Ehem..

So....


Hey?

Holidays are ending :[

The new semester's going to begin this Monday. I'm quite crestfallen that it's ending too quickly, but I'm anxious to begin again - this time, I'm determined to not speak to anyone once the teacher starts talking. That means you too, Fafrina. ( = 3 = )


Hey, desperate times calls for desperate measures. I'm not very good at splitting my already short attention span, so it's important I make sure I understand each subject.


My grandparents are in the house - they're here to look after me and my sister since my mom got a new job and the maid's gone. I'm feeling a bit guilty for neglecting my duties to entertain their time, but what can I do? I'm getting more and more busy each passing day as I cram all sorts of info into my brain.


Yes, I'm finally starting to follow my study schedule. I'm hoping with time and great discipline, I would be able to catch up to where the smart students are. That also means you too, Fafrina. Musheeroom, if you're reading, I'm taking up your mom's challenge at being your competition in the academics field. I'll prove to be a potent opponent, I'll make sure of that so that one day, we could be sent of to Japan on the school exchange program.


Studying proves to be much easier when there's nothing to distract or pressure me. I dislike when people poke and force me to go read a book, so when I have the freedom of choice to study by my own will, it's much less of a burden. Also, a clean environment helps a lot.


Speaking of cleaning, I'm almost done with the cleaning of my room - which is quiet a huge surprise. Thanks to new storage space, I'm able to keep all my prized possessions without having it clutter my room.


Also! I'm taking up the Drawing Challenge from here.

Here's Day 1.

It's irking me. IRKING ME.

Everything is irking me.

 IRKING ME!

The exams are irking me, my room is irking me, my sister is irking me, I am irking me, THIS FONT IS IRKING ME.

Okay. Better.

I am feeling so very irritated at the moment, so stuffy too. I was fine mere minutes ago, all snuggled up in my comforting striped duvet, ready to study science for my exams tomorrow. But now. Now I am irked. I have been irked. I still am irked.

P.s. I love this word. Hahahahahaha ._.

I need another cold shower. 

Yesterday, when I was irked -more irked than today- I took a cold shower and went to bed. The next morning, my heart was cooled. I want to do that, but if I sleep, then when will I study? OR maybe you could study now instead of updating yer stupid blog. 

See? Now I am irking myself! My irked self is irking me. HEEEEELP.

My room is so stuffy at the moment, thanks to everything being moved into it because there are guests in the house - Tok Nyeh, my grandma, grandfather and my youngest aunt.

I like having them here, I really really do. HOWEVER. Why is my room the victim of all this junk! >A<

I have one more week to go before the exams are over and done. Until then, I don't want to see myself touch this computer. EVER. Lol, but there are other computers in the house.

I'm planning on devoting all my time to reading textbooks and reference books and making audio tapes out of them, then listening to them as I do other stuffs. Then complete every single one of the exercise books in the nearest bookshop. 

THEN. Once my PMR is over, I. Will. Do. EVERYTHING.

Oh look. I made this.

Click to enlarge.

 Sheesh. Mr. Narrator is so edgy. = 3 =


I shall flee now. Farewell, my lovelies.

Bai.

[end]

 

What happened this week?

Just a post to relieve me of stress. 

This week on Monday, a friend of mine - Sarah - helped me complete my electronics project to which I am indebtedly grateful for. However, I didn't get to properly check whether or not the project was a success because the battery provided for testing had run out of power whiiiiich was a bummer. ;-;

 Then the next day, which is Tuesday, another friend of mine -who has the same name as my mother, by the way - accidentally burned her fingers while we were doing a science experiment in the lab. She touched the test tube that was still hot after being heated with the bunsen burner. She handled the situation very well though, you couldn't even tell that she was in pain if not for the occasional "aah"s she sounds whenever something touches her fingers. They look like they're getting better, though.

On the same day, we had our music lessons and after almost an hour of not really getting anything, Sarah - the friend who helped me with my electronics project - taught me French! Well, not everything about the language; just a few words and simple sentences. 

For example, "Commons tu t'appel?" she said it means "what is your name?". And the answer is, "Je m'appel [Name]." 

And then there was, "le cole" or something like that meant the school. "Poulet" means chicken and "pain" means bread. 


So that's another language I'm adding to languages I'm learning, along with Japanese, Arabian and German. :)


Then yesterday, my second primary school had its 10th anniversary. I went to the carnival and had pretty much a blast.


Today, family members have flooded my house. All of my mother's siblings are here and they brought their babies! Yay! 


Tok Nyeh is back, btw.


[END]

SKBJ 10th Anniversary!

Head. Is. Hurting.

Since I have done my fair share of learning this evening, it wouldn't be wrong for me to post something, no?

So try guessing what time it is at the moment.

9PM? 10PM? Hah. Wrong. 

It's 3 in the morning.

I have just finished helping my mother bake cupcakes and also finish decorating a gift for a friend's birthday. BUT I CAN'T SLEEP.

My head is throbbing, yet my eyes won't close. So the solution is for me to blog? What.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm not making any sense - I AM sleep deprived after all.

Oh, and by the way, my mother's new chocolate cupcake recipe rocks. So much.

Made a card for my friend using my origami papers. I might sound a little bit full of myself when I say this, but I think it really looks nice. Muahaha, I, the not-so-master of origami and arts have done it yet again. Though it took me hours to decide what to do. And yet, the finished product is fairly plain and simple. Not to mention my writing inside the card ruins the beauty of it. -_-

Bah, whatever. I think she will like it.

Probably.

Oh my, I have school tomorrow at 7. If I sleep now, I probably have 3 more hours of sleep - if my mathematical and estimating skills prove decent.

Wait! I've figured out why I can't sleep.

It's because my routine is not completed! I have not brushed my teeth! BRB.

Goodnight!!!111noobwhatever. ._.

[End]

Sigh

Guys, I'm feeling that I'm not going to be able to write anything remotely productive or at least something that makes sense for a while.  (´∩｀。)

I mean, look at a few of my latest posts - they're all full of gifs and don't contain much, really. But there's a reason to that, by the way. I'm trying to get rid of all the gifs that have been cluttering up my computer; I don't want it to go to waste after all those time trying to find them back in the days when I was actively stalking people on Tumblr, so I decided to put them to good use here in my blog. 

However, that is not the only reason why I'm taking a hiatus from blogging. I think that if I were to keep on blogging like this, I won't be able to focus on my studies. See, even though I am a big procrastinator and also very lazy, I'm not entirely stupid; I know that this exam matters a lot and will determine my future. I mean, if I don't get good grades on this exam, then I will lose any chance of getting into the science stream and be sent to the arts and literacy stream - which, by the way, is not bad or anything. It's just that I think that if I get into the science stream, I will have more options and am able to change streams if I want to; when you get sent into the arts stream, you can't really change unless you have watts of cash in your wallet - which I don't.

So, au revoir, my lovelies. Wish you well. And fear not, for I will return, probably, after the exams. Maybe after a while, I would post something to let you know how things are going. 

Until then, tata.

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Today is English study dayyy~

Have I told you of my studying schedule?

No?

Well I am now.

For my PMR exams, I have a total of 8 subjects that I have to take. I have counted and divided each subject and all their topics into one subject per day for everyday until a few days before my trials.

Below is the chosen order of subjects I made:

1. History.
2. KH (A subject that is a mix of home ec, electronics, woodworks and in my case, commerce and business. It sounds cool the way I say it, but it's a pretty normal subject. IMO).
3. Agama - Islamic Studies.
4. Science.
5. Geography.
6. Malay.
7. Maths.
8. English.

So after every eight days, I get to post a blogpost or update my works on 'zilla without feeling guilty.

Also, I'm helping Fafrina improve on her English skills and in return, she's teaching me Malay. Our classes are on every Friday at her house. 

This week's lesson will be how to write letters. She will write a letter to me in English and I will reply in Malay. Good idea, no?


Oh, and btw, so far everything is going splendidly in my household; Tok Nyeh is so awesome. Though, I still haven't completely gotten myself used to talking to the elderly. 

I iz confused. Much like this mucho cute baby.

I'm off now, bai-bai.

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What the hell am I doing again?

Folks, let me tell you a tale about a girl.

Now, this girl, she is a fairly ordinary teen - average height, average weight, average looks, average brains, average manners, average family, average skills, average social abilities. She is so average that if she were to have a middle name, then there would be a very high possibility for her middle name to be, Average. 

While Ms. Average here might have average brains, she does not like to sharpen it with things that she is supposed to. For example, if in school she needs to know of when the Brits  lost to the Japs in the Malayan land, instead, she prefers spending her time learning about the parts of the brain and what does it do, and also origami techniques. She prefers to read and write a language that is not even her own, despite having her tongue absolutely hating said language and strongly preferring its native language.

One thing that might as well be labelled as the death of her is her most beloved activity - blogging.

Her love for blogging conquers her and her entire being. It invades her brain and seizes her mind. Her mind then coaxes and cajoles her with different sort of engaging and interesting ideas until she is forced to yield and surrender.

This girl is in dire need of rescue from the clutches of evil procrastination. She needs to be rid of the haunting need to write, be it her thoughts or pieces of works.

I mean it's not like their any good anyways. /shots.

She has a deadline. A time limit. Before the clock strikes, she must save herself.

Else, her future, her present, everything. 

Will be destroyed and detonated. 

Shredded and severed.

Collapsed and crushed.

Buried and burnt.

What she needs to do is not easy.

It is very challenging and acquires help from the people around her. Help she is not sure she could obtain.

What she needs to do, 

Is study.

Like, now.

Or else, she'll fail her PMR.

BUT I DON'T WANT TO! TAT

[END] 

 

Synopsis of April 2012!

I've never been this drained and exhausted as I have been in this month. 

This was the month where the  sports activities took place, school projects meet their deadlines and where I'm torn between caring and entirely not giving a damn. 

This was the month where weeks were rough, yet days were vapid. 

This was the month of April. 

April's ending!

Sigh, it's been a full week since I've written anything. I afraid my blogging skills might rust at this pace.. -.-

This week was full of sporting events and plenty of other activities for me. 

We had our road-run practice on Wednesday and yesterday was the real deal. I didn't run, though. But what I DID do was help out at my club's stand. We sold two types of drinks (Ocean Blue - which was basically a mix of asam boi, lemons, and blue food colouring - and another drink which contained soya, bandung and cincau), keropok lekor and popias.

I think Ocean Blue was the culprit to what made my stomach so sick today. =A=

But! All went well yesterday. We sold everything! Including the 4 batches of our blue concoction. I got to play with this cute little boy while chilling around and selling things with a classmate and my clubmate. The fact that I didn't have to run a total of 5 kilometers was just a bonus. 

Got into a fight with Musheeroom... which would be considered normal.. but not this time. 
It's just that, I know I was wrong - and I admitted it! But she was screaming in my face, and I was confused and mad because of that, so I screamed at her, too, in the midst of the rainfall and crowd bustling for shelter. I don't handle things well when anyone yells or raises their voices with me. It's my weakness - unfortunately.

Now I'm tired emotionally and physically; emotionally, because of familial problems and because I was bothered by the fight with Musheeroom and a way to say "I'm sorry" without seeming stiff or awkward. Because I know that what I did was stupid, but at the same time, I feel somewhat a mixture of angering grief that she had to be so rough about it. I'm sorry, dammit!!

Huuh... whatever. Oh, and physically since I spent the entire day making triangle bases for the 3D origami piece that I'm working on. Planning on having it as part of the gubahan project that was subjected by my new uniformed units.

Ah, which reminds me! I dropped out of the fire brigade because I was so sick and tired of the drills we had to practice at EVERY SINGLE MEET and the fact that there was no other engaging activities other than burn in the sunlight.

But that's not the best part yet.

Even though I quit the brigade because I hate the drills, I joined my sport's team's marching team. WHAT.

From my last experience with the school's marching team - which I had acquired during my first year of high school - it's not very different from the drills I learn while in the fire brigade. So, why?!

Oh, and did I mention the fire brigade teacher is also the teacher for my sport's team, too?

Speaking of sports, the winner of the road run was team Jupiter - which is represented by the colour green.

Mars - Red. Mercury - Yellow. And finally, mine: Earth - Blue.

The few things that I like about being in the blue team is that the shirt is slimming. And I don't have to wear a singlet - unlike members of the Yellow team, aka, Fafrina. Muhaha.


Tomorrow's a school day. I haven't been to school for lessons since Wednesday.

 Didn't attend on Thurday because I had to help my mother translate her part of the apple product called Siri.. or something? Meh, I don't know. 

Spent the entire day, from the peak of dawn to near Midnight sitting in front of the computer screen, typing away like a zombie slave.

And then I convinced my mother I was in dire need of rest on Friday which resulted to my absence. Ehe.

Later that Friday, I went for a visit to the TTDI pasar malam with Fafrina, Musheeroom and a classmate of mine and her brother. We had a surprisingly great time. SURPRISINGLY. Fafrina gave me lots of food.. heheh. ( =w= )

Anyways, I'm off to complete the swan origami piece. And make something for my fungian-nicknamed friend. And do something about my stomach problems. And finish reading a piece of writing by a classmate of mine. And sleep. And hope that I will live another day tomorrow. And bye-bye.

[END]

  

Who broke the iPad?

This week ended in fair bliss. 

E----xcept for the fact that I got an injection, was forced to run a whole field in a long skirt, lost my pencil case and found out that the iPad was broken.

But other than that, it's all fine and dandy.

Yay for unexpected holidays!

Today's a Wednesday, so naturally, school should be where I'm at. But! Thanks to a certain event that I'm not sure of in detail, everyone gets a day off today. \(^o^)/

Even so, I cannot be blinded by this short moment of rest since there's still a lot of things to do. 

For example, I have to finish writing an essay for my History project, visit the nearest pasar malam (In English, night market, I think..) and then create a folio based on the study of various things linked to said visit, finish studying the Form 1 syllabus and start doing my revision on the Form 2 and 3 syllabus. 

Then we have the Merentas Desa event (cross-country running - although, we only run for about 5kilometers at max) that I would gladly volunteer not to enter and instead, work at my club's stall. We haven't figured out exactly what to sell, but I'm liking the idea of chicken popcorn and lots and lots of products made from fresh watermelons. 

And not to mention the May test which is on the 7th and the PMR trial around June. @A@

Can you believe how fast this year is going? It's already near mid-April! (」゜ロ゜)」


Anyways, if you live in Malaysia, take today to cool off and just relax for a bit. Say, read a book, watch a movie, or do absolutely nothing at all. And if you're not in Malaysia, c'est la vie, I guess.

I'm off to join the family for a lunch out. Be back by this evening to write posts on AFKL loot, a review, and maybe first impression rant on something. Bye~

[END] 

Miss me?

Quick post here. Turns out I could blog with the ipad. Who knew? O_O

Anyways, a thousand apologies for my absence. School's real tough at the moment with a whole lot going on. In fact, I'm actually attending the sports meet that I've never particularly likd eversince... forever? And yes, I am not a sports person and will most likely never be. -.-

Went to Fafrina's house as planned on Tuesday, and going there again tomorrow since our folio is still not finished. *sighs* Being a student never is easy, huh.

Oh, and to -ying-, thank you very much! You're my first ever follower and that makes me feel really happy and proud. I'll try my best to make time for blogging and post often! :)

More posts will be posted on Saturday, so please look forward to it. That is all for now, I'm off to finish my readings. Bye!


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English Oral Duo Snippet

Alright, since I'm a bit disappointed by my English marks, I thought that it might be great to prepare for the Oral Duo so that it'd be easier to review if we changed our mind. Me and Fafrina paired up with each other. She suggested the idea of saying three things we dislike about each other and creating a comical banter to make it work and look realistic. We agreed to the idea.

Sometime in the shower, I thought of a rhyme and I wanted to put it here so that I don't forget it.

A: We've been friends for years, both she and I.
B: But it did not start with a mere simple "Hi"
A: It is not so touching that you would cry.
B: And it's not so cheesy that you might die.

Fafrina! So how 'bout it? Talking about our history together instead of the dislikes thing - cause I really can't think of anything that I don't like. Tell me you like the idea! (  = 3 =)

Studying...

It's so hard..! That's what she said

Okay, ew. Hahah. = =;

Ehm, yesterday was a lazy day. I finished reading Until You, a novel by Judith McNaught, aka, Fafrina and my mother's favourite author. Then I proceeded to lie down and do virtually nothing. 

Later the afternoon, I got bored and convinced myself to let me post something with the excuse that I'm studying English for Wednesday's exam. So, for the rest of the day, I jumped from site to site as I "studied" English.

Part 4 will be out... sometime soon, I hope. Dealing with a lot of activities these days, so blogging will be limited. *shrugs*

The good news is that after my exams - which end by Friday, by the way - finish, it's school holidays for me! Yay! One whole week of pure nothingness.

And yet, I still have to study because of the PMR exam I'm taking this year. Oh, the joy.

Most probably, I won't be doing anything remotely close to fangirling activities. But c'est la vie.

Egad! It's 3PM! Where did the time go! 0A0
I must leave. Farewell~ 

[end]

Tomorrow's my exam.

Click to play

Oh, shit.

[end]

English is so Hard!

Today, there was an English oral test at my school. I've always hated oral tests - scratch that, I've always disliked speaking in English in front of people. My tongue only favours its native language. I have a stupid accent and sound like an idiot when speaking in English. Hell, I sound better when speaking German! ... even though I've never learnt it.

Verdammt! Ich habe sauerkraut in meine lederhosen!

Yeah, I said that without Google Translate! Booyah! That's what Hetalia fan products gives you - the power to talk weirdly in different languages.

I spoke of my first trip overseas, a.k.a the trip to Viet Nam. My friends were all:

Meanwhile, there I was at the front feeling like so:

Spoke in very broken English, my grammar was all over the place, my eyes were going out of focus. I didn't even tell my story properly either. When I compared to the rest of the class, their English was incredibly fluent and they delivered their message very clearly. 

Arghh! I feel like dust now. 

-eND-

Hetalia makes it all better...

Today was a fairly bad day - not the worst, but not the best either.

During the Gamelan performance on Saturday, I received this really cute water bottle with a shape similar to that of a grenade. Very compact and sleek, an aesthetically pleasing thing indeed.

I brought the bottle to school today to show it to my buddies. Everything's all fine and dandy, until a classmate of mine grasp sight of the bottle. He was tossing it up in the air, but since he caught it every single time, I thought that it was fine. Honestly, I wanted to ask for it back, but I couldn't bring myself to spoil the guy's fun.

My intuition was right about asking for it back, and yet I did not listen. The bottle fell after a high throw, crashing onto the solid concrete and it burst.

Words could not describe how bad I felt - the disappointment was overwhelming. I wanted to slap the guy, kick him in the balls, slit his throat and feed him to the wolves. But of course, reason got up to me and I merely sat there, staring at the scene. 

The guy looked at me, his eyes saying sorry, but he didn't. I looked at him with the pokerface of mine, unwilling to show that I was sad over just a bottle. I don't know why, but I stared him straight in the eyes and told him to drink it. 


It kind of felt good as I watched him gulp mouthfuls of water as fast as he could. The sadist inside of me was enjoying herself at the fact that his high ego was scratched. For the first time ever, his air of confidence wasn't there. 


After he finished drinking, he showed me the bottle with a curt smile. I flashed a dark smile of my own and told him coldly to throw the bottle away. And so he did. 


When I got home, I introduced Musheeroom with Prussia. We watched an abundance of videos of him and at the time, I was no longer in the dumps.


During our club meet, Musheeroom and Fafrina didn't want to sing the song that we created with much effort. I wasn't going to be the only one singing, so I didn't say a word of opposition. The feeling of losing without even competing was soul-crushing. 


The entire day didn't seem to matter anymore. Even the game of congkak with Musheeroom felt draggy. 


At home that evening, I drowned myself in Hetalia - MEPs, AMVs, the lot.


Hetalia is to me what a teddy bear is to kids, what a meal is to the hungry, what the Sun is to the cold. It gives me strength, it draws a smile on me, it lifts my spirits and is what makes my life a lot better and fun.

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Days of The Week - A poem (?)

Mondays are mundane,

So students go insane. 

Tuesdays are fairly tedious,

Us kids learn 'bout the radius.

Wednesdays are woeful,

 No sleep thus we look awful.

Thursdays are thriving,

The weekends are arriving.

Fridays are festive and free,

School ends, and we all smile with glee.

Saturdays are superb,

 Pesky homework, don't disturb

And Sundays are short,

As is the nose of Voldemort.

  
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