Pythagoras liked music.

My internet was down last night, as absent as the electricity in my class these few days, so I'm using that, plus the fact that I was doing some maths assignment on Pythagoras' Theorem as my excuse for not posting yesterday.

My mum left for the Philippines on Sunday, and I think my dad's going mad with all the extra babysitting he has to do. My mum told me she hoped they'll (my dad and my brother) do some good bonding together, and I replied, "Oh yeah, bonding all right, waking up in the middle of the night to your crying toddler, lacking sleep, chasing after your hyperactive son, good bonding, that. Good bonding."

I think she was a bit miffed at my comment, but hey, I believe I was as accurate as I predict rain again tonight. 

Last night's thunder was just plain awesome. I was awoken at two something a.m., and took the opportunity to admire the flashes of lightning that illuminated the night sky with the most brilliant hue of electric blue (I'm being too poetic here, let's ditch that) and that thunder that sounded like somebody had taken the time to throw heavy wooden furniture down the stairs of a very tall building repeatedly. Must have owned quite a lot of stuff, that somebody.

A little update on yesterday; our timetable got changed (a bit) and we didn't find out until our new Science teacher (don't remember her name, sorry) came up to ask us why we weren't hauling our butts down to Lab 4. So she didn't really put it that way. She came up three floors to tell us which lab we were going to, then made the effort to come up again fifteen minutes later to find us waiting for some other teacher to come to our hot and stuffy class. Only then did we haul butt. 

So when I got home I found several text messages waiting for me in my inbox, all saying the same thing. Science class tomorrow(which is today now) will be replaced by IRK. This message was originally sent by our form teacher and forwarded by everyone to everyone. But still a few people didn't get the message.

We got our POST diaries today. And the first thing we checked on the calendar was the PMB date. October the eleventh. I got one of the last diaries, 'cause I had to mop the floor, being unfortunately on duty today. What a day for her (form teacher) to start caring about class cleanliness. Also, Nadhirah (Neko) and I were reminded "to be in class by 7.10 am, because it wasn't 'elok' to be standing outside the class in the corridor." Urgh.

I officially suck at narrating. XD

Meh. Nothing of interest happened today, so I'm going to post some (only two) pics of my sim's wedding. I've wanted to do that for ages, but couldn't find the time to switch on my chunky funky emac. So since I've uploaded the pictures from the other mac, I'm on my regular iMac typing this now. 

*Takes on narrative tone. Ahem*

Lilian had been awfully bored with her sim teenage life. Even with her puppy Vanilla, she had never found what she wanted to occupy that empty space that filled her heart with loneliness. She then decided to call up the local matchmaker, an evil looking gypsy woman, to find her a companion in life. 

After paying the matchmaker a large sum of money nicked from her father's wallet, Lilian found the old hag- I meant, woman's service, not worth it; that all she was going to get was a bunch of unworthy (not to mention unhygienic) sim teens.

She dismissed the matchmaker instantly. Right as she walked off the premises, entered a sim Lilian knew she had been looking for all her teen life. Keith not only looked like he belonged in a prettacy (which meant he was way better looking than the rest of the townies), he was a family sim, just like her dad. 

He and Lilian instantly took a liking to each other, but only as friends. They had no attraction whatsoever to each other. 

A few days later (which is a long time in sim time), Lilian invited her best friend Keith over. In one of their conversations, he told her that he had a certain distaste for girls in make-up. Lilian then proceeded to wash off her mascara and lipstick, and when she came back to where he was waiting for her...

Guys, need I say more? These two make a cute couple, don't they? On Lilian's birthday, I opened up the cheat box, and grew up Keith too. And so, married him into the family a few days later.

I couldn't do anything about the purple suit though. What an eyesore for this picture of their wedding, attended by the rest of the family (two elders, Lex and four dogs), two friends and two random townies, who creepily stood by the wine until the ceremony was over.

Looks like daddy's little girl is all grown up, huh?

Neon orange broom.

In the midst of the cleaning of the Lower Secondary Laboratory 2, room D007 (Bond, yo) many of us were seen exchanging form two History notes. For that test none of us had studied for, you see. So while we scrubbed the sinks and brushed off cobwebs from a corner of the lab with a strangely-coloured but attractive broom (it was neon orange), we discussed several History dates (including one I had made up, the marriage of Hugh Low and Charles Brooke on 17 September 1888 [see? I remembered]. Real date, wrong occasion) and why most of our favourite teachers had left us. 

Our wacky Science teacher is going to teach form four Chemistry, hence leaving us to the mercy of another teacher who apparently likes to give lots of work. Wuh-oh. I liked it so much better when my life was so much simpler. I'm going to miss his classes. Though he seemed to dislike me as much as I disliked him. XD

He's got a sense of humour, you know. Like this morning when he was briefing us on what we're going to learn later in the year. 

"....and you will learn about the eco system, about chain reactions, like who eats who and how we are at the top of the food chain, we urm...get to eat everyone else."

Oh God, that was funny. The new girl in our class, Stephanie, from 2B last year sits next to me in the lab, and I bet she was thinking, "That girl is so weird," when I suddenly snorted and grinned at sir's comment.

And finally, when our History teacher entered the extremely stuffy classroom (no electricity in my class for two days now), she asked us, "Have you read what I've asked you to yet?"

And Sheng was like, "No."

So she said, "No? Okay class, remember, read page three to six of your textbook. For now, you can do your own work, but next week no more 'goyang kaki'."

We all looked at each other. Didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.

My dad took me out to watch National Treasure: Book of Secrets this afternoon. I like Riley. I kind of relate to him in a way. The randomness. The Apple-using. XD 

It was a good movie, better than AVP2, in my opinion. I loved the scenes at the Buckingham Palace. Riley setting up a hacking system with his Macbook Pro in a toilet stall. Marble walls?

"God save the queen!"

THIS IS A TITLE STOP

Read this out loud:

Blue  Green  Orange  Brown  Red  Purple  Green  Blue  White

Okay, I'm done screwing you up. 

I've got three chapters of form two history to study before tomorrow's test. And I still haven't opened my book yet. *Rocks back and forth* "James Brooke was gay James Brooke was gay James Brooke was gay James Brooke was gay must stop saying gay!!!" Bad habit. STOP. 

Reminds me of those telegrams. 

HEY STOP I AM SO DEAD STOP I HAVE LESS THAN TWO HOURS TO CRAM MY HISTORY STOP ISN'T THIS ANNOYING STOP YES STOP IT IS STOP I NEED TO STOP DOING THIS STOP ISN'T THE WORD STOP STARTING TO SOUND FUNNY TO YOU STOP BECAUSE IT IS STARTING TO SOUND VERY FUNNY INDEED STOP IN MY OPINION STOP I AM CONFUSED STOP

Our training today was basically a fifty minute talk on discipline, health, confidence, and how we should drink lots and lots of water.

The good thing was, our sa bum nim, I'll call him 'sir' here, much easier, doesn't give those boring talks that make you wish you had drank more coffee that morning, he gives those entertaining ones. It was serious, but at the same time, funny in places.

Boulevard of Broken Songs.

I downloaded a new song a few days ago. It's really cool. 

It's called Boulevard of Broken Songs, mixed by a guy called Party Ben. This mash up is possible, 'cause the songs which make up the song consist of the same chords over and over again. How awesome is it? Very. I love Wonderwall. Brilliant song.

Something to read while you wait for the video to load... Teachers have already started drilling us on PMB; our history teacher plans of giving us a test on chapters 5, 6 and 7 of the form 2 textbook. I've got a pile of work to do right now, but I'm lazy. So much for my New Year's resolution.

So... The second day of school. CCA day. The new form fours had to register, so we basically walked around being clueless. The good thing was that we got exercise by climbing stairs repeatedly (MS is too big in my opinion, but another good thing comes of that, I can avoid certain people).

I signed up for Digital Photo Editing and Table Tennis. Urm. Not much to say about that though. Now one thing I want to write about is our new sports houses. I'm now in Laksamana. Oh, damn it. I don't want to be in the house where people look for laksa all the time, I want to be back in Hulubalang~! *pouts for a moment* *grins suddenly* Baoxin and Sil Suan originally signed up for the Fitness club, but they got put in Modern Dancing owing to the fact that the Fitness club for girls didn't exist. 

And just who they had to go and see to cancel their names from the list..? None other than Cikgu Haiseh, discipline master extraordinaire! I say this because I got ticked off by her yesterday for having untied shoelaces. It's not my fault they have a habit of untying themselves, you know. Eventually both of them joined Permainan Tradisi, headed by *drum roll please* 'cher Sofy! Heh.

Well, Fazrul joined, so he should keep both of them company. You wanna know the reason why he joined? He said, "I wanna see Sofy play games and have fun." 

I know it doesn't sound funny at all, but it is, if you know her. Nada sense of humour, that one.

Here's an embarrassing scene at school today. 

I was on my way up with Meza (we were supposed to have gone to the staffrooms, but we accidentally descended an extra flight of stairs. This is why I hate the fact that I have no sense of direction) when I heard someone shout real loud, "GAY!!"

I turned around to see who I had been expecting, Muiz. "Shut up!" I told him. "Shut up, you gay jerk!"

And in a quieter tone, he retorts, "Gay urm *something*" Okay, so here he stammered a bit. That means I managed to shut him up. Heh. Heh. I win this round. Maybe I was a bit rude, but I'm sure he'll get over it. His first day of school and he's already annoying. Must be some talent.

Back to '06??

Strangely enough, the distribution of the Maktab Sains 2006 Yearbook ended our two year wait for them, though with much confusion. When will the 'o7 one be out then? Most likely next year.

More strangely enough, my class photo wasn't in it. In the place of 1R's picture was a picture of the 1Y '06 batch. That means they get to see their photo appear twice in there. This can be translated into the fact that either the MPs really liked 1Y and hated us, or we were too good to have even been in the book.

As I predicted earlier, a few teachers came to class to ask us to take out our books, only to find out we had just received our timetable that morning. And guess what? The timetable was dated 13/12/07. 

Let's see... New changes this year. Our much loved English and Maths teachers left us, so we're getting new teachers for both subjects. Mr Perry went to teach the form twos in the afternoon, and Cikgu Norhafizah got stuck with the form fours.

We met both new teachers today, Cikgu Noryati and Ms Anne Crowley(spelling?). I guess we haven't warmed up to them yet, 'cause well, we were so quiet in class. That's what we do when we're not really comfortable with a teacher. 

Our geo teacher was supposed to have retired, but she came back to teach us this year anyway. Talk about feeling attached to your students. O.o Just kidding. Her contract got renewed or something, after she realised she wasn't as old as she thought she was. Haha. This resulted in some of us being disappointed and some of us really happy she was back. Personally, I'd rather have another teacher teaching us geo. Like Sir Shamry (crosses fingers) or Cikgu Hajah Adina (which will definitely cause some disagreement among us, some of us like her sad sarcasm and some of us don't). But hearing Cikgu Hajah Fatimah give us a speech on how she hoped she would remain healthy enough to teach us all year, or how she hoped she would still be alive by the end of the year made me think to myself, "All right then, let's make life easier for her and not lose your geo workbook again this year."

One thing my classmates can all agree on is, however, is that we want(not need) a new commerce teacher. But since she's still our form teacher, no such luck. I shouldn't be saying (or typing) this out, I know, but nevertheless, it is the truth, and only the truth will be told in this here blog. *cough cough cough* 

Excuse me, I now need to go and wash those cough lozenges down with a bottle of cough syrup. This cough has been plaguing me ever since I recovered from that fever of mine a few weeks back.

Embrace the new year with new resolutions.

Welcome to my fortieth post overall and first post of 2008! 

Hello, two thousand and eight! 

Now, what do majority of the people do on New Year's day? Make resolutions, of course.

My 2008 Resolutions:

1. Get 8A1s for PMB.

2. Not be so lazy.

3. Try to be less disrespectful.

4. Be nicer to my brother. (considering he peed in my study yesterday....without diapers on...not gonna happen XD)

5. Install The Sims 2 on my iMac.

6. Finish that book I've been trying to read.

7. Stop writing "informal" compositions for English class.

8. Try to...um...sympathise others more. Or at least make people think I care. I do, I really do, what makes you think I don't? What a terrible thing to say. Okay, so I quoted Dr. House there...

And a very happy birthday to my friend Wani. Happy fourteenth, Wan. I still love your birthdate. I'll see you at school tomorrow. 

Ah...The first day of school. I'm going to have so much trouble waking up tomorrow. I don't want to miss the bus on the first day of the first term of the 2008 school year. Also, I have chosen not to bring any textbooks with me... I don't know if I've made the right decision or not, but it sure is friendly on the backbone and shoulders.