I'm Tagged?

Looks like the tagging phenomenon has hit even the farthest regions of the globe. Yes, the polar caps in the Arctic (pun intended). Looks like I have no choice but to answer. Well, here goes:

10 things about the person that tagged me:

1. He's dangerously obsessed with some model from Peru. (lol)
2. He likes an actress whom I could not even say what the name was (from Thailand I think)
3. He's shorter than me.
4. He has an unusual phobia of butterflies
5. He shares a birthday with Jessica Alba (????)
6. He gave me a ride once to Riverside (during our class farewell party)
7. He listens to Thai songs
8.He's a good artist
9. He listens to O Sole Mio, a song by Enrico Caruso
10. He has a weird sense of humour (seriously).

10 things about myself

1. I am Mohd Iqmal and I own this blog.
2. I've been told that I can be extremely boring sometimes
3. I love Chicken Cordon Bleu from Secret Recipe
4. I play the piano
5. I want to play the cello
6. I love video games, especially Warriors Orochi 2
7. I have been trying to lose weight
8. For the record, I am straight
9. I love classical music
10. I have a lot of friends ( I think) :)

The 10 people that I've tagged
1. Perry
2. Doron
3. Bruce
4. Stefan
5. Jonas
6.Aizat
7. Chun Hoe
8. Victor Chin
9. Aizat
10. Sean Wong

There you have it. i apologise bforehand if I made any mistakes. Happy now, Gavin?

Creepy...

It's been a while since I last posted anything, and seriously I need a new template for my blog. Before we begin, please read my comment on my last post. You might be wondering why I call this post 'Creepy'. Well, to tell you the truth, I've been having creepy dreams lately. Now, now. Don't jump to any conclusions just yet. It's not one of those dreams (ehem...) , but rather dreams of school life.
I don't know why but I keep having dreams about my classmates lately. Don't worry, they will remain anonymous. If you're asking me about what the dream is about, I don't remember much but I remember seeing glimpses of their face. And another thing, there's these dreams about getting my results, but I can't see what I got (whew!). But seriously, they creep me out. I hope they're not precognitive or something, if not... that's another story.
The creepiest things about these dreams are, they're recurring. For those who's blur rught now, they keep happening, again and again. Well, I look forward to the new year. That's all for now.

Happy Holidays!!!

Hi everyone! I' m back! Contrary to popular belief, my blog is not dead (lol to Gavin Wu). Its just that I'm so busy now that I don't have time to post anything. Busy with what you may ask? Having fun of course! Honestly, I haven't had this much fun since... well, I can't remember. I've been busy playing video games (Jason Wong might know about this one.. Hehe) , watching movies (yes, Rondo, I AM going to watch Twilight), reading a few books (non- study related, of course) and much more. I wonder how is everyone enjoying their holiday? Well, I hope you guys are having fun. After all, we deserve it. And to my friends out there, Merry Christmas and a have a Happy New Year. Well, since I'm posting I might as well do this. Here are my resolutions for this holiday. (FYI, they are not listed in order of importance):

1. Have lots and lots of fun

2. Lose weight

3. Play more music

4. Enjoy myself

5. Read books

6. Spend more time with my family

7. Relax

8. Watch anime and read manga

There you have it. Short and simple. Well guys, I' d like it if you guys would post on how your holiday has been. Before I forgot, good luck to Bruce and all my other friends going for the first batch of NS. Have a safe trip. Also, Rondo, good luck in the U.S.A. Just don't come back to Malaysia and get all cocky and forget about me. Keep in touch (yes, I know about the time difference).

Think My Blog Is Dead? Not A Chance!!

Muahhaha!!! I'm back to haunt your nightmares (Read this with a Victor Frankenstein kind of accent... its more effective :) Well, its been a long time. My blog is not dead, however. Its just 'hibernating' . However, I'm quite 'pleased' to announce that we have officially 23 more days till SPM starts.
My mock exam results came out a while ago. It's above my expectations, quite frankly speaking and I feel happy for that. However, a few things have been puzzling my head over these past few weeks. One: How come I'm never able to ace that History test? For those of you out there who thinks I score well in exams because I memorize, you're dead wrong. My History exam is proof of that.
Two: I'm never able to score for both my Physics and Biology simultaneously. If one is excellent, the other would be only fair, and vice versa. My Chemistry is fine, I guess.
Three: What happens if I don't get what I expect? I'm sure a lot of you is probably thinking the same question now. We can never be to sure, I guess. History has shown that sometimes things turn out quite the opposite of what we think it would.
Four: What will happen to all of us? I mean,we all would promise to keep in touch and everything, but would everything be the same as it would be now when we're in school? Now, we could see each other every single day in school but can everything still be the way it was?
Five: Can we really be prepared for the exam? I know that 23 days would provide us ample time to revise but can we really be truly prepared?

Well, that's all for now. To all my friends, good luck in your SPM. May all of you succeed not just in your exams, but in your life, too.

Exam Hiatus

Hi everyone. It's me here. I'm sorry to inform that this would be the last time I'm posting for a very long time. Don't fret. I'm still blogging, but not now. SPM mock is coming, and I know my priorities. Well, good luck to those who are going to face the SPM this year (me included). And happy Ramadhan. Well, I'm going to miss blogging, that's for sure. I probably won't add another post until after SPM. To Gabrielle, happy retirement. Its been nice reading your blog.
To all my blogger friends, some words of wisdom (from not such a wise guy):

We must bid each other goodbye, before we can say hello again

Therefore, adieu.

I'm In National Sevice!!!!

My second worst fear just came true!! I'm actually 'lucky' enough to be chosen for National service ( I'd rather not elaborate on what my worst fear is). The dreaded message reached me through the form of my sister. "Congratulations!!" The message still rings in my ears even until today.

Its not that I am afraid to join National Service. Its just that the feeling of fear is there because admittedly, I am facing one of those unknown moments in my life. Even a famous philosopher said that "One would always fear that which he did not know of". well, I'm going to try my best to make the most out of this thing. Well, it is a once in a lifetime opprtunity after all.

To my friends who did not receive the 'congratulatory' message, congratulations to you.

Lonely and Solitary

Last Thursday, during Lit. class, Rondo and I got into a 'solitary' kind of mood. It all started when I let him listen to my MP4, when he said:

"You know, all the songs in your playlist seem to reflect a solitary and lonely mood, its kinda depressing."

Without even waiting for an invitation, some girl which I would only call AI, replied:

"Well, maybe that's because he's a lonely person, that's why."

Thank you for giving such 'constructive' comment.
Note: Please- lah, Rondo. I DO NOT put those songs into my MP4 because I am lonely, solitary or depressed. Its just that I enjoy these songs because of their musical merit and their wonderful melody. Duh! And while I may be an unhappy person, I am NEVER lonely. Its not that I am mad or anything. I'm just trying to clarify things out... and to announce that I'm back in the blogging scene.

Happy Birthday Amal!!!!

First and foremost, I would like to apologize for my very long absence from the blogging community. Well, I just finished my exams last Saturday (Yay!!!). Anyways, today is all about Amal, and her birthday. She is a friend of mine and she invited me to her party at Kuching Park hotel last Saturday. Its one of the best parties that I've ever been to ( in fact one of the only parties I've ever been to, how sad is that). Its, as the Brits would say, posh but fun nonetheless.
The party started of quite formally with speeches from my friend and her parents. Then... things got gradually crazier. I mean it. There were games like treasure hunt where we are supposed to find unexpected things. I mean think about it. Who would bring the following things to a birthday party:

1) A school badge

2) A picture of your dad/ mum ( I got this one)

3) A red pen

4) A lip gloss (I doubt any boy would bring this, though we did have girls at our table who brought it with them)

5) A handkerchief ( We got this one, thanks to Fakri)

Well, I can't remember everything. Next, we are supposed to find two yellow 'angpau' envelopes, precariously hidden somewhere. It almost came to an end when Hisham found one of the envelopes before the event started. Well, we searched every nook and cranny of the hall. I mean everywhere. Under chairs (ehem..), under tables. I almost lost a finger or two when I tried to look under the buffet set. Turns out it had lighted stoves underneath to keep the food warm. Thank God.
Next, we have a sort of follow- the - leader game where members of the same table are supposed to dance in a line and stops dancing when the music stops. Then we have to stay exactly as we are. Its the job of the birthday girl's family members to disturb us while we remain 'frozen'. Our team is the first to lose, though I don't know why.
Next, comes the cake- cutting and the highlight of the day:

Choosing the prince and princess charming of the day.

Yep, you heard me. Every teenager in the party must join it. GAWD, what am I supposed to do?
I was subjected to total humiliation when I had to do a male model catwalk across the floor ( along with the other guys but we have to do it individually). Well, I mustered every ounce of courage that I have and did it. (FYI, when the girls did the catwalk, the boys became the judges, so when the boys did it... use your brains) The moment I started my walk, strut or whatever the heck you'd call it, my head swarmed with thoughts that would've been considered gila in real life. I heaved a sigh of relief when its over and swore I'll never do it again on my own free will on purpose. ( A girl got a video of me while I was doing th e'walk' but you won't hear her name from me). Naim won the prince and Natalie won the princess title.
Well, it was fun and I'd hope to do it again (attend the birthday party, not the catwalk) someday. Bye!!!
And

Happy Birthday Amal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P.S. I heard I freaked a girl out that day. Sorry!!
Oh, yes. Claire Chang is one funky girl.

Exams! They're Here!

Aaaaargh!!! This week has been very unfair (I think most people would agree, especially Jonas). The examinations have been pushed forward, which means I don't have much time left to study (then why the heck am I still blogging?). Well, the most important thing is they're gonna be here, eventually. The second exams, I think will be the most highly anticipated by everyone, as they're the real indicators of how well you're going to score in the real thing ( this is due to the fact that it will follow the real thing in every way, except for less chapters to be revised).
Well, all I can say is, good luck to all the guys (and the girls) and do your best. I think now would be the perfect time to stop being so competitive (a.k.a kiasu), and start helping each other out, cos what matters in the end is not what position you get in class but the overall result. Besides, if you help others , they'll succeed as well, and success tastes best when you share (who you choose to help, however, is entirely to your own discretion).
Anyways, I've got a thousand things to study, and I've this senamrobik thing tomorrow. Ciao!

All The Friends That I Have

Its been one week since school reopens. Donkey's right. Its been the same thing like all over again like, "Holidays are boring" and "I've got no time to study during the holidays". Well, time to catch up with old friends. Well, after the week is over, I can conclude that although my friends are varied and many, I can basically put them this way.



The Best Friend

This type of friend is easy to lose, and yet so hard to find. They're the ones who always listens to your problems and tells you that there is always a solution to everything. They never get tired of listening and even if they do, they will find a way to tell you. They help you in a variety of ways and yes, they enjoy seeing you happy. Well, not many people can fit this description anymore nowadays. Sigh...



The Casual Friend (a.k.a. Friend)

On the contrary, many people can fit in this category. They're the type of people who you see every day in school, the one that you meet in club meetings etc. You don't exactly tell them what your problem is but you do joke with them and hang out with them.



The Intellectual Friend

This type of friend is the smart one. You always go to this friend whenever you needed to answer a question or to 'borrow' his homework. They're the ones that always help you to solve a quadratic equation or the ones who knows the definition of spermatogenesis. (Ehem!).



The Wise Friend

This type of friend differs from the previous one because of their ability to answer most of your curiosities about life. Be it on the opposite sex, this and that and stuff. They usually have experience with this type of thing, which explains their ability to answer your questions in the first place.



The Take It Easy Friend

This friend can lighten your problems, but not necessarily make it go away. They have a happy outlook on life and tend to take things not too seriously, but that doesn't mean they can't be serious. They help put all your problems into perspective and sometimes they're taking things too easily that you just want to throttle them!



The Equal Friend

This type of friend is kind of rare in itself but it's weird. This friend is equal because he shares your opinions on the same thing. He can buck up your ego and strengthen your belief about an idea or he can also defend you during an argument.

The Weird Friend

This friend is like a painting by Van Gogh. He is unpredictable and sometimes, just plain weird, with a capital W to boot. He has different views on things that people usually have the same view about. He likes to argue and is usually talkative. Well, sometimes his opinions can also be too outrageous.

And last, but certainly not least..... (drumroll)

The B****** That Calls Himself A Friend

This type of friend is dangerous. They are masters of deception and disguise. They smile at your face but spit on you afterwards. As donkey puts it, they knife you, and runs away laughing about it. They don't give a f*** about you and they like it that way. There are a lot of them out there nowadays, you just don't know who...

My friends all fit into this category. All of them are a mixture of more than one of this type. So, which one are you?

Who's Aurelia?

During Add Maths tuition class today, I was completely stupefied/ dumbfounded/ aghast/ by a statement made by one of my classmates. It started when our teacher, Mdm. Liew asked us a Trigonometry question. Since Aurelia is the first one to get the answer, she told teacher about it. Now, our teacher has this habit of writing down suggested answers on the whiteboard, along with the name of the person who suggested it and asks the whole class whether we agree to the person's answer. In this case, "Who agrees to Aurelia's answer?" Several nodded in agreement while others say it out. It was in that moment I heard this somewhere from a seat behind me:

Who's Aurelia?

Normally I wouldn't pay attention to this kind of thing, you know and dismiss as a lame joke. A few moments later came this:

Really, what. Who is she?

By now the whole class started laughing, the teacher included. I teased Aurelia about it the whole day. But then again, she seems to take this insult to her self- identity in stride. Way to go. Well ,anonymity can really do anyone some good at times.

Scared Myself Silly

I've been watching too many horror/ suspense/ thriller/ movies recently. Well, aside from giving me an adrenaline rush to kill my boredom, I also ended up scaring myself silly. Take this morning for example, I just watched this movie 'When A Stranger Calls' on Star Movies. Its about a popular urban legend where a babysitter gets a phone call from a mysterious stranger when she's babysitting two kids. She's in a huge house and it was a stormy night (kinda cliched don't you think?) All in all, it was a good movie, actually. Instead of using the ghost with the long hair approach, they rely heavily on technicality such as music, lighting and the angle of the camera to make it work, so its a horror movie minus the 'ick' factor.

There are other horror movies of course, but I would rather not talk about it due to its awesome 'ickiness' or stupidity. On a totally unrelated note, I found that Kenny Rogers is one hell of a restaurant. Caution: Do not even step foot inside unless you are completely famished (with a pocketful of money). Its one of the best meals I've had so far.

And another thing, horror movie characters seem to share one thing in common: It seems that they do not know how to pray to God to save themselves. Good night. Sleep tight.

Ah, Love Is...

Ah, today is all about love. I don't know why but I feel particularly smitten about love today. Well, its probably because I have just read the biography of Sir Edward Elgar today. For those in the dark, he is a very well- known British composer, whose great works include the five 'Pomp and Circumstance' marches. Do you know that he composed two pieces for his wife just to show how much he loves her?

Well, here are some timeless quotes about love. They are all personal favourites of mine:

(a) He who love touches walk not in darkness.
Plato

(b) To get the full value of joy, you must have someone to divide it with.
Mark Twain

(c) Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love.
Albert Einstein

(d) No, this trick won't work. How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon such as first love?
Albert Einstein

(e) My most brilliant achievement was my ability to be able to persuade my wife to marry me.
Winston Churchill


Ah, I know it seems very cliched but I just realized something today. As we never know when we will die, we might as well do something to make our life worthwhile. I mean, what's the use of hating someone? We certainly won't get anything good in return now are we? On a totally unrelated note, I'm going to Kenny Rogers for lunch tomorrow. Muahaha.

An Extremely Boring Day...

Today is so boring, that even the flies seem to have something more interesting to do. I am at school today, in the library, as usual. Well, everyone seems very busy today, probably because of the LaSallian Convention starting tomorrow. Ah, its true then, that the grass always seems greener on the other side.
Well, since I've started writing, I might just as well make it a worthwhile one then. Well, there's not even a single topic to write about except maybe ranting about nonsense , again. I wish I'm allowed to join the Convention but, nah, my parents wouldn't stand for it. They refused to give me permission. You know those idioms that people use everyday, those that become cliches already? Here's my opinion on some of them.

(a) Good things happen to good people.
B.S. Nuff said.

(b) The grass is always greener on the other side.
Its incomplete. It should be continued with:... that is, until you get to the other side.

(c) I always see my glass as being half- full.
Sometimes you get so sick that you would rather drink everything from the glass and get it over with.

(d) Do as I say, not as I do.
Well, what do you do if someone asks you: How do you do?

(e) If someone were to gather every trouble from every single person in the world, and put it in a heap, then ask everyone to take an equal measure from the heap, they would just take their own troubles and be done with it.
Socrates
I couldn't agree more with the old guy.

(f) You can find out more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.
Plato

It depends on what game you were playing and what you were talking about in the first place.

(g) Behind every great man, there is a great woman.
This is also incomplete. It should be continued with: ... and she's rolling her eyes.

Sports Day 2008

Ah, the last Sports Day I'll attend as a student of St. Joseph's (That is if I'm not attending Form Six). Sigh... Time does fly when you're having fun, doesn't it? Well, it takes a span of two days. Things start out a little differently this year as we always start early on the first day, but due to some unavoidable event happening at the stadium next door, we started in the afternoon. The first day can only be summed up in five words:



Its a freakin' hot day.



Trust me when I say it. Its like being trapped in the Sahara Desert or Mercury or something. Well, Things get worse when I have to go home early (at about 3 'o' clock) when heatstroke catches up on me. Well, I heard that Stefan called me a wuss or something. A note of caution: Dude, try having three layers of fat as an insulator and spend five hours working picking up balls in the hot sun. Its gonna feel like you're a short- circuited microwave oven inside, and everything goes haywire. I spent the day drinking water like a vacuum cleaner. As for Aaron K., he's gonna call me a freakin' liar if I chicken out on the second day as well.



I didn't.



Hah! In yer face. Just kidding. The second day's not too bad. We started out early, as usual. I spent nine hours sleeping and consumed three pills the night before. There's no way I'm gonna miss out on this thing. I got the same job as I did on the day before. But, God was much kinder. He brought in the clouds in the morning and some rain in the afternoon, although we did get the same hot sun after that. You know, the donkey's not there on the 2nd day. Wonder why. Didn't see Jonas or Wan around either. Its a shame that Bernie had to miss out both days.



During and after duty, a few interesting things did happen. My junior commented that Pn. Jo is nice (he's in Form 2), and yes, she is. I interrupted something that shouldn't be interrupted (RonDo should know this :P). Oh, yeah, FYI I owe someone a trip to the KFC, which I apparently forgot until that person reminded me. All in all, its a very good day, except at the end of it I end up looking like a zebra because of the sunburn (lol). See ya!

Things To Do Before 2008 Is Over

I know that most people think that resolutions can be made at the beginning of a new year, but its not necessarily true. So, as promised to RonDo, here are my resolutions for the second half of year 2008:

1. Get over it. (I think RonDo knows what I mean). : )

2. Eat less fried chicken (Sigh...)

3. Study for the SPM (Arghhhhh!!!)

4. Be less awkward around other people.

5. Practise! Practise! Practise!

6. Do something that is both good and totally unexpected

7. Daydream less often

8. Bite my tongue more often ( I think RonDo knows what this statement means)

9. Make my blog and posts less barren (as Donkey puts it)

10. Appreciate people more often

11. Have different outlooks on some things

12. Take things less seriously ( as Jonas puts it)

13. Learn to forgive and forget.

14. Tie up all loose ends

and, last but not least...

15. Follow this list and never forget why I did it in the first place

There you go. Sleep is catching up on me again. Bye...

Happy Holidays, everyone!!!

What Happened During The Blackout

Something weird happened last night. A blackout just hit my neighbourhood and get this, only my neighborhood. The other neighbouring houses seem just fine. But life just seems to find a way to make itself interesting, doesn't it. Here's what happened:



Me: Mitosis is....



Bzzt....

Everything goes dark all of a sudden.



Me: Oh, shit. Not now. Not when I really have the mood to study.



So, I crept out of my room into the dark hallway outside. This is one of those times when I'm glad that my house is a single- storey house. No stairs to tumble down from. I took a torchlight from the kitchen drawer after some groping and went to my parents bedroom to check on them. Apparently, both of them are still awake and were watching TV when it happened. Wait, there's more to come...



Clang! Clang!



Me: Isn't that the padlock being rattled?



So, my dad took my torchlight and went outside to check what was the clanging all about.

For self- defense purposes, he held the torchlight up like a bat, ready to swing at the uninvited visitor. He turns the knob and...



Out came our friendly neighbourhood neighbour!!

His reason for clanging on the padlock: "Sorry, I was just checking up on you, people. Manalah tau you didn't know about the blackout. Anyway, what are neighbours for, kan?"

Me: That's all? Well, apparently someone missed a lesson or two about what it means to be a neighbour.

Rule No. 1: Never clang on your neighbour's padlock, especially late at night, which is why we install the door in the first place.

That's not all. When I stepped outside, the whole neighbourhood is dark. Some little midget apparently thought today was Hari Raya or something. He took a candle and lit a firecracker. Well, before you know it, other midgets starts to join in as well/

Sinister Thoughts

Today is very different than any other day. I had a lot of sinister thoughts running through my mind today (much more than usual ,anyway). But then again, everyone must have had at least one sinister thought running through their mind everyday, even if its just for a split second.
Anyway, I write this post because of an interesting 'hypothesis' which I thought of while staring absent- mindedly into space one day. Well, I, for one think that everyone, and lets make it clear that there are no exceptions, have two sides to themselves:the good one and the bad one (duh!!). But, it is, however, quite interesting to consider what happens if the two sides mix together. Well, what does happen when the line between the good and the bad inside a person is blurred? How do we make a choice when the choices seem equally rational, good or bad?
I believe, however, that the human mind is a more complex structure that what it is initially presented as. It is not only a question of choosing the good and getting rid of the bad, but more of how much a certain thing appeals to you, and how you would justify yourselves when you do it.
The bottomline here is, I am trying to say that sometimes having sinister thoughts is a natural process, in which the good, (or the ego) and the bad (or the id) is always in constant conflict with one another. Yet, our choices are actually determined by our ability to compromise between both.
All this philosophy is tiring me out. I better go to bed before I ramble more nonsense...

Some People Just Don't Get It...

Today, I have just found out that some people has such a thick skull that its almost impossible for anything, anything, mind you, to penetrate it. Now, I am referring to none other than the 'esteemed' friend of mind, Mr. Rondo. A few days ago he even took some liberty to define me as a solar eclipse.
When I asked him about it, he just did his trademark cynical (and sometimes loathsome) smile and said, "I don't know".
Here's the rest of the conversation.

Me: What do you mean, you don't know? You're the one who said it.

Rondo: I don't know. Its true- lah.

Me: How come you don't know. It can't be that hard for you to put it in English.

Rondo: Its just... complicated.

Me: What the !@#$!!!! (Stalks away feeling very angry)

(Just so you know, we were discussing D.A.P. at that time, and, no, it is NOT the political party)

A (Not So) Surprising Reunion

Today, we are introduced to our substitute Additional Maths teacher who turns out to be.... our retired Form 3 Mathematics teacher!! Well, actually, we were told earlier that her name is Teacher A, but we never expected her to be the same teacher A that teaches us Mathematics two years ago. Oh, well. Welcome back, teacher.
She began our class today by (re) introducing herself. After that, she reads our names from the class list out loud and we introduce ourselves to her, as part of the traditional ice- breaking (again).
Well, she does seem to remember some of us.
She announced that she will only be replacing our current Additional Mathematics teacher, who is currently hospitalized due to an accident for two weeks. Well, I hope that my teacher will recover soon. ( From what I heard, her injuries are rather serious). Get well soon, teacher. Good night.

Self- Appointment As An Unnoficial Member of The BATT Project

Today, I wish to express my condolences to Danny Grober for having had to endure the endless snide cmments made by the Dolphin and the Donkey. However, I also wish to congratulate both of them for successfully launching the second phase of the BATT project. I would also like to announce my self- appointment as an unofficial member of the BATT project.
For Danny ( who have just been very recently christened as the Piglet) I would advise him to follow the old saying of "If you can't beat them, join them". This is actually supposed to help him get through these 'difficult' times. They will soon forget about this thing (however, I myself highly doubt that they will) .
That's all, I think, on my opinion regarding this matter. See ya!

Oh, yes. Before I forget.
Song of the Day: (a recently- installed feature, due to the successful launching of the second phase of BATT)
Fantasie in F Minor for Piano (Four Hands)- Franz Peter Schubert

Quote of The Day:
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.
Juliet, in William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet

P.S. Both the song and the quote is dedicated to BATT. For those who wish to listen to the song, go to Youtube and look under the tags michael, mcelvain, ben bader, schubert, fantasie

The Centaur and The Swan: 'If only...'

Today has been, how shall I put it... sentimental. I am slowly ( and forcefully) reminded of a few things that I wish to leave behind right now, since SPM is only five months away. I leave those things behind and start anew for various reasons. However, I choose not to brood over it too much, as everyone must have a bad day once in a while. If anyone asks about the significance of the title, well, its just something spontaneous which I thought of while I was lost in thought today. On a brighter note, tomorrow is class photography day, ( finally!!).We're gonna have to go to this photography studio called Jacky's Studio, which is next to this restaurant/ bar/ bistro/ whatever the heck called 'Jambu' :) Danny Grober pointed out the place as a 'glass bungalow'. (What the heck!! Gee, thanks Danny, that's very 'helpful' of you).
Frankly speaking, I can see that some of my classmates aren't too happy with the decision, but, ya know, what's the problem with a little outing. I know some of you are a bit reluctant to spend the hard- earned RM 10.00 and half- an- hour hour just to catch a single photo,but, just to make you feel better, think of how you'll look at the picture, umm... ten years to come. You probably wouldn't want to look at some cheap, black- and- white photo wouldn't you, now? Well, see ya tomorrow. Gotta go.

Natural Rubber and Fat: A New Perspective

During Chemistry tuition the other night, I somehow got myself involved in the conversation between two of my classmates. Here are the details of the 'intellectual' conversation. (For copyright and various other unmentionable reasons, I will refer to them as A and B instead of their real names :)

Teacher: Can anyone tell me the best way to remove fat? (Real answer: Soap)

Classmate A: It's liposuction, teacher (lol)

Teacher: For uses of natural rubber, I will leave it to your imagination to decide what it is. ( ehemm...)

Classmate A: You know what B, I think I lost my 'rubber'.

Classmate B: No, I think you must have misplaced it somewhere. ( not taking the hint...)

Classmate A: I think I left it in the car

Classmate B: Ohhh, I get it. ( Now he got it) :()

Well, now I know what I'm not gonna put in my SPM paper. Thanks for enlightening me, A and B. I owe you.
Oh yeah, about the History test that I mentioned earlier. Turns out to be a false alarm, its next week, not this week.

Quote of The Day:
"Statistics are like bikinis; what they reveal is misleading and what they hide is interesting."

RonDo Alla Turca from Sonata No. 1.

First-Time Jitters

Hi everyone!!!
This is my first time writing a blog, so I hope you like it. When I went to my group study this evening, it turns out to be more of a lol time than a study time (So much for all the books). For those even interested to find out about what happened, you can ask RonDo about it. But here's a sneak peek: it involves me, RonDo and A-Sharp (Please don't get mad A- Sharp!). All in all, we had more fun scaring the heck out of Form 4 students (and each other in the process) than discussing short stories (Hey! It was his idea, not mine!). Well, time for me to study, I have a test coming tomorrow, and I haven't even touched a page on History yet.