. 'Please stop.'
He looks down. The kittens in the sack have stopped moving.
'It's only nature,' he says, his chest rising and falling. 'You've got to learn that it's only nature.'
"
THAT was the very first chapter of my pretty and innocent looking book. i don't think i wanna read the rest.
read it! i colored it a little just so you would. ngek.
EGBERT NAH KING JIN YOU SUCK. I HAPPY YOU.
hahah kidding lah be happy so that i can emo you instead :)
Saturday, January 23, 2010
zzrngh.
i dreamt of you last night.
something i don't get about homeschooling:
they force you to join something, and then make you audition for it =_________=
i woke up crying.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
i am cow:)
click on the picture to enlarge, thanks :)
the student passed the exam, just so you know.
=_______=
egbert Scott weili.
* DOWN !!!!!!!!!!!!!
LEFTTTTTTTTT
RIGHTTTTTTT
* middle?
* ...SOUTHEAST!!
* IN BETWEEENNNNN
* uranus
aaaaaaand that just about sums up how lifeless we are :)
*in between... ur anus D:*
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
dalam muka kamu!
school yesterday was full of brainless nonsense D:
- we discovered victoria's man boob fetish
(don't. ask.)
- and also the word oogamy/oogamous
*stares at mel's vocab*
me: "uh mel, what's oogamy?"
mel: "omgosh(ngek, bimbo:P)! that's like, the cutest word ever!"
me: "-_- what does it mean?"
mel: "alright i'll check. it means....... the condition of being oogamous xD"
ok the only reason why we found it so funny is because we're brainless and HIGH retards with a very limited vocabulary. but everyone else laughed too, so it's either we're not that dumb or everyone's dumb :D
anyway, when we found out what oogamous meant we concluded that it wasn't exactly, the cutest word 0:)
- oh and my fear of teacher philip is gone, it turned into some.. weird.. um..
i just think he's cute lah! @_@
"okay today i'm going to speak about..... uh-oh."
no he does not look like that at all actually, but i got the eyes, nose and mouth right. especially the eyes :P
- and of course there was the Unflushable Shit in the guys' toilet, which egbert saved everyone from, with only a mighty hose. quote egbert, "i conquered the shit."
- oh and bm classes are better now.
but still a total waste of time @_@
"aku suka.. teh babi."
"HUH?!"
"bak kut teh la!"
............yeah. that's school :)
hahah this is such a nonsense post.
my one hour is up now, tartar :}
abby hua what are you doing online?! horrrr.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
zzzzzzzzzzzrngh.
you know, the reason why i wanted my 7A's for pmr so badly is to make my parents proud.
but now i realize that no matter what i do, it never is gonna be enough.
mmhmm it's so cliché, but painfully true.
a post of contradictions.
i don't know what to say or do anymore- i don't know why are things so wrong and right at the same time.
it feels so empty, but i'm satisfied; i'm stressed, but grateful.
it's like one part of me contradicts another part of me, entirely.
i feel like i'm made out of acronyms.
......
i'm blank, and staring at the smexy varnish on my thumb thinking about if i should remove it or let teacher lizzie scrape it off for me.
i'm happy.
but in the saddest way.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
my bi partner =)
and i shall give you a sneak peek on my partner's oddness:
me: omdh, we.. so.. the.. BI lah..
bi: ..WHAT! excuse me! i'll go get a boyfriend and show you then you see!
me: .......
bi: oh wait. that doesn't make any difference also. crap.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
please stop killing me;
PLEASE.
:(
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
mymind'sblack, so no relevant title for you lah.
mmrgh as it turns out we would have to ask dear encik ismail about my very lovely problem :) and
encik ismail + interact club = mm in your pretty dreams.
i miss du like crap right now @_@
Sunday, January 10, 2010
weekendED :(
the goldfish song- kina grannis.
I feel defeated again
I'm always losing to myself
I tried to build a better me
Shack to castle, and it fell down
I had the right intentions
Sometimes my hope envelopes me
And i can't learn the lesson
Not to send a goldfish to the sea
I know what you've been thinking:
Too soon to empty my cocoon
This butterfly is not ready
Wouldn't she know better than you?
This matter is mine
Don't worry i'm fine
This matter is mine
I'm not going to give it up
for some reason i need prayer right now.
***
no more mamak sessions, for at least.. well, a month lah.
i had my last one yesterday.
thank you, illy.
well, have a lovely week ya'll :)
Saturday, January 9, 2010
:S
homeschooling..
is turning me into a bimbo :S
so please slap me whenever you hear me say OHMYGOSH.
thanks.
remember this? :D
"If you take one more picture of me, I swear I'm gonna erase myself! I WILL DO IT. Come on, you didn't even let me put mascara on and you're plastering these pics all over the internet!"
Friday, January 8, 2010
EXCUSE ME MISTER
i would like to know,
why is my banana sour?
..................................x)
i need someone to talk nonsense with right now omdh someone please call me D:
heheheh
oh YEAH something i forgot to mention until eirene reminded me about it during meeting:
DU has installed CCTVs everywhere.
as in, literally everywhere.
as in, in the toilet everywhere x)
ngek ngek ngek ngek! :D
*oh oh and i was placed in jati :P*
my old friends say they miss me a lot, i love 'em so much right now:)
sadly i have no credit to reply. @_@
look out ya'll i sense a wordy post.
hello, there!
first week of homeschooling is done and i must say that it's really awesome :D (though i am stressing out already -_-)
honestly the people there are really nice, but only if you're not a total weirdo heeheeh. but still, i guess no matter how nice they are you gotta have the guts to say hi to a complete stranger first. *ahem, abby/dumbhua(genious. seriously.)
so i sit in between abby and melanie and joseph sits somewhat behind me. and what's really awesome is that teacher lizzie only scolds joseph whenever we're talking(um more like arguing la actually.)
"omgosh stop kicking my chair la!"
"but why?! it's so fun!"
"JOSEPH! WHY ARE YOU STILL TALKING?!"
"whaaaaat?! but she talked to me first!"
loser.
oh, what i really like about homeschool is that i get to make myself a nice cup of coffee :D! now i finally get to put my duck mug nicola and erin gave me to good use. heheheh!
teacher lizzie says that we were only quiet for the first two days. we readjust fast, eh? :P we're like the kambing who masuk kandang mengembek, and the kerbau who masuk kandang menguak. HAHAH.
wee. oh aunty probably profits a heck lot from me cause i take really little but she still charges me the same price, meh.
we had an audition today. ugh it's so ridiculous. why did he had to make it such a serious thing?! :S but actually it went better than i thought it would be though. wee:)
but it's still ridiculous ok -_-
yeah okay i guess that's enough nonsense for me to rant about. i could go on and on and on but i'm heading out soon.
everyone's afraid of going to church now, how sad.
okay tartar!
(like the sauce)
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
they echo me in circles,
i did not do any work today. (well, hardly.)
i am not going to be able to do any work tomorrow.
AAAH.
it's such an annoying, tugging feeling :(
..and run
from them, from them
with no direction
we'll run from them, from them
with no conviction
'cause i'm just one of those ghosts
traveling endlessly
don't need no road
from them, from them
with no direction
we'll run from them, from them
with no conviction
'cause i'm just one of those ghosts
traveling endlessly
don't need no road
in fact they follow me
and we just go in circles.
Monday, January 4, 2010
scienceeeee @_@
so today i was asked to..
write an operational definition for finding the area of a rug.
:S
...metric system is such an annoyingly boring chapter! ROARH.
but other than that school went rather well i think :)
i did not wear my baju kurung, hah.
um no, you don't get a nice picture because i have to go bathe now =D
write an operational definition for finding the area of a rug.
:S
...metric system is such an annoyingly boring chapter! ROARH.
but other than that school went rather well i think :)
i did not wear my baju kurung, hah.
um no, you don't get a nice picture because i have to go bathe now =D
Sunday, January 3, 2010
misguided ghosts.
so it has been three days since the last day of two-oh-oh-nine,
and i still have not heard any
and i still have not heard any
"zomg i'm so excited, it's a whole new year!"
..i guess 2010 brings a little too many changes to everyone.
maybe we see it as the glass being half empty,
but i don't think any of us realises that there is a glass in the first place.
umm. i'm nervous.
shit i have a lala brother .____.
.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
i just realised..
number one.
that i'm sixteen this year.
i used to think that it sounds so grown up, but mehnonotreally now.
it sounds so.. feminine, so.. new,
so.. weird :S
number two.
that it is now 11:50 pm, Saturday.
in ten minutes it is going to be Sunday.
and after Sunday, i'm officially a homeschooler :S
number three.
that i do NOT want to be anywhere near any progesterex.
IT'S. FREAKING. SCARY.
i want my babies lah ok!
number four.
that i like my posts colourful.
it's fun to colour them :)
number five.
nah #4 onwards doesn't count, i just like going on and on.
number six.
>(
hey look! the emoticon's blind!
that i'm sixteen this year.
i used to think that it sounds so grown up, but mehnonotreally now.
it sounds so.. feminine, so.. new,
so.. weird :S
number two.
that it is now 11:50 pm, Saturday.
in ten minutes it is going to be Sunday.
and after Sunday, i'm officially a homeschooler :S
number three.
that i do NOT want to be anywhere near any progesterex.
IT'S. FREAKING. SCARY.
i want my babies lah ok!
number four.
that i like my posts colourful.
it's fun to colour them :)
number five.
nah #4 onwards doesn't count, i just like going on and on.
number six.
>(
hey look! the emoticon's blind!
5 bites for keeping a secret :P
..but it's not like you really wanted me to ruine it for you!
we're telling the big news tomorrow, booyah.
..for he was a jolly good fellow.. x)
Friday, January 1, 2010
heh.
Laksamana's over at my place now,
we're gonna paint each other's nails pink, browse through girly magazines and gossip about the boys in our lives :}
HAHAH. JUSTTTT KIDDING.
