2008 ( i know it's so yesterday....literally)

well, guys, 2008 has been one of those years that i will never forget (that's what they always say, ask me a year from now and i'll tell you that nothing really important happened in that year).

last year (i mean that yesterday's "this year") was really fun. i had tonnes and tonnes of laughther with my friends. seriously, (last year was not serious at all). the things we did. haiz. and i did get in trouble quite a lot, (not for what i did, mostly for what i didn't do........and no, it was not homework). loved today's "last year", because, that was the very first year i was with ALL my friends ( note that form 3 does not count because i was too busy studying my head off).

the achivements that i 'achieved' last year is not important. (yeah....rrrriiiiigggghhhhhtttt). the posts and all are totally boring to be stated here ( and i don't want to sound like a stuck-up-proud-snob). more importantly, in that year i discovered this new hobby, yes, reading. i read about 25 novels last year (yes, some were really really short and there were a lot of novels by Agatha Christie). reading has beeen my ultimate escape and i only noticed it last year,( can you believe it?).

my friends. well, this post would not be complete if it did not have my friends in it. my friends were (and will always be) the best in the world (last year, this year must wait and see). i got to know a lot of knew ones too. anne was one of them but now she is far away in Australia. Thambhi (that's priyadharshan) is also one of them, he was from St Paul (now he is in MY school....naynanaynanaynanay)

to put it in a nutshell (nutshells are very small, you know), my life blossomed last year. loved it. sad to see that that year has come to an end. and the beginning of this (monstrous) 2009. (of course, its SPM). anyways, Happy New Year , y'all.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYBODY.....

before i continue on about my trip to the historic city.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYBODY.

this post is to wish all my loved ones, a very Merry Christmas. Clement, Carolyn, Lisa, Timothy, Arnan koh, Hannah, Andrew, Jamie, Chee Jong, Anne, Stefan, Praveen, and all those special people who probably don't know me (or they know me but they don't want to). all these people, you all deserve a huge hug for this Christmas, unlucky me couldn't meet up with all of you so here is an online hug.

HAVE THE BEST CHRISTMAS, YOU DESIRE.

P.S. DON'T GET INTO SANTA'S NAUGHTY LIST.

Malacca trip......(day one)

the trip to the historic city of Malacca (must say that in a bold deep voice and the next line with a sarcastic tone), yes, ancient history (roll your eyes now, yeah, that's the way). hahahaha. OK. the trip was great. we actually went there to check out my sister's National Service site, but since we were going, we just packed a few extra pairs of clothes and we were off for a jolly good holiday (as if, 'jolly good', haiz......that's what i thought). we went there in the afternoon, reached the Zoo at around 4.30pm (not so sure).



yes, the ZOO, out of all places to see, the ZOO, haiz, i don't know what's wrong with this people, (hahahahahaha). alright, the zoo was quite fun. i met a lot of your friends there, you know. the chimpanzee were the friendly ones while the monkeys were just sneaky, (that was just a joke....do not sue me for calling my readers and friends 'friends' of animals.). there were a lot species of animals there, since it is quite boring to talk about 'your friends' (haiz, one more thing do not consider me as one of your 'friends' i am just a normal friend without the ' ' ).



next destination, straight to our rented apartment (Melaka Resorts or something like that). now you do not go about telling that i am rich and all, we were forced to take the apartment because all the hotels had no available rooms and the apartment was our last choice (comparing that to the one where we sleep out on the roadsides, we chose the apartment). beside the management gave us a discount because one of my father's friend has an office opposite his building (its complicated, i know). we took our bath and went out to eat. after dinner we slept. (ohhhhh, interesting isn't it.....not)

varanam aayiram!!!!!

that is surya up there with sameera reddy.

OK i know most of my readers will never have heard of this tamil movie. i know, i know, but i got to keep my promise to some one very dear to me. so here goes. varanam aayiram. the movie directed by gautham menon ( an acclaimed director of action movies). unlike his other movies, this one focuses on the relationship between a father and a son. the actor (playing both the father and the son) is surya. now, really hats-off for him. he did an excellent job in this film. seriously, he was amazing. the actresses were simran, sameera reddy, divya spandhana (all three very good looking).

the story starts off from the scene where surya (the son)(military), is on an aircraft (going to save some journalist). he gets a call that informs him of the death of his beloved father. that's when he goes-back-in-time (flashback, of course). it starts off from when he was 17 till he joined the military. all those things that changed his life, and the way his father was there to pat his back and say it-will-get-better-in-time (in tune with Leona's song please). love, death of the lover, drugs, and then how his father managed to pull him out of the pit-of-doom, military, love again, married life, and so on.

i know that the way i have dumped the chronological order of events up there makes it look un-interesting but seriously, the way gautham executed it on film was AWESOME. he managed to bring the best out of surya. the best movie he had acted so far. the movie really speaks to hearts (it means it is really touching).all in all, the movie really was quite inspiring and the story line was quite different (for a tamil movie of course). all the songs are great, harris jeyaraj (the music director rocks). up there are some sweets for your eyes from this magnificent film.

A flat TYRE........(weeee, fun ain't it)

OK, this happened yesterday. we (meaning; me, mum, dad, sister, brother) were heading to the beach. it was about 5.00 pm. my dad was free so we planned to go to the beach for a stroll. you know, its been long since the last time we went to the beach. it had just stopped raining, the puddles of mud and rain water, here and there, had filled the potholes.

my dad was driving the car. my mum beside and the three of us in the back seat. (yeah, i guess you are picturing a perfect little family going on a sweet trip.....hahaha, you are so wrong, me and my siblings in the same car, havoc will be taking over). the car was going smooth until it accidentally bumped into a POTHOLE, (where we would discover later that was the cause for the flat tyre). well, we just kept going since it didn't seem to affect the momentum of the car. there was a lorry driver who went pass us who was waving his hands frantically yelling something that i couldn't hear. well, like most Malaysians, my dad assumed that the door on my mum's side was not shut properly, so we decided to stop and take a look.

we were near Springhill when we saw the flat tyre. well, we had a plan. a PLAN (muahahahahaah, you go to the middle of the road and stop a car and we will ask the guy to help us and when he gets down we will 'hijack' his car and head off to beach). the plan was to call a friend of ours to come and help (obviously we needed help, seeing the circumstances that we didn't bring a jack). so the friend came and brought his jack along. after possibly 10 minutes , we got to know that the friend (lets just call him sathi) forgot to bring the thingamajig (that's what i call things that i don't know the name of) that was supposed to lift the jack. then, sathi brought all other family members excluding me, my dad, and my brother.

after another 10 minutes, the thingamajig arrived. then we got to work. lift the car to a suitable height. then, unscrew the bolts of the flat tyre. thank God , the spare tyre was in good condition. the spare tyre was bolted with the same bolts of the flat tyre. after tightening the bolts, the jack was 'unjacked' (if that makes sense to you), and my dad started to drive. not even a foot away from the place we fixed it, the tyre gave us the impression that it was about to come loose. yeah, you guessed. back to the 'jack-ing'. only then we realised that the bolts for the spare tyre was different from the one in the flat tyre. unscrew bolts, screw in the correct bolts, and tighten it. the car was , finally, moving smoothly without any interruptions.

by the time all this was done, we were dead tired (by 'we' i mean me) . we went to sathi's house and went out for dinner with sathi's family. haiz, damn fun, uh?

lessons we re definitely learnt. first, if you are rich, get a driver. if you are moderate, like me, or poor, get a car jack. then, make sure you screw in the correct bolts. hahahahahaha

life ( at least for me ) is fair.....

before i get down to business, this post does not go out to anyone specifically, seriously, this thought just came to me, and i had to write it down. if it hurt any one's feelings, i am terribly sorry.

the thing that i love about Life is that we are in control of it. i am not saying that you control life. i am just stating that you shape your life. like a plasticine for example, life is the plasticine and you are since our lives are intertwined, so i guess making a change in your life is bound to give an impact on others' ; because their lives will give an impact to others. somehow, our lives are interconnected.

we always have a choice. to do or not to do. this is the best part of it. choices. it's like we can choose what we want. at times, it is difficult but ,hey, remember that the choices that you make will give impact to others. taking your life in control is quite impossible (if you think of it carefully), but once you have it under control, you will know your destination; where to get down (or UP).

from the view of the public, you waste your life with miss use of drugs and smoking ,(which is quite true, actually, they will only make your life span shorter). but do you know you can waste your life in a different way? well, there is this one way. you would have heard of it. it's complaining that life is unfair.

you see. NOW, OPEN YOUR EYES WIDE AND SEE CAREFULLY. complaining and whining that life is unfair will definitely get you nowhere. if you really see where i am going, nod. if you keep on complaining that life is unfair because this happened to me .....and this did not come to me.....i did not get it.....i deserve it.....EVERYBODY, can you hear yourselves now. this is how you truly sound. complainers, whiners. did you ever think why that happened to you before you go on doing the thing you always do, complain. have you ever wondered before that those 'unfairness' in life is due to your actions earlier? I DON'T THINK SO.

seriously, look beyond the veil of complains and you will see Life waiting for you to take control of it. i know, some of you'll out there are in denial, and probably you are going to navigate away from my page but, think carefully, and you will know that what i am saying is true (and makes sense). before you complain about life, look behind your back first, what you did in the past is trailing you behind. loose the knot THE PAST had tied to you and be free. at least now, you know your destination. your aim and goal. go for it with the perception that life is fair. what goes around comes back around. think properly. take actions with the thought that they carry consequences.

LIFE IS SO FAIR.

recent happenings......

okay, my friend Julian introduced this riddle game, Zahada, to me and it is A-W-E-S-O-M-E. the riddles are quite difficult and challenging. it makes your brain crack like a fragile pot dropped ten times. even to get to the website is a riddle by itself. heheheheheheh. i am enjoying every single one of the riddle so far. level 25 already, you know.

read a lot of books. okay, okay, only three. i have not started studying yet, maybe next week. loving the free time i am having. indulging my self with non-stop television, songs, and books.
currently, i love my life.

....trip to KL tower....

people,

i just got back from my little trip to the KL tower. and yeah (for those ignorant ones) that building is damn tall and the fourth tallest in the world. actually i went there because my dad was being awarded some award for being best at his job. there were other people there too. it was some competition at his workplace and he won it (champion, man.). whose father he is? mine, what.PROUD OF HIM.

anyways. we reached there around 12.30 pm . there we went up this extremely fast elevator. it was so fast. i could literally see it took seconds to go up to 250 meters above ground. it was fun. when it was going elevating we were all having ear block and we started to yawn ourselves out of it.

the lunch was at this extremely cool restaurant. it was moving. yeah, kinda. it was like moving. yeah. in Malay that restaurant is called RESTOREN BERPUTAR. yeah it was fun. i was sitting at the right place with the twin towers to my view. a few minutes i (actually...hmmmmm) paid attention to somebody speak and the twin towers was gone. vanished. i was sitting with a view of clouds. that's when i noticed that the restaurant was moving. it was so cool.

the food there is A-W-E-S-O-M-E = DELICIOUS. they had the normal local food which all standard buffet lunches have, everything tasted so good. then, i moved on to the western style buffet. OH MY GOSH. it was a dream come true for a food lover like me. they had (let me take a deep breath) pasta, sushi (i didn't taste that), thousand island salad, potato salad, fried potatoes, lasagna, baked potatoes, roasted chicken, (something like) grilled fish, toast,and yeah loads and loads more. now for the main attraction. D-E-S-E-R-T-S. OK really. the deserts there were the best i have ever tasted. wait a minute, I NEVER TASTED HALF THE DESERTS THERE BEFORE. really, its true. they had chocolate cake, chocolate fudge, chocolate moose. chocolate pie, peanut pie, a variety of biscuits, a variety of ice creams,bread and butter, hot chocolate fudge, cream caramel, and loads more (which i can't remember).

to think i would waste my chance to taste everything, shame on you. i ate everything. yes, EVERYTHING. from the local cuisine to the western ones (except sushi, i don't like raw fish), and the deserts. yes, every single one of them. they were all delicious especially the deserts. loved them. all chocolates are my favourite.

the view from up there is so cool. cars appear to be more like ants and humans are microscopic. one of my dad's friends said that when they saw using a binoculars into building, they spotted someone not working but sleeping on their desk. yeah, we were laughing about it on our journey back home. everything was so cool.

i will be posting photos later so if you want to look at how great the tower is, then visit my page later (meaning in a weeks time).

i got to go now people. must start doing some amount of job to lose the weight i have gained from eating all those highly recommended stuff. haiz.

So What!!!!!!!

so what
I'm still a rock star
i got my rock moves
and i don't need you


hahahahaha. yeah people. this song is being sung (by me) to my one and only enemy, the exams results.

guess what,
I'm having more fun.

yeah, everybody. i definitely had SOME fun listening to the nagging from my dad and mum. i know i did not that well but still i don't regret doing whatever i did when i was supposed to be studying. for me life is meant to be enjoyed thoroughly. i definitely do not want to waste my time studying like a mad fool and getting all A's. i would rather have a lot of fun in my second last year in secondary school (and suffer like an idiot next year).

Exams are like the railings that keep the horses in caged-up land. most horses stay in that area but some are wild and they will jump over the railings and run wild. i am one of those horses. i don't regret doing it at all. actions have consequences. i am going to be a man and handle them.
yeah. so i was there yea-ing for all the nagging and everything. i mean i did my exams to the not-best-of-my-ability way so i don't feel really stupid. i just feel good that i didn't cheat.

cheating. well, for me, cheating in exams is just a waste of time. you cheat now, you will get caught later, anyway. if not in school, then it the hands of God. it is all recorded UP THERE you know. there is really no way around it. all you cheaters out there, i have one thing to say, you not cheating us but yourselves.

anyway. i am done being stupid. next year, me got to work hard like a mad fool and all. great talking to you guys. it takes my burden off. bye.

PS. friends who really care. i will do my level best to get all A1s next year. well, it is the BIG YEAR.

SPM is here......

well, everyone born in the 1991 must be fidgeting (and crying ) for SPM started today. before i go blabbering about other stuffs, i would like to wish everyone i know a-big-huge-biggest good luck anyone had ever wished them; akkas, chehchehs, kohkohs, annaes, abangs and kakaks, too.


SPM. this three alphabets (usually blamed for robbing the liveliness of the last secondary school year) will make most of the fifth formers pee in their pants. they stay up till late night to do their (so called) last-minute look through. they drown themselves with coffee just to make sure they don't fall asleep early. these things are normal and teenagers and children do that all the time (sigh* yeah right)

SPM is not an exam that proves that you are intelligent. a string of A1'S does not necessarily mean that you will be successful in life. yeah, i know. then what's the point of sitting for this BIG exam? nothing? no. its just the small beginning for some huge things in the world. (you fifth formers, do not take SPM for granted, read my next line ) nevertheless, it is crucial for a Malaysian student to take this test since it is (the so called) the base for any worthwhile job there is.

So GOOD LUCK to all those fifth formers. make sure you tell me about your papers in my cbox, okay.

Are You a Reader?

who is a reader? so, go on, tell me. who is a reader? some one who reads. hmmmm. lets see, a reader is some one who READS. define read. aha... that's where our opinions (or point of views )come in. reading something can be reading anything. the newspaper, magazines, newsletters. there are book-orientated reads too; fiction, fantasy, nonfiction, sci-fi, thriller. what makes someone who reads a reader?

well, i am a bit confused too. when i started this post, i was thinking to write HOW TO BE A GOOD READER, but then again, i got mixed up and ended up with this topic. it intrigues me too. what makes one a reader? is that by merely reading the sentences, paragraphs, short stories or novels that you become a reader. isn't there so much more to be a reader?

a reader is one that understands the writer, connects with the book, appreciates the style, admires the prose, and most importantly, loves reading. just reading a book does not make you a reader. (my teacher, would not agree on this, but what the heck) i mean seriously, if that is the case, then everyone can be a reader.

this lack of acknowledgement to the real readers make them one of the communities that are facing extinction. this reminds me of a post by Sharon bakar. here it is. according to the national literacy thrust which recently did a survey of 30000 pupils in UK, it proves that :

... children's reading habits slump dramatically after they start at
secondary school. The typical eight-year-old reads nearly 16 books a year but,
by the time they reach 15 or 16, this has dwindled to just over three books per
year. The big drop-off starts after the first year of secondary school, when the
number of books read falls from nearly 12 a year to just
six.

so people, don't just stand there watch readers extinct. go and grab a book (of a genre you like, of course) and start reading. a wise man (i forgot his name) once said, reading is the only tool that unlocks the world.

i am back...guys but i m feelin bad... girls

bad things first
i got back my additional mathematics paper which i was so confident that i will get at least an A2 . guess what i got an A2 which i am so damn pissed about. i made the worst type of careless mistakes one can ever make in one's paper. its just so stupid of me. my paper leterally starts witha mistake and ends with one. its just so stupid of me. i sat there like an idiot while albert and doll tried consoling me, telling me that it does not matter, just an exam oni, wat. haiz. other than that, my bio teacher told one of my classmates that the whole class did extemely 'well' in our exams. haiz. i do not get this world. why does it always need to be me who suffers?

p.s.: currently i am hating my self.

now for the good news
my chapter 1 of my novel is now complete. i am working on the second chapter and a short story. i love writing. then, school holidays are here. time for me to extinguish the burning desire to read my novels. midnight's children, an evening is the whole day, the god of small things, and then reread all my other novels. and then only, catch up with all my form 4 (miserable, idiotic) syllabus. this is going to be a busy holiday period. and do not worry, i will be blogging almost everyday about the happenings in my life here.

neutral things
i learnt that true friends do not go away just because results are not as good as theirs. note to self, next time recheck your paper LIKE A MILLION TIMES, okay. catch ya later.

still busy.....

guys and girls. yes, i am still busy with deepavali celebrations and i would not be blogging for awhile (a day or two). most probably I'll be leaving kuala lumpur today. just because you don't see any new posts, it does not mean that i am not checking your comments, okay. so yeah guys, I'll be back in a few days. don't miss me. well, if you do, i can't blame you. i am very addictive.heheheh

deepavali....

the day where the Indian community all over the world draw colourful kohlams in front of their houses and decorate it with beautiful lights. tonnes and tonnes of preparation would havebeen made two weeks earlier. eh... fry the murruku till golden brown only ,ok. hare rama, take the old filthy curtains down. ramu wash the house; don't you get the furnitures wet. enngae, go and buy the chicken before it sells out. these are the typical Malaysian-Indian dialogues that we will hear in the homes of those celebrating this auspicious day. the history of how deepavali had become is told below (a snippet from wikipedia)

Deepavali, or Divali, (Markiscarali) is a major Indian festival, and a significant festival in Hinduism, Sikhism and Jainism. [3] Many legends are associated with Diwali. Today it is celebrated by Hindus, Jains and Sikhs across the globe as the "Festival of Lights," where the lights or lamps signify victory of good over the evil within every human being. The festival is also celebrated by Buddhists of Nepal, particularly the Newar Buddhists. Hindus tend to treat and celebrate Diwali as Christians treat and celebrate Christmas
In many parts of India, it is the homecoming of King Rama of Ayodhya after a 14-year exile in the forest.[4] The people of Ayodhya (the capital of his kingdom) welcomed Rama by lighting rows (avali) of lamps (deepa), thus its name, Deepavali. This word, in due course, became Diwali in Hindi. But, in South Indian languages, the word did not undergo any change, and hence the festival is called Deepavali in southern India. South India celebrates it as Light of Lamps that fills the dark New Moon day(Deepavoli: Deepam=Lamp, Oli=Light(Tamil)). It is also marked in parts of Southern India as the day Lord Krishna defeated the demon Narakasura.
Diwali is celebrated on the first day of the lunar Kartika month, which comes in the month of October or November.
In Jainism it marks the nirvana of Lord Mahavira, which occurred on October 15, 527 BCE. The Sikhs celebrate Diwali for a different reason; on this day, the Sixth Guru, Guru Hargobind Ji, was freed from imprisonment along with 52 Hindu Kings (political prisoners) whom he had arranged to be released as well. After his release he went to Darbar Sahib (golden temple) in the holy city of Amritsar. There, he was greeted by Sikhs and many other people. In happiness they lit candles and diyas to greet the Guru. In India, Diwali is now considered to be a national festival, and the aesthetic aspect of the festival is enjoyed by most Indians regardless of faith.[5]

so there you go. that's how deepavali had become. so let us all enjoy this wonderful prosperous day. a very HAPPY DEEPAVALI WISHES to everyone.

it will all get better in time....

like i told you before. LIFE IS A ROLLER COASTER. sometimes there are ups and there are also downs. you cannot possibly expect one to be at the top forever. its just against the rules of nature. you are supposed make mistakes. mistakes so big that it will probably affect your future. MISTAKES so big that might drive your friends away from you. these mistakes are meant to be made because they are life's valuable lessons. they say that there is not a better teacher than mistakes. the important thing about these mistakes is that you thrive through the consequences of it. you jump over each boulder that barricades you from reaching to the finish line. and when you do finish life's race you will come out as a stronger person. so what if you got low grades in your history paper or even chemistry for that matter. all that matters is that you learn from your mistakes. you correct them in the coming years. if your friends do not stick around you to see you succeed, then do not cry over it. they are not really your friends. true friends stick with each other through thick or thin. they might be stronger than you are ; smarter, more popular, better in everything. but it all comes down to whether they are being true friends. i have written a lot on friendship so take a look at the previous posts. so remember never abandon friends just because they are not as good as you in grades, you know that they will never do it to you. but if you still feel that you should move away from a friend who got bad grades, then, who am i to stop you.

P.S. be a true friend first, only then you will have true friends.

now that the exams are done with....

muahhhhhahahhahahahahahahhaha.

exams are over. yay. now, i would probably be blogging from day till night. be sure to check my other blog www.aravinthanthegreat.blogspot.com for short snippets of stories and of course, reviews of my latest reads. there will be much to do this holidays. and oh yeah, deepavali is nearing (you'll be hearing much about this later).

high school musical 3 is opening in cinemas coming 24th. yay. i loved the first movie. the second movie was just above the 'not too bad' category. i am excited because the songs sound great and the short clips that were played in Disney channel were awesome. (i know it's pathetic to talk about high school musical and Disney channel for a 16 year old but too bad, i don't care about what you think.)

oops. forgot to take down the curtains in my room for washing. better go before mum comes.

bye y'all.

chemistry....hmmmmmmmm.....

one of the sciences that i am not fond of is chemistry (along with physics). i am not taking tuition for this subject as i thought, i would be able to study and understand it myself. well, the first few chapters were very understandable. starting with the periodic table chapter right up till the end was like reading a book written in Greek. You know what? I can't understand Greek. i managed an A for my first monthly test and the rest were all B's. i had my chemistry exam today morning. do you want to know how i prepared for this particular exam? well , all you have to do is read your chemistry revision book up till 3am (start around 7 pm). oh yeah, don't forget to tell your dad to come in your room at 3am and scold you for staying up so late. ( i was just being sarcastic). anyways, the exam went well. i could answer most of the questions. i hope i can manage a B this time too. its not that i don't want an A, its just too much to ask for.( well, i only studied around 10 hours for it). oh yeah, i forgot, that B is not in my hands ,yet, ( i haven't sat for paper 3 (coming Monday!!!!)) well, one piece of advise for all those CHEMISTRY-HATERS (technically i don't really hate chemistry because i am too busy hating physics), all you have to do to get the concept of chemistry is GO TO TUITION.

P.S.: that advise up there will not help you conquer your enemy (chemistry) unless you wave
the magic wand called HARD WORK

EnGLiSH ExAM...........(sigh)

i love English. my love for this language is unconditional. another thing i enjoy doing is writing essays and stories. like seriously, who would not enjoy doing it? when you are writing a story, you are actually playing god. you decide what your characters should do next. whatever you want, goes. no one objects you. its great. lately, i have been having some problems writing essays while exam. (can you believe it). i am a very detailed writer. i like to be specific ( not as much as Kim Edwards, though). during exams, i usually picture a character and try my level best to create a plot where the character explores the world and beyond. when i do this at home, it goes great . i write wonderful stories but during exams, i am a goner. last exam, i wrote story which began like " i opened the parcel and i was excited...." . the plot for this story came as quick as lightning to me. the characters were simple and perfect for it. at the starting, i was quite excited because the last essay i wrote for my exam got published in The Star. i guess, i was hoping to impress my teacher with my writing, once again. but after a few lines, i lost my vision. i was stuck in the middle of nowhere. i did not know what to do. i reread the very few lines i wrote and i was disappointed in myself. i felt that the tenses ran. there were grammatical errors. what am i to do? i looked at the time, and i had only 30 minutes to finish it up and hand it to my teacher. i decided to go with the 'vision lost' story. by the time i got to the end, i felt like tearing the 3 page long essay into millions of pieces. i hated it. so, guess, its time for me to go back to the basics. the lesson i learnt. never do anything for the mere sake of impressing someone, do it out-of-love. lesson learnt.

if ever your eyes close....

those gorgeous eyes pull me towards you,
they pull my heart even closer to you,
when they turn their vision to my direction,
it seems as though the whole world stops moving.

those secretive eyes of yours,
are playing tricks in my mind,
their message is quite opposite to the one your mouth utters,
which one am i suppose to believe?

those rosy cheeks that accentuate
those pretty eyes which in turn
makes you look you,
you with immortalised beauty.

if ever your eyes close,
my heart will stop for
it holds my soul, love, and everything
that is suppose to make me, me.

(i am no poet , people. do not expect more from me)

darn it, exams are getting close...

let me tell you people something. me and exams, we don't go that well together.
its safe to say that we are like cat and mouse.
i am the mouse and exam is the cat.
every time, i see exams i just runaway.
but somehow, every time, it will catch me off guard and gobble me up.

i hate the fact that exams always get to me.
you know, a 16 year old teenager is supposed to be having some fun with his life.
its his second last year in school.
whats the fun in it if every month or so they have exams
to rob the fun we were just about to have.

i mean , they do make you study harder,
and i am not denying the fact that it is good for us but i am just stating
that there should be some amount of time allocated for the fun this teenagers crave for.
the syllabus is already tough and now they change the format of questions.
haiz.

don't get me started on the subjects.

sejarah- a piece of crap
maths - its nice
add math- not that bad
English- its the best
Malay -not really a favorite
accounts- confusing
moral- memorization
physics- difficult
chemistry- OK
biology- nice

and i am supposed to have covered the form four syllabus of all this subjects by 7Th of October 2008. preposterous. its just too much.
like i said in my previous post, life is too short for all this nonsense.
anyways, you people out there, still gotta study hard and pass your exams with flying colors or the next thing you see will be the front gate of boarding / summer school.

start early........drive slowly.........reach safely.

(yeah right...like we are gonna listen to that)
( i am more of a last minute preparation kinda guy)

life is too short...

life is a roller coaster ride.
you have ups and downs.
sometimes you go up first and then you will come down.
but sometimes you go down and then you go up.

just because it intimidates you a little....
you would not NOT take the ride.
why?
because if you miss this ride there will not be a second round.

on that ride,
there might be things that scare the hell out of you,
things that make you happy,
things that make you wanna cry,
even things that make you think that you should jump down from the ride
right then and there.

but one thing we fail to realize is the rhythm of the ride.
we fail to see that if we go down we will come up, eventually.
we fail to see a lot of things
that we should give importance to.

the phrase "life is too short"
is one of those things that we take for granted.
we don't give much significance to it.
we fail to see the importance of life.

from my point of view,
life is supposed to be a big, huge pot of fun.
we only live once, we only go to primary school once,
we go to secondary school only once.

why stress and make it a not pleasant experience?
we should take one step at a time and enjoy taking that step.
this is 100%my opinion and yours can differ...
but i stand by my own. (i like it)

quote: life is too short for all this nonsense. (a wise man once said that)

i don't care....

In life,
there is a lot of things,
that you can say that phrase to.

surely whenever you are having troubles in your life, you will either crack your head to solve it or you'll say "i don't care".

if there is one thing that i learnt in secondary school is that you cannot please everybody. come to think of it, why should you please everybody? being yourself is good enough, isn't it? from my point view, it is enough.

i was an idiot who tried pleasing everybody. i can tell you that i almost succeeded until i came crashing down because of a betrayer. only then, i realised why should i be someone else just because it pleases somebody.

i have come to a decision that i do what i want to do. its my second last year in secondary school and i am not gonna waste it trying to please somebody who does not even care about me.

you all wanna hear something?
this is to the somebody
I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO BECAUSE I AM GOING TO DO WHAT I WANT TO DO. GET THAT IN YOUR SYSTEM.

nicknames....

they are fun, cool, funny, stupid, ridiculous, nice, annoying. yup, they are nicknames. well, what's the point of having a nickname? is it to shorten one's name only? is that it's only purpose? well, i beg to differ.

its easy to call friends by their real names but that would make just an anyone. even a stranger can come up to you and call you by your name (he might have heard it somewhere). but with nicknames, you are a close friend. its your choice whether you want to be an anyone or a close friend.

nicknames fosters a rapport between friends. from my point of view, its fun to be called by a nickname. they make you feel as though you are closer to that person. usually, nicknames mirror one's personality. nicknames can be anything. you want examples? well here it goes ;

DOLL FACE
ALBERT
DOINK
CHICKY
BOBBLE HEAD
DOPPELGANGER
MONTANNAH
TEDDY BEAR
PRAWN
MUM
GRANDMA
AUNT

of course, 'rude' names are a definite NO-NO for all of us. its not fun being called *******. you actually become better friends when you call them with nicknames. why not give a try? experiment it. tell me all about it. k

i am in love.....

don't get the wrong picture here, i am in love with jason mraz's song I'm yours. love the song. the best song ever. the lyrics are superb. he has a great voice. love the song. here is the lyrics for that song. my favourite song ever.

Well-a you done done me
And you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill
but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks and
now I'm trying to get back

Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some
But I won't hesitate no more, no more
It cannot wait, I'm yours

Mmmmhmmm-Mmmmhhmmm, Mmmmmhmmm(Heeeeey heeeey)
Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free
I look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
Listen to the music of the moment, people dance and sing
We're just one big family
And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved

So I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait, I'm sure

There's no need to complicate, our time is short

This is our fate, I'm yours

(Scatting)

Do you want to come on?

Scooch on over closer dear, I'll whisper in your ear

Wo-ooo-o-oh who-oo-o-o-oh

Oh yes love, love love love love love

Love you love, love you love

I've been spending way too long tricking my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

But my breath fogged up the glass

And so I drew a new face and I laughed

I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason

To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons

It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue

But I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait, I'm yours

Open up your mind and see like me(I won't hesitate)

Open up your plans and damn you're free(No more, no more)

I look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours(It cannot wait, I'm sure)

So please don't, (please don't, please don't)

There's no need(There's no need to complicate)

There's no need to complicate(Our time is short)

'Cause our time is short(This is our fate)

This is oh, this is oh, this is our fate

I'm yo-o-o-o-ooo-ours

don't you love this song too?

politics...ohhhh so, stupid...

the thing i hate about the school's administration is politics in it. why do they have to poke their nose into every single decision we (students) make. well, if a person deserves something, they should get it. its even worse when you make it look like that person got it and in the end change the results. its idiotic. we should be entitled to choose our leader. just because another person is more popular that the latter, it does not mean that person must have all the posts in the school. i seriously do not get it. what makes the administration think that they know 'popular' can handle 1000 things at once. have they done it before? i don't think so. again they are making two people unhappy here. the 'deserving' feels sad because he/she has worked hard for it since form 1. the 'popular' one feels unhappy because he/she knows there is somebody else more deserving. is this the message they want to send to the younger generation? be popular and you will be successful in life. this is the most absurd thing i have ever heard. how would they feel if they were to be given minister of education post , only to be taken away 5 days later? can't they think? they are such heartless creatures. i don't even want to call them humans anymore. i am so angry that i am signing off for now.

(avoid thrashing the administration too much)

beautiful

what makes us beautiful? does a certain dress size make us beautiful? does the color of our skin make us beautiful? you wanna know what really makes us beautiful. well, the factors that distinguishes us from other people, that makes us unique and beautiful. a small laughter, can make us beautiful. more importantly the personality is the aspect that determines whether he/she is beautiful. cheerful, happy, confident, a go-getter, sweet, kind, honest, truthful, and loads more. the world today feeds us a false impression about being beautiful. it does not matter whether you are thin or fat, tall or short, dark or fair, that's all just skin deep. what matters is how good you are looking on the inside. that's what makes us beautiful.

PS: a note from me, why hide the real you when you can show everybody how beautiful you are,
it may turn out embarrassing but at least the world would know who you are on the inside.

don't try to be someone you are not,
seriously its a waste of time.

signing off, for now.

its hard to say Bye Bye.........

they have been with me since my first week in my secondary school. they cheered me up whenever i was down. they are my seniors. i have known them since form 1. four years of unbreakable friendship.everyone has been so nice to me. i don't have any kind of blood relationship with any of them but i get the feel that they are part of my family. seriously. we have done so much together. i have countless memories of them with me but is it enough to last for the rest of my lifetime. i mean, after this year, i probably would not see them again especially those who will be flying overseas to further their studies. i am not joking. i will not be who i am today if it wasn't for them. they have helped me a lot in everything. i already thanked them for that but mere THANK YOU would not make up for those sacrifices they made. they duty with me. even during duty, they were friendly and not bossy. yesterday (21st august 2008) was the prefects' farewell. it was great but the thought of saying goodbye to them gave me chills. i enjoyed the night to the fullest. i played the cards, how i wanted to play them. i talked with everyone whom i would miss next year. to name a few. yun ying, malini, priya, winson, joel, kian hoe, shu shan, esther, ja she, khee young, mathew, shalini, padma, manjula, dianne, jia hong, amir, sara, alina and everyone. they were looking like pretty young Ladies and handsome gentlemen. they are all my friends. i will never forget them. i was the third last t leave the ballroom and when i was walking towards my room, i shouted, BYE _______(those of them who were there)(my seniors). i might be seeing them next week at school but yesterday, i got to experience the difficulties one goes through when saying BYE BYE to a loved one. they might be gone next year but they will always be with me till the end of time, right in the middle of my little heart. you guys are the great.

my favorite tv character.....

well, there is this character, London tipton played by Brenda song in THE SUITE LIFE OF ZACK AND CODY. she is so stupid (in a good way). she is the doppelganger of innocence. she is never really clear about what is going on in her surroundings. she is snobby, rich, stupid, innocent, arrogant, adamant, bossy, all in one. she is not to say my favorite but she definitely puts a smile on my face every time, i look at her (in TV, of course). for me, one who makes me smile and laugh is my favorite. i would not say that she is my role model, though.

mY FrIENDs

praveen
Shawn. hmmmm. let me think, if i remember properly i got to know him in standard 3 when i became a prefect. yeah. he is a good fellow who talks a lot and hits you with chalks , and bits of eraser. he taps your back as though he really wants to break your bones. but still, he is one of those friends you will remember for his loyalty and cheerful character. he is trustworthy. he really is a jolly good friend. the best to talk to when you are having problems.

Anne
well she is so cool. when i and her start doing the head thing we would go on and on and on. cool right. that's our way of ending a fight. it has turned out to be a habit nowadays. we love to fight just to get the opportunity to do the head thing. she is great. she comforts me, like a sister. one thing i can bet on, is that you will definitely smile when you talk to her. she is so funny. seriously. she is so cool. she is a good counsellor and advisor too. the kind that makes you laugh until you cry. she is just great.

mY FrIENDs ( two for a week)

clement
well he is the best. i have known him for over 10 years and i have never doubted him for anything and will never. Two WORdS to DeScrIbE HIM, TrUe fRIend. well, he is. he never gets angry over trivial things.....wait a minute.... he never gets angry at all. he has been there for me whenever i needed help. every single time i fell, he was the one who caught me and saved me from breaking into a million pieces. (well, dolls can be fragile).. whenever i ask for help, there will be one person's hand up on air, yup, that is clement's. he sacrifices a lot for his friends. he really cares for them. he is not the HI, BYE type. he has put up with me for a decade, i hope he will put up with me for decades to come. he has been like a brother to me, helping me , supporting me in everything i do. no one will encourage you, the way he does. seriously, one person whom i will never fail to remember is clement.

Carolyn
she is the doll face. she is also the best. she cares for her friends and really wishes them well. she is like a role model in the class. always full of smiles and she never fails to put one on your face. she, like the person above helps everybody she knows....she will be there to comfort you whenever you are down. she is like a big sister to me. well, she knocks sense into me whenever i go crazy. whenever you are sad, all you have to do is look at her smiling DOLL face to get into a happy mood. she is the most loyal, trustworthy, happy, cheerful friend , one could ever have. seriously, she is a true friend. she is great. well, SHE IS A DOLL FACE. AlL DOlLS aRE gReAt.

new catch-phrase

my last one was FINE BE THAT WAY, AND THEN WILL COME A TIME WHERE YOU WILL BE RUNNING BACK TO ME ASKING FOR MY FORGIVENESS AND I'LL SAY NO......AND I'LL SAY NO AND YOU WILL WALK BACK WITH YOUR HEADS TURNED DOWN.. MUAHAHAHAHAHA (EVIL LAUGH...nice touch huh?)(say it very fast)

my new one goes sumthin like this... U WANNA PIECE OF ME....U WANNA PIECE OF ME? WELL YOU KNOW WHAT I AM GOING TO GIVE YOU A PIECE OF ME AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S IT GONNA BE? IT'S GONNA BE MY SHOE AND YOU KNOW WHERE IT'S GONNA BE? ON YOUR FACE.....YEAH...(say it very fast)

my 'aunt'

ahhh...my aunt. even though not blood related, she is one of my closest friends. she is Priya Dharshini. the one who has been my mentor, friend, tutor, shielder, the one that i lay my troubles on. to imagine her, picture kajol (don't fly, priya) with just enough hair to be tied up into a ponytail, the height of malini (exact height), and with a very good sense of taste. she has a lot of posts but i am not going to list them down for you, as her personality and her beautiful heart out-major's them. she may have a pretty face but underneath that lays a prettier heart and soul. anything she does, she devotes herself to it. she gives her best in every single thing that is important for her. she does not care about what other people might think of her, but if she feels its the right thing to do. then she will do it. she lives her life for herself and not for anyone else. she is kinda an inspiration to me as in her personality i see someone who is willing to risk down a lot of other things just to make sure she does the right thing. she is a great friend when you need somebody to share your sorrows with. oh yeah..the advises she gives will without doubt lift your spirit up. she one of those rare kinds where they actually care for a friend. she will definitely go the extra mile to make a friend happy. at times when you need somebody to tell you some comments, she will be your mentor. she has been mine. whenever i make a mistake she is the one to knock some sense into me. she speaks the truth and she believes in what she says. that's also another face that i like of hers. well, she has put up as a sister with me for four years. she has been there for me every time i needed her, and she has definitely helped me get back on my feet every time i fell. she is great. well, THANKS PRIYA FOR BEING MY FRIEND, SISTER, MENTOR, AND EVERYTHING YOU HAVE BEEN

p.s.: the family tree says that you are my aunt

my 'mother'

ahhhh. i am done with my great grandmother and now its time for my mother. well, not the one living under the same roof as me, yes, the other one (family tree). her name is goh yun ying. every Monday in assembly sarjan tan kian hoe will go like, 'majlis menjemput ketua pengawas saudari goh yun ying untuk melafazkan ikrar'. if you are a Malaysian, then by now, you should know that she is the head girl of smk bukit mewah. picture the singer JOJO as tall as malini and do not miss her smile. its is one of those things that are omnipresent. she may seem stressed at times but she rocks. the way she handles all her problems is just amazing. you want to know how she handles them? with friends by her side and a big smile painted over her face. she makes everything seem fun and she enjoys life. she like 'my great grandmother' also has everything needed to maintain a life worth killing for. i really do not know how this people are able to do that you. imagine a girl holding several president posts and a whole lot of other posts maintaining her composure at all times. on top of that, the minute she stands beside you, you will definitely laugh. yes, she is that fun. i guess its in the genes. the stress free life and laughter everything. its just surreal for me to have known a girl this special. ( guys she is taken by the way). she is also like a sister for me. she has guided me a lot with her knowledge of leadership. she has been there for me when i needed her. she is a true friend. its correct you know, the saying BIG THINGS COMES IN SMALL PACKAGES. anyways, THANK YUN YING FOR BEING A WONDERFUL "MOTHER". YOU ROCK.

my grandmother or great grandmother..

i am guessing it was a Wednesday when a girl about a tree stump height came running towards me showing a piece of paper with a family tree on it. she showed it to me and laughed her 'elegant' laugh. it was one of those days i will never forget. that day, i had a sensation belonging to a group of people who liked me. i like them a lot. all those names on that family tree (i have to admit) were my best friends (except for those i didn't know). that girl was malini paranchotty. she is a form five in my school and to me she is like a sister (except in the family tree she is my grandmother or great grandmother). if you want to imagine how she looks, just think of a girl with a medium height, enough hair to be tied into a pony tail, tanned skin and her most important aspect, a huge smile on her face. that is malini. she holds a lot of posts and responsibility but you will never see her being serious for more than 5 minutes. she never fails to put a smile on your face and she is often mistaken for being this innocent looking girl. ha ha ha ha ha. she is a true friend. that's a definite as she is always there to help you and lend you a shoulder to cry on. she is a good secret-keeper. i have known her for 4 years and i have to say, she is a great sister. sometimes i envy her as she has everything, great friends and a stress free life( do not count the spm month in). she is what one may refer as the wholesome personality (guys don't even think about it, she is taken). this entry is just my way of saying THANKS MALINI FOR BEING THERE WHENEVER I NEEDED YOU.

life's precious gift

F.R.I.E.N.D.S for me they are life's precious gift. the things we do for them, the sacrifices they make for us, the time we spend with them, the memories we create when we are with them, everything, its just great. when we need a shoulder to cry on, they are always there. its just wonderful having friends but it is difficult to find true friends. a true friend is one who thinks of his/her friend's needs before theirs. that one quality is good enough for one to be a true friend. the love that radiates from within their heart is their way of saying 'i care about you'. to give a verisimilitude to the friends, one should posses this quality. the sacrifices that we make are not important or crucial to be remembered. we are here to be friends to others and we should try our very best to be a true friend. you might know a friend since kindergarten but still he/she might not be a true friend. on the contrary, a friend you met just two months ago may care for you more than that the friend from kindergarten might. its not about how long you know a friend, its about how good a friend they are. also talking about long-term friendships, if you know a friend for quite some time and you really have the confidence that they are a true friend. then that statement (above) is definitely not for you. the amount of time you know a friend just goes on to polish the relationship and the quality of your friendship. when you know a person for a certain amount of time, you tend to know and understand them better and probably you are able to predict their next move or so. it is true. that's why we should always have a lot of friends but stay close to one or two, because they are the ones who will help you when you are trouble. alas, friends are to have memories and experiences with, they are always a teenager's first 'counsellor', in one or many cases friends are a necessity because they are the group of people you grow up with. that's why they are life's precious gift.

something dear to my heart....

all of us are individuals who have their own opinion and perspective of life. the possibilities of me and you having the exact same answer for both that criteria is highly unlikely so in this entry i am just stating my opinion and i don't force you to have the same answers as mine.

for me, i stick to the saying " LIFE IS SHORT, ENJOY IT WHILE YOU CAN". the things that may not seem important to you now will give you a small "gift" of regretion in the near future. when you are 11, you cannot wait to grow up. the happenings then, made you feel like a "baby" pampered with care and affection. what you do not know is how much you will miss your primary school life in the near future. the things you were able to do and get away with then. do i bring back memories filled with mirth? i am sure i did. remember, the times you were to break a vase and not get punished for it. the teachers who would freak when we climb trees but never dared to punish us (foreseeing a letter from parents). wow, 6 blissful years with filled with laughter and excitement. being 16 now, i am missing all those moments from thetime my friend broke my hand till the part where i got straight a's in upsr. i loved my primary school life. the teachers, my friends, everything.

this is just the first segment, look out for more. signing off for now is a child in the appearance of teenager.

what is wrong with these school exams?(teens point of view)(don't worry its not serious)

we just sat for our mid term a month ago and now, coming week is our monthly test. what's wrong with these people? don't they know, we got to take some rest too. its not like we are not going to school or anything. this is just preposterous. tests, exams, this is just too much. we are humans, you know. we are not mindless computers who can store stuff in just a second. this pressure is affecting all of us. we don't dare get bad results because if we do, then our parents send us to boarding school. there is only two choices to choose from. either you work your sweat off for excellent results or you can voluntarily enter boarding school. exams, exams and more exams, is education only that. pieces of paper with questions on them that seemingly tests our knowledge on particular subjects. you ace that, you get applauded but if you flunk that, summer school awaits. is this fair? 'mindless', 'brainless', 'heartless' papers testing our intelligence. of course, you can go yappity-yap with the "its not the papers testing us, its the questions that tickle our intellignce" for all those yappity-yappers, i got one thing to say "PUT A SOCK IN IT". you don't know how much stress we are going through. you want to know? imagine a balloon (teenagers) being filled with air (exams and questions), you fill it with too much air it will pop. just like us, you keep giving us exams which are meaningless, we are going blow, eventually.
(all my friends out-there, you still have to study, because if you don't summer school awaits.

misunderstandings......

today, A went to see the personal racist advisor of the king to discuss about the diamond holder. when he was about to see her, somebody else of her own race came to see her too. among them, they spoke their own language, that's fine with me. as they were talking someone very dear to A walked past them noticing this scenario. i was standing behind the 'someone' talking to the advisor. lets call the person dear to A as P. after a minute or so, P walked past again. this time, she called me out to speak with me personally. when we came out, she started scolding me(advising me) and saying that i should be this naive and stuff. then she asked me what language is the advisor is using. then i said that she uses 'her' language when talking to C. then P went on and on advising me on being brave to tell the advisor off and state that we don't understand her. i am guessing that she missunderstoo the whole situation. what do you think?

really!!!!really !!!!confused

this is a metaphorical way of looking at the problem that i am facing right now. lets imagine, there is a diamond. a king owns it and wants to sell it off. he had hired 7 of his men to identify the potential buyers. one whole year, the 7 of them brainstormed and came up with a lot of plans to eliminate the unwanted, cheapskate buyers. all this while, there was buyer A who was performing his best all year round. when the day came to sell the diamond, the king asked the 7 of them who was the best candidate. anonymously, they decided the best buyer would be A. after hearing their word for it, he asked his personal racist advisor. she had her own candidate C who was in the "same race " as hers. then, he went to his personal choice, it was J (who is very arrogant and controlling and fake and distrust worthy). when the time came to make the decision, he gave the diamond to C, the diamond holder for A and J. as civilised people J should have shared the diamond holder equally with A but he did not do that. he took control and bosses A around as though he is the master ad A is the servant. this dilemma is just not over yet. A is now thinking that why should he flow towards the words of J.

review of 'and then there were none'

this is probably Agatha Christie's masterpiece. she has a great mind for mystery and an excellent writer. man.....the words she use aren't complicated or 'bombastic' as one might say but every single sentence leaves a mark on you. the way she twists her word and phrases, its just unimaginable to read a work by a world renown author who is not here with us. and there is a poem in this book that connects the whole story to one person. its great i say. she is so talented. anyway, this book is great. it starts of with 10 people getting invited to a mysterious island. they go there with the intention to lay back and take time off. the first day, when all ten of them were having their tea, the lights go off and a voice enters from nowhere. later they figure that it was their host's order to his butler(also one of the 10 people) to switch on the gramophone and darken the room. fine, but before that the voice actually says about a murder done by his guest's doings. what happens in the later part of the book is the murder of each and everyone on that island. i must warn you, the book may be addictive so do not read it when your exams are around the corner.

a prick on the way to a garden....

i have a wonderful friend. her name is Su Yin. she is very nice to me. one could compare her to a flower that blooms each day without failure. don't get the wrong picture in your mind now. she is one year older than me and i look up to her as a big sister. all the things she does, have a valid reason behind. i have known her my whole secondary school life. she has protected, advised, cared, and guided me in numerous situations. people may say that she gets angry unnecessarily, but to me, she has never done that so i don't really mind. today is the spelling bee grand finals. the ELS of smk bukit mewah has worked very hard on this project and we did not want any faults upon anybody for the grand finals. now, su yin was one of the judges and shaki and i were the MCs for this event. everything went smoothly and we reached the segment where we supposed to give away souveniers for the commitee members. picture this, i was up on stage and su yin was sitting in the place allocated for the judges down there. when i glanced at her for a moment, she was mumbling something at me. i managed to figure out, she was saying "the representative for the commitee is malini. call her up". so i assumed that we were supposed to just call malini up and not to mention the other commitee's names. thats exactly what i did. when it was over, i was walking towards her and she started shouting at me. she was saying that we were supposed to read out the names of the commitee members. i felt shivers. i just walked away from that place and started arranging the chairs. as i was arranging tears rushed from my eyes because i know we all worked hard for this project and at the end of it all, she was to have a bad memory of me, whom she believed was capable on carrying out tasks well. to hide my tears i went in to the basement and started arranging the chairs back to their rightful places. my friend, who saw this scenario went straight to su yin and he kinda 'knocked some sense into her'. i didn't know this because i was busy stacking up chairs in the basement.finally, she came to me looking guilty and said sorry. her face was all red. the funny thing is that if i looked upon her as a big sister, what i should have done is, take her 'shoutings' as an advice and said sorry for my part. when i realised this, i was feeling all guilty. now, this is just a prick on the way to a garden called everlasting friendship. if you think that i am going to let this 'prick' stop my journey to the 'garden', the you are wrong.

i am back

ok, the first reason i created this blog was to drown my sorrows through writing. its just that, i have been so busy with the spelling bee competition in my school. i bearly get any sleep. this blog obviously hasn't served its purpose. i never get any time to spend on my blog. but not anymore. i am back and you will probably see more posts coming your way.

my review of the KITE RUNNER by khaled hosseini

THIS IS DEFINITELY THE BEST BOOK I HAVE READ IN YEARS.The author has this unique style of blending suspense, thriller, romance and a whole lot of other stuff into one very VERY VERY interesting book. Its about two friends Amir and Hassan. As youngsters they have their ups and downs. At one point something happens to Hassan (i am not going to tell you guys, you should read the book for this part of the story, trust me , you will never expect this coming your way) and this 'something' makes them go on different paths of life. Hassan follows his father to a different part of the country while later in the story Amir will follow his father to a different COUNTRY. Amir finds love in this new place and gets married there. As he was getting comfortable with his life, there was still a discontentment within himself. He hasn't seen Hassan since both of them were about 12 years old. One day, Amir receives a call from a familliar voice (don't worry, its not Hassan) but this VOICE gives information to Amir about Hassan. For the rest of the sory you guys have to read this beautifully written novel by yourself. seriously it melts hearts.

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OK...fine i am the kind of person who says 'OBEY THE RULES' and stuff . recently i got a wake up call not from a human being or anything but it taught me an important lesson (yeah here we go again ) knocking me out of my innocent self telling me to enjoy my life. sure enough next year is going to be hell for me (duh, SPM) and yet i am (you know) studying my horns off for monthly and mid year exams. its just that life is too precious to be wasted on this kind of trivial things. so what if i get bad results. you don't expect to never fail. tell you something, failing always and winning once is more fun and admirable than winning all the time. you know the waves of happiness that hits you when you achieve something great after a lot of failures, its indescribable. so i am going to enjoy my life as much as possible and i am going to keep you posted on my doings. okey. i take a vow that i am going to be the person i always wanted to be (of course ,doing REALLY bad in my exams is not an option for me). Inside out. yeah i am going to be an open book. easy to be read....i mean understood. so you can always follow my joyful events with this blog. Okey. enjoy life because you don't know the plans that God have laid down for you in the future.