St John

The annual St. John exam has ended. The officers this year looked a little scary, the officer in charge of Choking and CPR was like Dr Hyde and Dr Jekyll, a crude man with words like "stupid", "hurry up la! Don't WASTE my time!", "you fail la" etcetera.  On the other side, he was like a man from a joke book, filled with some fun in him. Theory was not easy. I passed the choking part, transportation , fracture and bandaging. Just unsure whether I did well for theory. I hope I do. 

Just scribbling things when my head is empty. =]

Loads of projects

Well, as usual. Hi again. There are so many things happening around me. This, that, and this again, and that again, that one and these. Civics project, still pending, Sejarah project, 20% done. I know Im slow, and that's the fact. JUST SLOW! Nevermind, there's still loads and loads of work to be done. The moon sees me at night and after hours, it dissapears. Time flies. It's kind of wasting time blogging, but still, it has to be updated. In school today, I had an agreement with Qi Hong. I promise I'll never say a ird about Kar Yee in front of him and he'll do the same thing. The schol field is getting smaller. Those nature haters just couldn't be bothered to stop building buildings. What's the use of making the grass patch smaller and smaller when the school's population is decreasing? That patch of green grass will be covered by huge cabins, and recently, they made a sheltered walk way from Block F to the canteen. They use recycled materials, exactly the same design, same colour, same rust stains on the poles, same old grey dirty roof tiles, same old green poles. Why can't they just paint the poles with a new coat of paint? I think the poles want some new shirts on too. 

That's all la. Nothing much to say now. I feel stressed. =S 

Ahhh......Finally

It quite some time I abandoned my blog, and now I shall start posting again. Last Saturday, I had dinner at Pangkor Seafood, first time going there even though its not very far away.Yes, it was 7.10 pm when we reached there and waited for approximately 40 minutes. And the food came after that. In the mean time, I was observing the surroundings, and there was a young couple, sitting there puffing off like damn chimneys. I guess their lungs will be this black mann...

Another table was another even younger couple, there was this girl who looked so spoiled and pampered. She was talking to her boyfriend and out of the blue, she took her fork and spoon and hit it against the table. well, maybe she is a drummer and maybe she thinks that the fork and spoon waas the drum stick whislt the table was the drum. Fascinating huh. I would not have expected such a thing to happen, only thinking kids will only do that. Ah, there table in front of me, there were 7 people there. 2 kids, their parents, and guess what the other 3 was? They were maids. Isn't it a little to much having only 2 kids and 3 maids?

By the way, went nearby for dinner because my dad was a "ball"aholic and he wanted to watch the Man Utd- Liverpool match. Unfortunately, Man Utd dissapointed many of their worthy fans. It was like Malaysian football-horrible. Man Utd was trashed by Liverpool with a score of 1-4. Somemore those bunch of useless footballers was playing in their homeground and yet still lose.

Delicious =D

I had it for lunch today. Tasted awesome. We had this bottle of chinese red wine, and I'm sure there's some alcohol in it. Fortunately, I did not get drowsy in school, in fact, some one really got into my nerves. Nae... forget about that. Sesame matters.

Ah.........scent of aromatic wine in stock

I think it's called 'ang jiew mee sua' in hokkien. Arrghh......I don't have any ideas on what to write.

Chinese New Year

The oxpicious year, 2009. What a year. This Chinese New Year, some things don't turn out as usual. My brother who is in the midst of studying could not join us. Things seem different yet quiet. On the Eve, we had reunion dinner at my grandfather's place. My aunt cooked from the wee hours of the morning till evening. Well, dishes turned out nice. There was a roasted duck, a little overdone, because my aunt refried the duck after buying it. So it looked a bit dark on the outside. After that heavy meal, as usual, the smaller cousins will be pestering their parents, granting permission to play some fire crackers. There's one called POP! POP!, which looked something like:

Once again the POP POP war begins, throwing them at each other's leg. It hurts when the thing POPs. Dodged some of those attacks. What's more, my elder cousin even lit up fireworks. Those that fly up high in the sky. But unfortunately, the fireworks were a little too old, It does not even shoot up, just some sparks flying up. It looked like a sick cat. Lots of cookies not to be forgotten too. Jam tarts, kuih "kapet" (love letters), kuih "bangkit" (the white color one with a red dot), peanuts, and more not mentioned in here were mouth-watering. Some are so good that they even melt in your mouth, like an ice cube being heated up.

One the first day of CNY, we ate "mee sua" for breakfast in hot soup. I think that symbolizes longevity.

And so on................. (I don't particularly remember everything)

Visiting relatives on the days after that. Eating and gulping down food even more than Cookie Monster made me feel bloated all the time. In fact, to give the stomach some respect, I ate less these few days. Oh yea, when all my relatives from my father's side came to my house, it was amazing to see so many pairs of footwear outside the door. I missed the opportunity to take a snap of that outrageous amount of slippers and shoes there.

By the way, this morning, I had light lunch and some ginger tea. Went to a friend's house of dad and they were talking about the Indon maid who acted stupid and even killed their animals and let a bird fly out of it's cage. This, that, and this and that and bla bla bla.....

That should do for now. School is reopening tomorrow, and I'm looking towards it. My mum and I even kept some cookies in a container and freeze it as when my brother comes back, he will able to savour those delicacies. When I was receiving a red packet from someone, she even asked me something like this.

Do you tax(I heard it as text) your brother?

Sometimes.

Not that, I mean T-A-X.

Oh...... no, I don't. (I could if I want to.)

Silly things

Whole lot of bimbos

It's the 5th day after resigning from prefect position. I am as happy as a lark, having simplified life. Rather than having to look after one place, like some unpaid guard. Guess what....? There was an announcement which asked me and some other people to go to the office. Well, first time stepping in the head mistress's room. It was not air-conditioned, but the fan was on, spinning as fast as 30 km/h........maybe not.

Then she asked: kenapa kamu semua quit prefect? What if I change the time to 12:30, can ah? Why you all say that being a prefect would make you unable to get great grades? So Nerd, tak baguslah.
She asked me something that I could not exactly remember.
I said: Hmm..... think about it first.
She said: Why? transportation ah?
I said: Yes.
She said: Who fetch you to school?
I said: My transporter.
She said: Car pool izzit? Got fetch other people also ah?
I said: Yes.
She said: Where you stay?
I said: _ (somewhere)_ .
She said: Dekat sahaja.... What time you come?
I said: Uncertain. Sometimes 12:30, sometime later.
She said: I want you all to be prefect now, because we want to train you to be leaders. If you so nerd, pandai je, tak menjadi pengawas, rugi lah. You see all the smart people, if they are not leaders, they can only be lectures......
I was thinking: Walau... The school like lacking of prefects. Trying to get back our position to help the school again? How now?
She said: So how? The time tukar kpd 12:30 or later. Can ah?
I said: I'll think abt it first.

Then she asked Sam something.
Sam: Not sure. Ask my parents first.
She said: Why ask your parents? Your parents are not going to be prefects. You have to convince your parents to let you be one. Tell them that you want to be leaders, and also study hard at the same time. Bla........Bla.........bla..................

My bimbo-ness caused me to say thank you to her.

Then we walked out. Forgot what happened after that.

Rusty?

Eh... what word is that already ah?
oh yea..... forgot d.

Brain rusty.......Yes, it happens to me. I have this tendency to forget some of my words. I guess I have to tune up by the hard way. School was more fun in 1 Belian, even though there are some people there like Qi Hong, Sam, Wei Liang, Nicole and Jamie. But I still think the class is damn weird. It's like no body cracks funny jokes or makes lessons interesting. The long lost laughter are ought to be found some where...... Anyway, a girl in my class did this class banner, which looked quite cool. The Batai looks nice, but the 2, looks different, doesn't really match very well. Anyway, it's quite unfair for almost all the posts in class to be all taken up by the girls. The monitor is a girl, the assistant is, the treasurer is, the secretary is, the head of cleanliness is, except for one, the head of happiness (that's the direct translation, maybe you call it the person in charge of the notice boards.) is a boy. Almost all monopolized by girls.. UNFAIR.........Forget about it, they shake their legs like the big bosses, rubbing shoulders with the teachers like the dirty old politicians. Come on, the class monitor just said that she loves the class teacher after 5 days? I thought to know a person needs time. That one is like fast forwarded maybe. Well, just got to embrace the weirder 2 Batai. I feel like an inept person in class sometimes. Life is like so different.

Anyway, I learned a few Hakka words today. The dialect is quite different. I heard my dad speaking Hakka before, but I did not learn any from him before that. Jit Haw thought us some words like- "what are you talking about?" becomes 'ni gong ma kau?' something like that.