I finally found the verse Mrs. Yee has suggested that the lazy don't eat.
For this is written as in Proverbs 19:15,
"Laziness casts one into a deep sleep,
And an idle person will suffer hunger."
And I am afraid I will die of starvation.
No matter how fun LSS5 can be, I want to leave as soon as possible. The environment there is all right and the personalities of the people within that four-walled classroom are interesting, but, it's so difficult for me to fit in. I don't feel a sense of belonging being a part of it. I want July to come sooner.
I've been tagged by Aisyah but I'll only do it later.
Mr. Karu asked me why I wanted to take B.M.. "I just like the subject!" came as a reply. He looked at me as though I came from Mars. I suppose he reacted that way because I am one of the few students who would be interested in that subject.
Mrs. Tan is freaking me out. I don't know why, but whenever she looks at me while speaking to the class just makes me feel nervous. I can't imagine what will happen if she were to call me to speak in front of the class. First, my heart would beat so fast and hard that it might burst. Secondly, my knees would start to tremble along with my hands and lips. And when my lips tremble, I can't speak properly which causes me to stammer and blabber in gibberish. Soon after that, she would have the impression that I came from another planet because she would not be able to comprehend me. How embarassing! I DON'T WANT TO SPEAK!! But I should know better that there's no way escaping this ordeal. I just have to get it done and over with quick.
If my application is rejected, I will definitely reapply.
Just came back from KL about 3 days ago after tasting the 'best' wines I've ever tasted. Red is better than white though. But I still prefer Sprite more simply because it's more tasty.
Feeling tired now and can't manage to spill anything here. I better sleep now. That's it duyun. I posted this for the sake of you. Appreciate it, will you? Hehe. =)
The AF fever is back. This Saturday will be the first concert and I can't wait to watch. In the meantime, I have made a resolution. I'll skip the diaries and only watch the concert alone. The three Ds are what I see repeatedly in my mind now. Devotion, Discipline, Diligence.
Last two nights ago, I had a dream about this lion which came into my house. I don't know how it got in because the gates were closed and the only possibility that I could think of was that it went through the gates. And I thought that was the end of my life. It came near to me and I shut my eyes tight. Please don't come near me, please don't. I have a lot more to do with my life. I don't want to be devoured!! But dreams are dreams. The impossible happened. I stretched my arms out to the lion and gave it a hug. It responded by putting one of it's paws on my shoulder and hug me just the same.
It's really weird to have such a dream. It's even weirder when my mom told me she saw a cat in her dream that very same night. She told me that a cat came into the house. Well, of course, the cat she was referring to was just an ordinary cat. Not a big cat like The Lion.
I believe our dreams did linked together in a way or another which is what I call CATTY dreams.
Recently, my mom has invented a new phrase. It's raining Rosie and Saffy. Yes, Rosie is a cat. She's my neighbour's cat. I'll try putting her picture here as soon as I had snapped it. She's cute and Saffy loves barking at her. Maybe she's just jealous of Rosie's beauty. Haha.
I am online not because I am trying to kill time. I have serious stuffs to do. I am doing my homework. Haa! You didn't read this wrongly. I am INDEED doing my homework ONLINE.Nucleus, mitochondrion and chloroplasts have many features in common. Describe the similarities and differences in their structure, distributions and functions. (another 15 freaking marks)
Similarities:
- they are located in the cell
- they are called organelles
Differences:
- they are of different shapes and sizes
-they have different functions
And I am tired. I can't imagine the expression on her face if I were to hand in these answers to her. She'll be horrified and might paralyse instantly due to the shock she received after reading my work of masterpiece. When she recovers, she'll award me with a HUGE EGG in red for each question thanking me in gratitude for such absurd and extraordinary answers. Of course, I will gladly receive them as I know I truly deserve them more than anyone else.
At the same time, I don't want to be bashed up by Miss So-And-So. That is why I am searching so hard for decent answers to be put into writing.
Still waiting in anticipation for the Approval,
Me
The second week of school has been a mixture of fun and stressful week. For one thing, I realised that I love MUET more and more. Phonetics is so interesting that I actually discovered so many words that I have mispronounced for so many years ever since I learnt to speak. And of course, that makes me realised the fact that I am so poor in English that I don't deserve to get A for the oral exams last year.
Other subjects did not capture my attention as much as MUET. I am so sick of studying in a class where I don't feel that I belong in it and the whole idea of continuing with science just bothers me a lot.
Chemistry is such a fascinating subject. The teacher is so well, I should say, near perfect and her teaching never goes wrong. There's not a moment of awkwardness during her lessons. Everything is well explained and I know there's no reason for me not to understand all the concepts she has so carefully drilled into our tedious brains. Maybe, it's only MY brain. But queer as it is, I still can't find myself well-suited enough to study it. My brain has been rejecting it countless times.
I shall not talk about Biology as I am no longer, maybe sort of, lost a total interest in the subject. I failed in my first attempt to use the microscope in the lab. In fact, I failed ALL the attempts. I just don't fit to use such gadgets. And I will never learn to. I am always lost when the teacher speaks. Every term seems so foreign to me. I don't even recall having heard such terms last two years. For instance, isn't cytoplasm and cytosol the same thing? Why is there two different words? And what on earth are plasmids? Do they appear as free particles as well in the cell?
I AM IN TOTAL CONFUSION!!
Time to chill out. I am going to read economics now. At least I feel comfortable and have the joy memorising all the facts. I am not exaggerating if I say I feel like I was born to study social science. I made the wrong choice last two years and I will never repeat my mistake again this year.
I am too lazy to blog. Anyway, here's a post.
The first day of school is not so bad after all. At least I don't have to continue rotting at home. I get to shake those moss around me. =)
When we were asked to assemble on the basketball court upon registeration, I remember something that I thought funny. During my years in Convent, we used to assemble on the volleyball court. Now, we have the basketball court. From the 'volley' to the 'basket'. If I have the chance, I want to try other courts too. But it'll be impossible, I know.
Next, we went into the hall for the orientation. A power point presentation was put up. It showed the achievements of the school and also the well known and successful beings who had been studying in the school decades of years ago. I managed to whispered to one of my friends, "One day your picture will be there on the power point too!" Upon hearing this, she chuckled. "Nah, not mine. Yours will be there la." "No! Not mine either!"
Then, I saw him. The school moderator! He looks really scary at times, especially when he shouted over the mic once when the noise in the hall grew louder. You know what to expect when a few hundreds of students are seated in the hall and have to listen the whole day. They become restless of course! I dare say he can scold very well and silence fell once again. Very effective of him to do so. Hmm. Students are bound to listen to him.
And the worst part of it? I'll be seeing him tomorrow! I just wish and wish that he will not be that scary as I saw him as he was today. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day for him.
There's a privilege for girls. This was the first time I heard such rule is applied in schools. Two girls get to share a pass while the boys are required to take a pass each before leaving the classroom. Cool, isn't it?
Why such a privilege? Maybe the girls' toilets are inhabited by ghouls. That's why company is needed. Anyway, the boys are supposed to be happier because they have the 5-star toilet. Yeah, the girls' toilet have no stars.
And the school canteen is not called a 'canteen'. Not called a 'tuck shop' either. It's called a ......
| What Your Face Says |
 At first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced. Overall, your true self is passionate and physical. With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react. In love, you seem mysterious and interesting. In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic. |
| You Are a Fortune Cookie |
 You're a rather normal person, except that you have extraordinary luck in life. People want to be around you (even when they're a little sick of you), in hopes of being lucky too! |
| You Are 10% Boyish and 90% Girlish |
Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine. You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you. A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down. But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible. |
Saffy bit the scraper today. No, I mean the handle of the scraper. She can't bite metals. Yes, she is not sent away and that's one thing I am happy about. But I am just disappointed that she did it again! Biting the helpless handle into a million pieces until all I could see was the remains of the it. Saw dust.
The other day I was speaking to my mom about earning money and she mentioned about building a house entirely made of rubber for Saffy when I've earned enough. And she added that I should stuff more rubber in it so that she could sit and bite for the whole day, probably for the rest of her life. I found it so funny that I laughed and coughed at the same time. Maybe that's what I call a hearty laugh which I have never had in a long while. Laughter is indeed the best medicine. Why? Because I forgot that I was sick when I laugh and the illness seems to disappear for a while.
And I hope the Chinese will win the Thomas Cup. Go! Go! Go!
They were using hand signals when they play. I don't know what they meant but I thought it was a great strategy. Maybe it's used to increase the coorperation between the players. Haa! And I suppose the Danes didn't notice that. Good job to the Chinese!
And I have to go and visit the moderator in school for sure. I heard that he's a fierce guy. Or maybe he's just cool like one of my friends said. I just wish it's the latter one. Maybe I should try my luck and hope I manage to escape from this ordeal as soon as possible. May God bless me. I want to go to arts so badly.
If anyone of you who is going to St. Michael and is changing stream, please tell me, okay? I don't want to go through this alone.
I am falling sick. It has been two days since I caught this flu and my nose is still runny. Before, I am sceptical of whether this was caused by the chicken rice I consumed, but now, I am certain that indeed, that CHICKEN RICE IS THE SOURCE.
Fear not, I haven't got the bird flu symptoms.
Well, at least that's what I think. Maybe I should go and check with the doctor to confirm whether I am positive for bird flu. Oh, please! I don't want to die yet.
I might die not of bird flu but of sorrow. I rather die of sadness as I think that kind of death is more tragic and dramatic. Maybe not. Enough of dying. Let's get to another point before I start to digress further to mortuary, graveyard and so on.
A major incident has surfaced this morning. And because of that incident, I am about to lose Saffy forever. Why must she do such a thing when she knew it's wrong? Why can't she be trained? Why did she have to bite dad's slippers when that would cause his anger to erupt? It's not the first time she did it. Countless times, it had been.
I don't know what's playing in her small, canine brain. But one thing for sure, I might not be able to keep her for long. So if I do not post entries about her in future, it's understood that she's no longer with me. I can't type anymore. My heart aches as I imagine what life she would lead when I'm not with her. I just pray that her new owner will be kind and compassionate to her.
Shopping using Plastic is so much fun. Well, the Plastic I mean is the credit card. It's so easy to make payments with it.
No cash required. Just present the card and SIGN. Simple and neat.
Went shopping today at Jusco and it was really crowded. Nonetheless, we managed to get a parking lot and stroll and shop for about 4 HOURS.
That was pretty long, isn't it?
There's something that I thought was funny when I saw the long queue at the Chicken Rice stall. It seemed that everyone has forgotten all about bird flu. It's FREE AND SAFE to eat now! Now that's what I call a GREEN light. I too can't resist chicken rice any longer and followed the crowd. Am I at risk? I hope not....
I DON'T WANT TO DIE JUST YET. =)
I bought a new collar for Saffy as she broke hers when she had a misfortune two days ago. Well, I'll save that story for another day. It's an orange collar with Digimon design on it. Cool and sporty, I should say.
I slept through the whole afternoon. The weather is getting so warm now that I can't help escaping it by sleeping. When I finally woke up, it's already raining and the glistening raindrops in the sky didn't help much to bring the temperature down. Hot showers!
I went to the school's Open Day which was organised by the Interact Club. It started and ended punctually. Good performances were held and I couldn't help flashing back my school days when I was there for 5 years of education. Good and bad memories came back to me.
When I look at the classrooms, I remembered where I sat and chatted with my treasured friends during intervals and also I could actually feel the pressure studying for the exams during those times. Well, except that the feeling of pressure now is a much relieved one as I realised I have gone through so much and grown more learned and matured in the years. I really can't thank the school enough for moulding and shaping me so carefully so that I became who I am today.
At least, I didn't turn into a bad, rotten egg. :D
When I look at the corridors, I remembered about recess time when I did not eat and stood at one spot along it, staring at the other students enjoying their meal, laughing and teasing among their friends. Occasionally, I would read and complete my assignments in the corridor outside the classroom.
I've got so used to Convent that I don't think I will be able to forget it. Oh, those cherished moments I had in school could not possibly be replaced or compared with the memories that are equally worthy to be kept safe in my heart. They were obtained from school and of course, I will never experience them again after I stepped out of school completely in future.
I just came back from Japan! No, I am just kidding. Haha.
Well, how I wish I could fly to Japan just to admire the beauty of Mother Nature. I want to see the beautiful and breath-taking scenery of cherry blossoms. I've seen enough of sunflowers, hibiscus and bougainvillaea. In fact, I see them most of the days in my life.
Sometimes, I feel like I am an ungrateful child. I have everything that I've ever needed and yet that everything doesn't seem to be enough. Then, when I begin to realise how fortunate I am to have a roof above my head, shielding me from rain and shine, I think about people who can't even afford to have a place they can call home.
It's then only I noticed that I am more fortunate than the majority of the people of the world. I am really a fool to think of something like this. I have enough to eat and sometimes more than I could afford to finish. Food comes in handy. But for those who barely have enough to eat for the day, or worse, couldn't eat proper food at all and the only source of nutrients comes from the dirt and grass, don't they deserve the right to complain more than I do?
Therefore, always count our blessings. We may think we deserve a better life than it is, but by learning to count every single blessing God has poured out so abundantly for us will definitely change us to be a more cheerful and wholesome person. Taking all the best things we have for granted is not the way it should be. The attitude to appreciate is very, very important.
There's only about a month more to go and I am going to say a sweet goodbye to my holidays. I will move on and go with the flow of time to the place I will soon call my school.
During these times when I have had so much time to think about the past, I thought about something very crucial in life.
Life is like a dessert. You can choose to enjoy it or give it up for the sake of dieting. I realised that there are so many opportunities out there waiting for people to grab hold of them. Yet, most people just let the chances go and blame the world for the sad lives they lead.
Why can't these people get on their feet and keep a wide lookout for those rare opportunities rather than just wait at home for Opportunities to come knocking on their doors?
Success doesn't drop down from the sky.
We only live once. Don't wait for chances to come. Look for them.
I am all stuck and lost for words to post up an entry.
Frankly speaking, from the bottom of my heart, I really admire those who really have everlasting ideas to write, be it their lives experiences or just thoughts.
I have no visions on my future or whatsoever, but one thing for certain, I know I will have to go through a hard time in achieving my goals. A whole lump of perseverance and passion in all that I do will certainly contribute a lot in nearing success. Now that I see how tedious it is to get what I want, I was thinking why can't goals in life be like goals in football matches? The players score goals just like eating chocolates!!
I won't say a piece of cake because cakes are hard to eat sometimes. Once the texture is too soft, you'll mess up whatever you are eating it on as it crumbles and breaks into another millions of pieces even if you grasp it gently between your fingers. If it's too hard, you will be eating rock cakes, the ones Hagrid made in Harry Potter. Chocolates are different.
Speaking of chocolates, I am craving for a piece right now. Maybe a bar. It's very funny because I don't mind eating chocolates in BULK (this is a bit too much, I know), but if you were to order me to eat a whole tub of ice-cream, I will say an absolute NO without thinking twice. A second is enough for me to think and answer. It's weird how my brain says YES to chocolates and NO to other fattening desserts.
And I suddenly have the idea that I am a hypocrite. At the beginning of this entry, I claimed to have nothing to say but in the end I have so much senseless things formed in strings of words here. Maybe I am bound to be one. Hate me, I don't care. Love me, and I will love you too. :)
Here's something that I wish to share with you. You will see how dumb Saffy is.
I seriously have no life. All I do is record some nonsense videos and upload them onto the net. Have fun watching!
She took five minutes to chew on a dried apple. It's not her first time eating that though. I guess she has no life just like me.
The recording is blur though. Blame me for my unprofessionalism. :D
