When There's No Light To Break Up The Dark

I will not complain. I will appreciate everything that I have and not complain.

We're The Friends Who Stuck Together

Okay, I seriously seriously think that my house is somewhat a place of CAT ATTRACTION.

Remember those two kittens that came to my house on their own and I had to be their mommy for a few days before unwillingly sending them to the animal shelter? Yeah. Today, I found a mommy cat and her two kittens playing outside my gate. And one of her kittens, look like my favourite plushie tiger Tippy. HAHAHA.

So anyway, the kittens were playing and pouncing each other and one of them actually climbed onto the wheels of my dad's car and started poking the tires. UH-HUH. But it came down later. Tire still fine. Not punctured. :)
So later when I went out to try to play/get the kittens away from my house (I have a cat-hating dog, you see), the mommy cat started hissing at me and ran down the drain, followed by her two kittens. The End.

P/S: SUNWAY LAGOON TOMORROW. OH YEAH -!

Servantless American Cooks

WARNING: LONG, (PROBABLY BORING) POST AHEAD.

Just yesterday I watched the movie: Julie and Julia; I found it a wonderful story. :)
As you can see, the plot of the movie is based on two true stories; stories of two women: one named Julia Child, a famous cook and another named Julie Powell.
Basically, this story is focused on two different lives. Julia Child was an American who moved to Paris after marrying a French husband Paul. Julia, a housewife at that time, decided to register herself for a cooking class in order to fill in her spacious every day schedule. Soon, she became a professional and started working as a teacher to teach Americans in Paris how to cook French meals (because all the cookbooks in Paris were in French and the Americans didn't read French) together with her friends Simone Beck and Louisette Bertholle. These three women then wrote a cook book together entitled Mastering The Art Of French Cooking.
Julie Powell however, was just a typical American who was stuck working in a cubicle day after day, receiving calls and stressfully dealing with the post-syndrome of the 9/11 attack. One day, realizing that she hadn't really achieved any of her goals in life, she decided to master all the recipes in Julia Child's Mastering The Art Of French Cooking cook book: all 524 recipes in 365 days. And so her quest starts, where in the midst of it she had a few breakdowns due to the pressure of her self-appointed cooking deadline and the challenge of cooking. She used blogging as a therapeutic reliever, In the end she conquered all of the French cooking recipes, and she even wrote a book about it.
Unfortunately, Julie and Julia never met. Julia considered Julie's project a stunt, and didn't think Julie a serious cook.

What I really like about the movie is Julia Child's optimism. I have no idea how she is in real life, but in the movie Meryl Streep portrayed Julia as a always cheerful and happy woman, loving life and enjoying life's little pleasures. Never once have you seen Julia (in the movie) argue with her husband or lose a temper. She laughs everything off and it's clear that she has believes in solutions to every problem.
It's a nice movie to watch for Christmas. :)

Using The Blender

Okay, I know this is not the best picture to upload onto my blog, but, this picture is concrete proof that I made eggnog.
That's right, eggnog, the supposedly nice drink that people drink on Christmas Eve/Christmas Night. :)

Well, this isn't the traditional eggnog that you would have for Christmas, because it's non-alcoholic. And if you Google eggnog recipes you'll find that eggnogs always have a bit of whiskey/brandy/rum in them. And since I don't really have any whiskey/brandy/rum in my house (maybe I do, but even if I do I don't know about it), and the eggnog making was really a last minute decision (just hours before guests came for Christmas Eve Dinner), I just googled a non-alcoholic recipe on eggnogs and made it.

Honestly, making eggnog is probably the easiest drink ever to make. You just take all the ingredients (raw eggs, sugar, vanilla, ground nutmeg etc.), throw them into a blender, blend the ingredients and put it in the chiller to chill until the guests arrive.
It doesn't taste that bad, you know, with the blended raw eggs and everything- it actually tastes pretty good. AND it's rather filling. I had half a cup and I was full beyond anything (but maybe that was because I was still bloated from a good dinner).

So yeah. That was my eggnog making experience. Next year I'm going to try it with some alcohol. :)

MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D

Beyond The Universe

oh, my god. ABSOLUTELY EXTRAORDINARY.

5 STARS! :D

My Eyeballs Are Spinning Round In Their Sockets

Hello!
I am officially back from my 12 day trip in China. :)
It was TOTALLY AWESOME. Going around Guangzhou, Xiamen, Quanzhou and Fuzhou in these short 12 days can really tire you out, let you learn new things (like calligraphy, wushu and China's national calligraphy drawings), make you see life in a different perspective and introduce you to a whole bunch of new people whom you may find is coincidentally related to you, though not by blood. ;)

Pictures are all here on Facebook (no one really posts picture bulks on their blogs now) so make sure you go and browse through the pictures and see how much fun it was there during that China Winter Camp. Whee! :D Honestly, I'm going to miss friends whom I've met during the trip, though not so much with closer friends because I'm very sure I'll be seeing them sometime soon next year!

Oh yes, there was this one incident witnessed in China that I really have to blog about.
See, we, these awesome bunch of people, were walking down the streets of Fuzhou in the evening, doing our last day shopping and bonding and stuff when we saw this motorcycle coming straight past us; the bloody cyclist was driving fast even though the street we were walking on was slippery with the after rain. And as the motorcycle went past us, the back wheel of the motorcycle hooked onto this lady's foot (the lady was standing/walking right NEXT to me; we were probably just a few centimetres apart) and knocked her down. The lady, quote "flew from point A to point B" and her umbrella accidentally caught the top of my hair. The lady, pained from being thrown off her feet and probably badly hurt from slipping right off her feet and landing with a big thump on her bum, just sat there frozen.
The cyclist, realizing what happened, got down on this motorcycle and went over the lady to see if he could be of any help. But he wasn't any help, because just a mere 1 minute later, he smiled, got on his bike and drove away. WTF? Also, the passer-bys and salemen who witnessed the whole accident as well didn't even bother to help. They just walked past like nothing happened and went on selling their stupid items. WTF?
So we, the awesome bunch of people, walked over the lady to see if she was badly hurt and if she could stand up and walk and stuff like that. She was crying, but fortunately there were no bruises or cuts. We gave her a whole packet of tissues and she went off, nodding appreciatively but still sobbing from the pain (in her bum, I think).

So there you go. It was we, the awesome bunch of Malaysians, who showed graceful Malaysian spirit while we were overseas. HIGHFIVE, my awesome bunch of friends! :)

A Part Of Yesterday

I found a tiny snake yesterday near the rabbit's cage, called for my dad, helped him capture the snake, brought it to this faraway place and released it (what else could we have done anyway? Killed the snake?).

And I did it all while wearing a tight SKIRT.
Women rule! :)

P/S: I watched New Moon yesterday. It was, well, crappy. And I was freezing like anything in the cinema, even though I had on my cardigan. But it was all worth it: to watch Taylor Lautner. :)

The Checklist

I have a confession to make: I have never read the Lord of the Rings novels.
And yet the novel collection is what I consider to be one of my favourites. Isn't that funny now? :)
Maybe it's the fact that Tolkien wrote the best set of novels of the century, or maybe it's the movies that made the books look so interesting; but I won't deny that I have never read more than a hundred pages of the the Fellowship of the Ring.
I think my English was still improper and not advanced enough when I first started reading the Fellowship of the Ring, but I still found the book interesting enough for it to put it in my favourite books list. I have no idea if these things happen to other readers, so yeah. Haha. :)

Anyway, I went to watch this movie called Planet 51 yesterday (after failing to buy tickets for 2012), and the movie was actually pretty OK. I mean, despite the fact that there wasn't enough space in between the seats, and I had to slide down a bit in my chair so that I could rest my head on the top of the seat, and there were people munching on popcorn so loudly, and you could hear people whispering and talking (as I've said, there wasn't enough bloody spaces in between the chairs to assure total comfort), and there was this baby wailing all the time and people giving the parents weird looks and I could stretch my legs nicely, yeah, it was a pretty good movie.
But, well, note the fact that I don't rate movies that highly. I enjoy almost every movie that I watch. :)

Anyway, THIS is Planet 51:

It's basically about this astronaut who landed on this alien planet called Planet 51, and all the aliens thought HE was an alien that was here to hijack their planet and control their minds with his super mind controlling powers. But the astronaut, named Chuck Baker, had only one mission, which was to get to his captured spaceship and get back to Earth so that he could join the Nickelodeon's Kids Choice Awards (he was to get slimed). Some teenager inhabitants of Planet 51 believed that Chuck Baker wasn't a complete psycho and decided to help him get to his spaceship, which we know in every cartoon that the mission was achieved and it all ended with a happy ending. :)

So yup, quite a funny movie.
And to top it off, in a totally unrelated matter to the said movie, my mom bought me a new tote bag. :D

Me And You And A Dog Named Boo

My post title is a song name; presumably a song created in the same era as "itsybitsyteenyweenyyellowpolkadotbikini". Why can't we get such nice song titles nowadays? Haha.

Anyway, I am here with a quest. A quest to revive my blog. And since I have nothing interesting to blog about, what better thing to do to attempt a blog-revivification than to create holiday lists! :)

Rachel's Holiday List of Dids
1. Did wake up every morning to watch Grey's Anatomy.
2. Did school work revision as mom requested (it's the holidays!!!)
3. Did buy a new purse.
4. Did go shopping for new turtlenecks in preparation for China trip.
5. Did some helping out to clean up the house.
6. Did go jogging.
7. Did practice my guitar.
8. Did freak out a bit when I agreed to perform in a mini concert.
9. Did face my nerves when I managed to perform in the mini concert.
10. Did watch A Christmas Carol (not as nice as I hoped it would be).
11. Did play chess and won (TWICE BABY!)
12. Did play Cluedo and won. :)
13. Did play Scrabble and got the letters that make up the words "porn" and "fart".
14. Did text a lot.
15. Did finish the Star Wars saga.
16. Did manage to create an entry in my diary after a whole month of neglecting it.
17. Did go to the salon and get my hair cut.

Rachel's Holiday Lists of Shoulds
1. Should win an award for trying to resurrect my dead blog.
2. Should have saved more money to go shopping.
3. Should go and watch New Moon. :D
4. Should watch Twilight (yes, you got me, I've never watched it before).
5. Should watch more movies.
6. Should finish reading my 1,073 page thick Gone with The Wind by Margaret Mitchell.
7. Should charge my iPod.
8. Should do something daring like try a double flip in mid air and risk breaking my neck but I won't because I'm not an adrenaline junkie.
9. Should (or should not?) buy a new bag.
10. Should think of something more interesting to blog about because if I were someone else and I were reading my blog I think I would hit the little red X button hastily.
11. Should write a heartwarming holiday story and become famous like Charles Dickens.
12. Should go climb a rock.
13. Should do something unexpected. Like what I don't know. Give me suggestions!

Mystery Google Repost!

Why can't people get the mysterygoogle thing that I posted on my blog? :/

Anyway, I'll just give the explanation another try, :)

So one day, I ventured forth to the mysterygoogle website to try this little thing that my sister showed me. Once entering the site, you hit the search button without typing anything into the search box. The words "Please don't type gibberish" bounces out after the page refreshes. Thus (as I've said,) being mischievously curious, I typed the word "gibberish" into the search box and hit enter. The words "Well, aren't you clever" pops out.

Now isn't that cute? :)

Mysterygoogle also replies to search sentences such as "hello" and "poop".

Go enjoy yourself! :D

Oddballs

The funniest thing happened yesterday.

I was in the kitchen looking for my Milo wafer (my last one, unfortunately) when I heard this scraping noise behind the kitchen door. So I paused, thinking it was a mouse. I wanted to be sure so I kicked the door. The scraping noise was heard again. I pulled the door open and kicked the bucket next to the dog food.

I was right, it was a mouse.

So I squealed and ran all the way to study room, yelling 'There's a mouse in the kitchen there's a mouse in the kitchen!'

My dad and aunt then hastened to the kitchen, and while I was left there in the study room, I started to laugh. At myself. Because I found my reaction to the mouse in the kitchen so funny. Hahaha.

I know that it's really weird, because screaming while running when you see a mouse is perfectly normal for, well, normal people. But I'm not afraid of mice, and I've once defeated a mouse. Like a mouse-warrior-defeater.

So yeah. There I was, giggling at my very own reaction, with my mum staring at me and smiling amusedly. And I don't think I stopped giggling minutes later.

Hahaha, what a silly night that was.

A Little Piece Of Maturity

I've been watching Grey's Anatomy yesterday afternoon (it's back on StarWorld, yes!). And there was this phrase from the ending narrate saying 'we can never fully grow up.' or somewhere near that.

Well anyway, that saying is so true. Because I think that there will always be a part of us which will remain as immature as we were when we were 9, no matter how old we get. I mean, any grown man wouldn't even be able to resist the temptation to tease or pull a childish prank on someone sometimes (unless they're those really boring kind of people who miss out this little thing called LIFE). You know, have a little fun. :)

I know for sure that certain events and experiences have taught me to grow up. At the age of 16, I want to be the kind of person who thinks rationally, analyses logically, be practical, responsible, disciplined, trustworthy and other characteristics of the same aspect. However, I do not aim to be boring. I still enjoy planning April Fool pranks, take part in silly stupid bets (and losing), dance around my house like an idiot, etc.

My point is that I've grown up. As in, I wasn't the irrational, stupid and overly-playful little girl who often gets herself into a telling-off by her mum and fights/argues with her sister almost everyday. Well, I obviously have not achieved everything that I wish to achieve at 16, but at this stage I will say that it's close enough. :)

P/S: I have new spectacles! Aha aha aha!

You Know That I'll Always Love You ;)

My arm muscles feel sore, after spending the whole of Thursday distributing school magazines to about 115 teachers in the morning session. And it's wasn't the easy type of magazine-distributing, the sit-there-and-wait-for-people-to-come-and-collect-the-magazines type, oh no. It was the walking-around-the-whole-school-carrying-10-magazines-at-each-round-looking-for-teachers-to-give-them-their-magazines-and-making-sure-that-they-sign-this-piece-of-pink-paper.

Ask PeiShe how it feels, I bet her muscles are all seized up too. But well, it was good exercise.

Anyway, my sister's coming home! :)

After 4 days of being in the hospital and going through surgery, she's coming home. I cannot tell you how proud I am of her strength to endure the pain she went through (and is still going through) after the surgery, and it amazes me how fast she's recovering. This shows that we women, are tough creatures.

But what I cannot believe, is that after the straightening of her spine, my 13 year old sister is now as tall as I am. She's 3 years younger than I am and she's the same height as me! I wouldn't mind so much if she was born a year younger but NO.

People have already started asking me if I'm her elder sister or younger sister.

!!!

What's more is that she'll keep sprouting, and if she doesn't stop growing so fast she'll be 6 FEET TALL. DO YOU WANT TO BE 6 FEET TALL CHELSEA?

I, on the other hand, can only dream of growing another 5 cm, for I have not sprouted at all since June this year. And you do not want to know how I found out about that without measuring myself with the measuring tape.

So later on, whenever you see a picture of my sister and I in it, you'll notice that I'll be wearing high heels. Oh yeah, that's right.

Count Your Minutes

Today, I somehow feel the necessity to blog about something, anything. But after the one thousandth time of trying to blog about something, anything, I give up.

So now I just want to say that :

1. I really really want to go rockclimbing, ever since whoever suggested it.

2. I want to finish watching the Star Wars marathon.

3. I want to have a Lord Of The Rings marathon, if it is possible.

4. I miss my sister already and I hope she recovers real quick and that if she really really wants a Starbucks I'll buy one for her.

5. I just remembered that I ought to put my Famous Amos junkies in the fridge before it melts.

6. I like my new room a lot a lot a lot.

7. I'm going to miss the Editorial Board seniors a lot, and thank you for, well, EVERYTHING. :)

MWAH.

When The World Comes Down

Okay, so as everyone knows, yesterday was the All-American Rejects concert.

It was SPECTACULAR (because 'awesome' is getting quite old on this blog of mine).

I arrived at the concert venue smelling of rose fragrance (thanks to mum's new body soap) and went home stinking of sweat. But I guess you could say it was all worth it.

I am waiting for Michelle to post the pictures taken at the concert on her blog. :)

The best part of the Digi concert was of course the All-American Rejects themselves and the crowd singing along to their songs, but the worst part of the concert was the stupid people who pushed and shoved everyone rudely and violently out of the way just to get to the front of the crowd to hear the concert. I almost fell down. See, I had a very nice spot at the beginning of the concert, along with JesCee, Michelle, Matthew, ShaLin they all. And as we moved forward to get a better view of the stage we found ourselves standing behind this gang who danced like nobody's business and were practically hitting everyone who was standing around them, namely- us. It got even worse when they started pulling other gang members in front to join them.

Hello? A nice "excuse me" would've done it. And yes, I get it, you dance at a concert, but I'm pretty sure you dance only when you have space around you; if not you just jump up and down and wave your hands like other people did.
SERIOUSLY.

So then we squeezed all the way to back of the crowd and watched the concert from far, far behind. But it was still really enjoyable: it was cooler there and there were no bloody people pushing us around. SERIOUSLY. what is wrong with those people?

SLAP THEM I TELL YOU.

But other than that, the concert was fun, and I regret dropping my balloon clasher thingees accidentally-on-purpose. So I was clapping with my hands instead and they got all red and painful after some time. Went home by LRT after that, and I felt all sticky and sweaty and smelly. But like, in a good way. Haha.

So there you go, yesterday's event. :)

The Last Song

I am googling and youtubing All-American Rejects songs at the very last minute because I don't want to be one of those at the concert who doesn't know the lyrics of the songs and can only sway along to the music. It's all the more fun to be singing along.

And so far I've discovered that most of their songs are quite nice, whee! :)

Anyway, as of today my room has been newly repainted and the furniture rearranged. I've gotten used to the new wall colours already (when I first saw it I was a bit disappointed because it wasn't exactly the colour I was expecting it to be) but the furniture arrangement is a bit odd. I think it's because my room is really empty at the moment; the windows naked with no curtains, my wardrobes still empty, the study table and shelves idle and an old mattress propped on my bed.

So yeah, I am hoping to get those nice curtains from IKEA soon but I have to wait for 2 months for the quilt and pillow covers to be restocked. Ugh.

Never mind, patience is a virtue.

:)

Sparky Sparky Boom Man!

Hello, I am back from my temporarily absence of blogging.

But see, I have a very good reason for my leave because I would rather delete my blog than neglect it and that's saying something!

Well, I haven't been online and blogging because I have been watching Avatar: The Legend Of Aang everyday after school for the past week. :D

It took hours to finish watching all 61 episodes of the animation series that Nick burned for me (which bytheway is now in the hands of PeiShe) and it was SO GOOD. Oh and I have also been busy cleaning my room of ALL things to ready my room for the painters to come and re-paint it. All my clothes and accessories and bags are piled up messily together with boxes of documents and such in the upstairs living room. There is pretty much no space at all to walk and you have to trod carefully once you reach the top landing of the staircase.

I will be so glad once this whole renovation re-painting thing is over. I cannot, cannot cannot stand the dust. My nose is super sensitive to dust or any sort of ticklish microorganism.

So there you go. A perfectly good reason why I haven't had the time to blog and why my Facebook wall is being spammed with posts and tags from the Love Gang.

Who came up with that name anyway?

And now that I have blogged about why I couldn't blog and have forgotten what I originally wanted to blog about, I think I will re-install my chatbox and go watch some time-wasting videos on Youtube. :)

Oh yes, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHOONG QIAN XI, who I doubt knows this blog even exists. =.=

Do or Do Not

Hello.

So the plans about the Star Wars Marathon that was discussed briefly on Facebook was finally put to action, haha! :)

Went over to Nick's house on Sunday and Monday to watch the Star Wars movies- our plan was to finish watching all 6 movies of Star Wars but unfortunately we only made 4.

And I will tell you now (and Nick if you're reading) that Nick is probably one of the best hosts I know. He didn't really seemed to mind that we talked a lot and loudly during the movie, trashed his living room, played with his XBox and bounced all over his couch.

I am really sorry for all the inconveniences caused Nick. :S

Well for the past 2 days I learned/re-learned/found out that:-

1. Zac Efron looks like Luke Skywalker,

2. Pink lemonade tastes nice,

3. Luke Skywalker actually had feelings for Princess Leia,

4. I kept giggling about how Darth Vader's breathing sounded like he had asthma,

5. I suck at Guitar Heroes,

6. Nick's condo is very very nice,

and

7. If you watch a movie with Carmen, Pei, Nick, Matthew and Aaron, they can turn supposedly devastating death and romantic scenes into scenes that you laugh out loud at.

I think if that happened in a cinema we would have people shooting daggers at us and requesting that we be kicked out of the movie but under certain circumstances I call this good, fun and noisy companionship. :)

Tonight's Gonna Be A Good Night

Here is a movie about food that most people have probably imagined/daydreamed about, and it is great: CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEATBALLS.

It is funny, touching, creative, imaginative and it doesn't get you thinking that this is the kind of cartoon that doesn't make sense (what with all the food falling out of the sky) because it is that good. So, this is a must watch. :)

It is so good, that I wouldn't mind watching this movie again in 3D.

This movie is adapted from the book of Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, but instead of food falling from the sky as a result of the invention of a machine by this dude, it's a natural phenomenon. Which is really cool, because imagine raining noodles as a natural cause. And I don't care that this is a picture book for kids, I want to get this book and read it. I call it a classic.

And now I have to go practice my guitar and write down a list of stuff I should be doing instead of spending a whole lot of my time on the internet.

Fuhgiggly Gland

I have my baby back, the final term is finally over (time flies!) and I'm going to watch a nice movie and do a bit of shopping tomorrow. :)

If I say that life cannot get any better than this, well then I'm lying.

Because there always is something much better coming your way.

And so I shall not lie, and just end my short post by saying that life, at the moment, is good.

:)

Swing, Swing

I wasted 3 hours walking around in pumps with my dad in One Utama today when I should have barricaded myself in my bedroom studying my head off.

And I didn't mind, nor did I really bother because it was all worth it.

Because guess who walked all the way up to the 4th floor of One Utama to Golden Screen Cinemas and redeemed 3 tickets for an awesome something happening on Halloween?

Oh yeah, that's right. ;D

And You, And You, And You.

Hello!

It's early in the morning and I have nothing interesting to blog about at the moment so I'm only here to announce that I finished the whole manga series of Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles. :D

And when I did, it left me with only ONE satisfying word to say: WOW.

That was one complicated story plot, so don't read it unless you're fully ready to digest a whole lot of relations-between-the-worlds and magic stuff and don't watch the anime because it's not as good as the manga.

Well, I think that's all. I'm off to do my Add Math now, bye. :)

Codswallop, I Say

OMG the most embarrassing thing just happened to me.

See, I was asking people to go to the China year end trip (mentioned a few posts before) with me and I decided to ask Chris, you know, my godbrother because I saw him online.

So I double clicked his user account and started chatting to him immediately and stuff like that.

And I must've been chatting with him for a full 10 minutes until I realised (with the help of the Chris I was chatting to), that the person I was chatting to wasn't my godbrother Chris, and it was someone else with the username of Chris chatting back to me!

I'm pretty sure now that the person I was chatting to is named Thomas, and I have no idea why his username was Chris. And let me tell you that was HIGHLY HUMILIATING.

Gosh.

Well anyway, I am hoping that WenMin gets to come along with the China trip with me, and how come EVERYONE seems to have year end holidays planned in Mid-October already.

Hmm, :S

Neutral Colours

I have been receiving TheStar SMS News Alert starting 2 days ago and it's proved very useful to me, since I don't ever touch the newspaper. :)

I mean, without it I would've never known that President Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize for his hard work and duty to the US. Which bytheway, he greatly deserves it.

Anyway, i just realized that there're only 3 days left to the re-starting of exams, which means that I have to get my butt working on my Add Math practicing, which also means that I have about 4 days to retrieve my phone after a long wait of 6 months, hooray!

Oh yes, after the exams I'll be plunged into a hurricane of GOTONG-ROYONG and I'll need a mask to prevent the unavoidable dust from tickling my nose and making me sneeze. I cannot believe I still have two rows of plushies sitting on my shelf (dust collectors, dear dear) and children poetry books on my bookshelf. Goodbye those and hello to my new rows of classics and Readers' Digest!

I can't wait. :)

Aaaand I don't know what to blog about anymore.

Bye.

Faux-11

I'm so glad that exams are at a temporarily halt, because I don't think I can study hard with all the drilling going on downstairs and the hammering and my constant thinking about my early-planned EXTREMELY REASONABLY PRICED YEAR-END HOLIDAYS.

:)

This year end is going to be such a good one and one full of knowledge, sociality and experience, I'll bet you anything. Though there may be nothing like staying at Home-Sweet-Home and enjoying a nice cup of tea (or a gazillion bottles of Coke), there is also nothing like going to China for a nice knowledgeable trip.

I shall be able to improve my Chinese and when I come back I'll have loads of cultural China stuff to talk about with Mum. :)

And this, I say is early-planned because I don't usually plan my holidays/get to know about my holiday trips until one month before them. And as for this year I planned by holidays in ONE NIGHT'S TIME (say, in an hour) and reached a decision whereby Mum has granted me her permission to travel alongside a few other students.

This, as Dad will always say, is a good exposure. Haha.

ANYWAY, I am prepared to spend ONE WHOLE LAZY DAY of doing absolutely NOTHING ADVANTAGEOUS to my studies like eating raspberry liquorice (expiry date 20th October), scraping movies to watch on my laptop and/or watch loads and loads of Youtube videos until I get sick of Youtube.

And here's to everyone who studied well in exams and those who have earned this little one week rest well. :)

P/S: I feel like my blogging's getting more and more formal, and I hope this is result of my maturity and also because I've been thinking too much about Britains and their lovely accents.

Attitude and Aptitude

I feel pimples popping up all over my face.

This and my constant slight headache is a sign of examination nerves.

And this, is not good for my health nor for anyone-who-has-been-behaving-like-I-have-in-order-to-study-for-the-exams' health.

I am desperately craving for the PMR holidays (aka the day after tomorrow, whoopee!) so that I can have nice good sleeps and wake up with a refreshing spirit to start my Study of the Day.

Which equals to full preparation of the subjects ahead, no more headache and no more pimples!

Pimples are a serious sign of my lack of sleep and my exam strain, because I don't really ever get pimples (which is one very very good thing, (: )!

But my headache today got me into a full concentration mode during exams- I was up studying late last night (not good for health, repeat: NOT GOOD FOR HEALTH) and fell into a nightmare, urrrghhh- but I am never doing last minute revisions ever again.

This is a self-promise that I WILL fulfill, so you will not see anymore OMGIHAVEN'TSTUDIED frustration venting on my blog! :)

I suddenly feel like I'm blogging in a slightly sullen and formal tone, and I have no idea why.

Cheerio!

Mathematical Disorder

My self-esteem has been re-boosted after the horrible incident yesterday.

I am going to keep reminding myself that I can do things as long as I put a strong mind into it and sleep early. Because staying up for 24 hours does not help and it only makes my head spin.

So, I am going to study hard now (remember the Inspiration!) and party hard in the evening. :)

I am celebrating the Moon Cake Festival later at night and am prepared to indulge a bunch of chips, Australian liquorice (raspberry flavor, yum), bottles of soft drinks and of course (who could forget, it's the Food of the Celebration)- mooncakes.

I find enlarging and underlining and coloring font pretty and fun, thus the result of my blog post above. :)

Quantum Bungaloo

Today is THE WORST DAY ever.

It was so bad, that I almost cried in school.

And then it got even worse when I was standing there waiting for Melody while she was discussing questions and answers at the top of her voice!

And everyone was so into discussion that no one even noticed my I-am-going-to-die-die-die-die-die face, not that I wanted them to notice it anyway.

ARRRUUGGHH.

The only thing I'm glad about now is that it's the weekends, glad that I have two free days of revision so as not to screw up the rest of my papers.

And this is not the kind of study-freak post where the author claims that she's going to die when all she really got was perhaps a B+ instead of an aimed A but is the kind of post where when the author she's going to die, she REALLY IS.

Meet Me Halfway

I haven't been online for the WHOLE WEEK, and believe it or not, I am now online for study purposes. :)

That's right, I am printing additional exercises for Chem because I am determined not to flunk it.

P/S: I don't care what people say about the Black-Eyed Peas, I like them for all that's worth.

Breathe In The Fresh Jungle Air

Hello! I am back from Taman Negara, Pahang and it was by far the best nature trip I've ever had. :)

And do you know what's even better? That I didn't meet any leeches or mosquitoes while trekking in the jungle. Nor did I see any tigers or elephants or crocodiles, which I was actually excited to see.

I have loads of photos on both cameras that I brought for the trip that may or may not be uploaded onto Facebook depending on my laziness to filter good/bad pictures.

And here is what I learnt/been through/enjoyed during my trip:

DAY ONE

Drove to Jerantut, Pahang where we were brought to a jetty and taken on three sampans to the wildlife. Reached our resort in the evening and did nothing at all for the rest of the day.

This is the sampan we took. It's more of a, motorsampan I think.

Tried my hardest to study Moral on the 2 and a half hour journey on the sampan but FAILED.

DAY TWO

Got up early in the morning and went for jungle trekking. Altogether we trekked about 7km long in 4 hours. I was surprisingly not so tired. Oh yes, also went for the Taman Negara canopy walk which is proclaimed by the guides as the longest canopy walk in the world. Or Malaysia, I don't remember which.

After lunch, we went for a river rapid ride with the motorsampans and visited an aboriginal village. Like a REAL MALAYSIAN ABORIGINAL VILLAGE.

The jungle scenery looked breathtaking in the morning sunlight. :)

I am a self-proclaimed Jane of the Jungle because I swung on 2 vines and let out a shrill cry both times while I was vine-swinging.

The canopy walk- is the best part of the jungle trekking. It wobbles and shakes and you just lose yourself in there while enjoying the view I tell you.

The river rapid ride. I got splashed from head to toe. EVERY PART of me was soaking WET.

This man is the head of the aboriginal village I think. He makes his own blowpipes (the ones spiked with Ipoh poison that we read about in textbooks) and wears a shiny Rolex watch.

This kid is 11 and he knows how to make fire by frictional force of wood and rotan.

Went back to our resort by means of standing behind a truck. It was so cool.

DAY THREE

Went for a boat tour. The scenery was GORGEOUS. It's like those kind of jungle scenery you see in Cuti-Cuti Malaysia advertisements and postcards. SO SO NICE I TELL YOU.

Landed at a fishing showhouse where they were supposed to show you how to catch these HUGE river fish but the showhouse was closed down already.

After lunch, took a bus back to Jerantut and then drove back home again.

Dad found out that some foreigners were filming this Swedish reality TV show. :D

The whole Taman Negara is filled with this kind of scenery. Everywhere you turn there's this vine hanging down and this big 200 years old tree.

And this is why Taman Negara is so well protected and can be counted as our beloved Country Heritage.

And with this I am going to sign off because I need to sleep. Good night. :)

Eye Of The Tiger

I just finished my packing for my Taman Negara, Pahang trip. Whoopee!

Yes, I am going to the middle of the jungle for 3 days and bringing my books to study with me.

Though I highly, highly doubt there'll be any time for studying in between all the jungle trekking, boat-riding, sightseeing and resting out of exhaustion.

Fun for the Holidays, Boo for the Upcoming Final Term. I'll be smiling and frowning at the same time, if such thing is even possible.

And then when I come back I have lunch to go to the next day, and tuition to go to the day after that, and then- studying studying and more studying.

Now I am going off to dinner at my godbrothers' house, and we'll either be playing Monopoly/Cluedo/PokerCards there or cramming for our FinalTerm/SPM.

P/S: The Black-Eyed Peas, The All-American Rejects AND Beyonce are holding concerts respectively on the 25th September (Hari Raya, cramming for exam), 10th October (PMR Holidays, two exam papers left to cram for) and 31 October (HALLOWEEN AND A CONCERT. HOW COOL IS THAT?) :D

The Stamp Of Approval

I typed out a really really long post about copycats of blogs, but then I deleted it all.

Because Aaron said,

Aaron... Is so bored says:

just give her the benifit of the doubt lah

FINE. But just you know, if this happens again, you'll have to scratch out your 2nd Explanation, you hear me?

Pineapple Juice

I have no idea which one was the worst.

Midterm Chem paper, or today's Chem paper. :S

I shall not blog about it.

I have a choice of either crossing my fingers or studying HARD for the next 2 Chem papers

I obviously need to devote time to study Chem on a daily basis, but as I said, no self-promises. By the end of the day/month/year I'll be labelled a self-promise breaker.

So much for blogging about studying my butt off today's Chem test.

I'm just thankful that the Malaysia announced a last-minute-holiday, giving me

• one extra day to study
• the time to go buy pants before I set off for Pahang
• at least one good night of sleep before I wake up to a full late-night study mode again

And now I am off to relax, read a book, watch some TV before going to tuition and coming back to -

OMGITSRAININGMYRABBIT!

*Okay I'm back and I just saved my rabbit from being drenched in acid rain (you're probably thinking: whatintheworld-?)

But anyway, I shall end this post with a BIG BIRTHDAY SHOUTOUT to CARMEN CHUA, who just turned sixteen today, :)

HAPPY SIXTEEN, CARMEN.

Off The Tip of My Tongue

I think I could just kill Limewire right now if it were a breathing object.

I tell you it just bugs the hell outta me when I see the "network error" message.

Which means no music downloading until I-dunno-when.

Anyway, the finals have officially started and I, as usual, am screwed.

It's like I can never achieve a perfect average score but then again this is what I get for ditching intense listening to my teachers (unlike the rest of my verysmart classmates) when in class and the laziness to study for the exams until the very last minute.

Promising myself never gets me anywhere so I have stopped self-promises.

But as of a few weeks ago I have found the best ever inspiration to study because I do not want to be left out as the dumb one. And I will study my butt off and cram every single information in my head even if it kills me. Which is what I did for BM Lit. and am doing now for Chem.

BM Lit. was OK today, I feel proud for studying all 25 pieces of literature when all that came out was 2. I am pretty sure I got my answers right even though my fingers felt like they were torn apart by the end of the 2 1/2 hour non-stop-writing paper. :)

And as for English I wrote a proper ending for my essay this time! This is the big difference of bringing a watch to school and knowing how many insanely minutes are left to the end of the paper.

And now I'm off to study for Chem, whoopee!

Oh, For The Love Of Pete!

OH. MY. GOD. PEOPLE.

I tell you- it is NOT FUNNY to send an S.O.S. message to someone else's phone.

Especially an S.O.S message that says "Help! I'm in an emergency. Please call me."

This message will freak people out, like it did to me.

So anyway, I'll tell you what happened with this whole S.O.S. message incident.

It happened less than 15 minutes ago. I was chatting with my sister and I was reciting my English oral presentation to her, when suddenly her phone starting (I don't even know what's the right word for this) BEEPING. And it's not the usual you-have-received-a-text-message buzz from cellphones; this BEEP was like those kind of emergency alarm system they have in top secret facilities you hear in movies.

Yes, THAT BEEP. The one that usually comes with a red siren warning.

OMG, I've found the right word for it.

My sister's phone started SIREN CALLING.

And my first thought was that my sister had like a new message tone or something. But apparently it was THAT S.O.S. MESSAGE from my GODBROTHER. So I panicked. I thought he'd been kidnapped or something. Another part of me thought he was joking, but I didn't think that he would play such a stupid joke. I mean, c'mon la, such jokes are just plain IDIOTIC.

You could cause a HEART ATTACK. THE MESSAGE RECIPIENT COULD'VE DIED.

Well ANYWAY, I called him immediately. And apparently he was in tuition and he said something about his S.O.S. message system blah blah blah and all I knew was I was shouting at him and he was apologizing.

BAHHHH.

I don't even know how many CAPS I used. You count.

Oh and I'm not mad. I'm just.....agitated.

So so stupid, I tell you.

Well, It's The Truth!

It just struck me.

Do you what's the best thing in Malaysia? :)

It's the ability of the people to come up with a song for just about every occasion.

Like, they have a song (or in most cases- songs) about Malaysia's flag, and about the Independence Day of Malaysia, and the Rukun Negara, and about Denggi, and about how to clean the compound of your house to avoid Denggi and even one about some Toilet campaign.

I swear, I am not kidding.

My tution teacher has just about every song that Malaysia has created for past occasions, present occasions and occasions-to-come.

It's kindda cool isn't it? :D

Go search on Youtube.

I tell you I am not kidding.

Let's Paint The Town, We'll Shut It Down

Right.

So I found out that the Black-Eyed Peas are coming to Malaysia on the 25th of September, their event is for non-Muslim, 18 years old and above fans because it's an alcoholic event organized by Guinness and that it's held at a theme park near KL.

So that means I need a plan to sneak into the concert without being detected.

And disguising myself as a hooker definitely will not work.

If only I was 2 years older!!! :(

I bet you their concert will be HUGE, and that it'll be AWESOME.

OMG, it's held in a theme park right?

I'll just spend one whole day in the theme park, and I'll ride the ferris wheel over and over and over and over and over again (they can't chase me out because I'm paying to ride the ride!) and I'll view the concert from the ferris wheel- hopefully they'll stop the ferris wheel (when I'm exactly at the top) when the concert starts, realize that they have someone stuck on top of the ferris wheel when the concert ends and let me down.

This way I get to enjoy the whole concert without drinking any alcohol, paying only the ferris wheel ride tickets and I won't be breaking any rules!

Either that or I'll dress up as an 18 year old, but my height'll give me away.

I'll fake my IC or something.

I'm not desperate to get into the concert la, it's just that it's the BLACK-EYED PEAS and they're my favourite band at the very moment!

I Am Not A Quitter!

And I repeat this: I am not a quitter. If there's anything to fight about, I shall fight!, and that includes trying to beat KwanSeng at something. *nods determinely*

Anyway, I'M BAAAAACK!

I had a one day trip to Melaka, which was decided by my parents just an hour before leaving the house.

Things To Note During My Trip:

On The Way To Melaka, I-

1. ate Cuttlefish CrackerBalls.

2. wondered if there was going to be any fireworks today even though fireworks were banned (banned, right?) from this year's Merdeka Celebration.

3. planned my next blog post.

4. texted a lot (shame on me!)

5. felt really, really bored.

In Melaka, I-

1. had curry chicken pie for lunch. Omggggg it was so gooooooddd.

2. had a chance to wear my shades.

3. went for a stroll at the beach.

4. played with 1 month old puppies!

5. texted some more (shame, shame, shame)

6. gazed longingly at a white Vincci purse that my mom wouldn't buy for me.

On My Way Back From Melaka, I-

1. stuffed myself with plum strips.

2. wished Dad would turn the air-conditioner to a lower temperature.

3. listened to my iPod.

4. texted some MORE.

5. got a told off from Mom about the radiation of cellphones and to stop texting.

Back Home From Melaka, I-

1. realized something very unbelievable from Facebook.

2. was listening to the sound of illegal fireworks but everyone seems to be such a goody-two-shoes this year.

3. couldn't find as many people on Facebook as I did yesterday.

And with that I end my post.

Oh yes:

HAPPY MERDEKA.

Facebook Addict

I promised myself that I would study hard this holiday.

But it's the holidays and before I knew it I found myself sitting in front of the laptop and watching TV shows and BOOM! half the day was gone.

And so I went to the condo to get some distraction-free-study-hours time and I ended digging up every single DVD I could find to watch.

I am such a failure.

I Have No Idea What To Name This Post

I am definitely what most people would call a planner.

I plan things, though not obsessively. But, well, who on earth isn't a planner?

I'm just the kind of person who likes to plan an outline in her life. I like to gouge a pathway (even if it's just a sketch of the pathway) as to where I'm heading towards in the future. It gives me a sense of comfort and relief knowing that I'm not lost in the middle of nowhere, and that I at least have a road to walk on.

It's just like the whole which-university-should-i-go-to thing. Most people would go "Agh, you're just a Form 4. You've still got plenty of time to decide."

Which is quite true, I guess. But if you think about it. Being a Form 4 is just less than two years away from graduating, and to me that's like having less than two minutes to decide between buying a red dress of a blue one.

Okay that was a very lame example, and you probably don't get what I mean, because you're not Rachel The Life Planner. Not the Daily Planner, because I cannot stand planning every single detail of my life- that's not fun. But the Life Planner, as in I like to have an outline of my Life.

And just for the record, today is my Daddy's birthday, so:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! :)

Purple is the colour of royalty. Look it up.

:D

Bread and Olives

I've had 5 people so far today who told me I appeared in theSTAR newspaper.

I am honoured but at the same time not so honoured because that picture of me was a candid picture. UGHHH candid pictures.

Anyway, I want to congratulate both my erm, godbrothers who passed their driving test and now have their driving licences. So awesome! I have less about 8 more months until I can drive. Girls can drive at 17, right?

But until then my godbrothers can drive me around, as promised:

Chris: Btw, andrew n i passed our driving tests. he got his licence but mine is still on the way because of some complications.

Me: Yay! So you guys can like, drive me around?

Chris: Ya, bt I would prefer to drive a manual car.

Me: My mom has a manual car.

And there we've achieved an agreement, as you can quite see. :D

But that would mean they have to drive all the way from Kepong to my house to fetch me, which I am pretty sure that they wouldn't mind, seeing as they love driving.

8 more months, people! 8 more months. :)

Where The Wild Things Are

Okay I'm really not sure if Prince Simba is a male or a female.

Because at his/her age it's still quite hard to determine the gender. But it LOOKS like a male.

Well if it's not a male then I'll just call it Nala. :)

Sophie too actually. She LOOKS like a female, and if I assumed wrongly then we'll just pretend Sophie is some ancient French name for males. Awesome, right? :D

Well anyway, Prince Simba's going to the animal shelter tomorrow. :(

And it's really very sad, because I've gotten attached to him (I get attached to anything that I name), and I really really hope he gets a good patient owner.

And I hope I don't get any more stray/stranded kittens. No, not because I don't love them or anything (on the contrary I love kittens to bits) but it's because having stray/stranded kittens in my house under temporary custody means that there are cruel evil owners out there who doesn't even have the decency to make sure that their kittens get a good home.

Shit them. I'm sorry but really- shit them.

Oh yes, and my water bubble that swelled up as a result to my burnt finger just popped itself in school at the last period.

YUCKS.

PRINCE SIMBA.

Hello!

Just the other day Mom and I found this kitten under Mom's car. There was a long story about how we thought Mom nearly squashed it, but she didn't and the kitten's fine.

So we adopted the kitten- temporarily. Until Thursday where Mom'll have the time to send Prince Simba (that's the kitten's name) to the Animal Shelter.

That's the second kitten we've rescued so far this year. And they are ADORABLE. :)

Prince Simba is nothing like Sophie- our first rescued kitten- because:

#1: He meows. A LOT. About 15 to 30 times per minute.

#2: He's a male kitten.

#3: I think he's afraid of heights.

#4: He can run away and hide under tables and cupboards and boxes when you turn around for 5 seconds and turn back again.

Pictures as below: :DDDDD

And as my sister says, he brings out my maternal instincts.

Which, bytheway, I think is SO TRUE LOH. :)

Oh and if you're reading this, I want you to know that it's okay. :)

Letters From A Nut

I burnt my finger today. :(

At school. :(

My left hand ring finger to be exact. :(

Now there's like a red scar, like a scorch mark or something on my finger.

OMG! What if that marks stays there forever?

Then when I get engaged some day and when my fiance proposes to me on one knee and wants to put the engagement ring on my finger, he'll look at it and say "Honey, the ring can't fit because your finger is still swollen as it was XX years ago when you burnt you hand in high school."

AAAAAH! Not that that'll be a big problem because rings can be exchanged but the whole proposal will be RUINEDDDD.

OR what if the burnt mark brings me all the way down to my wedding day, and when my husband is about to put my wedding ring on my finger, he glances at my finger and says "Sweetheart, I just realized how red and ugly and swollen and fat your finger is."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

T_________________________T

Oh wait, I just examined my finger and realized that my burnt mark isn't red, it's more of a pinkish colour.

So then my husband will instead say, "Sweetheart, I just realized how pink and ugly and swollen and fat your finger is."

EEEEP! :(

But other than that, and another thing, I had a really fun time in school today reading my Letters From A Nut Scholastic book that I received just this morning when I found this parcel on my desk, which I heard arrived on Saturday and nobody even BOTHERED to bring it home for me for safekeeping and instead left it on my desk to rot (not that it did) for the weekend.

Bah.

Blank.

I shall not complain about it, because complaining doesn't make me a better person or anything.

So I shall just let it go, and enjoy the rest of my Sunday doing my bloody Civic project.

>FJADHSKJFHKJSBDF NQE)(U@(*$&am!!!!!!

Nothing Extreme, As You Said!

There's so such thing as pouring water on the ground and making the rain fall.

Okay maybe such theory exists, but pouring a smaaall blob of water on the grounds of the school field does not cause the sky to tear up.

It's all just a coincidence I tell you.

ALL JUST A COINCIDENCE.

We Shall Dominate The World!

I've been addicted to Youtube the past few days, it's a wonder how many weird and funny videos people upload there every second!

But also sad that sometimes, just sometimes, they don't have the video(s) that I was looking for.

Anyway, I think that raging teenager hormones sometimes push us (teenagers) into doing something that we haven't thought twice before doing. These hot-tempered actions put us into deadly consequences that we just might not be ready to deal with, and then we think back and realize that that was such a stupid move we made in the first place.

But I think regretting our actions are far beyond our reach at that moment (the moment where we have to deal with our deadly consequences) and the best thing to do is to find a way to solve it without trying to cause up big disturbances. But if big disturbances do somehow pop up, I feel the best way is to not be stressed out by it (haha, yeah right. But it's just an advice anyway) and just hold on to your dignity and find the best possible way to save the mistake that you made in the first place.

And as for why I'm blogging all this, for all you know I could be crapping. ;)

Burn My Body

I HAVE TAKEN A STEP CLOSER TO MY GOAL.

YES I HAVE, PEOPLE.

YES. I. HAVE.

:D

Correct Me If I'm Wrong.

Hello!

Boy have I got a lot to update!

Well, actually, maybe I don't have that much to update but a lot has certainly happened for the past few days! :D

On Sunday night there was Shu's Party, which was held in Souled Out and was totally awesome!

Party details shall be refrained from being exposed in this blog for a reason.

Oh and the very next day after the party, I had to wake up much earlier than usual to prepare myself for the Patriotic Month celebration. Brought my camera there too but didn't take any pictures at all.

My feet hurt so badly after the afternoon procession that I could barely walk! This is all the result of having to stand immovably straight wearing 2 inch plus heels for about an hour.

Okay fine I have pretty much nothing to update on this blog.

I think those people from the University of Sheffield are right. If I want to become what I hope to become in the future, I must be highly opinionated and I must have a higher self-esteem.

And so from now on I vow to change for the better! :)

Squeezing Limes

Here're a few things that I'd like to blog about:

Firstly and foremostly, on congratulating my sister CHELSEA, who has managed to kick her butt into the school's inter-class chinese debate competition finals even though she has no experience whatsoever in the formal art of debating but has had lots of chances to argue and negotiate in Monopoly. Which I bet it helps in the debate, right?

CONGRATULATIONS again! :)

As a dear sister I am always here for you in need of any support (any at all) and that I think you could really, really fulfill an awesome career in Law.

I wish I have your kind of brains.

Secondly, I went shopping on Wednesday after school with mommy, who bought me a 70 dollar pair of beige heels (which may not be that nice in the eyes of some) which are about 2 inches + high, and have been my first ever pair of high heels. Yes, that's right- all my life I've been wearing flip flops and sandals and flats and kitten heels but never once, high heels.

And so, I feel so grown-up and lady like and possibly- womanly. Haha!

Thirdly, I have figured out what to wear exactly for the Patriotic Month celebration with what shoes to match and everything. In short, I've planned how I'm supposed to look while parading the erm, parade? I just hope I don't look ghastly.

Fourthly, I feel so insecure about my future. As in my what-college-or-university-to-apply-to future.

Fifth, when I look at everyone around me and their talents, I feel like an utterly useless, talent-less loser.

That's all.

Too Much Too Good A Thing

I was searching the Internet and I came across digital Post-It notes like these:



Aren't they adorable? You can never get enough of the Internet, I tell ya!

Oh yes yes, before I forget (and I do keep forgetting), I'm an offical flag bearer of the Patriotism Month celebration for school! And I'll be wearing a Punjabi suit costume and heels. With makeup.
Haha! :D

Elephant And Castle

Our school celebrity of the week: this really sweet and petite-looking Japanese girl who's visiting our school for 5 days. :D

And she's really caused the bombshell to go off in our school, especially the FormFours.

4S2 has currently hit the top charts for Most Visited Class Of The Year I tell you; there're boys crowding around the class just to get a glimpse of her.

But really, she's such a nice and sweet thing! I think she has this really cool Japanese accent, oh and her pink Nike sport shoes are really something. :D

Haha.

It's such a pity she's not in my class, and I hope she's not freaked out by all the sudden attention given to her on her first day in a Malaysian high school.

I really regret giving up on learning Japanese, because who knew that speaking Japanese might come in handy one day!

Oh if there was one sentence I would tell our newcomer, I'd tell her: Welcome to our school! Please don't be frightened by all the crazy boys you see, because usually, they're not that crazy!

Or something of that lame note. =.=

Other than that, today was a pretty boring and humid day.

Duhh.

Hello!

Report Card Day was fun. I went class-hopping, had a bearded picture of me drawn onto the back of my hand by Pei, and ran up and down the school.

I had a feeling I was talking and laughing very loudly in class, but my form teacher told my mom that I was very quiet in class.

I mean, I guess I'm quiet during her class, but I think I'm usually pretty noisy in class loh. Not that anyone gives a damn about it. Why should they anyway?

Moving on, I just read JingHui's blog, and there's this picture where she took during Bio that has my big fat leg innit. I think that my arms and legs don't go together, because I have like these skinny sticks for arms, and big clumps of meat for legs. :/

OH and as for today: HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN MICHELLE ANNE LEONG, who's like the prettiest european+asian girl I've seen, ever. She has these really big pretty eyes that I envy so much loh. :)

And, and she got this guinea pig for her birthday present, which we named Kimora (you know, after Kimora Lee Simmons), but then after that ChenLynn wanted Gracie, so now it's erm, Gracemora. X)

Oh yes so we were playing with Gracemora in the EdBoardRoom, and she pooped quite a lot. And I had to clean up all the poop you know. Yes, that's right; I'm Rachel, the Poop Cleaner. =.=

OMG. My pendrive isn't working! IT WON'T BLOODY OPEN.

AAAAAH!

Cuttlefish

I feel so super awesome today.

I feel totally enthusiastic about life today loh.

And this, my friends, was proven when I was giving this, erm, speech about how we must embrace life and all its goodness during Bio today. HAHA.

Jing Hui and I went totally high on the highness scale when we were doing that experiment where we had to burn a peanut and this ikan bilis, and we both felt so sorry for the poor dead headless ikan bilis.

OH OH, and that was when I gave another speech about how the poor fish (it IS a fish, right?) was born, and then it was killed, and then it was burnt. =.=

But I bet you that you would give the exact same speech when you saw the how the boys in my class were burning all those corpses of the ikan bilis into ashes.

AND then they started singing Fire Burning while doing so. X)

I think I rate my highness on my highness scale a 10/10 for me, for I have never been this crazy before. :)

Which is a good thing, right? I mean, how could it be a bad thing?

p/s: I think I should remove my chatbox, again. No one ever posts any comments on it anyway, so I really don't see the whole point of having it there.