Wednesday, September 10, 2008

My uncle Johnny did cocaine.

"Cuz I don't wanna be like this,
I've been running these streets for too long now,
I've got nothing, it's true, but this song now.
But the further I go, I wanna go home"
- The Dairy - Hollywood Undead

Farah: "Eh, The Killers nyer lastest album ape ar?"

Me: "Uncle Johnny."

Wah, this is the stupidest joke ever. Still we find it funny. Don't know why ley. But it's damn funny. Kan Madden?! I can instantly laugh whenever she reminded me of this incident. Actually right, i was so paisey that i got it wrong. The answer was actually Sam's Town. But the word Uncle Johnny came out of my mouth out of nowhere. And she took it as a joke. Actually quite funny ar.

Moving On...

I don't see a point of going to school these days. I came to school only because of my attendance. And i still think it's a waste of my time. But i still need help with my Chemistry. I need to start it all over again. I can't even remember and understand a single thing. But it seems like Mdm Zulaiha kept giving us worksheets. And believe me, trying to do something that you don't understand really sets my mood off. No matter how many times i try reading it over and over again. I still can't understand. I seriously need help with Chemistry! I need someone to teach me. I need someone who can really make me understand what the fuck is CHEMISTRY!

.e.n.d.

Sunday, September 07, 2008

16 September 2008



Fuck, i cannot wait for this!
I seriously need my brother to pre-order it for me!
I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT FOR IT!


.e.n.d.

Friday, September 05, 2008

N levels

"I loved you, you made me, hate me. You gave me, hate, see?. It saved me and these tears are deadly. You feel that? I rip back, everytime you tried to steal that.You feel bad? you feel sad? Im sorry, hell no f**k that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I hurt too, remember I loved you!"
- Black Dahlia - Hollywood Undead

Greetings! These few days have been quite depressing for me. The N levels are freaking killing me. I have no idea what i wrote for my malay composition. After reading it over and over again, i still have no idea what i was writing. Paper 2 was... i can't even say if it's easy or difficult. That's it for malay. I have no hope of getting a 4 for malay.I know i should aim higher. But i only got a 5 for my prelims. So, the chances of me getting a 2 or 1 is NEVER.



Yes. This is how i studied for my Social Studies. I don't have a huge whiteboard. So i turn the floor in my bedroom into a huge whiteboard. Yes, i do believe that we can remember things better by writing it down rather than trying to memorising it. Wah, semangat giler belaja Conflict in Sri Lanka and Northern Ireland. In the end, none of it came out on the SEQ section. And i did the SBQ badly. Again, no hope of passing Social Studies. English was alright. I used up the whole of 3hr 45mins finishing up both papers. I dare not sleep. Wah, i don't want to talk about my N levels. It only spoils my mood.

.e.n.d.
p.s i am loving HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD!

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Whirlwind of events

" I'm not... broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I've been in love with you... "
- The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script

Whao, these past few days have been quite hectic and... tired? And as of this day, the N's is only 2 freaking days away. And the fasting month is only tomorrow. I have to admit, i am quite excited to fast but not so much about the N levels though. But first thing's first. I am here to blog about how the teacher's day went about.

The day was started off with a few prize giving. Actually not a few ah. A-L-O-T. I swear i had multiple leg cramps sitting on the oh-so-uncomfortable parade square floor. I have always hated morning assembly. Then we proceeded back to class after the long and draggy prize-giving presentation. Though, there was this particular guy who made the morning assembly a bit more lively with his first ever speech.

The first thing the others did was setting up for the party. While others was busy setting up at the fornt of the class, me and some other classmates were busy writing down our teacher's day message in this book at the back of the class. I feel quite bad not helping them but oh well, they were quite fast in setting up for the party. Especially the chinese girls. Good good.

Being not much of a junk food kinda person, my only aim was the cake. And the whole session was damn fun when everyone started taking photos. I, on the other hand, do not have much of the photos because most of the photos were from other people's camera. I don't enjoy taking photos that much. That explains the lack of pictures in my blog. :)

Ms Ong. I love this woman. I find her absolutely pretty on that day. Wah, now i feel bad crusing and talking bad behind her back. She can be cranky at times, and at certain times, i find her quite 'gerek'.
Ms Huda. Our co-form teacher. She's one of the most motivating teachers ever. She actually made me realise that malay is also as important as the other subjects. But no matter how hard i try, i seriously have no interest in malay. But i'm gonna try my best for the N levels. Mesti lah. N level oi! Tho, i find Naddy irritatingly adorable.

After all that photo taking session, the whole class settled down and we interacted with our two teachers. And it was such an emotional moment. Blah... After all the talking, we moved up to the hall. Wah, 4B was so the 'kecoh'. We were screaming and shouting while we were on the way to the hall.

The teacher's day concert was a total suckfest! I only enjoyed the first performance. The others was such a disappointment. And the one with the group of sec 3s, which did a song on teacher's day was a total crap. I mean, the melody wasn't even on the same page as the rhythm of the guitar. Pfft. Whatever. But i still think the whole concert was a suckfest.

Then on Saturday, i forcibly drag my ass to go study with my cousin at the airport. I seriously hate Terminal 3. I don't know why but i just hate it. It's just so freakishly HUMONGOUS. And yes, it was my first time there. And the first thing i told my cousin when we got off the bus was,"I hate this place!" But she made an effort of bringing me around the whole of Terminal 3. And until now i still hate it. Then we went to Terminal 2. To study.



At terminal 2 i was ok with it because i have been there before. But it was years and years ago. Then we decided to eat and Lisa treated me McDonalds. Wah, i have been craving for McDonalds for like a month or two. After a long chat and fulling up our stomachs, we decided to study. Then bla, bla, bla, when i was concentrating on Social Studies, these two 'good-looking' foreigner was sitting not too far from our table. And being the usual way as i am, i couldn't stop staring at them. I always have a "thing" towards the Americans. While my cousin on the other hand was all into the 'black people'. Yes, we are so unlike each other. Then Lisa started making jokes about shifting tables with the ones nearest with the two American dudes. And bla bla blah....


Ah, see that smile? That, my friend, is my supposititious smile. Like i said, i never liked taking photos. So case closed. And i swear Lisa was pissed off when i said no when she wanted to take another photo.

After getting distracted by the two american dudes, we decided to go off and take a walk around the whole airport. And I meant the whole of Teminal 1, 2 & 3. After walking, and walking, and walking, we decided to enter Candy Empire. Wah, that place is so the expensive. One bar of chcolate cost 3 bucks! And so i only brought 1 chocolate bar which cost me 3 bucks and a pathetic piece of sour candy which cost me like a buck. And i wasted 4 bucks just on candy. Tsk tsk tsk. Smart move, Sherry!

Then we continued walking and walking. And after a few funny and embarrassing incidents we decided to take the bus home. Wah, i was damned happy when i reached home. Eh, there's alot more that i wanted to post but i'm just too damn lazy. and besides it's already 12:46 in the morning. Wah, it took me like more than 3 hours just to type out this post. I wanna go to bed ley!

.e.n.d.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Hiatus

After having to sleep for merely 8 hours, i was awaken by the ringing of my phone. I thought the ringing would eventually stop when the person, on the other side, would get tried of waiting. But then i realise it wasn't a phone call. It was a message. I randomly pressed a button in order to stop the song from continuing. Barely opening up my eyes because of the sun casting its rays upon my room, i got a peek of the time. It was already 9.51am.

I got up and brushed my long and stringy hair with my fingers. And started to wonder who could it possibly be sending me a text message in the early morn. "1 new message" was display on my handphone screen. To my surprise, Miss Ong's name was highlighted in blue. It reads, "Bring both books so that you print at school the pages you all want". Still trying to figure out what she had wrote, I unintentional thought to myself the bad use of her grammar. Although it was an informal message between a teacher and a student, i was really having a tough time figuring out the message.

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Whao, that O level english composition book really have gotten into me. But all thanks to Miss Ong, my beloved form teacher, for lending me the book. And i was only kidding on the part,'bad use of her grammar'. For your info, she used to be an English teacher. It really made me want to write my essays like the way i did in the first two paragraph of this post. Nonetheless, i still think i must improve on it. The essays i have already read was way beyond my expectation. Thier essay was unbelievably good and out of this world. I only wish i could write like them.

Moving on.

Having only 10 points for my prelims, i have let myself down. I only wished i could do better. Naddy and Farah told me that passing the prelims meant that it was good enough and that i was ready for the n levels. Yet i thought to myself, what if i fail? What if i have to go to ITE? What if?! I literally cried in public, infornt of my cousin, in front of strangers when i thought about it. I was afraid. Afraid if i have failed myself. And most importantly afraid if i have to go to ITE. Not that i look down on those people.I don't have any grudge against that institution. But it's just isn't my kinda 'place'. That's what i thought to myself. But i'm gonna try my very best.

I think i'm gonna be on a hiatus. I think only.
Well, then. FAREWELL.