weeding

Here's a counter-post directed to lindsay virgo :)


Who turned my tedious jobs of pulling weeds into something to laugh about.
But now that you mention it, it DOES look like someone's spine (in a dark and sick way)

Of course. Weeding calms me very much. Therapeutic so to speak. haha.
Here's to future weeding sessions :D

First Week

The first week of schooling has already ended!! Cheers people.
Now, all that we have to do now is do go through it 40 times!!

For me, it was chaotic as usual.
I started out going to my 4Science2 class only to find how boring and lonely it was. You can say it was a malay dominant class. Of course, chinese people prefer handling calculators and dissecting knives than pens and paint brushes.
In a non-racist way, I, a rooster entered a cage filled with pigeons.

The whole time I was there, every chai who entered my class would excite me thinking it was Boon. "Where the eff is Boon?!?!?"

Well, at least i learned a lesson. A contradiction to what most civic teachers blab about. Follow your road my ass!!

So, now, I am proud to be in 4Science1. Though, I dislike Biology. I'll probably hold a strike when the dissecting comes. It's not that I'm squeamish. I believe that we don't have the right to take a living thing's life (excluding weeds) in the name of science or any other name.

So. here are the weird and wonderful teachers of 4sc1.

Mr Ganeshan(Phy) a.k.a Mr G
He's one of the dudes. Talks like the dudes.
Quote(to Boon) : Thambi Illeh Kunji. Brother, you don't own a "you-know-what"

Mr Chan(hist) a.k.a Ah Chat
Undescribable. He scares almost everyone in class (not me). From his sudden mood changes to his sudden jumps into drama mode. In a nut shell, he's just weird.
Quote(TO me) : Oleh sebab kau dapat 7A, saya akan gunting rambut depan sahaja. *snip* (My fringe reduced to a freshly mown lawn)

Mz Dodampe(ENg) a.k.a Mz Dodampe
Same teacher from last year. Always correcting our grammar. Still fun and motherly.
Expect a lot of brainstorming sessions.
Quote (To Class) : You all have seeds of greatness within.

Pn Norhana(Chem) a.k.a yet to be named
She's new to the class. So, i can't say much.
Quote (to me) : Anwering my question- "Is chemistry fun?" - "NO"

Pn Chua(add maths) a.k.a Mummy!!!
Well, what else do you expect from AM teachers. What, teacher? HUH?
Quote (to class) : Add Maths lingo- one to one, many to many, many to one etc.

Well. that's all i can think of. The rest are either never seen before or are too boring to be written down. haha

Well, it seems Sc1 will be a great class!!

Form 4

It's almost new year... once again, time has unexpectedly flew right by without consent. Almost all my days were spent facing my computer screen, books, and weeds. (there goes my eyesight)
Well, this time, I'm not gonna tell you how I wasted my holidays because believe it or not, I feel contented and I'm waiting to start wearing crisp white shirts and tacky green slacks again. (no sarcasm intended)

Furthermore, next year will be a very important year. That's when I'll be moving up the educational ladder: I'll be Form 4!!

Form 4, where our subjects will be focused on our chosen streams.
Have you chosen yours yet?
Just like little fishes swimming up stream. As we swim further inland, forks in the river will force us to choose paths. Each path promising different obstacles we must face in the future.

So, which path do we take?
Well, if you were a fish in my school, the smart ones are always urged to choose classes from the science stream, and the not-so-smarts ones are given the others, like arts.
they always tell us, we are free to choose whatever we like but sometimes it just seems so bias.
What happened to learning? That's the reason we're in schools right? To learn is our biggest responsibility. But for one thing, the subject doesn't choose you, you choose the subject.

The class division should be based on your interest other than your ability. Like people say, when there's will, there's a way!
So, choose wisely. Ask yourself, do you really want to learn this? Is this what you see yourself in 20 years?

Donald Trump's quote: To be successful, you must enjoy what you do.

That's right, never let the numbers in your paycheck cloud your decision no matter how many digits they are! Would you rather be rich or happy?
So,
remember this.
Like what you do, do what you like.

Eddie's 15!!!

Lucky Eddie's day is today,
So here I'm blogging just to say,
Act your age! Be a man!
If not, you'll never get your Gwen.

And remember whenenver you're teased,
About being a (*cough cough*) shawty, that is,
A man ain't measured by his height,
But actually through his wallet's might.

As i'm sitting here writing this,
You're probably in a pub taking swigs,
Though I'm don't want to spoil the mood,
Make sure you don't wake up with another dude,

So Happy Birthday, i say through text,
Have fun and make sure you survive till the next,
Before i leave you with your celebrating,
"Ya lar, I know, i srewed up genting.

Halfway down the road

Yo. Kj here. Well, it's already december. Yes, old father time suddenly took flight and wizzed by under our very noses.
So. Here am i to torment you on how you wasted your precious time.
Pretty soon we'll all be back in desks, facing the same teachers
as we surf the pages of our loathsome text books.

Ok lah. I won't be a wet blanket for you guys lah. Enjoy what you have now. Well i'm certaintly
enjoying my days. Just chilling. Okay. Maybe more like sleeping and couch potato-ing. Hehe.
Just enjoy that blissed moment of complete nothingness.

So. Lesson of the day. Don't think of what's at the end of the road. Focus on your journey. Record every step. Cherish every moment. Live!!!

Express!!

Hey. i was checking out Namewee's new video on Youtube (Namewee *&^% TNB) .
Well, that's when I inserted a new topic into my cranial forum, the freedom of expression.
As many democratic countries there are, the freedom of expression is one necessity that must be granted. We have power to speak and express whatever we want to. Heck, I'm even doing it now.
Still, many people think we're not given the whole deal here.
Well, from the video comments, I can see the rakyat is making a big brouhaha out of this freedom. Putting it into trivial matters. As I read the comments one by one, it really saddens me (sampai boleh menitis air mata) how people argue among one another. It ashames me that these people are Malaysians. Let me show you couple of those comments. (some are kinda vulgar, seriously!!!)


ntyang88
You not only drop our chinese reputation, you also put us malaysian's reputation at risk by posting this on youtube!! Talk about patriotic duh

ntyang88
Dear Namewee, I agree with you that break downs really caused alot of troubles and I also quite mad about it. But there's no need to go to the office shouting @^$($! here and there, really drop us Chinese 'water face'

desire817 <LOL>
Hello boss, I'm chinese. Look at my face it's yellow, look at my skin, it's yellow! And my favorite lunch is Char Siew Fan!Obviously I'm trying to make a joke that there are some stupid chinese. Don't join those group.

callmesu
this shows how INEFFICIENT tnb muar is. from the way they talk, they way they handle the situation, the way they respond was poor. the staff working were giving tnb a bad name.

desire817
First thing first, I'm a racist. Why? Because Melayu bodoh and Chinese so hai.This is what they call the "first world facility, third world maintenance".If you're a Malaysian, migrate. Because the cops are crocked, the politician corrupted and the citizen lazy. Live some where else and contribute to the world. To be honest, Malaysia is god forsaken country. For those of you who think you can change thing around by "voting" then good luck lah.

deanloh
People listen up: 10 million internet users are watching Youtube each day, just this video alone already exceeded 10,000 views. Before you post another angry comment, let's all of us slow down a little start to be objective.The issue here is a corporation in Malaysia, named TNB who have failed to do its job properly. So our comment, be it good or bad, shall be focused on the company.This has absolutely nothing to do with races. Malay kah, Chinese kah, Indian kah, have nothing to do with it.

shawnlch
TNB semua makan Babi jilat Pussy,TNB never fully give their responsibility..TNB only know collecting Money and cut ur electricity...TNB Tiu Nia Bu...TNB,nama saya Shawn Lee

deanloh
I have to agree with fredooi2. It doesn't help by using poison against poison. Namewee bro, I truly share your frustration and I would be so fxxking mad too if lost my work just because some people failed to do their job. But two wrongs do not make one right. TNB might just turn around and sue you back for defamation, and when that happens, not only you get yourself in trouble, 麻玻还是继续停电！


So, there you go... see how 'responsible' and 'mature' these youtubers are.
Although I do agree that TNB is a u-know-what and can go you-know-where but what that dear Namewee did is kind of too much.
Sure, it brings up these problem so that the goverment can fix them up and he IS speaking out for our rights, but Namewee oh Namewee, why did you have to go show this to the whole youtube world.
Sure, our country needs to be put on the map but this is BAD PUBLICITY...
Pretty soon you'll see tourists flocking to the TNB building in Muar..
"look mom! That Namewee guy was here when he shouted TNB (*cough cough*) etc"

Not only that, because of this, not only the quality of our infrastructure is questioned, it brings in a whole lot of other BAD BAD BAD topics. The government, religion, racial issues blah blah...
C'mon.. here's a note to all expressionists, Bloggers, Vloggers, Youtubers, from the moment we signed up for these accounts, we were given this responsibility. Whatever we upload or write about is on a free show for all eyes to see. So, not only for the sake of our 'water face', think about our country, dear MALAYSIA.

post PMR boredom

With the exams over ( i know, my posts are always PMR this, PMR that),
I can finally get back life! This frog is getting out of his coconut shell. I shall return to the world!!!
Still, i'm waiting for that little ounce of freedom i was promised.
But even if i were given the keys to my parental lock, for the time being I just want to rest, relax and reenter another world. A world connected by data highways where one could go anywhere one wanted.
The internet of course....

back to chatting, blogging, youtubing, illegal mp3 downloading and the sort. ok.. youtubing's not a word.

Well,
my school as the wet blanket it is, is making our break a boring one.

In a desperate attempt to keep their Form 3s from running wild..thanks to the school there will be talks and more talks and lectures about our future.
I wouldn't have mind if they were more fun or entertaining.. really
Today we had talks in the hall, unattentive's word and it's only the first day..
The funny thing is, these talks are actually chasing the pupils away.
day by day more and more are playing hooky..

By the way, our class planned a mass tardy tomorrow. It will be a sight when half of 3 Amanah fail to show up tomorrow.

Sorry.. was i being too critical about the talks?
like i said, i would gladly listen to these talks (as they tell us more about the classes we'll be going to next year) if they were the least more interesting than watching paint dry.
Although i do already know which class i wil go when i'm in Form 4.
gee, where are Harith Iskandar, Russel Peters or even Achmed ( the dead terrorist!!!!) when you need them...

well..
till the paint dries
Good bye.

what lies ahead after PMR?

Okay.. as i'm emptying my head with all the facts, equations, and the sort which I had to painfully memorize, I really wonder, what do I do now? Party like there's no tomorrow? well. sure but i don't think we can do that all the way till next year.


This time.. i will make my break a meaningful one. A one to remember when I'm sitting on my CEO chair or even my rocking chair.
Do you guys have anything installed?
okay, okay. I'm prying. It's still too early for that. we're still brushing off the PMR dust.



Still, it really is food for thought. I'm 15. What can i do..
for one thing..
I really want to do some serious blogging...
In order to achive global recognition (yeah yeah, if wishes were horses, beggars would ride)
I have decided to change my blog output.
I will talk about more general and open topics cuz i don't think people really want to know what i had for supper.
Soooo... prepare for a more serious KJ (god forbid)

Crystal clear

Salutations. I'm still in a state of shock. PMR's actually over! sigh.... time flies.
I remember..
as i exited the examination hall for the last time..
I had this rush of emotions. along with
this elation of stress... it was wonderful.
it was like out with the bad in with the good.. My mind was as clear as an SKII comercial girl.
For the first time i could actually go to bed without the slightest thought about exams, school or whatever lies tomorrow.
Ok.. i won't drag long about this. i know that every Form 3 boy or girl can relate with me on this one.

So.. with exams out of the way. I can finally continue blogging full time. And i really mean it.
*sniff* ahhhh it feels good to be back.. And i wonder who else is back?
Returning to the blogosphere, I am very pleased that there are others who still share the passion of blogging. Cheers everyone!! We're one big/small comunity.

So.. are you guys in or what? Holler at me. drop a comment or somthing.. let me know

Tap tap tap

Alrite. Just a quicky. Using my phone. Well. As we all know. PMR.s here. Ugh. A time all form 3s must face. So.... Are ye ready? Hmm thats good. Well its different for me tho. I feel evasperated. The finishing line is just right in front of me but the fatigue's just to much to bear. Part of me just wants to take off my running shoes and call it quits. My chance of gold crumbling in front of me.i do not know what to do. Seems like im cracking under all this pressure. A dilemma i must face.
Help!!!

whoa?!

Its just not right.what happened here. After coming back from my long and temporary leave from everything that's internetty,
This is what i get?!? Wow, so its true. Bloggings dead and gone. A barren waste land with not the littlelest sign of life
well, I guess nothing can be done to reignite the will to blog. Just another fad huh? still, it might not seem like it but I'm not backing down bloggy! Its pmr crunch time. So I'll be digging my nose into textbooks for quite some time. So please tahan until I'm back. And I'll be back. That my sworn promise as a blogger.

Kev jambu

hey...just a quick update..

i got this from Kev Jambu...check out his new channel http://www.youtube.com/user/JumbaFund
he came out after eating at a sushi restaurant..
then, he meets a homeless guy who asks him a riddle..i f Kev manages to guess what it is. he gets a dollar, if not he loses a quarter...
SO.. it goes..

The maker doesn't want it,
The buyer doesn't use,
The user doesn't see it.

Kev answers Swine Flu.. hahahah

well. at the end..
it was a coffin

Is anybody there????

Hey.... yes.... blogging's almost dead. I'm probably one of the last ones.. Everyone's either stopped posting regularly or completely dropped blogging..

well.. that sucks actually haha.

I remember how it all started.... It happened one by one and pretty soon.. boom!!

Everyone's ablogging...

guess it was just a trend huh... ugh.. there were so many one flings.. a couple of them that i remember are Blubet of course.. haha and Freindster too.. what else? hmm.

So.. i guess blogging already passe? lol..



Still..

I'll never stop baybeh!!!

Blogger 4 eva!!!



Well. School's a pain in the butt... I know we have the dreaded PMR this year so there's all this hype. Extra classes,home work, kerja kursuses, and those dreaded trials..

What is up with them?!? i say just leave us alone so we can actually do some studying.. or laze around.

So.. I can't really blog much this time... i'm really sorry!!



Oh and by the way,

I'm asking all of my faithful viewers. yes you!! what's left of them anyway. aloo?

I'm actually thinking of moving up class.. you know, Wordpress?

It's just so freaking neat.

i mean. it emits this kind of Superior or professional wave...

Blogger is more for newbies.. I think i've grown.. can i do it?.

Still.. will you guys actually follow me? i mean.. I'm not even sure if people are reading this blog anymore.. my fault for not updating huh?









On another note..

Hey.. don't take this as propaganda or something but have you heard of Foong's Forum? it's not really his. he just created it.. but it's cool but we need more members.. join join join, i feel like a missionary you know.

I was a emo

Yes, heard it right? But don't worry..i'm back to normal.. chances of a relapse are about 50.50 la..

Well.. i did what a emo would do...

being alone.

Skipping classes.

considering suicide.

you know.. so on, so on

it's just.. i never thought high school would be so stressful. 

i always thought stress was something adults would get.. and occasionally, some kid with family issues.. 

well, for those considering dousing that container of panadol active fast..

Stop! Take long breaths and count to ten.. after that.. read on for my ultimate recipe for stress-free life!!!

                                                         stress-free cookies 

for these cookies.. you won't need a kitchen or an oven. just big empty land. (as far from any police stations)

okay! 

hear are the ingredients

1. 7 folios (more if you have any)

2. Homework (your choice)

3. Every freaking thing that reminds you of the problem you are facing..

    School? bag, uniform

    Love? a pic of him/her, him/her?

Now...collect all of the above..

add 2 cans of lighter fluid and watch your troubles disappear into thick black smoke...

and remember..fumes from burning girlfriends are poisonous..

try not to inhale any..

happy baking

Yes man

After watching this movie, do you guys go "cool. i think i'll do that!"

Well, that's what i did.

Not in a sense that i say yes to everything freaking thing but more of taking opportunities that your sane self would usually decline without delay.



Well, i'm still doing it but i have my limits ok.

Let's see.

Thanks to my new way of life, i'm now in the choir club.
I'm a tenor. What does that mean? It's a joy watching the teachers sing. Who knew huh.. All you ever hear from them is a "Selamat Sejahtera" or the occasional
"Hey...Nak Kena Demerit ke?" haha. It's all right la.. though i must admit, it's kinda gay.

Gee, wat else? I'm on the school debate team. There's an inter-school comp coming along and i still have no idea the ins and outs of debating.

Seriously, written and spoken English is a farcry. True to my Malaysian self, i spit out lahs and lors and mehs like a sub machinegun.



I can imagine myself now.



"A very good morning to the honourable judge arh, the opposition. Crap. Damn. What am I supposed to say again? Hey Bran! Gimme that will ya? "

Well. you get te point. Imagine if on that day we were debating about "Malaysian lingo murders the English Language" and i'll be on the supporting side or in the debate world, The Government.

hmm.. those two are one of the few..
other's include, AJK peperiksaan?
Choral Speaking. wait that one was forced.
haha..
well..
anyway.
how will my life turn out?
dang dang dang