cauldron of contradiction~*

There goes my science and EST exams~ phew~ one week full of exams is finally over! DREAM LAND! HERE I COME! Now its just down to thelast three~ SHAKE YA BON BON PEOPLE~ WOOOOT!  

1. Prinsip Akauns
2. Bahasa Melayu
3. Bahasa Inggeris
4. Sejarah
5. Math
6. Science
7. EST
8. Additional Math
9. Pend. Moral
10. Economics

 Can u believe it!? I’m just sooo close to freedom!  I’m sorryfor all the whining, people! But I’m not the kinda person to sit behind a desk and study..read…write. I do enjoy those stuff but I reli think its gone overboard~ people need to understand that even thought they dun score all A’s(but I hope WE ALL do), it doesn’t mean we’re gonna contribute to the ever increasing number of the unemployed. It happens to practically every country. Not asking u to sit n front of the tv all day but to start off humbly even though ur  a high skewl, coll or university graduate. If u interview all the unemployed graduates, u’ll find almost ALL of them applied for the post they think they should be at.

They just don’t want to start off as the ‘orang kecil’ or the small person. If our mindsets are like that, well, I guess we can always see the numbers of the unemployed increasing forever.   I’m the boss’s daughter and I worked  as the ‘kuli’—>(slave) and I’m not complaining. I feel that if u start at the bottom, u’ll know the ropes of the trade from scratch. At least, now I know how my parent’s company works very well. And here I am working as the part-time secretary. Kewl eh? Yes, I get paid. Hahah! I love my job. Get to know what my parents do, what are the going-on in the business world, traveling and my favourite? Gossip!  

I just found a shirt from PDI that still has a tag on it. I laughed and said.. How could I forget its there!? Then I continued digging in the cupboard and found an old ELLE shirt which I used to absolutely adore! Continued cleaning and found my old sling bag! I got a Elizabeth Arden – Red Door perfume. Woooot~ It’s the latest addition to my current collection. Jadore and Body Shop’s Peach. mwahaha!  

AM I A CALCULATIVE PERSON TO YOU!? Good grief! There was this ONE  question during math paper that reli frustrated me! Who gives a fig about who watches the evening and sport news!? the paper sure wasn’t entertaining or challenging! It was downright frustrating! ARGH!!!! BUT! But, I’m still very thankful that the paper wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Amen! Hahah! I was able to finish it off with half an hour to spare… phew~ and with that, I raised my left hand up to call the invigilator. She came and gave me a piece of paper. But I pushed it back at her and whispered : “cikgu,boleh saya pergi tandas?” she smiled and gave me another piece of paper. I pushed it back and whispered a bit louder : “ bukan ini! Saya mahu pergi tandas.” She raised a eyebrow and sed : “ kertas, kan?” I just gave her a look and spoke in my normal decibel-ed voice : “ Tandas la..” and we couldn’t stop laughing.   So… FIVE DOWN! OHMYGOSH! FIVE DOWN! CAN U BELIEVE IT!? DOWN WITH HALF OF MY SUBJECTS! JUST FIVE MORE TO GO! OOO YEAH! HALELLUIA!   

I stayed most of the night up reading my history textbook really slowly. And I mean really slowly. Trying to absorb every word. But failed horribly. I was so tired from a week of insufficient sleep and I have to keep this up till this Thursday. After that, the subjects left are a breeze~ I freely admit. I’m a fast reader but I’m disgustingly lazy. Haha!  

So it was fun completing my English exam papers in forty minutes then I took my time drawing my dream house with features and furnitures too. Even the invigilator stopped and looked. I gave her a scowl and she walked away chuckling. She was the one invigilator I took the initiative to talk to as she was nicely dress and was English educated. The rest was just …sloppy~  

Anyway, it was the rule that we leave our handphones on the invigilator’s table in front of the hall. And I was commented as the only student who had a ugly Nokia and no handphone pouch with no trinklets hanging out. Yeah, school students nowadays reli do splurge on latest hp and accessories. Heheh! Like most teachers, she saw my whole appearance and thought I was rich. Then I produced my hp and she got so confused by the contrast. Hahah!  

Then came the history essay and subjective paper. The whole hall was filled with groans of frustration as we were allowed to flip thru the question papers. OHMIGOSH! Why didn’t I listen to my own advice and prediction!?  *slaps forehead*  Obviously~!  I totally screwed my history subject….  

And even though most of us have five or six subjects to go before gaining true freedom, we were screaming ‘MERDEKA’ right after history paper. The principle asked about the papers and I couldn’t help smiling, “ It was very fun.” And she shook her head and laughed.  

DOWN WITH THE FOURTH SUBJECT!

JUST SIX MORE TO GO! YEAH!!!

Deep down : I need to stay awake! STUDY! but need …sleep. Listening to: Hoobastank – Crawling in the dark Mind talk earlier today : “ I still cant believe it’s already SPM… rain! Plz rain!”  

I’m a hypocrite… but just for today. Why?  ‘cuz the BM paper asked me for my opinion on PLKN (national service). Well, I wasn’t reli given a choice for my opinion. Obviously, I said YES, its reli good to boost the spirit of patriotism among the country’s teenagers. And I reli do detest national service. It doesn’t make me feel any more patriotic! I’ve been to school and society camps where people say they’ll have the sooo much fun but after its all over, I look back and mutter, wad a waste of time and money. No difference for national service. I dun doubt there’ll be laughter but its not the same as going by free will. National service is like slavery. And the ads on TV doesn’t change my view at all. Not a dent… so yea, I’m a hypocrite. Just for today. Proven on paper….just this once.  

And for history paper? I’m history. Seriously.  

But to keep my sanity in check, I’ll adapt the positive-thinking way of life. I did my best and that’s all that matters.  

TWO AND A HALF PAPERS DOWN! SEVEN AND A HALF MORE TO GO! WOOOOT ! EIGHT MORE EXAM DAYS TO GO!  

Deep down: “oh.. how I HATE SPM….”

Listening to : Tokyo Drift OST

Mindtalk earlier today : “ perverted, gangster-wannabe, tight clothed teacher? mid thirties, horrid BO, male SPM prefect…”

i dun think i need to say this out loud but i am getting tired of prepping for SPM. not saying i’m ready..cuz i’m not! but i’m just so not…not…just no semangat la! tuition classes are over and teachers leaving us be already and sumhow, me,Lily and Haz are given the Y-SO-RAJIN? looks and comments! Omg do u have to ask!? Its spm fer gudness sake!

yea… three of us sit at the second last row together with the forever-sleeping Ely. mind u…. she sleeps in class since form 3 and yet she still aces. amazing. so three of us are usually caught up in books while the others chatter away or worse, go loiter around the skewl. i felt like yelling at the class but i’m not in the mood or i prefer seeing the end-results of their constant chatter. some even invited me to go party….     O.O””   amazing fact2 huh?

 i just realised that i’ve enjoyed doing addmath sums…. i would gladly do addmath than accounts anytime. to me, i hate the debits and credits. should i grow up and need to do accounts for a my own company? heck i’ll employ. i’m from a ‘fast-food generation’ — thats wad ”the Star” newspaper called us younger generation. wad we want, we order and we get it.

hahhaha! i enjoyed a packet of oatmeal n raisin cookies from 1901… hmm… scrummy! after waking up automatically at 5.30am… i did addmath nonstop till 8am… went down to let Tiramisu out fer his wee-time. then made myself a cup of Milo and made myself one piece of rasperry-jam-cracker and went up to continue my addmath expedition.

then i realised… OH SHOOOT! its accounts paper first la! damnit! switched it but found tht… its alredi four…. gar…… played with the furball again and read more of the newspaper. ate a coconut pudding and…omg! have i ever told u how wonderful this coconut pudding is!? its sooooo fine and smooth, almost like a cloud and just the right taste too! its just well known all over town that this coconut pudding is fantastic in a small corner shop.

i go there all lthe tims fer my sweet tooth cravings! heheheh! more updates soon. heheheh!   btw… wanna noe why i’m feel like leaving the compter room so soon!? the freaking neighbour is trying to kill her chickens. the hard way. with a knife. holding the neck of feathers. o.my.gosh. i can hear the pitiful chickens screamin in pain… how it dies down ever so slowly…OMG! ITS HORRIBLE! here i live in the middle of the city, in wad i call the urban bungalow lots and there she is! KILLING CHICKENS! ……in the night……. omg….where did she get the chickens….. she’s a heartless woman! this is abuse to chickens! cant u support the government in electirfying the chickens than YOU just slicing their necks!? yikes… goosebumps….or was it chicken bumps!? must run..she’s not killing just one….cant take it nemore