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 -!

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

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.

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.

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 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

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. ;)

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.

YOU HAVE TO READ THIS: I Am Not Kidding You

Ohmygosh, I cannot believe what just happened! What happened was what I shall now name The Great Mouse Incident, so you can obviously assume that it has something to do with a mouse. And you are correct!

Well, it started when Mum came home, and we were talking in the living room, when I noticed my dog scratching and barking at a bonzai plant. She was digging the bottom of the bonzai pot and she kept putting her nose under there to sniff- you know, the way dogs do when they find something curious and/or exciting.

And so Mum and I went out to check, and at first we thought it was a snake (because the other day we found a snake in the garden, long story). But then this little brown furry thing scuffled out, and it was this GIANT MOUSE. It was kind of cute actually.

And then the GIANT MOUSE ran over to the shoe rack, and my dog followed, barking and sniffling away like mad. And then- it ran into the house (the bloody door was open).

Mum and I ran back into the house, and we set up a trap for the GIANT MOUSE in the living room, and I brought out a mop (yes, a mop. It was the first utility I spotted when I went to the back to look for a stick) to defend Mum and I (mum was freaked out by the GIANT MOUSE). So yeah, I found it lurking around this someplace and I prodded the surroundings of the GIANT MOUSE with the mop, until it ran back out into the garden.

Right, so back to the garden: my dog (again) barked and chased the GIANT MOUSE everywhere, and the GIANT MOUSE climbed onto the top of this ponzhai plant (yes, it can actually climb), and my dog was jumping and barking at it and I brought this umbrella out to whack it down, but then I didn't. Because right then, I said:

Mum, look, it's so cute!

=.=

So Mum bravely took out the mop and I-dunno-how, she whacked it down and it ran across the garden and my dog chased and then my dog bit the GIANT MOUSE and it died.

But no blood was splattered on the thereshold of the ground so I don't know how it died. Maybe a heart-attack?

So there you go: The Great Mouse Incident.

(I know, right?)

Friday The Thirteenth

Okay, just clarify something: I am NOT going to watch Friday the 13th movie. Heck, I'm not even interested in watching that movie. It doesn't appeal to me, at all. So there.

Oh and for some of you blurheads, I named my post Friday The Thirteenth because TODAY is Friday The Thirteenth. And for some of you even more blurheads, FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH IS BAD LUCK. Why? There are a few theories why so go check it up online.

Oh and I can prove it to you that it's bad luck.

Today:

1. My sister caught a cold and a fever.

2. Her friend forgot to bring her pencilbox to school.

3. The YE interview results came out and some of my friends didn't pass (names shall not be revealed).

4. My Chemistry teacher called me 'baby' when I asked her a question (she calls everyone her 'darling students'. *shudders*).

5. My afternoon was totally horrible. And if you don't know why I shall not tell you.

6. PeiShe got ketchup sauce on her shoe. I hope it doesn't leave a stain.

See? It's bad luck for everyone!

I remember that there were a few more incidents about bad luck, but right now I don't remember any of them.

Oh and the ironic thing about today is that this whole Bad Luck Day happened just one day before Valentine's Day! Which also happens to be the Cross-Country event of my school.

Weird huh? :)

Do You Believe In Aliens?

I was watching the History Channel (yes, the History Channel) and there was this whole documentary about how NASA is hiding evidence of UFO's floating around in space.
I didn't finish watching it, because it got rather boring a little while after wards. But the whole NASA trying to keep possible existing UFO's is a little weird, don't you think?
I mean, they're NASA for god's sake, why wouldn't they want to investigate something like this?

And speaking of weirdness, is it me, or is it common for Math teachers to pile us all up with homework?
Really, you'd think even teachers would have an ounce of sympathy and cut us some slack during the CNY holidays but NO.
Teachers just have to be mean. So darn mean. :S

I don't think I'm getting a lot of angpows this year, because I won't be going to Singapore to do a little CNY relative visiting (how sad isn't it?). I'm stuck in dear old Malaysia finishing my math homework, writing an English oral script and finishing my chinese essay.
Whee, what fun.

Peppermint Ice Cream

Oh, good. I finally finished editing my blogskin and making the chatbox work.

Well, except for the background, which I will leave blank for the time being.

Anyway, I was browsing around Youtube and I saw this "Down With Love" video. And that reminded me of the "Down With Love" movie I watched in Cameron Highlands, and how much I HAVE to get that movie, because I love it so very much!

It's a great story plot, and it is very lovely to watch. And funny too, if I recall correctly. :)

Anyway, my Math teacher, is weird. As weird as weird can be. She's got a very unsual attitude I tell you that.

she threatened not to talk to us for one whole year if we don't pass up our exercise books on time. I mean, what kind of teacher is that?!

Oh gosh, I have to go do my homework now. Toodles!

What To Blog?

I feel so incredibly stupid.
I can never remember what I want to blog about, so I wrote my list of blogging-abouts on a piece of paper. And then I lost the paper, so I didn't blog about anything.

And now, I found my paper, so here I am to blog about it. *stupid*

Right. I remember now- the other day I was watching Judo and Wrestling on the Astro Olympics Channel.
JUDO and WRESTLING.
And I find it very funny. I mean, those contestants were grabbing each other shirt's collars, and then grabbing each others legs, and then pounding on top of each other (I will not go into detail about that).
It looked like they were trying to tear each other's shirts off.

*looks at blogging-abouts paper*
Ah yes, another thing- my Gerak Kempur math paper.
I forgot to bring my ruler into the examination classroom.
And in the end, I found out I forgot to bring my ruler to school, which is probably when I searched my pencilbox for the usual examination things to bring into the classroom, I missed my ruler.

P/S: I feel like punching someone right now. Pei, you should know who I mean.

Pffftttt, Carmen.

Hi Carmen, thank you for tackling me outside of your class today.
I almost fell off the building.

=)

Love,
Rachel.

Future[s]

To Mel and Pei, whom we argued about two words during Bon Odori.

There IS a difference between "future" and "futures", and "futures" is NOT a plural for "future"

fu·ture –noun
1. time that is to be or come hereafter.
2. something that will exist or happen in time to come: The future is rooted in the past.
3. a condition, esp. of success or failure, to come: Some people believe a gypsy can tell you your future.

futures
contract to buy or sell a specified amount of a commodity or financial instrument at an agreed price at a set date in the future. If the price for the commodity or financial instrument rises between the contract date and the future date, the investor will make money; if it declines, the investor will lose money. The term also refers to the market for such contracts.

Fat. White. Black. Bear.

Can you believe that PeiShe went off to study and left me alone online?
And exams just ended 2 days ago.
And she's off to study for the PMR trials.

A class students are really study freaks.
And I'm being influenced by a few of them. =)

I've decided to start studying next week, as I have quite some stuff to do this week.
Such as, reading PS I Love You, watching Amazing Grace, designing the kindergarten poster for my godmother (don't ask, long story) and, er, more.
Yeah.
I have LOADS more to do.
Um-hmm.

Oh, and people, GO WATCH KUNG FU PANDA.
It's ridiculously funny.
The Monkey doesn't talk much though. Poor Jackie Chan.

Road Signs

This is an example of what school exams turn us into: crazy.
Plain crazy.

Studying too hard can lead to good results, but it can also conclude to dire consequences.
Yes, DIRE people, weren't you reading?!

If you don't believe me, I have pure proof of what too-serious-a-study can do to you.


Here is a clear example taken from PEISHE's blog.
Freaky.

6 days gone, 1 left to endure

Finally. (I found out that I like to start posts with "finally"s. Weird, huh?)
The tough part of my school mid-terms are gone.

Gone.
With the wind! =)

Tomorrow is the last day of exam, and I'm actually looking forward to it.
Not looking forward to the end of the exams, but looking forward to the Art exam.
I'm fully prepared for Art practical, where we have to draw a picture based on the title chosen.

And I chose a fishing boy.
Yes, well, I wanted to choose the scene at the railway station, but then my Art teacher said it's impossible to finish it in 2 hours time.
So now, I'm going for fishing.
Yes, dead, boring fishing.

It's better than drawing raw vegetables (sorry, Pei) or big unusual flowers in a mystical garden.
I mean, I wouldn't want to spend 2 hours doodling over the colour of my petite BIG flowers.
Come on, they're FLOWERS.

Forgive me. I'm crapping. It's the exams that turned us into this. Ask Pei. She wrote an experiment based on HERSELF.