Unwritten

As you guys have probably noticed, I've disabled the chatbox and the guestbox.

So that some idiots can't make shrewd and lewd comments, though true most of them might be (note to self: I do not make a good Head Girl I make a lousy one, I admit that).

I have also modified the comments part. Whereby only registered users can comment. So no more anonymous business around here.

You see, you weird headed psychos out there (esp those who were posting in my chatbox) I'm doing everything to keep you at bay. Full permission from Emm of course.

And if you guys don't stop bugging me, I'm going to leave this blog and then, start another blog anonymous, so that only my closest of friends know.

I'll continue doing what I can to make this a restricted zone for you perverts out there.

And yes, you did get one fact right though, I make a sucky Head Girl, oh wait. I've mentioned that so many times before haven't I? Oh and I'm sorry if I reigned supreme over you guys and asked you all to be my slaves. *snide smile* I am every so sorry *simper*

So sorry I got the post of Head Girl when you guys deserve better than having me for one, sorry for messing up your lives, sorry for being not the role model you guys want me to be. But what can I do? *shrugs* I'll always be regular, fatass me. That's who I am. My identity.

Well, at least I don't go around hiding behind facades like you guys do.

And at least I have a life, unlike you people.

And at least I'm worth much more to the world than you.

The Number Game

I am utterly bored.

I just came across Lionel's blog and his little number game.

And so I decided to give it a shot because I have absolutely nothing to do.

So here goes...

Name 20 people you know

*thinks hard*

1) Kimberly Yii a.k.a. Tomato Face - She's one of my bestest friends! *squeals* Okay fine, I'm starting to sound like a complete nut. Umm, Kim is pretty ditzy, has a great sense of humor and really knows how to make me laugh. And she serves as a punchbag for both me and Tan. Ah, the days when we will just punch her and she'll just go HOI!

2) Evelyn Gan a.k.a. Homo Cutie - One of my good friends in church. Always smiling and cheerful. Concert pianist ah, no joke guys! She's extremely huggable like a really really huge teddy bear. And she's T A L L

3) Agan a.k.a Colgate Smile - Hmm... also among one of my good friends in church. Always has a winning smile on his face. Never fails to bring cheer to me. St Josephian who's also a senior prefect. *breaks into applause* Oh... and this guy really knows how to bake and cook. His brownies are to die for. So, the girl who gets him is gonna be really lucky. Haha :P

4) Aidan Chan a.k.a. Matrix No 1 Fan - Adores Matrix. Breathes Matrix. Lives Matrix. 4c 2005's resident genius. His numerous accolades include: Lord of Add Maths. Duke of Physics. King of English. And recently, I heard he's been bz hanging out with a certain somebody. *cough* *cough*

5) Emmeline Ong a.k.a Meanie Mini - Hah. This girl sits next to me in the class of 4C. Her dream is to be a star basketballer. She adores Slam Dunk. Has a really artistic flair. She recently drew a picture of Chad Michael Murray. And I asked her to kiss it. rofl

6) Michael Lian a.k.a. Willy Wonka - Absolutely nuts over Charlie and the Choc Factory when it first came out. He's been like a second big brother to me. Currently the Youth Leader and he has a really lame sense of humor, rivalled only by Lionel. For eg. his greatest joke include: Rainy day and saving money. Where's the joke in that?!

7) Vanessa Law a.k.a. OhmyGod Slash - Has a really cute youngest brother, annoying he might be, but still cute. Van here is Jess and Tan's punchbag and she doesn't mind at all. She can be blur at times but overall, a kind ole soul that invented the infamous OhmyGod Slash phrase when she was a young 'un.

8) Lionel Lam a.k.a. Lame Joker - One word for him. Smart, smart, smart. But he's always humble too. Chairman receipient award 2005 thereby making him a Crown Prince. But guys, don't be afraid of him because of his prince title. I ever derhaka against him before and I wouldn't think twice in doing so again.

9) Alison Lo a.k.a. Shopaholic Extraordinare - Shopping machine. She loves clothes, bags, shoes... yada yada. And she's a fashion diva. I've traded Physics lessons for Different Types of Shoes lessons with her before. The deal worked out pretty well, actually.

10) Tania Lim a.k.a. Future Maksim - Loves anything to do with her beloved piano. Laughing machine of 4c 2005. And recently she's bullying me to modify her blog's html code for her. Bleh.

11) Cherling Lim a.k.a. Xie Ling - Minesweeper fan who keeps asking me to play the game with her. Very petite this girl but don't underestimate her oh. She has a huge laugh and can be brave when she wants to. Loves to laugh also, at the silliest things. For eg. Two potatoes rolling down the hill...

12) Noel Pang a.k.a. Squirrel - He's weird sometimes, actually all the time. Joking, joking. And he recently won The Most Morbid Blogger 2005 Award the oth day. Tune in to his blog comments to catch his speech on receiving the award.

13) Satnam Singh a.k.a. Chat Master - This guy can talk. I mean really talk. But he's a fun guy to hang with. Always cracks me and Tan up with his jokes. I still remember Cikgu Susanna twisting his ears because he kept talking in Sej class and refused to do his work.

14) MTYP a.k.a Cantonese Drama Expert - She really loves Cantonese drama series. In my autograph book of yesteryear, she kept pressing me to watch them. lol. She's one of Lodge's Senior prefects and I've known her for so many years now. I used to steal toys from her, how can I forget that?

15) Akmal Bahri a.k.a. Makmal - Has a really cute little brother that has a tuft of hair missing. Tan and me used to make fun of the brother but of late, we've turned to disturbing him instead. He's really fun to hang with, always makes you laugh non-stop. Esp when he performs the "Who stole the Cookie from the cookie jar" gig. Try asking him for a demo.

16) Annabelle Lim a.k.a. Dutch Lady - Loves everything Japanese. For eg. Japanese anime, music, stars, basically everything. Has a really cool blog too. :P I still remember her birthday party. "Anna, your egg very nice." rofl

17) Casandra Chew a.k.a. Cashew Nut - Main goal in life is to disturb me to death. Loves writing my name on the whiteboard for the fun of it. Sally is her accomplice too. :P

18) Tay Khang Wee a.k.a. China Man - Does the stupidest of things at times, like pulling wei Chee in when Mrs Ngu is in the class. Loves to spray aerosol on just about everything that annoys him, or so he claims in Bio class. Has an interesting Chinese history invented by Kok Ming.

19) Sim Sing Yue a.k.a. Teacher's Pet - Has a very annoying habit of calling me Shau Hui so much so that Kim and Emm has followed in his footsteps. He has a way of sweet talking teachers and is also one of Lodge's responsible senior prefects. Past experiences with him include me seeing a certain "mirage" of him in the lunchroom.

20)Kok Ming  - Hats off to the Lodge Head Boy. Dedicated, responsible and diligent in everything. But he also has a knack for making lame jokes. lol For eg. calling me Mulu Caves instead.

Questions

Who is #8 going out with?
You mean Lionel? Heck, how am I supposed to know?! I don't think he's going out with anyone yet la.

#9 a boy or girl?
Alison is obviously a girl unless I am completely blind.

Would #2 and #20 make a good couple?
Evelyn and Kok Ming? That is way out of line man. The two don't even know one another! And besides one of the pair is already taken. I didn't say anything oh!

Would #7 and #8 make a good couple?
Vanessa and Lionel? OMG OMG OMG YES! Haha... jk jk. Actually I can picture it lol But don't come bunuh me ah!

How about #18 and #4?
Aidan and Akmal? EWWW, are you indicating they're gay?! OMG OMG, no way! That'll be disgusting. Besides, one of the pair is already taken. *hint*

What grade is #17 in?
Cas is in Form 4 currently going to Form 5 . Same like me la!

When was the last time you talked to #12?
Noel? Umm, umm... dunno. A few days ago ol?

What's #6's favourite sport?
Michael? Haha, football la. Play every Sunday boh, I think.

#1 has any siblings?
Kimmy has a T A L L little brother by the name of Jerome Yii. Look alike sommore ah!

Would you ever date #3?
Agan? *cough* *splutter* Date Agan?! Not that he's bad or anything, but we're just good pals for crying out loud!

Would you ever date #7?
Date Van? ARE YOU MAD? I'm not a lesbian man! What type of questions are these?!

Is #16 single?
Anna? Umm, to my knowledge I think so. Though she has the H O T S for someone. JK JK!

What's #15's last name?
Akmal? His last name is Makmal! HAHA, jk jk. No la, his last name is Bahri. It's there wad.

What's #10's fantasy?
Tania? Mana tahu her. Go ask her, I don't know.

Would #14 and #9 make a good couple?
What's with the couple questions? *looks stung* MTYP and Alison are not lesbians so N O

What school does #20 go to?
Kok Ming goes to Lodge. It is stated clearly that he is Lodge's Head Boy.

Tell me a random fact about:

#11?
Cherling? Haha, she uses freaky emoticons on MSN. lol

And #1?
Kim? She performs long jump as if she's going to drop from the sky eg. scream and flails her hands, like she intends to fly.

And #2?
Evelyn? She's from St Thresa. Hey, you said random fact bah, not interesting ones!!

And #3?
Agan? He's a great guitarist and has a band of his own.

Where does #9 live?
Alison? Uhh, somewhere near the airport? I think so.

What's #4's favourite colour?
Aidan? Honestly, I have no clue.

Are #5 and #6 best friends?
Emmeline and Mike? They don't know each other at all! How can they be best pals?

Does #8 like #19?
Lionel like Sing Yue? If you mean like as in infatuation, UH NO WAY. If you mean mutually like each other as friends/acquaintences, I think they get on all right.

Does #10 have any pets?
Tan has a really cute dog! I think she still has... :P

Is #12 older than you?
Noel is younger than me. *beams proudly* YEAH!

Haha, that's all there is to the Number Game. It's been quite fun doing this actually. I feel less bored. Yay me!

Hrmph, I won't be ol for the next coupla nights. Make that the entire week of nights starting tonight till like Sunday night next week? And there's the hassle of fighting over the comp with my brother again.

*goes off to sulk in a corner*

L O V E

Humans were designed for many things but loneliness is not one of them.

Life is a journey, best travelled with a companion.

Philosophical as those quotes might sound, they all speak the truth.

Humans desire relationships. We all desire relationships. And truth is, relationship is based on love.

But have you ever wondered why?

No man is a lonely island.

Well said, well said. Except for hermits that live in dark and dreary caves, that phrase pretty much applies to the rest of us.

Why can't humans just live alone and survive alone. I mean after all, we can survive on our own. We are homo sapiens. As in the most brilliant species on the planet. If thrown into a jungle on our own, given the needs to survive, we can on our own.

So why this flaw? Why this need for relationships? Why this need for love?

As a Christian, I believe that humans were created out of love by God, to interact with Him and to love him in return. That said, I think I know why we love others. It's just that seed of love in us that God planted when creation was made. So that is why we long for relationship with others and long to love and be loved in return.

We love because not one of us can ever stand to be alone. We feel the need to interact with others and to share feelings. We desire to be accepted and to accept others. We long for someone to understand us and to stick by us through thick and thin. We want someone to care for us and tell us that we are important in their lives, that without us, a day in their life will be altered. We need people who are constantly surrounding us and relating with us to get rid of that feeling of loneliness within us. And all those constitute the feeling of love.

Love comes in many different forms. Love in a family, love between friends, love between a couple and love between God and men for those who believe in Him. Different forms of love but they all unite under the same banner; the banner they call love.

So what then is true love?

To come to tell you the truth, I still have my No Apologies book lying in front of my computer. It landed there when I trashed my backpack and took out everything and dumped it in front of my computer. So seriously, I can flip open and type out everything in there as an explanation.

True love... different people will tell you what true love is. They have different opinions, different mindsets etc.

But truth is, for me, true love for me does not only exist between a couple (as most of the world will perceive it to be) True love also takes into account maternal love. If a mother (most of them will) sacrifices her own needs for her beloved child because of love, isn't that true love? That's a love that sacrifices, so why not? What about the love between friends? If someone is willing to give up something he or she's waited for so long for that special friend of hers because of love, isn't that true love? Sure it is. If someone willingly performs services unto God because of love and not fear or tradition, isn't that true love? That love is pure and undemanding, so definitely!

The definition of true love varies. And I shall not pretend to be an expert on love and everything related to it. I shall just bring out my opinions as I muse over it. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion about what true love is.

For me, the best explanation for love can be found in the Bible. It's such a familiar passage that I'm sure some of you are well acquainted with. This passage is read at weddings and any other ceremony that commemorates love. It's a passage that summarizes just about everything there is about love. And it's printed on one of my fridge magnets. Lol

Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness but rejoiced with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails.
- 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Practically the whole chapter is about the importance of love. But that bit is the most popular. I remember that I had to memorize the entire chapter when I was little, under orders from my Sunday School teachers.

Love is a mystery. Even until today, with all our technologies, we aren't even close to comprehending love and its many mysteries that surround it. But if you were to ask me, "What is the most powerful thing in the world?" I'll tell you it's love.

It is because of love for its master that a dog will travel dozens of miles just to get back to its master. It is because of love that a mother carries a baby in her womb for a devastating 9 months and go through a terribly painful ordeal in giving birth to it. It is because of love for a country that soldiers go all out, against all odds to protect the country. It is because of love some are willing to give up their lives just to see their significant others through that calamity.

Love is the most compelling force in the world. Without love, the very fabric of humanity will be torn.

So, if one should ask me, "Have you ever loved anyone before?"

Except for my family, my friends and God, I would say N O

Why?

I must admit. I have gone through infatuation. I have gone through crushes. I have gone through the process of 'liking' someone. Hey, it's normal. I have raging hormones just as much as the next girl. ;)

But love?

Neh, it doesn't even exist in my dictionary when it comes to the opposite sex. Excluding the men in my family and the guy friends that I have. Even then, it's not that kind of love. That type of love is family love and friendly love. Or whatever they call it. lol

For us, going through this teenage years, I believe that none of us can safely say we have found true love. That's my opinion, I don't know about yours.

Love, can't live with it, can't live without it.

It feels great to be loved but it feels greater to love.

How true that phrase is. It complies with the phrase:

It is better to give than to receive.

Hey people, bear with me. The holidays are immensely long and these are just random thoughts.

And now abide by faith, hope and love, these three; but the greatest of these is LOVE.

Night of Miracles

I am still groggy.

That is one of the aftereffects of sleeping at one in the morning.

My eyes can barely open properly too.

Aiseh.

Hmm, those of you who cared about me ;) would have noticed I have gone missing online for the last three nights. Those of you who didn't give a damn about me, you would have probably didn't even notice my disappearance.

Considering the fact that I have been ol every night since hols begun except for one or two exceptional nights, I thought ppl might have noticed. :'( haha...

Anyway, the last three days have been utterly exhausting for me and my body. But deep down, it was utterly good for me and my faith.

Yeah, Noel, you guessed it right the last time I saw you, I've been at church for the last three days.

Well, you see, there's this team from our sister church in KL who came to my church to give a seminar and have a healing service. Which was last night of course. So, being one of the youth leaders (and having nothing better to do :P) I attended the course.

The course started on Friday night. Carried right through to Saturday morning and a little of Saturday afternoon. But well, like Noel and Aidan probably knows, I was in church from 8.30 in the morning (for the workshop) till 7 in the night (because I'm the keyboardist and needed to have music practice for the next day's seminar) So by the time I got home, I konked out and slept immediately.

The next morning, haha, church service like normal again. And then, afternoon was a break. Night there was a healing service, like mentioned earlier. And well, the name gives you what happened during that service right? Ahaha...

But last night, was totally great. I mean, being a girl of mere sixteen, I actually saw miracles happen in front of my eyes. Half of the time I didn't really see much (I was playing keyboard on stage and I was partially blocked by this white screen thingy) but half of the time (after I excused myself from the music team and hopped off stage) I did see quite a fair bit of things. There was this man who was deaf (I think) and after the service, could hear ringing in his ears? Something like that. And then there were others whose legs are not of equal length. And by the end of the service, the legs had grown to equal length. Fantastic ain't it?

Pity that I missed a lot of the healing itself but I'm glad I went for the service and saw miracles happen. Wowee... I know I said I believe in miracles before this. And ultimately I do. But seeing it happen right in front of your eyes is like unbelievable. God was simply awesome last night. Whoa~

Okay, I know you guys might think I'm religious, holy or all that stuff. But truth is, I'm proud I'm a Christian. I'm proud of my faith and who I am in God. So there ain't nothing you can do or say about it. ;) Coz I ain't budging from my faith at any given time. I love God too much to do that. :P

Hmm... am just thinking about my organizer in my handphone. And I think my schedule from now onwards (esp for this week) is totally jammed pack.*clears throat* For example...

Tonight - Skit practice
Tuesday - Keyboard workshop (maybe not attending see first)
Weds - Day off
Thurs - Keyboard workshop (maybe not attending see first)
- Choir practice
Friday - Probably skit practice again (see first)
Saturday - Music practice
- Youth
Sunday - Church

Haha... I'm a busy lady. Hopefully I'll still find the time to blog.

Speaking of which, Emm had better post another entry soon.

Welcome back

Yay! Emm's back!

*thumps her back* Good on you girl!

Now don't leave me in this blog alone again. Continue to blog.

Wahliu this girl really got some nerve oh. She blog the night I'm not in. The night I was out. Hsy...

Me, my brother and our childhood memories

All my mails systems have failed.

My MSN refuses to sign in.

And so I am stuck blogging again.

Grrrrr....

Anyway, back to the topic.

When I was reading Van's latest blog post the other day, you know, the one about her childhood memories and her popping off Barbie dolls' heads and going OhmyGod slash? Haha... okay, coming back...

When I read her post about her childhood memories, it just got me thinking about my own. And well, as far back as I can remember, most of my childhood memories were spent with my brother and for the first few years in my life (before I went to Kindy A) he was my teacher; in everything good and everything bad mind you.

Well, one memory I can't remember, but my mum told me about, was when I was a really really young kid. As in maybe one year old or even less. What happened was this...

No adult was home. At that time, my maid went home and my mum was at work. So that leaves my dad as the lone adult at home, taking care of us young kids. We, as in my brother, my sister and me, were outside in the living room, fooling around. Not so me. I think I was just sitting around or something and my brother was playing. And then, for some reason or another, I started bawling my head off (hey, like I said I was one only!) and my brother got really annoyed with me. My dad was inside the sitting room, just metres away from the living room, and being really absorbed in his book. So he didn't hear me crying. Apparently, nothing was done and I kept wailing my head off. Then my brother got really mad with me, snatched up the really hard tissue box and whacked my head with it.

The edge of the box, the sharp edge, made a dent in my forehead and of course, I bawled even louder. And when my mum came home and found out, she scolded my dad (for not taking care of us properly) and my brother (for being just plain mean. lol) And well, that dent in my forehead remained with me throughout my childhood years. Until I grew up and the skin just regrew over that dent. So my forehead looks normal now. lol

Like I said, my brother was my role model a.k.a mentor when I was growing up. And when I was growing up, I tend to follow whatever he did. So one fine day, my brother decided to have a little wee wee and being a kid and a guy, he didn't go to toilet. But instead he went to the lawn right in front of the doors to the house.

I saw him. And like I said, I followed everything he did. So I went outside too (I also wanted a little wee wee lol) and stared at everything he did. He took off his pants and started to ease himself on the grass. Me, being the utter and complete idiot and not realizing that I was a girl (at that instant in time!!!) took off my pants and started to ease myself on the grass too. By the time, my brother turned around to look it was too late. I had wetted myself all over already. And of course, the maid/ my nanny came out of the house in the hullaballoo, thought my brother was the one who had forced me to ease myself on the grass and scolded him like hell. Ehe, I know it was my fault okay?!

Growing up was one of the best times for my brother in some ways I guess. He could easily manipulate my naivety and my gullibility. When I was young, I really loved Casper. You know, the TV show that goes, Casper the friendly ghost? Yep, that one. Anyway, I used to watch Casper day in day out and my brother got really fed up with it. And when I was young I was afraid of everything a kid was. Like ghosts, monsters and the like. And being a complete dumbass, I didn't know Casper was a ghost so I fell in love with him and his show. When my brother found out though, you guessed it, he told me that Casper was a ghost and freaked me out. From that day forwards, I never watched Casper again.

And I remembered the time I watched Jurassic Park with him. It was at night and my brother switched off the lights to 'add to the effect'. We were watching the movie in our parents' room and for those of you who's come to my house, you know that my house is located right next to a small forest. In my parent's room, the forest seems even much nearer. So anyway, the curtains were drawn ( I think) and the room was really dark and scary. And we two little kids were watching Jurassic Park. I was frightened out of my wits. My brother was amused beyond belief because he had plenty of chances to scare me throughout the movie. Everytime a dinosaur appeared on screen suddenly, he would go "BOO!" and pounce on me. Of course I screamed like I was going to die. And being a really stupid idiot, he managed to pull of that scary BOO act on me like five times. And I screamed louder each time. Aikzz

And remember the time when the movie of that freaky and killer clown was released? The clown called it? The movie was also called IT by the way. rofl... Yeah, I was so freaked out by the movie. I never watched the movie because I got too freaked out by the introduction. Anyway, from that point on in time, I believed all clowns were killer clowns out to get me the next chance they had. At about this time, the Royal London Circus came to town. So my parents brought my brother and I to watch it. And being a circus, it came complete with clowns. And I cowered like hell throughout the entire performance by the clowns, believing that they were going to torture me. I had nightmares that night. And the ultimate came when my mum bought my brother and I two Royal London Circus shirts. On the shirt, is a cartoon picture drawn of all the circus performers including the clowns.

Being the mean brother he was, he kept snickering everytime he looked at my shirt and pointed at the two clowns standing at the far ends going, "Look, that's It the clown!" Of course, the next time my mother put the shirt on me, I bawled my head off, thinking that It the clown was on my chest and with that freaky grin on his face (it was painted on the shirt) he was going to get me when my mum left. When I got older and when my mother allowed me to choose my own shirts to wear, I never wore that shirt.

Ah... those days were bliss (even if my brother constantly preyed on my gullibility and scared me to death for his own amusement) At least, my gullibility started to fade away a little when I went to school for Kindy A. But up until that new stage of education in my life, all the education I ever got was at home with my brother whose constant mission in life (right then) was to amuse himself by freaking me out. Don't get me wrong. There were times when we played with each other nicely (like building an entire Lego city which I did nothing to help him) I still have that photo of us and the Lego city. :D We did get along pretty well when we were growing up. I remember we used to play with the lion head and do the lion dance (not very well I'm afraid) during CNY.

Many people may describe me as a tomboy (even if I never climbed trees and never will unless it's a life and death situation) even when I'm a teenager now. I guess all that has something to do with the influences when I was growing up. You see, when I was growing up (before I entered Kindy A, mind you) I grew up playing with my brother because there were no other kids in the neighborhood. I did guy things with hime, played guy games with him and all the other guy stuff. During my childhood, you can safely say that my brother was someone I looked up to (because there was no one else!! jk jk) besides my parents. Even then, my parents were rarely home as they were kept busy with work.

So, overall, I think my brother did a pretty good job in bringing me up, don't you think?

;)

This is the story of Mini

The Wonderful Story of Mini
Authored by: Alison Lo
Emmeline Ong
Tania Lemi
Wong Siaw Hui

First off an introduction to begin with:
One day, in school, the four authoresses (check above) got exceedingly bored during BM class and unbeknownst to Mr Tan Ah Siang, they started to write stories. Among the two stories that were written is this one: The Wonderful Story of Mini. This story works in this way. Each line of the story was written by one authoress and then passed on to the next which will add another fresh new line to the story. And on and on it goes... And it is this story that I will attempt to recount to you today in this post.

Note:
Mini is the nickname of Emmeline. So as the story would have it, Emmeline is always trying to put Mini, the main character of the story in a good position.

Disclaimer:
With much regret, the authoress Siaw Hui totally misplaced the original transcript of this story. But she will attempt to remember the story as accurately as possible.

Key:
Words in pink were words written by authoress Siaw Hui
Words in blue were words written by authoress Tania
Words in green were words written by authoress Alison
Words in beige were words written by authoress Emmeline

The story:
Once upon a time, there was a very tiny little girl called Mini who set off to explore the world. Haha... yeah, she went off to explore the world. However, the only world that Mini ever saw was the world of the heel of a stiletto shoe. The stiletto heel crushed the little Mini and she died instantly. *When authoress Emmeline first saw this she glared at authoress Siaw Hui who started the entire story. Anywayz... moving on...* However, unlucky for mankind, Mini rose from the dead, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, bigger, better and stronger than before. Mercilessly, the now giant Mini crushed the stupid human who had dared to step on her and also crushed the laughing Tania, Alison and Siaw Hui. Muahahaha... HOI!! Stop changing the story. Anyway, *ahem* the stupid Mini came across a washing machine. Being the stupid idiot she was, she was curious to see how it worked. So she poked her head into the machine while it was operating and fell in. When she came out of the machine, she had shrunken back to her old self once more. Not only that, when Mini came out she had become a small yellow bikini. Haha... Suddenly, Mini found herself lying on the floor of a mall and then she was picked up and tossed into the bin of 99% discount clothes. Then a charming prince came along and picked out Mini from the bin and transformed her back into her beautiful self. Then they rode off into the sunset and lived happily ever after. The authoress Siaw Hui hates the way authoress Emmeline always drags Mini out of the story. Therefore, authoress Siaw Hui assumes all authority and has now cancelled that ending out of the transcript. As she was saying... Once upon a time, there was a very tiny little girl called Mini who set off to explore the world. Haha... yeah a *CENSORED* *CENSORED* world. *Upon receiving the script from authoress Tania, authoress Alison was appalled and refused to continue the exploration of the *CENSORED* *CENSORED* world by Mini* Mini went out to explore the world, wondering what the world had in store for her. But, using magic, Mini managed to transform herself into the Queen of the World and made all humankind her slaves that waited on her hand and foot. Bwahahaha... However, unfortunately, Mini was overthrown by all her minion of slaves and she was back to where she started. So, for the last time, Mini went off to explore the world. Yeah she went to explore a *CENSORED* *CENSORED* world. *Authoress Alison was forced by authoress Tania to continue this exploration of the *CENSORED* world this time around.* Everyday Mini would go and hide in the *CENSORED* Usually the *CENSORED* was empty. But one day she saw something entering the *CENSORED* world and was puzzled by what it was. The something was complete with a *CENSORED* *CENSORED* *Authoress Mini was infuriated when she saw the script, and attempted to rescue Mini* Being the all powerful being she was, Mini escaped this hideously disgusting *CENSORED* world and back into the real world. *Authoress Siaw Hui was equally appalled when she saw the script* Ah, Mini did transport herself back to the real world but she suddenly found herself in a big clean shopping mall. HOI! Why you change my *CENSORED* world story line?! *Authoress Tania breaks out of the union of the four authoresses and refuses to write any further* *Authoress Alison picks up the pen in her stead* Well, Mini did find herself in a shopping mall and being the Mini she was, she walked down those unforgettable aisles of a shopper's paradise and was almost crushed by another stiletto heel. But Mini, managed to avoid that heel and saw this beautiful emerald green evening gown that if worn by her, would enhance her beautiful self further. So, Mini tried it on. But being so very tiny and so very small, she got caught in the sleeve and was lost because she could not navigate her way out of the dress.

Unfortunately, at this instant of time, BM period was up and lunch period had arrived. The authoresses abandoned the script on authoress Siaw Hui's desk and went for lunch. And this is where the Wonderful Story of Mini ends.

lol... Anyway, Mini, don't get angry because I blogged our story ol. I was bored and well, I remembered how funny this story was and how we kept cracking up over it. Even Vanessa was laughing like hell when she read the original transcript. It's all in good-natured, love-you-as-a-friend-gal fun. Well you've got to admit that it's funny... except for the censored parts which I have kindly put *CENSORED* tabs to not disgust the viewing public of our blog.

Anyway, I don't really remember the ending of the story, but I think it was somewhat like that.

At least I captured the essence of The Wonderful Story of Mini. ;)

Grand opening

At last, at long last...

After painstaking hours of searching blogskins....

After painstaking hours of going through the html codes of the templates and customizing it to become my own...

After painstaking minutes of waiting for the entire blog to republish...

I have finally done it!

I have given my dull old black blog new life!

Okay, okay, I know that all I just did was to change the background into blue color.

Hey, but you cannot forget the fact that I tried to download the skin of blogskins and tried to customize it!

If you guys noticed, Kim did actually, for a while, my blog template did change because I accidentally republished my blog when I actually wanted to preview how the new blogskin looked like! So whoops, my bad.

But main problem was, the html code of that new design didn't allow comments on posts. So I tried to settle that problem but I didn't until William Tio came along! :D But because there were also a few settings in there that I could not change, I decided not to.

And you know what those settings were?

Those settings that couldn't be changed were settings that enabled only one person to post. Thereby, the profile of the blog is only one person, the posting can only be done by one person. Basically, the skin was designed to be only used by one person. Eg. at the end of each blog post, you know there's a part that goes Posted By? Well, for the new blogskin that I tried, there was none of that.

So, for my undying kindness Emma, for taking your views into consideration, for just changing this template to blue instead of giving it really new life by changing it into a BETTER BLOGSKIN, you had better post. Because as administrator of this blog, I can cancel you off my team easily. And indeed I could because I REALLY WANTED THAT NEW LOVELY BLOGSKIN but I didn't because I was too kind. And besides, I could have deleted you off the team because of your inactivity.

But once again, because of my sympathy and empathy, I didn't. Out of the lovingkindness in my heart, I didn't. SO YOU HAD BETTER BLOG PRETTY FREQUENTLY TO REPAY THE DEBT EMMA! You had better repay my kindness and oh-so-overwhelming generosity.

Gosh, this is what happens when I decide to take after Mtyp's ego. ;)

P.S. I did make some changes to the blog, however insignificant they might be. For eg. there is a new sentence in the sidebar. There is words above the counter and most of all, there is a new description for the blog (you know the one below the title Memories?) And you guys had better not ciplak that quote or whatever thingamajig you call it because it is copyrighted and all properties of that description belongs to Wong Siaw Hui of Form 4C 2005. I know that the quote is so damn good that you just want to copy it and make it your own right? Oh dear. There speaks my ego again.

Disclaimer: Whatsoever that hurts you in the blog is not my fault. It is my ego speaking throughout this entire post. So if there is anything to be blamed, it's my ego. By the way, my ego was boosted by Mtyp, unbeknownst to her.

A joke a day keeps me awake

First off, I know this is the second time I have blogged today.

But it's not my fault I'm on a blogging spree.

Someone *cough* Lionel *cough* asked me to blog. So here I am. *shoots death glare at said person* Are you happy now?

So... what is there to blog?

*crickets sing*

That's right, *cough* Lionel *couogh* I have nothing to blog about! Grrrrr....

Anyway, since I'm here I might as well bring up some random jokes that I can still remember from the past year.

On a fine sunny day, in Chem class one day...
Cikgu Kenny: So you must remember that all nitrates *jabs board with chalk* will dissolve -
Cherling: (from the far back in response to Akmal making fun of her) DON"T LIE!
Cikgu Kenny turns, surprised.
Cikgu Kenny: Me lie about what?
Cherling: Ehehe... sorry?

On another day in Chem class when Cikgu Kenny is opening his files in his laptop...
Cikgu Kenny: Okay class, you have done your Powerpoint presentation on Polymers and what not. So now I'm going to show you -
He clicks a file which opens up to numerous photos, one of which says Wedding Photos and one of which has a photo of his graduation.
Whole class: CIKGU WE WANNA SEE YOU AT YOUR WEDDING!
Cikgu Kenny: No
Class: YES
Cikgu Kenny: NO
Class: PLEASE
Cikgu Kenny: (going a little pink) NO
Alison: Cikgu come on la! It's supposed to be the happiest day of your life!
Cikgu Kenny: NO
Kim and me: Cikgu please!
Cikgu Kenny: (still adamant but he hasn't closed the file leading to the wedding pics yet) NO
Me: Okay, at least show us your graduation photo.
Cikgu Kenny: (hesitates) FINE

On the day the seniors and the Heads got our red ties...
MTYP: Oh no, my tie too short! Siaw how?! I'm due for duty! (looks desperately at me)
Me: Arrr (look at clock) Well...
MTYP: Uh oh, my tie can't fit. It's soooo short!
Me: (take off my red tie) Here, take mine I'll go get a new red tie from the teacher for you okay?
MTYP: (takes it gratefully) Thanks, Siaw! (rushes off to foyer)
Me: (about to exit class when I realize that I have to wear a tie so I revert back to my blue one then walk out)
Kim: Hey Siaw! I wanna see you with your red tie! All the others are wearing - OMG! WHY AREN"T YOU WEARING YOURS?
Me: I lent -
Kim: (ignores me completely) OMG! You're wearing your blue tie!
Me: Kim...
Kim: OMG! THEY DEMOTED YOU ALREADY? SO FAST?
Me: .......

In chemistry lab again...
Cikgu Kenny: Be careful of the acid. Don't let it get on your hand if not you'll find yourself melting away. If you feel stinging, please wash it with lots of distilled water straight away.
Me: (takes bottle of HCl and pass it to Kim) Kim, please pour this into the test tube.
Kim: (looks apprehensive) But what if -
Tan: Aiyah, just do it la.
Kim: (scared) Okay, I will - (pours the HCl and then - ) OMG! I got acid on my hands! I got acid on my hands!
(sets the bottle down)
Kim: I can feel it stinging! It's painful!
Emm: KIM! It's nothing! You barely touched the bottle to pour -
Me: (the other side of the lab table holding H2SO4 and pouring it, really got it on my hand) Oh shit!
Al: What happened?
Me: (going red in face and my hand stinging like anything) I got acid on my hands!
(rush over to sink and wash hand obssesively)
Al: OMG! Tell Cikgu! You're going all pale and then red and then pale! And your hand it's so white!
Me: Shit.... it's so bloody painful (grit teeth as hand turns whiter and pain shoots through me)
Kim: (quietly) Oh so that's what happened when acid really gets on your hand.

Anyway, that's all. HOPE YOU"RE SATISFIED CROWN PRINCE LIONEL! Ahaha...

Hangover

Okay, boredom has finally settled in.

And it's only what? Past the first week of hols? OMG! What's happening to me?! I used to loooovvveeee holidays and wail my bloody head off when it ends! But now I just feel like I want it to end! Though I still don't want to go for Form 5 yet... Ahaha!

I am bored
Bored I am
Are you bored?
Coz I am...

Ahaha... I remember that poem by Sjane I think? Was it? Ahaha... not bad not bad, I still have a good memory. ;)

Argh... still haven't finished my Add Maths and Physics hw. Dangit. Oh well... still got like one month plus plus to finish. lol

I've been sleeping really late nights lately a.k.a from 11 - 12.30 at night. And wake up at 9.00 to 10.00 still feeling hungover. My eyes feel like they're going to pop out of my head or something. Grogginess overtaking my senses... Aiseh.

And since I'm feeling bloody sleepy right now, I have a feeling this blog post doesn't make much sense. But well, I have currently nothing to do oth than to blog nonsense. Why? Coz I can't bear to sit and stare at my Add Maths or Physics. I wanted to open my hotmail to print out the corpse bride piano pieces that Lionel so kindly sent to me. Yeah, you're an angel sent from heaven Lionel, in that way, but most of the times, you're just plain devil. Jk jk... Anywhoz... for that angelic act, I hope you achieve all your life dreams... the nearest of which is to achieve straight A1s in SPM I believe? Aiseh, no problem for you la.

But hotmail refuses to open. System failure or smth. And therefore, MSN also refuses to open so I can't chat with anyone. Cut off from my world of friends. How sad is that? Sob* NOT! ahaha...

TV has nth good to watch and the comp has run out of good websites that I can surf. Oh oh and I've visited all the blogs I know and since no update, I decided to blog all my grogginess out here. Ahaha...

Hmm... am thinking of changing this blog's design. It is dull, like Emm says. So I went visiting www.blogskins.com, recommended by Anna in her blog, and discovered quite a lotta cool blogskins there. So sometime when I'm more alert and when Emm comes ol so we can discuss (after all it is still her blog too even if SHE NO LONGER BLOGS!) and when I am utterly bored, I might go and choose one blogskin and give this blog new life!

For the meantime though, you guys just have to make do with this dull black monotonous blog.

Sorry, blog, didn't mean to make you feel hurt.

P.S - If anything in this post does not make sense to you people, it's not my fault. I am currently typing from my mind which lacks sleep, feels like it's been mushed up and not thinking straight. Therefore, it is all my brain's fault.

Movies Galore

Okay, first off, I think I am hereby banned from the Star Cinema by the management.

All right, maybe I'm being a little too melodramatic but heck, you can go conclude whatever you wanna when you hear my side of the story.

Which will come later once I get the rest of what happens BEFORE this major tragedy out of my system first.

All rightie.

At hum, around 11.45, Van and I went to McD to grab some lunch with the others before going to catch a movie. So anywayz, we went to McD, ordered food except for Tan who strangely has no appetite (lol) and ate away... while Sat and Tan cracked lame jokes as usual.

Tan made comments about EVERYONE who walked near her or past her or whosoever she sees. For eg. EEEE I hate that girl la! So thin and so... Yeah ppl, get over it, Tan discriminates a lot. Ahaha...

And from what Sat said, I think he bamboozled Noel into thinking that he wasn't coming for this gathering. Apparently, from what I gathered, this was what happened...
Noel: So you going?
Sat: Me? Neh... I won't go.
Noel: Oh ok I won't go either.
And Noel if you're reading this, I'm not sure whether this convo ever took place but I heard THAT from Sat at any rate... Unless I got a serious problem of earwax.

Arrrrr.... what else happened at McD? Oh yeah. Jeremy ordered TWO burgers and TWO fries and TWO drinks(I think) Anyway, we were like all goggling when he downed it all.

Oh. And Tan has recently declared herself the proclaimer of the fact that I'm Head Prefect in Lodge. Since the moment I sat down to eat my cheeseburger, she keeps yelling: EH! SIAW HUI IS HERE! HEAD GIRL OF LODGE AH! *jabs me repeatedly*

I think by the time we finally left McD, everyone there just about knew who I was and what post I hold in Lodge. Thanks a lot Tan.

After finishing our lunch at McD (and after Tan had finished making her complaints about the dress of a lady sitting nearby) we deliberated on where to go next. Admist the whines of Sat who constantly went, "Not shopping please! Anything but shopping!" we finally decided to go shopping. Ahahaha...

So, off we went to Parkson to shop (or rather, get) a wedding card of Cikgu Agien who's getting married on Dec 3 this year. Apparently, Aidan and Sing Yue gave Tan ten bucks to buy two weddings cards, one for each of them. So we went to Plus and scoured around for a nice wedding card. Actually... I think we wasted more time hunting for useless cards with stupid msgs and passing it to each other admist guffawing rather than getting the wedding card. Then we decided to go to Times to see whether there was any better choice. But there was none so we went back to Plus and got three wedding cards instead. Tan said she wanted to buy one to give to Cikgu from her own heart.

And when we were walking out of the shop, I came upon this really cool gift wrapping paper which comes in both gold and silver. And it was so coolll because the texture was like wow! Nth I've ever come across before. Bam! Before long, everyone (namely Emm, Van and Tan) were crowding around the paper, crowing and feeling the wrapper over and over again... until I thought I saw the shopgirl get annoyed so we left before we got skewered by her.

So we all walked to Star, the six amigos (Tan, Van, Emm, Sat, Jer and me) to catch a movie. Upon reaching Star one of the lifts was bust and being the stupid idiots we were, we waited for the bust lift until I realized that the lift was bust and kept missing our floor. So... Jer, Van and Sat ran up ALL NINE FLOORS to get to the cinema. Tan, Emm and I were set to follow them but Tan couldn't keep up and Emm and I were falling behind. Tan because she was wearing high heels, me because my stomach was cramping up after that McD shake and Emm because... I dunno why. Ahahaha...

So we played cheat and took the lift on the like 2nd floor to the cinema. Reached there soon enough but the oth three beat us to it. But aftereffects of running up 9 floors? Van had to buy an orange drink just to cool her down.

We decided to catch two movies instead of one since the two we were catching were relatively short and in succession. So we were booked for Corpse Bride at 2.15 and Chicken Little at 3.30. Tan and I wanted to watch Zorro 2 but well... there was no time left and the timing coincided with Corpse Bride which I really wanted to watch. So... we hung around for a little while during which we chatted nonsense.

At around 2, we collected our snacks and went to catch Corpse Bride. Err... well most of you guys would have watched it already so, here goes. Corpse Bride is quite short, the ending is well kinda sucky but so so la I guess. For me, it kinda just hangs in mid-air. There a lotta jokes in there that will have you laughing so hard (in fact the entire cineplex laughed with the six of us bellowing goons) and well, the wedding vow that Victor makes is so cool, nice and original! And well, there are some touching moments that had Van almost crying. Admit it Van!!! Ahaha... though you were sitting next to me, I didn't even hear you give out a single sniff. Must have been too absorbed.

Oh oh! And the skeleton dog Scrapes is sooooooo cute!! Oh yeah and the piano music in there is SOO BLOODYYY BRILLIANT AND NICE AND ALL THE OTHER SUPERLATIVES! You know the one where Victor plays for the very first time on the piano, the one where he first meets Victoria! That one is soooo sad and moving and so bloody good! And the piano duet he has with the Corpse Bride? That was soo bloody brilliant and bloody nice! Ahaha... I remember Tan, Emm and me shrieking at the same time: "GOSH! THAT"S SO NICE! I WANT TO HAVE THE PIECE!" So any of you guys who have any of these pieces, lend me! I'm gonna photostate it and play it till I get it right! And this is the only time I have gotten excited about getting a piano piece, so please, anyone lend!!

Arrr... So after that movie we went to catch Chicken Little and this is where the mayhem began. And this is why I think Star has "expelled" me from the cinema. Listen close.

We immediately rushed to Cineplex 3 for Chicken Little. We knew our seats were in the I row so we went there. And then... got ppl sitting there. So we got all annoyed coz we thought these ppl were sitting in the wrong seats! So Sat went to get the usher to sort the thing out. And then we realized that these guys had the exact same seats as us!!!

Puzzled? Hang on, here's the 'great' bit.

The seats we were supposed to have in the I row? We booked those bloody seats for 2 o clock!!! The time we were watching the Corpse Bride!!!! Emma booked the wrong tickets for the wrong time!!! Apparently, there was a Chicken Little movie showing at 2 also and when we booked the tickets at around 1, the person immediately thought we were booking 6 seats for the Chicken Little movie at 2! Why? Because Emm didn't specify that the time we wanted was 3.30 that forgetful woman!!!!

So out we went again, hideously embarassed, we went to speak to the manager. You know, to swap the tickets for the 3.30 movie. And well, wonder of wonders, the manager speaks Mandarin. So great, I volunteered to go ask him to change. So I was stuck speaking Mandarin stutteringly till Tan and Emm came over to help me out. Tan was not bad but me and Emm were like stuttering all the way and trying to come up with the suitable words in Mandarin coz Tan was losing the battle.

The manager kept insisiting that we had already used the tickets and that the tickets' sides had been torn off so we couldn't get replacements. But we argued and fought that the sides were with the ushers and we could go get it to proof our statement. So we argued and argued on and on in Mandarin with me blabbering and rambling awkwardly. In the end, due to my impatience (hello, the movie was already starting!) and because I felt that we should at least get a compensation by him letting us into that movie (for crying out loud, that movie ticket cost me to go bankrupt!) I broke into English. I totally stopped talking Mandarin and I started raising my voice in English, going, "Can we just be allowed to enter this movie? You keep saying that we can't get replacements because we don't have the sides! But the sides are with the ushers! Why don't you ask them? The ushers tore them off without looking at the prior time!!"

So the manager just blinked at me for a while (maybe he didn't really understand English well LOL) and then went off to check it out. Meanwhile...

Satnam heard someone call him. He turned and found out it was one of the ushers to the cineplex we wanted to go into to catch the movie. The usher was like, "Aiyah, mari mari masuk cineplex la! Sit anywhere you want!" We all just stood like kinda flabbergasted, staring at the guy for a while. And then he kept on insisting, "Come la! Just sit any place you want for the movie!" So Sat and the rest took up the offer and followed the guy back to the cineplex, sneaking slightly coz the manager was like behind the ticket booth and had a clear view of us. However he was bz calling someone or smth. I stood for a while, hesitating, wanting to wait for the manager to give us the green light to go. I was just saying, "Hey, did the boss say we can go into the movie? I think we should wait..." At this point, Tan and Emm practically dragged me into the cineplex with them going, "Aiyah nvm la! That guy say can go go la!"

So we all sneaked into the cineplex and I went, "I feel like an ex-convict," at which Van said, "Me too." We stole seats at the side and all the time I was worrying what the boss might do to us. Like drag us out in full view of the viewing public in the cineplex? But anyway, halfway through the movie, the boss poked his head in, as if looking for someone. And I believe that he was looking for us. And because the cineplex was totally dark and huge, he couldn't spot us. So he spoke (couldn't really see I was sitting in total darkness and very very very far from the door) to his employee, the ushers outside and then the usher said something and he went out. Dunno whether he was angry or just plain annoyed at us for our persistance and finally just let us have our way.

So how was Chicken Little? Well, it's not bad... considering this is Disney's first computer animated movie since their break up with Pixar. But overall, I think the storyline is pretty shallow and it's kinda unbelievable. Simply stated like Van said, "How could the alien attack just end so fast, just like that??!!" And well, the characters are kinda shallow too, not properly developed and so on. But well, it has a lotta laughs inside, pretty lame and shallow jokes but good laughs all the same. Though the ending was kinda overdoing the heroism of Chicken Little thing. And kinda exaggerating till it got to the point where I almost choked on my drink because of the soppiness of it all at the end. I mean the ending was just too typical and too soppy (romantically soppy) Ask Van, I choked on my drink several times towards the end. Overall, a so so movie with good moral values inside but I still think Pixar animated films are better.

So what have we all learnt today? Make sure you specify the time of the movie you want to watch or end up in deep shit like us!! Hint hint Emma!!! Speaking of her, where the hell is that girl anyway? Does she know our blog is dying? Does she know that I'm the sole hero of this blog and take all the credit for keeping it alive??!! I thought she said she was going to blog.

Haiz... that girl...

Tick Tock, Time has run out...

All the world's a stage
And all the men and women merely players
They have their exits and their entrances
And one man in his time plays many parts...

One of Shakespeare's greatest poems. One of the symbols of what life really is.

We're just actors acting out our roles, living out our lifes. And as the title of this post suggests, time is running out on us.

Form Four has just ended a week ago. And well, I'm still not feeling the aftereffects of it.

Truth is, I can't believe I'm in Form Five next year. I can't believe I'm going to be seventeen in half a year's time! I can't believe that I'm going to learn driving next year! I can't believe it! I can't believe it!

Yesterday at church, I was supposed to be supervising a Christmas sketch that my church youth is supposed to put up. And well, we were supposed to be sorting out what costumes to wear and everything. And one of my friends, Zoe, is supposed to look like a school girl and she was like asking for one of us to lend her a tie to suit her sch uniform (which is a Lodgian's uniform)

I stood there humming a little tune to myself as the other actors just stared at me. I had totally forgotten that I have two school ties at home: a blue one and a red one. Ahaha... after effects of holidaying so long that I don't need to wear my prefect tie.

So anyway, Zoe was like, "Siaw Hui, borrow me your tie okay?" I was like "Huh?" for a while and then I went, "Oh tie! Tie! Dya want a blue one or a red one?" Ahahaha....

I can't believe I'm going to enter form five! I can't believe that I'm going to college next next year! It all seems so fast! I'm not yet matured to enter form five. I still have the mentality of a kid. Seriously. I mean... really. I don't wanna leave sch and say bye bye to all my friends here.

No, this is so unfair. Why can't time stop and let me enjoy this part of life before letting me go, at my own time, to the next phase of life.

I'm Form Five next year... I'm going to sit for SPM and that's gonna be like the last sch public exam to sit for. And those results are going to determine my next phase of life.

Oh my gosh. How is uni going to be like? They say it's tough tough tough. And what more, if I move overseas to go to uni, I'll have to like cope with other hassles of life! Like buying groceries, cooking, washing and stuff. And I have to study at the same time too! Oh my gosh! Can I cope with the stress of balancing this stuff? I've never tried running an entire household (small it might seem) and studying as well before! Oh my gosh! I hate this!

I don't wanna grow up! I wanna stay here in my home till I want to get out of here!

Ah... I can't believe I'm graduating next year.

And this about sums it all up: The ramblings of a school girl who's just about to enter Form Five and has bags under her eyes and her brain almost malfunctioning because of late nights.

Comprehension Dawns?

There are things in this world that, well, may never be understood.

Like why disasters happen when mankind least expect it. Like why planet Earth must orbit the Sun or everything on Earth dies. Like why must the rich pick on the poor even when they have all the riches in the world already. Like why are some plants green and some plants aren't. Like why there are only five continents in the world when there is still enough space for some more. Like why is the Earth sphere in shape and not oblong. Like why are humans the smartest species on earth when physically, we aren't the most dominant. Is it just because what we lack in physique is balanced by what we have in our brains?

Mankind will never comprehend the many mysteries of this Earth. Like for those who love unsolved puzzles, whether the Loch Ness monster really exists? Or are there really aliens out there and we aren't alone? Or who set up the Stonehedge and how did they do it? Or did the mysterious city of Atlantis every exist? Or does the Shroud of Turin really belong to Christ? Or who built the Pyramid of Giza and what was it real purpose (it's not a Pharoah's tomb by the way)?

Mysteries of old, present and future. We never were meant to understand them. We were just meant to puzzle over them and to never obtain the satisfactory solution.

But you know what is the most puzzling mystery of all for me?

Well, well, surprise of surprises (or maybe for some of you, not) it's mankind and the human nature.

Have you ever given that a thought?

Given a thought about why some people were born with brown eyes and some were born with black? About why some people were meant to be tall and some were meant to be short? About why some were meant to be plump even if they exercised their lungs out and some were meant to be slim even though they pile their plates as high as the Petronas Twin Towers? About why some are fair and some are not?

Genes, you might say, is the reason but... remember, we came from the same person, the scientific Adam. And he's only one person. How can his genes evolve so many times to produce the gazillions of individuals in the world today? The influence of the environment on our genes you might say is the answer. But think about it. Even within the same climate, the same environment, there are short and tall people. Plump and slim. Black hair and brownish hair. Genes in the line of ancestors, you might say. And yet, ah hah... there are siblings who are smarter than their other siblings. There are siblings who are tall and yet some who are short. And they are from the same family. The safest answer perhaps is that everyone has different genetic codes. And yep, that is right. But think about it. Who set this different genetic codes? How are these genetic codes set? Is it just by slip of fate and chance? And how on earth can there be so many billions of genetic codes to create so many individuals when God only has 46 chromosomes in each person to play around with?

But the greatest mystery of all is perhaps this.

What is there to the human nature?

We laugh when we're happy. We cry when we're sad. But why the hell do we do that? Is it just because we see others do the exact same thing when they're happy or sad?

Why do we feel the way we do? Why do we fall in love? How do we fall in love? Just because we're attracted to that person? How do we get attracted? The scent of the person? The behavior? The looks? The personality? And is it true opposites attract? And yet not all do!

Why does one person fall in love with another when even his or her own twin doesn't? Love just happens... does it really? What happens when one falls in love? Why does one's heart start racing? Or one goes breathless? Or one's palms grow cold in fear? Hormones much? Or does the brain just go crazy when we fall in love?

And above all. Why do we act the way we do even when we know we're hurting someone? Why do we backstab? Why do we bitch? Why do we loathe others' guts? Why do we ditch our friends who are way better than us? Why do we lie? Why do we cheat? Why do we murder? Why do we slaughter? Why do we torture? Why do we have greed? Why do we trample on others? Why do we humiliate? Why do we have racism? Why do we discriminate? Why do we vie for attention of others? Why do we just want to be the survivor in this doggy dog world?

I mean there's a place for everyone of us in this world. Why compete and trample others underfoot? We're not animals, we're civilised beings living in a civilised world where everything is enough for everyone. So why compete for the better job? Why compete for better marks? Why compete for the prize when at the end of the day, it does not make any difference?

We're all humans. We're all of the same species. Just because members of the same species compete like hell in the animal kingdom, doesn't mean we have to. They compete for mates. Look at us. Guys fight for the same girl, girls bitch for the same guy. Think about it. Why compete when there is bound to be someone else better suited for you out there somewhere?

Why are we here? Just to make others feel and look bad? Just to hurt others till they commit suicide? We're here for a higher purpose. We're here because we were born into this world not to betray others or to make others hurt. But we're here maybe just because we can stop this craziness of this rat-race crazy world. Cliche it might sound but simply put, why keep doing something just for the sake of doing it?

Think about it.

They say mankind is the smartest species on earth. But are we really?

They say we are the most intelligent beings and yet we can't even fathom our own minds and nature.

Comprehension dawns much?

Holidays

So, it's that time of the year again huh?

Holidays...

Ah well... isn't exactly much of a holiday for me.

Why?

Ahaha... I'll tell you why.

No. 1: I have a lot of prefectorial things to settle before the academic year of 2006 starts. Got prefect workshop to organize and plan for again. (The teachers want a better organization, ugh) And then got new prefects coming in next year. Got duty roster and assembly duties to sort out again...

No. 2: I have only completed 10 questions of Add Maths. That alone took me like 3 hours or 4? I know I'm dense that's why I'm slow. And so I have still got like 40 questions more to go? Dang... tonight better do like 5 more? At least circular measure is done. Then got Physics. Have to study for Chem test next year...

No. 3: Suddenly, I am put fully-in-charge of the Christmas play for the church youth. Not that I'm complaining but well, more work for me. I wish Nov 16 will arrive sooner. That way Mike will be back to help me out. And I still have to train the actors up from scratch. Help!

No. 4: Before sch reopens, I think I had better look thru the Form 4 syllabus for everyth. If not, next year, haha! the teachers will be outta get us, stuffing our brains with Form 5 and yapping at us when we tell them we need time off to study Form 4 stuff. I can just imagine Mrs. Ngu going, "What did I tell you ppl? I told you to study the Form 4 syllabus this holidays didn't I?" And Cikgu Anita going, "Budak, budak, I tell you ppl to study last year holidays and you didn't la."

No. 5: I have absolutely no chance of escaping that dreaded return to sch on Dec 28. It's compulsory and being my responsibility, I have to be there to take attendance of prefects. Yeah, and horror of horrors, both Headmaster and Mr. Lim will be there. So no chance of running off. Argh.

Ah well... I still have some treasured moments I guess. At least the sketch involves work AND play. Good good... the rest is just... sigh... plain work.

I'm starting to sound old.

Cheat

I hate myself for letting you cheat.

I hate myself for letting you get away with cheating.

I hate myself for being a nice person all the time, let you cheat and in the end your cheating came right around and bit me in my ass.

I hate myself for letting your cheating deal me the biggest blow I'll ever have in my life.

I hate myself for letting your cheating tear a big gaping hole in my heart.

When will you ever understand that: Life comes full circle. You reap what you sow. You sow cheating, cheating you'll get. One day, your cheating will come right back at you. And I hope it bites you right in the ass just as yours did mine.

Bloody hell, you can be self-righteous all you want, but I know who you bloody are on the inside.

I know who the hell you bloody are.

Pool Party

The holidays are here!

Whoot... but on one hand, goodbye Form Four, I'll miss you so much. More than you'll ever know. And I'm serious.

Form Four has been like... a rollercoaster for me. Good times. Bad times. Easygoing times. Hard times. I'll still remember all those fun and ditzy times my friends and I had. Growing up in Form Four wasn't easy. Learning that we have more responsibilities sure put a dead weight in our hearts, especially mine. But with growing up and more responsibilities, come more freedom, renewed freedom. We revelled in knowing that we were no longer kids anymore, we get more freedom from our parents but the price to pay is of course - hard work in our studies and heavier responsibilities.

I can't say that I'm exactly looking forward to Form Five, because well, Form Five will be harder... as in subjects and so on. And as usual, there is a worry in me that I might not survive Form Five. Because Form Five is so different from Form Four, or so I hear, and for that reason, I fear that I cannot do well in Form Five.

Anyway, I'll be looking forward to the new experiences I'll learn in Form Five. I just hope it'll be sweeter and easygoing experiences than I have experienced late this year.

Well... a few of us went to Sat's pool side party last night. And though we were expecting more people - guys just because it rained doesn't mean the pool party was cancelled!!!!! - we had quite a swell time I might say. Just talked, played badminton, ate, played pool... the rest is just quite a hazy memory.

So, who turned up? Arr... well, me, Mel, Tan, Jeremy, Noel, Sat, Aidan, Khang, Jackie, Alvin. The ten amigos. Okay, that sounds wrong and weird.

So anyway, after getting lost for a around fifteen minutes, my mum was getting anxious because the night was dark and stormy. Rain was pouring in buckets. So I called Noel who then directed me to De Summit, where Sat lives.

Upon reaching De Summit, I went up with Noel (who came down to fetch me up to Sat's room) and Alvin (who arrived right after me) to Sat's place. And since it was still raining - though it was lightening to a drizzle - Noel, me, Mel and Tan decided to play that yelling Snap game. Whereby we're supposed to yell each other's long long names whenever you overturn cards of the same colour. Haha... Noel was so blur. I think he ended up taking most of the cards. Booyah!

After a while, we decided to go down to the pool and to have our dinner in the drizzling rain. Turned out that everyone brought either noodles or kuey tiaw. Ahaha... so we just had to make do with it. I think there were like 2 plates of noodles and 3 plates of kuey tiaw. Tan brought some kueh that was damn nice and Khang brought cheese cake and some tarts which were out of this world. And Khang said he baked them when we told him that the pastries were bloody good. Nice try, Khang, but for heaven's sakes, do you expect us to believe you baked such professional pastries? In your dreams...

Then the entire table poked fun at me. Tan made this really lame joke about me obssessing over my position of Head Girl. She claims that I am forever wearing my red tie and blazer at home and ordering my maid to do work. What the hell?? When will you guys get that school's out and the holidays have begun? I am no longer Head Girl of Lodge School for the next two months so gimme a break will you? Aish, Tan, you're hopeless.

Then we played snooker... at which I had one try at it and blew it - the entire table roared with laughter at me. Okay, guys, I get it, I suck at snooker but heck, at least I gave it a try right? *shrugs*

Then Aidan, Tan and me decided to play badminton upstairs. But the court was taken so we had to wait our turn. Tan and me played at the sideline without a net - Mel later came up and joined us whereas Aidan abandoned us. Ahahaha.... Then Sat came to join us in badminton and then the entire fun began.

Sat hit the shuttlecock too high and it flew over the wall. Then it landed on top of the wall, covered by this dome like structure. Me being the stupid idiot, thought it flew THROUGH THE SOLID BRICK WALL and into the terrace outside. I blame my shortsighted eyes for this.

So anyway, I pulled open the doors to the terrace and peeked outside. Upon this, Khang and Aidan (who had just came up), Mel, Sat and Tan rolled on the floor with laughter. I turned and then I realized that I had just made my stupidest mistake. Yeah guys, I'll remember this for life. I still can picture Mel Khang and Tan rolling over and over again, bellowing with laugher. The memory is shameful.


Okay, so, the shuttlecock was stuck on top of this really high wall. Sat tried to get it down by asking Jackie (being the tallest) to get a boost from him and to get the thing down. But the wall was too high. So Alvin and Sat carried one whole TOWER of chairs mind you to reach the wall. But by the time they managed to carry that WHOLE STACK of chairs from the pool downstairs, they had almost broken their backs and - Jackie had disappeared. Ahahaha... maybe he didn't want to attempt the crazy feat.

Anyway, while Sat was yelling Jackie's name, up comes Noel, looking dazed. So, Sat dragged him into the whole fiasco by getting him to climb the tower of chairs. But by the laws of Physics, the chairs couldn't withstand a very puzzled Noel climbing it like a stairwell. So Alvin and Sat had to go ALL THE WAY DOWN to get some more chairs and to pile them up. So Noel, hopped onto this shorter deck of chairs and with a lil help from the two guys, onto the taller stack of chairs. And yeah, Noel got the shuttlecock down and Tan and me broke into applause. Pity though, Mel wasn't there to see it. LOL! Joking joking...

Then tired out, Noel, Tan, Sat and me dragged chairs out into the terrace, sat down and began to talk. Actually, Tan tried to scare a poor bird out of his/her nest first before she gave up. So anyway, we started talking about everything and anything.

Gosh, I will remember that night on the terrace the most. I mean, like Tan and Sat agrees with me (Noel remained pretty reserved throughout the time on the terrace) the terrace is so quiet and peaceful. It overlooks so many things, like the serene, calm pool and a really cool basketball court. It's so breezy up there, there are just enough lights (bright enough for you to manage to see each other but dim enough that your eyes don't go kabonkers) and there are pretty flowers lining the balcony. It's so... perfect. Plus there aren't annoying people surrounding you.

We watched planes coming in, bound for Kch Airport and talked about anything. About our hopes and dreams for the future. About our deepest darkest fears. About our past experiences. About our funny incidents. About our ambitions. About aeroplanes and our incidents in them. About our dreams at night and what they meant. Ahaha... if you're wondering whether we were bitching about anyone, we didn't. So don't get your hopes too high.

For once, we were talking about everything under the sun, opening up about our lives (esp me about my fears which I have never told anyone) and just chatting about something outside the scope of our school syllabus for once. And just revelling in the knowledge that school's out and we have two more months before we begin a new nightmare by the name of Form Five.

We also did a lot of remeniscing and the atmosphere went a bit moody when we came to realize that next year will be our last year in Lodge. Then Alvin came onto the terrace and the calm and quiet spell was broken.

Alvin decided to push Noel into the pool once they were both on the ground. Poor Noel, he hit the water like a sinking rock. Ahaha... then we all played badminton and then the night was over. At around like 10.30 I went home but the others except Jackie, Mel and Aidan continued playing a fool and badminton.

Sigh... the holidays have begun and I'm not exactly happy. For one thing, am still a little sore about what I found out yesterday (and don't try asking me about this because unless I decide to tell you, I won't) and that I have Physics and Add Maths hw to do. Plus I have a Chem test to study for the first week of Form Five.

Ah well... life's still swell. School's out for the next two months and I intend to live every waking moment of it with fun.