Hell knows, heaven suspects. By Mr Bent in Making Money

For some reason the form 5 LIDRA members have to pay for their own retirement party.

And the fact that we use the word 'retire' cracks me up. I had a vivid vision about us all, in our twenties, sitting in rocking chair listening to the sounds of nature, and then.

retired-LIDRA member 1: You remember the good old days where we used to play alibi?

retired_LIDRA member 2: yup, you remember that the player never wins.

My friends say that I am ridiculous. I am also ridiculous because the SPM craze have not hit me yet. So whenever someone goes:

Dude, SPM is 3 months away.

I will go,

Dude, in 3 months time, I don't have to look at BATA shoes ever again.

For some reason they are not amused. I wonder why.

I bought a new book.

So, its call Going Postal, set in Terry Pratchett's Discworld. I already have Making Money, and since the antagonist is still Moist von Lipwig I wanted to read it. He does have a rather cool wordplay going on.

So, people read.

and today, a weird thing happened to me. So, I went off to Times at Pavi after my parents and brother decided to go to Stadium and Adidas.

And when I met them they were beaming and said that since each of them bought a new article of clothing, I get a new one too!

me : huh?

So, I dragged them all over finding the perfect pair of shorts.

And I found it on a Sale rack in Esprit.

it had funky beading.

What I really want is the flare-out shorts in Gap. Providing that the price mysteriously drop so low that the ground can't even go there.

But there shall be a way.

Oh, yes, and SPM is a pain.

The prospect of ending school.

While many of the students are awaiting the prospect of never coming to school and wearing those white BATA shoes (black for prefects and librarians) ever again, none of us account for the journey to the end.

Actually the end is the SPM examinations. What we didn't expect is the tonne of homework we are getting shoved down our throats everyday now.

So, after school, I am stuck inside doing tedious accounting and drawing graphs while my brother enjoys the sunshine.

And I want to watch Alice in Wonderland, the one coming out next year.

Puteri Gunung Ledang finally over.

That whole month singing and nearly loosing my voice.

That whole month gleefully putting on a regretful class when we are pulled out of class for extra rehearsals and extra breaks.

That whole month laughing as I watch my friends put on the play and not being able to take them seriously when they act sad..

All gone, my last year and final concert. But I walked away with a marroon kebaya. (ps. Alya, if you want to see me in it ask me to some random dinner or something which requires traditional formal outfits)

And as last year, I realise that I am missing the gene which enables me to put on make up. Hence, I just stood there looking lost while more experienced and talented gurus surveyed my face and put stuff on it. The eye curler mechaniscm scared me. That thing is a creation of evil.

And on Friday night, I discovered why I am incapable of putting on make up.

Rowena : Make up is like art, you just have to blend the colours until it comes out right.

Me : That explains a lot, I always nearly fail my art.

Yup, so that is that.

And I am watching Harry Potter tonight. YAY. Sorry Becks.

Puteri Gunung Ledang

For some reason, there are more dances and songs than there are acting.

The Sultan does a pretty good job though. But I understand why the Princess didn't want to marry him. His laugh was creepy.

And everybody's favourite role/actress:

NENEK KEBAYAN.

Pez does it in such a way that is interesting and :

a) funny to the people who know her
b) scare the crap out of the lower-secondary.

And she has to do this funky evil laugh at the end. And for some reason all the boys in the choir were imitating it.

And my choir instructor, fed up with the lack of songs, mixed up all the song and created a remixed like version of everything for the finale.

Should be fun.

And my kebaya/costume is maroon .

Piano examinations.

I am going for the grade 8 practical examinations in a couple of weeks. And crap... my pieces are not ready.

And I dislike the scales alot.

And I have just watched five episodes of friends in a row.

A no for me too.

Nope, nada, zilch.

Not going to NS either. And I was actually preparing myself against the shock of actually going. But a lot of my NS-fied friends say it isn't so bad, after you get over the four-layers of clothes thing. And the marching for hours under the sun.

So it's of to MCKL for me with

......

*drumroll*

REBECCA CHAN SEE CHING.


We are going to have so much fun.

Blah....

Two birthday parties in a row!

One : part pyjama party and part reason to watch Transformers 2. *squeals*

two: Really don't know the bday boy...wonder why am I going...?

But, I art really excited for Transformers and Pyjama party.

And a weird thing occured a couple of days ago.

While I decided to take a shower, there was loud sounds emerging on the other side of the door.

Lookey here, it was Zarrah, who was complaining that a friend should not be showering when a friend you haven't seen for centuries mysteriously appear at your toilet door.

Well, said friend should use the handphone and call me first so that I don't walk into the bath.

And then, after an exchange of 5 sentences, she has to go.

Such a long visit.

And her bike wasn't purple.... she claims the stickers on the white-sprayed bike was purple, but it didn't look like that to me.

=)

sighy....

I have to go back to school tonight for the all important:

CO-CO NIGHT!!!!

Or, if my principal had her way, it would be....

cocuriculum evening.

Coco night sounds better. One would then think of Koko Krunch and those weird Milo cereal.

And my club, the drama club decided to put on a series of original plays.

And my drama teacher advisor decided to become dramatic herself.

This involves a trenchcoat, and two very befuddled students.

I shall tell all later.

May I not freak out on stage...

I have made a discovery

I made this one rather late.

To drown out my computer teacher's shrill voice, my friend decided to play around with Google Map.

Something which I did not know existed. And now...I can spy on people.

But I can't do a street view of Malaysia.

Which means I can't spy on Becky.

....

But I can spy on Alya *WHEN* she leaves.

(You know, Alya, it's like we want you to leave now... =)

And my mid-term marks aren't so bad.

I didn't fail anything.

=)

It's raining is pouring

And the haze may take a hint and go on holiday somewhere which is not at all in Malaysia and away from my mountains. While the mountains look beautiful when covered with clouds after a heavy dose of rain, haze does not make it look pretty.

And now I can hear the thunder pouring.


yay

My dog, Jessie.Warning! High on Sugar and Boredom

My brave dog, Jessie.


She is so brave, she guards the house from all sorts of enemies. Namely, the garbagemen, the postman and the guy who collects the newspapers. Yes, she chases them off eventhough she less than half a feet in height, with her large, deep growls and barks. But she is still friendly enough for people to attempt to peek into the house.

While she does have anger issues. She deals with them quite maturely for a dog of 5 years. She just takes her owner's slippers and throws them into the pond. (the slippers not the owners.) Also, she has a good sense of cleanliness which should not be debated. Keeping herself clean, she always insist that she does not need to take another bath and argues that the smell wafting from her is a new perfume she is trying out.

My dog is also a master of the sense of time. She is particularly sensitive in between 4-5pm. Because of that, she is rewarded with a bowl of food, eventually known as dinner.

.....I like sugar......

Whirldwind

So.... I had an extremely busy two days.

Let's start on Sunday. So, my dad got this package which means we get to stay for free at the Millenium Hotel. and so we went.

When we got there, my dad quickly began flipping the channels, to discover one thing.....

They are not showing the French Open.

So, he considered it for a long time (3 secs) and said : ok, let's go home.

-_-

And his reasoning is....."the room is for free"

and we went home.

The next day we came back. Tossed the sheets around to look like we slept there and went on a shopping spree.

Then, I got this sudden sms to watch Monsters vs. Aliens at one.

Never ever put a girl between shopping and a movie. But to the movie I went.

I would seriously recommend anyone to watch this movie.

my fav characters :

B.O.B

his jellified girlfriend

The Missing Link.

Yes, it is good.

And then I went swimming, chilled at the jaccuzzi and my mom and dad decided to go up to this cocktail party thing and let me and my bro order room service.

Good food!

and then, my parents came back and had a brainwave to

WATCH NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2

Generally, I think it is okay, but it is not as good as the first one. I found that it had too many characters and not enough time to squeeze it all in. And it was trying to hard to be funny. But, for a holiday, let-my-brain-rot, let's-pretend-I-don't-have-homework-piling movie, it is good.

But I would say, go watch M vs A more than NATM2.

I think this has got to be one of the longest post I have ever written.

So.....

Did you know if you blog with your personal touchy, you would have to put it under html?

I didn't know that

Gasp

I read that some people don't like New Moon Jacob.

*GASP*

How could they.

Eventhough I am on team Jasper.

Angels and Demons

Go. Watch. It.

It is definitely worth your money. Sure, they skimmed over some plot, but they couldn't fit that large novel into two hours. So, it is good.

But the carmalengo had more charisma than Tom Hanks, I think.

Just go watch it.





It is an order, Zarrrah.

Pull the damsel thing.

Attention to funky nails

Me, mom and bro went to Shyet-Li in Great Eastern Mall for lunch. And since it is next to the bank, a lot of people go there to eat. The reason: 1> it's convinient, there aren't many restaurants there since they are overpriced and the food court is more or less dead. 2>it's cheap.

So, we were next to this couple who were eating too and then, I noticed something. She was wearing the same nail polish I was.

She noticed it too and remarked on it. The only problem I had was that she called me a little girl. *grumbles grumbles*

And Green Day's new album is awesome.

Greenish turqoise nails

So, I like my nails to be multi coloured. But I suck at painting nails. To quote a friend, I am just too fidgety and too impatient.

But, four of of five fingers on one hand is not bad.

Watching the youth orchestra tomorrow. Excited! And I get to wear a shiny dress again. Except my mom forbid me to wear my red polka dotted one. I thought that one was funky.

And, homework wise, I just realise I do have homework...

...

I really am starting to hate the additional maths project.

Q1. Look for five different pictures with the 'circle element'

Yeah...interesting.

Fun in the sun, all year round.

I watched True Blood (Finally), and yes, it does make Edward Cullen look like a wuss.

The holidays are here, which Alya remarked that the holidays are over here. And I am partly grateful, partly unhappy that we did not receive any homework for this hols. Yes, we can now ignore that pile of books for two weeks, but then, I have no excuse to NOT revise and all that. Being an SPM student seems to be irking now and then.

And good news, I found my friend who I have not seen for more than half a year, KAY!!!!

Yeah, she went off to Switzerland and Jiah Jian had too many friends to search through.

So, I get to see pictures of snow now. I are jealous.

One day, I shall live in snow too. It's funny since I have another friend who told me snow is a nuisance sometimes. But, I guess if a person lived all her life in a tropical country, snow seems like a far fetched dream.

And then, my dog can put her fur in good use.

Good,bad,ugly...

So.... Kris Allen won.

But Adam got the offer to join Queen. I are torn in two. One: No one can ever replace Freddy Mercury. Two: Adam Lambert is awesome.

Brain is confused.

Also, my mid-terms have finished. I was celebrating until my friend cheerfully informed me that now it is closer to trials and then, the BIG one.

And, I have decided I will stop telling people what courses I want to take in the future.

So, conversation will normally go like this...

Random *caring* person : So, what are you going to do in uni?

Me: Oh, *a combo of classic litaerature and two languages)

Random *annoying* person: What job do you plan on getting with that.

or

My Aunt : That type of thing doesn't bring in a lot of money.

Me: ....

I don't see the point of working my ass of in school for years just to ensure I 'make money' when I start working.

I want to actually learn something I would enjoy immensely. Ultimately, it is better to be happy than rich.

If I was after money, I would start working after SPM.

...

*grumbles*

And am sneaking in to Angels and Demons.