TIME OUT!!!

TRIALS!!!
HAVEN'T STUDY!!!
BLOGGING TAKES TIME!!!
I'LL BE MISSING!!!

Get the picture...

I'm gone.

As we approach trials...

classes become more empty...!

So Leen and I walked around for a while...

We went near Setia

The atmosphere:

... (silence, you can literally hear leaves rustle)

Okay... we go to Bakti..

Enter

Everyone looks at us for a second... then returns back to work..
It was neither silent or noisy...

Hmmm...

Enter Usaha

"You don't know how to play chinese checkers ah..???"
"When the game going to end?"
"Ti lah Kevin... can not put three!!"
"Haha... Double ace... everybody pay triple!!"

It's like a club+ah long conference room!!

Joke of the day:

Ying: Eh, I got this joke!!
Leen+Me: Oh man... here we go again..
Ying: Eh... damn bad..
Leen+Me: Okay... time to practice fake laugh.. HAHAHA... okay Ying, we're ready..!
Ying: So bad... Anyway... lalalalala...

The joke she said was kinda funny.. Malas wanna type... U want..? Go read Reader's Digest.

Steorotypes.... (Did I spell that right?)

There are many different types of blogs... if you are careful enough to notice... these are how one can categorise them... First you got the blogs with a hundred pictures of girls cam whoring with skimpy outfits .. I call these blogs...BIMBOTS.
Then, you got these blogs that discuss, debate topics, tearing the topic at hand sinew from sinew.... I call them INTELLECTUALIES ... can get pretty boring sometimes....
Then there are the blogs which are super political.. Killing politician after politician with a sting of bullet like vocabulary not to mention all the opinionated views and yadda yadda... sheesh.. I call them POLITIKIES....
Then there are the hum de hum... I live day to day happy go lucky blogs... they're just called RANDOM.

To be honest I have wasted my week of grace holidays...
I spent the first day ... in fact the whole week cooking lunch... cleaning... helping sister pack...
and when the whole gung ho -ness came... I realised I have attendance to tabulate... then came this blasted cold...

I think I have been a more effective sick made then a student...

Anyone want a maid??

Paying hell to get to your heaven

I was reading today's Star paper and I read this rather interesting article. The writer started out by pointing out all the youngest Olympians then their paychecks.... their sponsors then the writer pointed out to teen labourers working in the factories of the sponsors.

So, you get the picture??

If professional athletes can strive for their money why not normal teenagers for their living?

I kinda agree with her but then... we have to look at where these great sponsors come from... they want teens (basically those under the age of 18) to have their full privileged of education.
Then there is abuse to consider as well... when there is opportunity with education, why not grasp it?

then there the uncontrollable poverty.. That's the reason why many teens tend to quit school..

I do agree with her, if its the case of poverty... but laziness.. the factory foreman better kick their asses out the door!!

Nande rasam

A spicy indian soup made of a spread of spices and the legs of crabs giving an essence of the sweet crab flesh as one drinks the extravagant liquid. A perfect cure, the doctor to a really bad ... ba... ba... ba... AH CHOO...bad cold.

Now I remember!!!

This goes out to all of y'all who thinks that they are in the slumps!!
Look out for your angel!

You see I admit of being rather depressed lately about a lot of things but somehow I realised that through all those times off sadness He really sent people to surround me, to reassure me that I am not alone in this dessert of oppression.

Who? GOD!! Its Him! I noticed it a lot of times.

So if you are down and someone comes along to sheer you p or give you a boost, don't shrug the poor fella off then say God didn't help, He sent that person!!

Honestly, if God came down I think we'd all be like fainting or jaw drop... so he sends people like me and you!!

It sucks being in a choke hold sometimes but what is life without a few potholes?

Hmmmmm....

I wanted to write something, then I forgot...
Anyway, things are going to be different now...
I've decided to set some goal for myself.. It's time to get serious.
Yes, with studies or anything else.... you guys bear witness..!

I, solemnly take an oath that:-

• I shall try my hardest to lose weight before camp (May Zhen, Hannah, stop laughing!)
• I shall do an hour of + Maths a day(God help me --!)
• I shall try to get more active in sports.
• I shall redecorate my room. (Woohoo!!)
• I shall start my own earing collection.
• I shall get over my fear of driving.
• I shall wear a dress. (smilez*)
• I shall score good marks for SPM

yeah... that's it!
That's enough!

Shuttlers do crash sometimes

To Lee Chong Wei: (If you ever read this) Good job on you dude... you did really well at Beijing... never mind what other crackpots have to say... you keep going you way... Just for the record, I think people like SILVER jewelry than gold!!!

She left on a jet plane, don't know when she'll be back again

(actually in a month's time)

The dodo bird is back

Recognition and acknowledgement very much requested by the dodo.

I AM 17.. LICENCE HERE I COME!!

They did me a surprise bday party!!! tiramisu!!!

Iit was during recess and then Pavithra planned some decoy crapp to divert my attention then they pulled out the cake...
And pushed my head into the cake!
i feel like a 17 year old baby!!!
Thaks Ying, Leen, Epha, Mayz, Pavithra, Hannah, jess, Kar Wyaii, Navina, Di Chang, Lyn, Elizabeth, Mary, Tamileswari, Vaani...
The party...
The anticipating people for Pn zuriaty's Birthday celebration....

Rombongan sudah tiba!!
Happy B'day Pn Zuriaty!!!
The birthday ladies!!!
My sis creativity!!!
My dad's generosity!!

Have u an apology to make?

Our school councellor organized us No Apologies. For those of you in the dark, No Apologies is a programme where they teach you about pre marital sex and so on... Well...
we started off with an icebreaker...
Then some questions... do you know we (our sperm) swam and won the race against 20million other sperms.... that makes me feel like Michael Phelps or somethin....

Then we went for recess and I thought I left Jojo mojo Bojo's card outside... and Bin and I searched the whole canteen and gazebo...then went back to the dewan...and there the card was...in my Physics file... Poor Bin.

We saw this commercial where they take this normal girl and make up her sampai your-finger-will-go-through-all-that-make-up-if-you-poked-her-face condition then they photoshop her it was sooooo cooool ...those girls just aren't real!!

Then...I took random pictures of random people... I think Hannah looks good..does she not?
Sorie Sri Lanka's face tak kena!!!
Epha, Jay Lyn and the other half...what's he doing?
The extremely excited guys...macam tak pernah dengar tentang seks je...!
The hyper guys and Tommy.
Thanks for sharing us the truth abiut love live and sex.
Abstinence. It works all the time.

The bday babies

Fellow compatriats....

A heave of relief ?

The person above has volunteered to help private eye jer renn and his sexytary ee lyn in the hunt for the unknown mushroom... Yes! Inspector Azam Mole-k has decided to lend a hand (and a mole) in this problem to solve it....or maybe make things worst? Who knows....

His smart suggestion was to call the number up... which the latter two did not even think off... so what next people??

Tune in next for the upcoming posts on The Hunt for the Unknown Mushroom....

Family rocks

Sometimes one tends to stop and ponder about the function of a family. I am sure people fight in the family and it sucks like hell but what to do... you are born into it and you basically can't exchange them for another so just appreciate what you have. Easier said then done though... So what is the function of the family.... to be there for you when you're down... financial help... to pray for you... be nice to you.... to heck with that. Family...no matter what the function is... is still FAMILY.

A clue is what they asked for

The first clue i gave was

BASS

dahling bafi couldn't figure it out
and private eye jer renn has no clue

his sexytary, ee lyn thought it might be zaffrin or iman
btw... zaffrin's and iman's major instrument is the guitar not the bass

thus i shall be kind

next clue

CHINDIAN

Oh crap

Sewing has a new name....

OBSCENERY!!!
Jon says, " What?? I am only helping Azam!!!"
So he sew and sew
and sew
and sew....

Such are the importance of friends...to help you sew your pants when they are torn in unreachable places...

PRICELESS

Princess ponders: Caught

The butterfly loved the flowers and the dragonfly loved the butterfly. While she danced and sang he'd watch her. The grasshopper always said " NEVER go near the oak tree." Pity, he never said why.

"Let's go to the oak trees," said the dragonfly, "I hear flowers with crimson middles and sugary petals there live". " Let's not," said the butterfly for she feared the words of the grasshopper.

The dragonfly did not budge for he was stubborn. She pulled away and he pushed her forward.
Many a day later, he succeeded. They flew away to the oak tree.

Everything the dragonfly said was true. Sure enough there were flowers more beautiful than he described. She danced and sang. He watched her. She danced and sang and danced and...

But what the grasshopper said was also true. For the butterfly danced right into the spider's web. The spider laughed heartily at her fortune. The butterfly struggled and feared her future.

The dragonfly tried to help her. He pulled but she would not budge. She was stuck fast.

The spider laughed.

The dragonfly said, "Take me instead."

The spider laughed.

The butterfly cried, "NO!!"

The spider pulled the butterfly away and the dragonfly flew towards the spider. The butterfly flew away to hide. She turned around to see the last of the dragonfly stuffed into the spider's mouth. As she hid in the flower petal, she saw the spider turn around with glee in her eyes and both their eyes met.

Princess wonders: Death of the monarchy

The king called for his dancers, he called for the chef. He commanded music, dance and good food. The jester was summoned, banners ordered to put up, instruments to be polished and curtains to be drawn apart. He said, " Let the stars and the moon join us in celebration!"

But the food was served simple and plain, brought wafts of burnt bread. The dancers danced not yet stood at a corner clad in black. There were no banners, the instruments- not a glimmer. The curtains drawn. The musicians played the funeral march.

"What is happening?" asked the king.

"A funeral, your majesty," answered a soldier clenching his sword.

"Who's funeral?" he asked yet again.

"Yours, you majesty."

Princess views: A conversation between the heart and the mind

Infatuation...
It has a way of lingering at the corner of your heart.The way it plays 'Conquer' with the heart and the mind.

Mind says " No! It's not worth it!"
Heart says "Why?? Why not?"
Mind says " Think...THINK you fool! Think of betrayal, of hurt and despair. Eventually this will all fade away. Your blue skies will turn grey. Your blooming flowers will die. There will no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. There will be no rainbow. There will be anguish and anger and bitterness and jealousy and...."
Heart says "Jealousy?" (looks up amongst the cloud) Jealousy.

Once again the raging seas of hormones are gallant to these words they calm down sinking along cargo ships of false promises of affection, tenderness and care to join all the once hopeful shipwrecks down below in the deep and dark....

Princess thinks: Time Machine

I want to create a time machine,
To make good moments last a little longer,
But will I fall deeper in love,
With what I can not have?
Only God knows.

I want to create a time machine,
So I can save people,
Pevent mishaps, deaths
But I am not God am I?

I want to create a time machine,
So I can see what I will be.
Will I be held with love and care
Or am I the on to hold on to?
Will God hold on to me?

I want to create a time machine
so that I will not be a machine to time.

A time machine is all I need.

So I look up.

Quotable Quotes

Before I build a wall I'd ask to know, what i was walling in or walling out.
Robert Frost, Mending Walls


As to me I know of nothing else but miracles.
Miracles by Walt Whitman

Let's Solve a Mystery

What's a mystery?? I'll tell you ... It's

THE MYSTERY OF THE UNKNOWN MUSROOM

Who is this 'Mushroom'??
Is it a girl or a guy???
It's up to our private eye Lam Jer Renn
And his sexy partner in crime... Ee lyn...(ignore the ugly fella at the side)...to solve the mystery!!

Tune in to the new update on their investigations....

Brought to you by... TheMushroomSpies.com

12th National Bible Knowledge Quiz

Saturday, 2nd August 2008, SUBANG JAYA- 19 SMK Subang Jaya students set out to USJ4 school at 6.30 in the morning to catch the bus to Catholic High for the 12th National Bible Knowledge Quiz.
Sorry, bad shot. I neglected the lighting.
Cheah Peng Han was our driver. Our as in Chung Ee, Kok Wah, Andrew and I. The dude goes at 80 metres per second around a bend at the wee hours of the morning. Think twice before you naik his kereta. But nevertheless a good driver.
My partner, Brian. He's Brian to me, but I think his real name is Matthew... I think.
The funky guys who couldn't shut up and kept me giggling... if I weren't there as a senior I would have joined them but May Zhen would have chopped my head off, you see....
From left: Brian, Law, Adrian and Arell's teddy bear, Chung Ee.

Lawrence our graffiti model
Graffiti. A loner's rebellion. A company's game.
In the bus....
Lalalalalalalala.....
The oldies... form fivers....

The whole entire quiz was fun and a great way for our Christian Fellowship to get away from four walls. Breaking away from boredom I'd say. To the whole gang... God Bless You!!! To those who missed it TOO BAD!!!