Merdeka Day Post Mortem

PIC OF THE DAY

Mr. Fung dressed as a British person for national day.. Adorable. The moustache is fake btw...

Lol

Merdeka Day Celebration

PIC OF THE DAY

Kat being silly during tuition

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I've been gone for a pretty long time for a host of reasons. Busy with school work and tests to prepare for, lazy, no Internet connection, writer's block etc.

But now I'm back, accompanied by a whole new list of things to complain about. Haha~ It seems to me that complaining is the only thing I do when I'm writing....

This post won't be any different. As the title says, Merdeka Day Celebration, I'm going to complain about that...

Firstly, why on Earth are they celebrating Merdeka Day (tomorrow;20 September 2008) when Merdeka was like a really long time ago, like 31st August 2008!!!! It's stupid and inconvenient.... I mean, I understand the government trying to put some patriotism into the students but what respectable teenager would want to go back to school on a SATURDAY just to waste their time standing in a hot hall, singing patriotic songs about our country when they could be sitting at home watching TV?!!! Or hanging out with friends in Mile 4?

I'm not going tomorrow... Despite being a prefect, I'm rebelling... The teachers said that it is going to be a very historic day because a representative of the Prime Minister. I emphasize the word representative. HELLO!?!!! It's not the bloody Prime Minister people!? It's just one of his mindless zombies doing the dirty work that he himself wouldn't prefer to do. That's the truth... He's too busy ruining our politics to visit a little convent school in a little town.

Heck, I think I would do the same if I were in his shoes...

We did the backdrop for the celebration tomorrow... In my opinion, even if I did help do it, it's ridiculous.... ^^'' It's the teachers fault for choosing loony people to do the backdrop for such an auspicious occasion. Our class is full of lunatics, especially the front row (which includes me). Were the ones that keep the class alive and twitching.

Exams are in 3 weeks and I'm still not preparing.... Haha~

Holidays are almost over~

T_T This Sunday is the last day of holidays... Why on Earth does it have to end so quick? I want it to be longer... I don't mind sitting on the couch day in and day out, staring at the TV like a mindless zombie. All that while watching reruns of the Olympic events that I've missed.

The funfair is open... Finally.... I really want to go... Too bad that they don't have Air Force 1 anymore...They still have Tagada though~^^ I hope that I can go and hang with my friends!! Hehee.... *dreams of Tagada*

Piccies of KL

It all begins here... These are some of the stuff that we brought... I, honestly packed as if I was moving into a new house... ^^''

This is me, happy and exited as can be.

Nyahahahaa~ This was on the plane. I didn't off my hp but I did change it to flight mode. Something that I learnt from Sherrina.

One of my fave pics from the plane. There are many more, including a take off video that I shot but I'm too lazy to post those so I have to make due with this... :P

The lobby of The Boulevard. Nothing short of breath taking? I guess... I really like it that's all...

The bed in my room~ I haven't taken any pics of my bed, but I will soon...

These are a few shots of the Voodolls(?) that I saw in one of the cool shops in Mid Valley. I took this in a shop called 'Room(s)'. It was awesome and really cool.. I didn't even know it existed!

This is the BIGGEST PostPet Keychain that I have ever seen! I want it! Too bad its pink... :/

One of the many giant sets in Mid Valley the day I arrived. The next day, they were gone and were replaced by facial merchandise..... There are other pictures. They were HUGE!

I'll post other piccies and some experiences later... When my back isn't aching.. XD

Coffee Bean

Coffee Bean, my Saviour!

As stated, I am in Coffee Bean at the moment, writing this post. Currently, drinking a pure chocolate non-coffee ice blend, sitting alone in a corner like some lost wanderer in an old fantasy story.

I am in KL right now. Yes, it's been a long time since I last updated. Initially, the hotel we were staying in, The Boulevard Hotel, is supposed to have Wi-Fi. But, not known by my father, we had to pay for the damn connection! So, I had to refrain myself for a couple of days from blogging. Until today, I couldn't take it any longer and I just had to go somewhere with free wifi!!!

And so, my journey takes me here. To Coffee Bean. My Saviour.

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We left for KL on the morning of the 17th of August at 9.00 am we went into the departure hall... I had to make a U-turn back to my house because I left my damned handphone... How dumb of me... -slaps own head-

The journey from Sandakan to KL was along and arduous one. We took an AirAsia flight, which meant free seating. And of all places, I was seated in front of a stupid kid who wouldn't let me get a wink of sleep cause he kept on kicking my seat. I swear I glared at him and he finally stopped for the remainder of the flight.

The Boulevard is awesome and chic. I love decor and the feel the rooms give you when you first enter them. The rooms may be a little small than I am used to, but I still like it. The room only had a queen/king(?) sized bed for my parents so they had to get another bed in just to accommodate me. I'm sleeping next to the window.

We then went for a walk in Mid Valley. Boulevard is connected to Mid Valley so we just had to make a couple of turns before we found ourselves in the shopping mall. My fave mall by the way. I took a lot of piccies but I'll get to posting that later...

Had fun walking on my own. At least now I am finally old enough to do so. ^^ Heehee~ I didn't enjoy my second day though. We went to Bukit Bintang and it was raining. Damned KL weather. I got wet and that virtually ruined the whole day for me. And once something ruins my day, I ruin everyone else'sday. Stupid rain.

Bought lotsa stuff... And that's all I can say.

Tomorrow~

Tomorrow, I will be leaving for KL!!!! Weee~~~~

Shopping paradise~

I hope to find millions of postpets there~

:P

OMG~ I haven't packed!

Condolences

This post might be up a little too late, but I would just like to wish condolences to my good friend, Bernice since she has just lost her beloved grandmother a few days ago. I couldn't find the words to say so I put off this post. It wasn't until I finished reading her post that I finally got an idea of what I wanted to say.

Though, I still don't think it's my place to say anything. So, I will just say this~

I'm sure that wherever your apo is in heaven now, I'm sure that she is looking down on you and smiling proudly as her little grand daughter has finally turned into a grown woman. Plus, now she gets to see you whenever she wants! She doesn't have to wait for you to visit her anymore... So, I'm sure she's happy~

:)

Thoughts

We as students are expected to be well mannered, polite, punctual and all that nice crap that our teachers are always telling us. But what about the teachers? Don't they need to be well mannered? Polite? Punctual? Don't these rules apply to them as well? As educators of the next generation, don't they have to set the bar for us and be good examples for the leaders of tomorrow?

They tell you that you have to greet any teachers that you meet and yet they do not return the greeting. I never knew that grunting was a greeting as well. They tell you that you have to be on time to school and yet they come into class about half an hour late. Does that qualify as punctual. They tell you that you have to be considerate of others and yet they expect you to be there to tend to their every needs when it suits them. We have stuff we need to do too! They expect you to finish all your assignments and projects saying that it's your responsibility, and yet they never finish marking the books you handed in 3 months ago!

How do you expect students to respect you when you don't even set a good example for us to follow?

Recent studies have shown that students, the teens, are looking for someone that they can look up to. A confidant in which they can put their trust into. If they can't find a role model in their home, they look to their teachers. But what if they can't find it in their teachers either.

I didn't have to look far for a role model. My family is full of great role models. I look up to my brothers and parents, feeding on their stories and experiences. I learn from them, as I would like to learn from my teachers. Though, all I've learned is that life is hard and that people like them don't make it any easier for the rest of us.

Maybe I should thank them?

I've learned to deal with all their idiocy. Their quirks. Their bad habits. They've made me somewhat patient.

At least now I'm better at ignoring idiots.

On the OLYMPICS!

The Olympics were supposed to be the most anticipated event of the year. And it is, I think everyone I knew were watching the opening ceremony last night. I have to admit, the Chinese had it! It was spectacular and I am impressed by the way they were able to co-operate and work together to make the whole thing a success. They reminded me of an army of fire ants marching off into the forest to scavenge. It was awesome! Though, for some reason or another, I started to fall asleep right in the middle of the performances.

Since I was still having tests at the time, I put it down to pure fatigue from thinking and processing the whole day. Then again, it could have been because some of the performances were boring? Hm.... That's a possibility, but judging by how my whole class was mumbling about the awesome performance the Chinese put on last night, I think it's because of fatigue.

Anyway, before I continue rambling any longer, I would just like to wish all the hopeful athletes in China right now the best of luck! Don't break a leg, you might be needing it!

So NOISY!

After sitting down in my room today, with the fan turned off, I just sat in silence listening to the sounds around me. I never really stopped to appreciate the silence and peace that static musty air gives you. I live in a world full of noise and so do you, but usually, like anyone else who has a life, we ignore the sounds around us. The honks, bonks, crash, bangs, bumps and clangs of life.

I felt peaceful lying down on my bed looking at the ceiling. It was so quiet, I swear that I could hear the air moving in and out of my ears. I was also quite surprised at how tolerant I was, how tolerant everyone was with all the noise. In school, I am bombarded with hundreds of sounds. Teens gossiping, teachers scolding, construction, traffic on the road, screams, laughs, giggles, scraping and all the like. At home, I have an array of sounds coming from all the animals. I have a cat, 3 dogs including 5 whining puppies and a noisy scraping hamster. Not forgetting the TV and all that music blasting from my headphones into my ears too! It's like sound pollution heaven, and that's only in Sandakan! I wonder how bad the pollution would be in New York... That, definitely could cause hearing damage.

Heck, with all this noise, I wouldn't be surprised that when I'm old and probably crippled, I'd be at least half deaf. Or worse case scenario I'd be legally deaf by 50.

Anyhow, from now on I would definitely look after my ears. Without them, I might not be able to appreciate the beauty of music, which has become one of my obsessions. And as a teen, that would be like giving an innocent a life sentence. So, I'll lower the TVs volume, less head phone time and if possible bring ear plugs to school.

Who left the tables out?!

It's Monday. The very first day of the week. I get to school early in the morning to find some of the tables arranged together with some chairs outside my class. So in my mind I'm going, "What the heck?" I enter the classroom to find that the early birds have already claimed some of the chairs and tables that were left in the class as their own. Making the classroom look quite bare in places where there were no tables.

After arranging my row of tables I went about my business as usual, its like only 6.00 am. School doesn't start till 6.45 am. Yes, we do get up ridiculously early just to go to school. In my opinion, I think it's inhumane, the students living in Sabah have to wake up earlier to leave for school... Anyway, slowly the class starts to fill up with noisy students. Each having their own personal voice decibel. Pretty soon, I wasn't able to hear myself think. As was the tradition of our class.

Then, the bell rang, signifying the start of the school day and also the start of our Monday morning assembly. Which all the students, including me despite being a prefect, were dreading. I swear they were all walking abnormally slow when the time came to enter the hall. You should see them during recess, they run like its the end of the world.

End of assembly, and everyone reluctantly go back to their classes. I enter my class and see the tables still outside. Nobody had bothered to even help with lifting the tables despite the giant gaps in the middle of the classroom. Of course, I was one of them. Not proud of it by the way, but I have now realised that my class is full of self centered, hypocritical people who don't help without being asked. Once I realised this, I immediately went outside and began hauling the tables inside while shaking my head.

Out of the 45 people in my class, not one had stood up to help carry the tables. Instead, all of them refused to even take notice and just went about their noisy business.

I have no idea where this type of attitude came from. All I know is that I'm really surprised at the students of 4A.

Shy or just selfish?

I don't have a best friend. I find it unfair for anyone else who is 'just' my friend so I don't choose.

That is what I tell people... But the fact is...

I have very close friend.... I've been with her through thick and thin, shared my deepest and inner most secrets with her and have even let her stay in my house.It's so easy to talk to her, and I tell her just about everything! If that isn't a best friend, I don't know what is...

The thing is, I don't embrace this fact. I actually deny it. Even if she does say that I am her best friend, and as much as I want to tell her the same thing, I can't. Am I selfish? Or just shy to admit my feelings after denying it for so long?

I plan to tell her someday... But I don't know when... She deserves to know that I do appreciate her and love her for the good friend that she is. Deserves to know that I too think of her as a best friend...

I just realised this today and I can't get it off my mind. I feel so dumb not having noticed this earlier...