Chels: Dude! Guess what I wrote for number 4d, Section C? I didn’t know the answer.
Qawi: What? What did you write?
Chels: I was like, “Refer to Form 3 Textbook.”
Qawi: Chels, that’s a stupid answer. You should’ve written “Google it yourself.” That would’ve been smarter.

Yeah. I know. Well hey! They didn’t want you to leave any blanks so I thought “Refer to Form 3 textbook” would’ve been a sensible answer if you didn’t know the actual answer. I’m clever, live with it. Haha, so it’s either the checker’d get ticked off my smart answer or they’d get impressed and give me plus marks. Chyeah, as if. Hey, it could happen, know.

But I agree with Qawi. “Google it yourself” would be the smartest answer! >< I’ve been waiting for the chance to give off that answer, glad it’s here.

Lucky fellas though, the people who sit for IRK instead of Commerce. Their exams ended today & the holiday begins for them. Dude, you shoulda seen them, all happy and such when the invigilators announce the end of the exam.

Invigilator: Those whose exams end today, all the best & happy holidays!
IRK students: YEAHHH! [grins & smirks]
Invigilator: Those who’re sitting for Commerce, I’ll see YOU tomorrow.
Commerce students: [grooooaaaaannnnnnnn]

It won’t be long now *evil, sinister, maniac laugh*. Today was fun! All the goofy douchey conversations us kids get into. Here are some conversations today:


[Aikks needs to photocopy commerce notes, it’s half past 5, most teachers’ve gone home]

Aikks: Are there still any people in the front office?
Chels: Um like, Uncle Kenneth?
Aikks: Yeah.

[Uncle Kenneth is right behind Aikks, goes into his car]

Chels: Well, he’s getting into his car now.
Aikks: NOOO! I NEED TO PHOTOCOPY SOMETHING!!
Chels: Well you better hurry, he just shut the door.
Aikks: NOO! [digs into her bag for the papers]
Chels: He’s putting in the key.
Aikks: [still frantically digging, screaming hysterically]
Chels: He’s turned on the ignition.
Aikks: NO! [in hysterics, still searching]

[His car leaves the parking lot]

Chels: He just left.

X

[Aikks & Chels arguing about who gets to keep commerce notes]

Chels: I need it too!
Aikks: Well, you’re smarter than me!
Chels: Aha! I’ll take that as a confession!

X

[Chels, Aikks walking to Supa Save, sees a stake]

Chels: Hey look, you can use that to kill a vampire.
Aikks: I was gonna say that!
Chels: Oh well.
Aikks: You can only partially kill them with a stake though; you have to use a lemon wedge.
Chels: A lemon what?

X

[Mickko does this incredibly hilarious dance while performing a song by Jet]

Chels: You guys performing that for prom?
Mickko: Maybe. Barry wants me to.
Chels: Oh! Feature me then!
Mickko: Alright! *puts on one of those boxer match announcer voices*
Mickko: Give it up for Barry’s band!! *discreetly & quickly* Plus Chelsea.

X

[Justin walks towards Isaac]

Isaac: Look! It’s a Pokémon!

X

[Sticks, Isaac, Janno & Kiko all talk about nonsensical yet hilarious garbage]

Aikks: I’m with a bunch of retards.
Chels: Oh, I feel your agony.


X

Mickko: You know what they say, I'm the fisherman, not the bait!
Chels: Right.
Isaac: Yeah, and Chelsea killed all the fish.

X

Mickko: Do you think Janno’s dangerous?
Chels: Not at all.
Janno: See?
Mickko: *incredulously* What?!
Chels: He’s as dangerous as a rabbit.
Janno: What?!

X

[still talking about how not dangerous Janno is]

Chels: He’s as dangerous as a box of kittens.
Mickko: Werewolves. WEREWOLVES.

X

[STILL talking about it]

Jemuel: He’s as dangerous as a tree!
Chels: Trees are dangerous, my friend.
Jemuel: Only if you run straight into them!



Good times eh? Good times, I love my mates. I mean, the scenes up there might not have been funny, but hell, they were at the time! I cannot wait for tomorrow, last exam! And then, and then, and then we’re gonna go straight to the mall, celebrate. Oh yeah, guys, don’t forget your timetables!

So, I leave you with photos:


Qawi, myself and Aikks. Good for him, exams are over & done with.


Nickks, Aikks & I.


Me, Afif & Aikks. He’s leaving! I’m gonna miss this dude! Here we go again: everyone leaving x/


Aikks & I.



This crazy bastard mixed two Pepsis together. And drank them. Not that he’ll explode or anything.

Later that night:

[sound of distant explosion]

Chels: Did you guys hear that? Must be Isaac’s stomach. His guts are probably flying halfway across the country right now. Oh well. Don’t say we didn’t warn him.



Well! That is what happens when you mix Mentos and a Coke.


Mmmm...Pepsi.

Mmhmm. Well, gotta run now, need some last minute studying for Commerce.

*Spongebob voice* I’m ready! I’m ready! I’m ready!

Labels: exams, hilarious, photographs, qoutes, school

Soiree at Stick’s house yesterday. We were just messing about with her guitars. And Aikks wouldn’t let go of the bongo drums.


Just a couple more days and it’s all over! Boy, time does go fast, doesn’t it? It’s amazing. PMB is almost over, we’ve made it this far! AND, it wasn’t that hard at all, midyear exams & the mocks were worse! Honestly. It’s probably just me but the papers they gave us this year seem to be the easiest ones of the whole lot. Probably cause they want all of us to pass this year. Hah.

2 more exams. 2 more days. Yeah. Wooohooo *does victory dance*

God knows what we’re gonna do after the exams. Go mad, burn our papers, cry tears of joy, screaming “Hallelujah” I expect. I can’t wait.

Labels: Aikks, exams, photographs, school, Sticks

Guess what? I just found something cooler than an Epiphone Les Paul. Nothing other than...[cue drums] A JOE Washburn WI26 Joe Trohman Signature Electric Guitar!! In easier, less complex & more simplified words, A FRIGGIN’ WASBURN DESIGNED BY JOSEPH MARK TROHMAN. You know, the dude, my hero?





It’ll mean the world to me if I get it. And since he’s my hero and all, it’ll be super cool that I get a guitar designed by Joseph himself. That is the best thing. Ever. I swear. Like, wow. *lost in a fantasy with the guitar*

"I spent a long time putting this guitar together, making it something that really represented me as a guitar player. This is the result and I'm so pleased with it. The fact that Washburn presented this opportunity in the first place means the world to me, and now I got to work with great people to create something I truly love. I'm a guitar player, and I'm obsessed with every inch, every nook, every aspect of guitars in general. I put my stamp whole heartily on this guitar, knowing that it fully kicks ass and surpasses my standards. I'm excited to make it available to everyone out there. Enjoy it, it will bring you riffs galore."
- Joe

Labels: eBay, Fall Out Boy, guitars, personal things

I know I should be studying about the Treaty of Versailles or like, The Russo-Japanese War right now, what with my History exam on Tuesday, but I can’t. I can’t. I’m too busy with eBay. I thought, hey, what if I can’t raise enough cash for an Epiphone electric guitar around here, then why not the Internet? So I’ve spent the last half hour checking out eBay and boy, did I see some beautiful guitars. Seriously.
I’m looking for a Les Paul and I’ve found a couple, white & maroon colored ones and they are simply...breathtaking. Yeah, this is how much I love music. So anyway, I just got to buy one of those before anyone else does SO NOBODY DARE TOUCH IT. Savvy?
Oh, and I’d appreciate it if someone who knows how you get stuff on eBay could help me here.

Labels: guitars, music, personal things

Stickks was rather sensitive about photos. I seriously have no idea why. We tried ever, ever so hard to get the Nike bag away from her face.





Aikks & I. I have a friggin’ huge smile, haven’t I? Gotta work on that, don’t wanna freak the hell out of people when I try to be friendly.




Nickks & myself.



Qawi, Syadz, Izwan & I, off to lunch. Speaking of which, I am hungry.


At Millenium.



So I suppose you noticed it’s all Muslim kids except me right? Yeah well, I had to hang back after school for music class and they had IRK exams in the afternoon. I had half a mind with the intention of taking IRK as an elective next year, you know just sleep through the whole semester.


COKE!


****
Science exam in a couple of hours, I’m good. But pretty hungry. English went alright on Thursday, but I ended up with a lot more words than the required. Like, Section A asked for a 300 words. I ended up with almost 700. Section B’s minimum was about 150, I got about 500. That’s like, 3 times the freaking required! What can I say? Writing is kinda my thing. Honestly. As much as I talk a lot, I write a lot.

So the photo shoot at Neo went alright Thursday night. I seriously didn’t know what to wear and had to ask Rona & Aikks just what online haha, I had to go and webcam myself after dressing up, asking their opinion. Honey or Sarah Jane, I don’t know, told me to wear a dress or some slacks or something and since I had none of the above mentioned, I ended up looking like someone from Panic At The Disco. You know vintage frilly shirt and black non-slacks? I think I looked fine.

I thought I’d adapt my theme from them, they have the awesomest wardrobe, Panic does. It’s like, semi-vintage, classic clothes from the 17th century era. I think.
****

Yeah, you totally are. I’m all for it, yet I’m not going to do anything, not a step forward, ‘cause all I know is that it would go nowhere between you and I. And even if it did, it’d probably end so bad we won’t want to ever do something like that again. But I could be wrong, so I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to start off as friends.

Labels: exams, people, personal things, photographs, school

Just a few random photos from today.


6:23 PM
Boy, it’s half past six already and I’m still here at school. Rain is pouring like mad and it’s been goin’ on for HOURS non-stop. It’s freaking dark and wet too. Aikks & Shan left early and all the other kids have gone on home. All who’s left is just a couple of teachers (who, coincidentally, live in the house next to mine, their car is the first thing I hear every morning, first thing would be birds in sing-song, offering me a ride home), a lone 7th grader and myself. Where could my dad be? This is like, unfashionably late and I am ravenously hungry, I’d eat a whale. No wait, they’re endangered, something else big then.

6:29 PM
Aha! Dad’s here! Apparently, he forgot about me. Oh well, at least I get to eat my whale now. Or not, or not!

6:56 PM
Stuffed. And no, I didn’t eat a whale or anything huge or less and endangered, just some beef. So today’s paper, that is, was a total piece of work, easy as anything (I don’t wanna use the phrase ‘piece of cake’ cause I’m starting to think I’ve overused those three words this month). So that’s like what, 2 As? YEAH. Can’t count BM as an A though X/ But you know you aren’t supposed to count your chickens. What a phrase.

7:10 PM
More papers to add to my ‘burn pile’. I keep all my notes and stuff from the last 3 years and once the exams are over and done with, I’m gonna burn them. You know, to symbolize our liberty and all. Haha. Yeah, if you’re a fellow 9th grader from my school, bring your timetable on the last day of exams and we’ll make a bonfire. *manic grin*

8:40 PM
Well that took long. There are a lot of papers you know. But it didn’t help that my mom brought home some chicken from Supa Save and I ate like, more than half of it, getting distracted by some nonsense on TV or losing my notes for the concert. As in music notes & tabs and such.

8:42 PM
Speaking of which...our rehearsals tomorrow’s gonna be a full official photo shoot, so they told me to show up wearing something “nice and formal”. And of course, I don’t have anything “formal”, so I guess I’ll put on something “nice”. In my words, those probably mean a shirt & tie. Oh, and did I mention these photos MIGHT make it to the papers? :S Least I’ll be famous. Right.

8:45 PM
You’re probably wondering why I’m not studying right? Tomorrow’s English and it’s gonna be– you better be lactose intolerant (quotes Barney from How I Met Your Mother)– a piece of cake. You know the key it to believe it will be. Always ends up the way you think it will if you really think it will.

8:51 PM
Hey, the rain’s finally stopped. Thought it’d go on through the night. Haha, I wonder if Barry got home alright. I still have a picture of him going “I wanna go home!” every 15 seconds in my head. Which reminds me of this really insane conversation Aikks, Barry, Haz & I had earlier:


[We talk about the upcoming prom, Barry says he has two dates, asks Aikks to be his third]

Barry: And at the end of the night, there’d be a foursome!

*disgusted silence*

Chels: [puts on a ‘that’s-so-wrong’ look]
Haz: [follows suit]
Aikks: Hey, not fair, you guys are graduating this year! *pokes Barry & Haz*

*5 seconds silence*

Aikks: YUUCCCCKKKK! FOURSOME!!!!!


And the 3 of us, mostly myself couldn’t stop laughing for like, 5 minutes stop after that. Aikks; the lagger. What can we do without em right?

8:56 PM
So there’s a prom on the 29th of next month. Someone’s already asked me, but I declined. Ehe. Well anyway, maybe I’ll be in the mood next time someone else asks. HAH, I DOUBT IT. x)

Labels: Aikks, Barry, exams, Haz, hilarious, photographs, random, school

Today’s math was so friggin’ easy (THANK GOD). Like...whoa, you know? It’s got to be easiest paper among the past years, no freakin’ exaggeration. I’m just pretty freaked that my answers could be wrong. I have this, say, “curse” which makes me do all these stupid careless mistakes, like put 6 where a 7 should be, or place the decimal point somewhere else or something equally dumb.

But anyway, I doubt I did a lot of those this time and I hope to God it’s an A. Please be an A. You gotta believe it’s an A. Alright, I believe it’s an A *grins* I’ll make you proud [insert names of all Math teachers I’ve had for the past 36 months].

I just didn’t get to check it my answers much, I was at the last page and then I glanced up at the clock, which showed 10 minutes towards the end. Plus I had to go over the blanks I’ve left. And there was this one particular question where we had to calculate how many sides this polygon had and well, I got it in the end, like finally, knew God wouldn’t fail me (faith, it works, try it), and my answer showed a 24 sided polygon. I mean, 24 sides? Is that even possible? I suppose it is...Math is so perplexing (quotes Richelle). And that was like the last question I left blank, and I got it anyway so total number of blanks is down to: zero. *makes everyone else proud*

It’s not just me, everyone else says it’s easy, so Paper 2 i.e. tomorrow’s paper, should be, must be, and has to be wicked easy. You know what was the hardest part throughout today’s exam? Holding in my piss for about 2 hours max. Man, you shoulda seen me, the moment the invigilator went “you may leave”, I ran off the to ladies’ faster than an arrow. I suppose my bladder won’t ever be the same again. HAHA. Oh well.

So acing Math tomorrow (coughoverconfidentmuchcough). G’nite.

Labels: exams, school

In case you people don’t know or inadvertently forgot, it’s Eddie’s birthday today. & how can you NOT know Eddie? He’s like...whoaa, you know? Haha.

Well this is him:

(really, really sorry for the crappy and outdated photographs, these are the only photographs I’ve of Eddie)


He was always the totally unserious guy, it’s unnerving! Everytime you see him, he’d be laughing his arse off, and literally too! He does this practically EVERYWHERE, he just isn’t afraid to be, you know, himself (unlike so many of us).



He’s a really funny guy too, one of the funniest you’d ever find around here, always cracking with his inappropriate one-liners and brutally honest comments.


I’ve known him for about, say, 4 years now, and I’ve never met anyone quite like Eddie Chu. I’m serious; I’m not even exaggerating or anything. He is incredibly different from everyone else, I swear to you, and he stands out you know? It’s like...the rest of us are green M & Ms and he’s like the only yellow one. (I’m not being racist, that Kevjumba on YouTube!)



Oh, and did I tell you he sang? Totally off-key, but we love it! *nudges all 7th year classmates* Those who’re in his class are right now are totally lucky bastards. It’d be quiet in class and suddenly he starts singing and we all groan at the sound of it but end up asking him to sing more. Ah, memories *sigh



He’s a smartass too. I remember having to try and beat his ass for the top position when we were in class together. Haha :DD I owe loads of memories to this guy. He’s cool & really easy to be around with. If you need a friend, call him up, he’s always there, even if all you need is someone who’d listen.

(I suck at this, look at how I sound, I’m really sorry if this turns out really bad, it’s so last minute and I’m a little dodgy at making birthday dedications, honestly.)


When Eddie is there, the whole atmosphere changes, he has this way of calming people up and everything, it’s amazing. Every moment with Eddie Chu is a Kodak moment. HAHA.



I remember eating at this Chinese restaurant once and like, they didn’t serve halal food and stuff and since Eddie’s Muslim, he went all paranoid on the waitresses. He’s just like that, really weird and funny.



I have awesome friends, like really awesome ones, and Eddie? He’s one of the awesomest :DD I can’t imagine how things would be like without knowing him. Honestly, it's impossible to forget him.



Well bestfriend, sorry this turned out crummy, I’m no good at sentimental stuff, it’s not my thing. Happy Birthday anyway! I know life will turn out great for you, you’re brilliant. I’m sorry I’ve hurt you and everything, really, but you’re still my bestfriend! We love ya bro! God bless. Cheers.

Labels: birthdays, Eddie, people, photographs

Because, it was a piece of cake!

HAHAHA. Richelle came up with that earlier today, cheers babe. Congratulations with Siff, I’m pretty sure you’re happy now, you deserve it! (now, if only I could follow her example...)

The exam was, I mean. I absolutely can NOT believe it. For the first time in my entire life, I actually managed to write a BM composition, something totally out of my jurisdiction. And I bet the grammar is garbage and my choice of words suck, but who cares?! At least I answered Paper 1, just winging practically EVERYTHING along the way.

Hallelujah! We had this mini prayer thingy, me and the rest of the gang, right before the exam & yeah, God did help us. YEAH!Three cheers for Jesus! Ameneth.

My answers are probably whack but at least I know I tried my hardest right? Give it a credit guys! If you don’t, I will sue. Kidding.

I just hate the stupid chairs and tables, they’re so wooden and hard and, and, and sharp! Give me break man! Who can sit on those chairs and not be in agony? Oh, and there was this crack invigilator who I think is on cocaine or something. I’m no fashionista or anything of the sort but at least I don’t wear green platforms with a long pink dress! Geez, that is well bad.

And she wore her glasses the wrong way, like out of her headscarf or tudong. I was tempted to ask her whether she had ears or not, but that would be mean, plus I’d get disqualified. And there was this one point where her phone rang amidst the silence of the hall and guess what her ringtone was? THE SPONGEBOB THEME SONG. That is a classic moment. Of course, nobody else thought if funny since they were all mucking around in anxiety about their compositions and letter writing and stuff. Spongebob. Honestly!

And during the second paper, I swear, I understood most of the stuff said! It was like...I had this mini translator thingy in my head. It wasn’t that bad, I probably wouldn’t flunk the paper. Another one of God’s miracles. I swear to you, I have no idea why, but I actually understood bits of the paper. (I’m not exaggerating.)

I feel freaking sleepy though, I didn’t get enough sleep last night. You should’ve seen me; I was attempting to talk myself to sleep. I spent about, almost a couple hours maybe, tossing around in my duvet trying to fall asleep but it was pointless. You shoulda seen me. But like, it wasn’t cause I was nervous or panicky, I mean, not at all dude! I was actually pretty excited for the exam.

And I wasn’t only the one slacking away last night; I found quite a lot of 9th year students online last night, refusing to give in to the temptation of last-minute cramming. I salute you people.

Next exam’s Math on Monday. Math? Nothing to it either.

Labels: exams, hilarious, people, Richelle, school, things that piss me off

“The only thing worse than not knowing is you thinking that I don’t know.”
7 Minutes In Heaven (Ataven Halen); Fall Out Boy


I am so, so pissed right now, I could kill someone. A particular someone. Or maybe two particular someones. I could kill you both. Grr.

I know I really shouldn’t be like this, and I’m probably overreacting again. Or not. Well, you really had me right there. RIGHT THERE. I mean after all I’ve done for you, [insert name here] still gets all the credit. AND you’ve only known [insert name here] for less than a month. I did exactly the same thing so and so did, even more, and then you go on and shove all your appreciation on em. Oh no, not me, I’m just Chelsea right? Everyone takes Chelsea for granted, that’s alright, she won’t mind if I toss her aside for a while.

I did the same thing, the same damn thing, and what’s more is that I did it better! But did you ever show your appreciation? NO. Not really. Sometimes I wonder why I bother. It doesn’t seem to make any difference to you anyway.

And then [insert name here] comes along, does what I did, and you immediately award em the Nobel Prize. What happens to me? Nothing. I don’t get anything. I know I’m not really supposed to ask for anything, but I don’t even want anything. I just want your damn appreciation. But no. What the hell?! What is wrong with you?!?!

And this isn’t the first time! Sometimes you just—AARRRGGGGHHHHH. Sometimes I just wanna shove you awake, open your eyes and say, “Hey, it’s me! What about me?! How come [insert name here] gets it all? I didn’t get a thing!” Why? WHY?

They get it all. NOT ME. Not even a “thank you, you’ve been really great”. Or “thank God you’re my friend, you lighten up my day” or something. Maybe I should’ve just left you to die in some sewer where you belong.

That’s what hurt me the most. You never showed your appreciation. At all. And if you have, what a funny way of showing it. I swear I’ve never heard something nice about me from you. Ever. Until [insert name here] comes along and runs my routine, does my job and SHE gets all the credit. SHE DOES. Not me, but she. What happened to me? Whatever happened to me?

And you! You have no idea how it makes me feel when you just go off and hog at it like it means nothing. But it means something. To me. And you know how I felt, how could you still do that? How could you two both go and stab me? You probably aren’t aware of it, but you did. You hit me alright.

You knew that I felt strongly about all this but why did you have to go and do that? Why?! THAT’S MY JOB. MY PART. MY ROLE. You aren’t supposed to run off and take it...

You go around thinking that you know loads more than I do. WAKE UP! Talking about stuff you get to do and have and stuff I can’t and probably never will because both of you are such pricks. You made me feel bad, you made me feel a LOT bad. Like, a lot.

Seriously? Who takes granted of their bestfriend? Well, I’ve got the answer to that. YOU TWO OBVIOUSLY DO. And that’s the worst part. You two are my bestfriends. At least, I thought you were. I just never realized I wasn’t considered one all along.

Maybe you should just go back to where you belong. Everything was alright up till then. You have no idea how hurt I am. Both of you.

Maybe I’m just jealous. Maybe I’m being immature. But it doesn’t matter, it hurt me. It hurt me a lot. And if I am just jealous or immature then I probably don’t know what’s going on. So would you two please explain to me what the bloody hell’s been going on. Cause until then, you’re guilty in my eyes.

Labels: anger, personal things, things that piss me off

Quoting Jon Mikael Acosta aka Mickko.

Days to PMB: 1

Well lads, this is it. The moment we have NOT been waiting for. I mean, I never really thought this day would come you know? The last day before PMB. Okay, yeah, I knew it had to come some day, I just thought that something would happen along the way, like the MOE’d change their minds and cancel it. Guess not.

I still cannot believe that we’re finally having the exam tomorrow. TOMORROW.

Kinda kills doesn’t it? Well for some odd reason, I don’t feel nervous or anxious or anything. I just wanna get over and be done with it already. Hell, almost everyone I know went through this well before us, and if they can do it, then we definitely can. I mean, it can’t be that hard right?

We’ve had three days stuck at home revising 3 years worth of information for the next three weeks. Yeah, I’ve been studying. If you can call “intently studying, observing and concluding the last 5 PMB papers trying to figure out a PATTERN so as to know what is coming out this year just so that I can do as little studying as possible” studying. Know what I’m saying?

I’ve practically cracked the system and figured out patterns for almost all the subjects. Well, either I’m incredibly brilliant enough to figure all that out what question’s be asked this year or I’m just too lazy to read my textbooks.

But I’m not kidding, I seriously figured out what COULD be coming out. Sorry I didn’t tell you guys earlier. Haha. I just can’t stand sitting around and memorizing stuff, I have this REALLY SHORT ATTENTION SPAN.

Instead of being poster teen of procrastinator (that’s Ells’ job), I’m model kid of zero-attention span. Yep. I get distracted by the smallest thing. But I managed to study everything I possibly can while getting distracted every 5 minutes by either my guitar, Sudoku, food, FaceBook or MSN.

I don’t have a FaceBook but Ells let me borrow her account the other day and it is actually quite fun. I’m not sure if I should get one though. You’d have to upload photos all the time, get comments from people, reply people’s comments, edit this, edit that and all that junk. I’m just not ready for that kind of commitment you know.

That’s why I’ve neglected my Friendster. Oh, and I opened my Friendster the other day for the FIRST TIME IN SIX MONTHS and guess what I found?

600 new comments. I am loved. No really. I appreciate all those who’ve sent me comments during my Friendster inactivity ( I don’t think you’ve realized that I’ve stopped using it), thanks a lot, but I’m afraid I just can’t reply all that. Commitment you know? I lack it. But for those who still wanna stalk me, if you’re lucky, I might get a FaceBook. Just after PMB alright?

I actually thought I’d be less on the Net these three days but in fact it was the most time I’ve spent. Hey, I’ve got good reasons for being online every night! Aikks and I have been online exchanging BM notes we’ve (mostly I) lost. I mean seriously, who nicks my papers from my bag anyway?! Geez.

I’ve managed to study everything for BM the last two days so that I can spend the last day relaxing instead of hopelessly cramming. I’m brilliant :DD I have a concert to study for too man! I have to memorize tabs, chords, notes and all not just innate details of The Sarajevo Incident or something.

Well, g’luck to all fellow 9th graders all over the country. If it doesn’t kill you, it makes you stronger. Right? I don’t know, I just got it from some movie, Spiderman I think, seemed right to put it there. Haha.

PMB? It’s a piece of chocolate mousse.

Labels: exams, FaceBook, Friendster, myself, school

5 o’clock already? I just fell asleep reading Saint Maybe (this really cool novel Richelle lent me, I know should at least be reading my textbooks or notes) at around half past two and next thing I know, my mom’s nudging at me to get up (she doesn’t want me to sleep the whole afternoon). I lost some sleep last night, I don’t know, either my mild insomnia from the mock exam days has made a comeback or I was excited to get back to school the next day. Or both.

(Or maybe because my 11 year old brother won't stop talking about Josh and Spongebob Squarepants. He thinks Josh lives under a rock and he even bet his favorite character was Squidward since they're both so pessimistic and all. And guess what, I asked Josh who he liked in Spongebob and he did Squidward. HAHA. I think my bro may be stalking you Josh. I don't even know how in Pete's name did we start talking about you, like, I swear.)

So I was pretty droopy eyed and the only thing that made me get outta bed was the white spaghetti sitting on my desk. FOOD. Works all the time.

Anyway, sometimes I think time goes way too fast, faster than it really should. Like the fact that PMB is only 10 days away. They really ought rewind time (which is technically, you know, IMPOSSIBLE) or like, postpone it. I’m pretty sure the rest of the Year 9 population are in favour of that decision. Right fellas? We’ll vote you for president when the elections come around. No wait, we don’t have a President. Well, it’s not like it’s legal for teens to vote anyway.

OBAMA, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, COULD YOU, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE POSTPONE OUR EXAMS? THANKS A LOT, YOU’LL MAKE A GREAT PRESIDENT, GOD BLESS AMERICA. Haha, yeah right, as if he’d suddenly find me writing this. Oh wait, I could ask Paths to talk to him. HAHA. Okay, Chelsea’s finally lost it, my bad.

After fourteen days, you would miss school and the people who’re usually in it. I literally hugged the walls of my class today. Okay, that was lame =.= But anyway, it’s great to be back, it’s been pretty long and I already forgot what books we were supposed to bring and what subjects we had and a million other things.

And guess what? We’re still using that stupid schedule from last month, the one with 5 periods of Math. *sigh. So I think the holidays went by too fast. Oh well. But I really oughta run and study, honestly, I shouldn’t even be writing this, and just so you know, I might be posting a little less frequently.
So if you come here, staring at the same post you’ve seen yesterday or yester-yesterday, then that means I probably glued my ass to the table and forcing myself to take in details of World War I or like, applying the Pythagorean Theorem or something.

I have really got to balance my time and all; I have to make a major decision in a few days, I have a major exam in a couple of weeks, and a major concert a month away. WHICH YOU GUYS BETTER BE AT, I BETTER SEE YOUR FACES IN THE AUDIENCE! Neo’s staging a concert marking their 3rd anniversary next month and I can’t wait. Haha, more details on that later. So anyway, ending this now. Skavush.


Days to PMB: 10

Labels: exams, Josh, music, people, random, school, Spongebob

We have the right to not remain silent.
We have the right to sleep late.
We have the right to not sleep at all.
We have the right to go choose what time we want to ‘hit the sack’. Or ‘hay’. Whatever.
We have the right to sleep in.
We have the right to neglect our alarm clocks.
We have the right to neglect the shower.
We have the right to forget about breakfast.
We have the right to forget about school for at least a fortnight.
We have the right to go out whenever we want.
We have the right to go out wherever we want.
We have the right to forget about taking out the trash.
We have the right to ignore that dirty pile of dishes slowly growing on top of the sink,
We have the right to mess up any part of the house.
We have the right to sit in front of the PC or laptop for an unlimited period of time.
We have the right to sit on the couch for an unlimited period of time.
We have the right to sit on the couch watching TV for an unlimited period of time.
We have the right to eat junk food.
We have the right to talk to our mates on the phone for hours.
We have the right to cram at the last minute.
We have the right to finish our homework at the last minute.
We have the right to let dust pile up on our schoolbooks.
We have the right to forget what day it is.
We have the right to forget what date today is.
We have the right to relax and just forget about everything.
We have the right to freedom from chores.
We have the right to freedom from boredom.
We have the right to freedom from ANYTHING.


If there’s anything else you wanna add, do tell.


Days to PMB: 12

Labels: hilarious, holidayys, lists, random

“..Nothing works three ways.”
-a wise old kid named Anderson Duncan C. aka Andy
Absolutely nothing.


Guess what I just found out from Al (who is currently at some ward in RIPAS, he’s been admitted for eye problems or something and I’ve been keeping him company MSN-wise for a few days now)? DST doesn’t do 3 way calling. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WHY NOT?!? Just another number to add to my list of Reasons Why Our Country Is At The Bottom Of The Food Chain And Why No Other Country In The World Has Heard Of Ever Heard Of Us. And I am down to #97. Kidding. But if I did have that list, I bet I would be at #97.

Oh well, that explains why Ells and I kept getting disappointed everytime we tried to add a call. I even looked in the manual. Turns out, our country doesn’t do that. *sigh

Forget Sony Ericsson or Nokia, I’m gonna sue DST ><

Anyway, I cannot for school to reopen. Which is like, in what, 2 more days? YEAH! Awesome. But that only means that PMB would be 10 days away. 10 DAYS ALREADY?! Someone tell me I’ve got it all wrong and it’s still August, please. How can we be in friggin’ October? Already?

This means I really have got to start burying myself in my books. The only revising I’ve done so far is my Geography government mocks paper. And it is severely vandalized; I can’t get past answering a couple of questions without unintentionally doodling and scribbling around the margins. This proves Geography isn’t my calling. Haha.

Well, it’s not like PMB’s gonna be that hard. Come on, like, so many ex-Year 9s have done it and they seem to be fine. What’s the big deal right? I’ve spent the last three years studying everything that’s bound to come out in the PMBs and all I have to do now is dig everything up from memory. Piece of cake.


Days to PMB 13

Labels: holidayys, people, school, things that piss me off