X-Country cxl-ed.

Whee. The model we threw away last week after spending ages making. Don't you just love our trees?

Okay, way overdue post coming up.

Cross country was cancelled. Well, half of it, at least. 

Too bad though. I was like, a last-minute recruit to be on duty to record it. 

I was waiting with Michelle at station 4 for the competitive girl runners to run past so we could film 'em, but nobody came. So we waited. And waited. Then one of the teachers decided to make a call. Only then we realised it got cancelled.

The video cam was super cute. Like, really, really cute. Much smaller than the one we used during the concert, 'cause we were going to have to walk the trail. 

Then I went home with Fatinn. We took a bus to Clementi Central to eat. Noodles. Yum. Then we took another bus back to the hostel. 

The rest of my afternoon was spent sleeping, looking like a retard trying to learn how to play the piano in the Music Room, and then watched movies all night with Fatinn and Wardah. 

Now I know that Wardah has a whole stack of DVDs from Brunei. Cheap. 

They were trying to make me cry watching 'A Walk To Remember'. It's such a sweet movie. 

And no, I didn't cry.

Eddsworld.

It's strange that when I'm awfully free and jobless, nobody chats with me on MSN and when I'm busy as hell and I need to go online to do some discussing, everybody suddenly decides to talk to me. 

I think it's kind of funny, actually. 

This morning, there were "lots of announcements", according to the announcement guy (who was going the announcements, besides the obvious). And he was right. There were loads. 

After flag-raising was temperature-taking (whee, hyphens). 

Okay, I just shocked my roommate for yelling out half of the word "REALLY??????" and stopping myself in time. Apparently Stella misread the headlines and thought McLaren was going to be suspended for three whole races, but then realised the punishment will only be carried out by the FIA only when there is "further breach by the team".

Nooo.

That's no fun. 

Anyway, out of current disappointment and back to temperature-taking and hyphens. 

We were made to bring our thermometers today and check our own temperatures to be recorded 'cause I think the school is being cautious about "flu babi". You know, it's hard to take anything with a name like that seriously, even when we know it's level with "very-fatal-disease-that-might-kill-you". 

Such a pity. Imagine if they had "blobfish flu" or something. Sorry, but I think I'd laugh my head off. 

Physics was weird. Ms Li tried to play that game with the styrofoam plates again. Meh. I think she needs to revise her methods. Not very efficient. People should stop arguing and get on with it. That way, life is so much easier. 

My Physics sucks.

FPS was kinda weird as well, 'cause we (Rania, MJ, Cheryl, Ivy and I) had this terribly impromptu presentation on Diabolo (actually the teachers-in-charge told us three weeks ago, but none of us were bothered). I think everyone else was unprepared as well. 

Oh, I just realised I've done three presentations in three days. The super easy Bio one on saving energy, the Mockingbird/Flies one, and the FPS one. Cool.

By the way, my phone is not a prank-call hotline. 

Webcomics.

Ferrari finally have points (three) to their name this season after four races, but somehow deep inside me I'm completely, utterly unsatisfied. 

Whatever happened to them? They used to be an awesome team. Great strategy, great car, brilliant drivers (who are still brilliant, by the way). 

Now, the cars lack diffusers and recently took the KERS off Kimi's car and their strategy still sucks. 

You know about swine flu? They named it that way to avoid saying "pig flu". 

But I got a copy of yesterday's Malay paper and the headlines said "Flu Babi". Oh well. So much for not being rude.

My nose has been leaking all day and I can't stand it anymore.

Today's weather was particularly strange. I woke up, and there was thunder and lightning, but no rain and the sky was bright. Only afterwards it started raining. 

That's why we had PE in the hall today. Ran in circles for ten minutes continuously and we were dismissed. Cool.

Webcomics for the win.

I'm going off to take a look at my Physics file to see if I need to do anything for tomorrow's file check.

Night.

Typo error #1: The "aborption of water".

In case you're wondering, no, I haven't died over the weekend or anything like that. 

I've been busy as, well, I don't want to compare myself to an insect (as much as I love the dear things), but the bottom line is that I've been really busy. 

My mum and aunt (Chun Wee's mum) came over during the weekend. Stayed at a hotel with 'em for two nights. Air-conditioning is awesome. 

These two shop a lot, and I mean it. But I'm not complaining. 'Cause I has a new pair of shoes. Also, two James Morrison CDs and a LOTR (Lord of the Rings) soundtrack. Wheee. I'm listening to 'Songs For You, Truths For Me' now. 'Once When I Was Little' is such a sweet song. Now I'm trying to decide whether to sync my iPod with my Macbook iTunes 'cause I can't click and drag. Meh.

Time's been moving so fast, it's scaring me. Sure, it comes in handy during boring lessons and such, but what when we're enjoying ourselves? I wish it would slow down. Just a bit.

Miraculously, I think I'm going to pass my Geography test. At least I know I've got two marks out of twenty-five guaranteed. I hardly studied. But hey, whatever goes. 

Some of us spent all night finishing up our slides for the English To Kill A Mockingbird/Lord of the Flies/Lord of the Mockingbird/To Kill A Fly/whatever-you-want-to-call-it presentation. 

Our teacher didn't show up. 

Didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.

Today's the last day Cikgu Isa is teaching us, I think. 'Cause we've got cross country on Thursday and Friday is Labour Day (no classes. One good thing about studying here is that they've got all sorts of holidays we don't have in Brunei). I think I'm going to miss the old dude. 

Oh, and I refuse to accept the fact that I may have a slight cold. I'm healthy. Good. Brilliant. And in denial. 

So. 

I'm off to organise my (currently non-existent) Music file for tomorrow.

Adieu.

Please Don't Stop The Rain -James Morrison

I really, really, really, need to download some songs. I've got a few on a list I'm keeping so I can remember to download them when I go home. 

Whoever has any James Morrison songs, please let me know. And it would be great if you could send them to me. Thanks. He's got a great voice (which he apparently owes to a great bout of whooping cough long long ago).

Spore is good. But The Sims is better. No simulation game can ever beat that. The Sims 3 is coming out in a month and a bit. Man, I so want it. Sim addict. I miss my simmies. My lovable little pixelated beings. My awesomely dumb animated creatures. My brilliantly epic creations. I need to sim. Like, honestly. 

Man, there are some things in life we won't know the answers to. Or we just aren't bothered to find out. 

Like why do we have to do so much work for Bio? What did we ever do to it to deserve such terrible fate? What's with all the presentations and reports and killing poor innocent creatures?

Why does YouTube still lag so much?

Why do I only know how to play one musical instrument? That's not cool. Diversity is cool. 

Why are people racist? Interracial babies are the answer to racism. This morning's racial harmony play was funny. Interracial babies for the win!

Why do I prefer guy songs over girl songs? 

Why did today's dinner taste nice? Salmon gooood. MMmmm.

Why can't I ever finish reading 'Watership Down'? It's been ages and I still haven't finished it. It's like the Viking Trilogy all over again.

Why are lessons so boring?

FPS skit was finally presented today. Did better than I hoped, what with all the not-rehearsing and the imaginary "international meeting" with all the foreign accents where I pretended to be Italian, Cheryl pretended to be Indian, MJ pretended to be Chinese and Rania pretended to be Japanese. Which is pretty screwed, since I'm from Brunei, Cheryl's Singaporean, MJ's from China, and Rania is from Indonesia. 

Diversityyy. 

Interracial babies.

Four hundred babies!

Oh, and people who complain in blog posts (look who's talking), CAN IT. 

Hah. I just quoted Powerthirst 2. 

I be awesome.

Epic volcano.

I'm now waiting for Spore to finishing installing itself into my laptop. 

The disc is courtesy of Insan, who went out to buy it a week or two ago. I know I mustn't be playing games, but I can't stand it anymore. I love gaming. I can't not game. Even though there are significantly less games for Mac than PCs. 

It rained this morning before school. I love rain. It makes me feel revived, in a way. I love it. It makes me happy. Rainy weather rules. 

I was kinda disappointed, 'cause I wanted to see how we hold flag-raising on the track in the rain. Instead, we went to the hall. No fun.

I think a lot of people have started quoting me. "Die, homework, die!"

I don't mind, not at all. But you heard (or saw, rather) it here first, kay?

I may be able to pass this Music test. Ms Tay let us use the textbook for half an hour. Luckily. Or else I would have epic failed. 

Other than that, the rest of the day was pretty much uneventful. 

PE was fine. We ran three laps and had nothing to do 'cause some of us were retest-ing NAPFA. 

I'm not going to like, bore everyone with how the rest of my day went down, 'cause it's a mini-miracle that I survive such boredom. Not that I'm complaining. Boredom is good. The last time I complained, my wallet went missing. So it's good. All good. 

Now I'm going to see what work I can complete before the weekend is up. Or play Spore.

Meh.

Artemia.

Has anyone noticed that I went past the four hundred post mark around a week ago? I just did. 

I should have reached it ages ago, but the seemingly never-ending amount of work to is to blame. I used to blog every single day. Now, probably only five times a week. Tsk. 

So I have awful time management skills. 

I wrote that approximately a day and a half ago. Couldn't even finish a post. 

Since I'm trying to rid of Haw Par Villa from my front page, I'm going to try to get in as many posts as possible. 

Yesterday, we managed to finish our Geography model on time (like, very super last minute). But it looked really good. We had awesome trees (kebab-ed green crepe paper on toothpicks), an awesome volcano ('cause Rania and I made it in an hour and a half) and cute little styrofoam houses (also kebab-ed on toothpicks).

Feyra was telling me this morning that she saw our Geography teacher grading our models at the concourse, and she and her friends told Ms Chua that our model was nice. Ms Chua said she'd take note of that. Thank you Feyra.

So anyway, we had another Bio practical yesterday. It seems like we're sacrificing a lot of lives for the sake of our education. The terrarium killed loads of poor arthropods, last week was snails, and this week? Little shrimp things called Artemia. 

Artemia are funky little creatures. Apparently they're really good at the whole dying/surviving thing, that's why we were going to use them to find how much of each pollutant (pesticide, thermal, acid) would kill half of their population. 

Poor little things. 

They all survived, apart from the ones in the pH3 test tube. Ouch. 

Ms Feng let us keep the Artemia. I think it was a mistake. The guys were trying to see how many ways they could kill the things. Shaking, soap, ink, et cetera. Animal cruelty. They have rights too, you know.

After that, after handing in our Geo models, we went to the hall for the song translation competition. To be honest, a few of the performances weren't really great. Awful, even. 

The Bubbly (by Colbie Caillat) to French one should win. 

I'm going for dinner and Study Time now. Post about today later. 

Much fewer people turned up for Study Time yesterday, 'cause we all got lectured real bad about discipline and how we weren't supposed to talk blah blah blah in the library. 

Tsk.