Eyebags.

Oh my gee. I am so sick of Chem right now.

Our Chem paper is on Tuesday, so why on earth have I been reading about redox and metals and all that crap all Saturday? I think I might be paranoid.

I really don't want to screw up my Science papers.

Neither do I want to screw up Math.

Or English. That wouldn't be good.

And probably History, too.

In short, I don't want to screw anything up at all.

But seriously, I spent an entire day with my Chem notes, Twitter, Tetris and MouseHunt.

I think there might be a high possibility that I'mma lose my mind sometime sooner or later. Preferably later.

There was this epic-ly awesome thunderstorm during dinner just now. Loved it.

I'm feeling pretty bummed right now. Disappointing qualifying results for Ferrari. Kimi's last race for Ferrari, and he qualifies eleventh while Hamilton's on pole.

Like Stel said, we can wave goodbye to our third place in the Constructor's Championship.

Tomorrow night'll be the last race of the '09 season. Can't say I'm looking forward to it, 'cause I know I won't be able to watch the '10 season on television anyway. It's not quite the same, following the results on live race centres and Twitter.

I wish I could see the new Yas Marina track live, and hear Steve Slater's voice commentating.

Now I feel like I've missed the entire season.

And now I feel severely deprived.

I need to chill, man.

Maybe I should switch to Physics now.

After all, I've got all Monday afternoon to do Chem, right?

Lubang jubur, yo.

Was de-stressing in the Music Room just now with Fatinn and Woan Chyi.

Played random songs from my iPod, and it seems like I say "I love this song" to almost every one that comes up. I really need to review my brain.

We came up with the most epic break-up scenario during dinner. Will definitely record it on video after the exams. It's pure awesome, man.

I suddenly feel very guilty about not studying.

Okay, I'll burn off the guilt later by staring at my notes late into the night.

Listening to Kings of Leon right now (latest album courtesy of Cyrus). Mmm.

So, first day of exams?

Don't want to talk about it. Don't want to think about it. All I'm hoping for now is a significant improvement on Monday and the days to come, though I highly doubt it. But that's what I'm striving for, and if that doesn't happen, you have the right to sue me (no, just kidding. We can settle things out of court).

Anyway, continuing with our retardedly funny direct translation of English phrases to Malay, I'll describe to you what happened this morning during our Malay paper 1.

I stared at the question paper, and thought to myself, "Tahi suci!" (Holy crap!). No idea how to do that. So I turned to the next page, and went, "Apa itu neraka?" (What the hell?), 'cause the questions weren't exactly ideal. In the end, I got through by writing total tahi kerbau (bullsh*t).

Yeah, that's a highly accurate rendition of my exam experience, to be honest with you.

Still don't want to talk about it.

Gotta go do some revision now.

Arrivederci.

P.S. Asshole directly translated is "lubang jubur". Are we not awesome?

Tidak faham.

Hey people, what's up?

I've been Twitter-ing in Malay all day, been using Malay on Facebook, so I figured, why stop there?

Saya sedang rehat sekejap setelah menghafalkan peribahasa untuk kertas-kertas Bahasa Melayu esok. Otak saya sangat letih. Saya rasa belajar seluruh hari memang tidak baik untuk diri sendiri (walaupun saya banyak bermain Tetris dan MouseHunt).

Peperiksaan akhir tahun kami bermula esok, tetapi saya tidak rasa cemas pun. Saya boleh rasa tekanan untuk lulus dengan baik, tetapi hatiku tenang sahaja. Patutkah saya berasa takut akan peperiksaan ini?

Besar mungkin saya tidak begitu cemas kerana saya hanya menduduki peperiksaan untuk enam mata pelajaran kali ini. Ya, kamu membaca dengan betul. Enam sahaja. Sebelum kamu cemburu, orang Brunei, peperiksaan kami lebih payah sedikit daripada peperiksaan kamu.

Payahlah untuk bertulis dalam Bahasa Melayu ini. Sangat menyusahkan untuk bertukar apa yang saya fikirkan dalam Bahasa Inggeris kepada Bahasa Melayu.

Saya harap upaya saya ini berbaloi. Kalau tidak, saya akan menangis esok selepas kertas Melayu kami. (Sebenarnya saya tidak serius. Saya bukannya jenis yang menangis disebabkan peperiksaan yang teruk.)

Whoops, saya baru sedar bahawa kami ada peperiksaan kertas 1 Bahasa Inggeris esok juga. Baiklah menukar ke Bahasa Inggeris sebelum saya melupakan cara untuk menulis karangan dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Kasihanlah pembaca blog saya yang tidak faham Bahasa Melayu. Baiklah, saya akan berhenti menggunakan Bahasa Melayu dalam post ini sekarang juga.

Heck, that took a whole lot of effort. Half on hour, man. I am so doomed for tomorrow.

I'm hoping the English paper will be a total breath of fresh air right after the Malay papers. I have a feeling wracking my brains for the right Malay words (and ending up compromising with crappier, less impressive ones) will kill my poor brain cells completely.

I might go and do some Math later, after I flip through my Malay textbook to get the Malay juices flowing (not that they're not already flowing, what with harassing all my followers on Twitter with grammatically wrong Malay all day).

Okay, I should end this post now, before it gets too long with me ranting on and on about exams. It seems like the only things etched onto my mind are the words "exams", "study" and everything else exam-related.

This time next week is what I'm striving for. It'll be Music Room heaven, hopefully.

Adieu.

P.S. Sorry, but I'm too lazy to translate all the Malay back to English again. Besides, it makes all my Bruneian readers (and those who understand Malay) feel special and realise that learning Malay is a good thing, after all.

P.P.S. Online translators are completely unreliable, trust me.

Exceptions.

We're having this super heated debate over Facebook right now.

Long story short, we were having dinner when Fatinn decided to ask me whether it would suck to be dumped for another guy instead of another girl.

And I said, "No."

We're still arguing about it. It's me and Woan Chyi against Fatinn, Wardah, Syaf and Emily.

People should listen to me for a moment.

If a guy dumps you for another guy, it's definitely more okay than being dumped for another girl. Reason?

Simple: If you get dumped for another girl, you'd think, "What does she have that I don't?', and you feel like you're not good enough, or maybe you'd be extremely jealous for not being chosen over the other girl. But if you get dumped for another guy, case closed, 'cause you obviously know what he has that you don't (do NOT think sick). It's totally another league, and you'd feel okay with that, because there's nothing else you can do. And besides, if he decides that he likes guys, your relationship wouldn't have really worked out anyway.

Therefore, it is definitely more okay to be dumped for another guy than for another girl.

It's so logical, but why can't anyone else get it?

Anyway, spent my day at school pretending to study. Bleh. I don't we actually achieved much, except some assuring from Ms Li and Mrs Chong that if we know "blah blah" and "this formula" and "that rule" and "those exceptions" and how to "think logically", we'll be able to pass Physics and Chem.

But I dunno, man.

Doesn't feel like exams are coming.

I should be less relaxed. But then again, I don't want to be stressed.

My brain is severely confused at the moment.

Must be all the Chem and Physics I've been doing today.

Okay, better go back to memorising all the rules for salts and stuff like that.

It's got so many exceptions, they don't even seem like rules. For example, "Most hydroxide salts are only slightly soluble. Hydroxide salts of Group I elements are soluble. Hydroxide salts of Group II elements are slightly soluble. Hydroxide salts of transition metals and Al3+ are insoluble," and "Carbonates are frequently insoluble. Group II carbonates are insoluble," and "Most sulphate salts are soluble. Important exceptions to this rule include BaSO4, PbSO4, AgSO4 and SrSO4."

Oh God, help me.

Tripods.

I'm advertising for Apple today.

Left to right: Super old touch, MJ's awfully cute shuffle, brand new silver nano and Deborah's red nano.

I buy Apple products for two reasons: Firstly, 'cause it's convenient that way. Everything just syncs neatly together like some happy family.

Secondly, you just can't deny Apple products are cool. (Yes, I know that Apple likes to leech money off people, but come on, you just gotta admit they are severely cool.)

Had to stay back today for the final Year 6 assembly thing. Michelle dragged me into being on duty with her. Don't really mind, 'cause we got to play around with the equipment one last time before school officially ends.

Speaking of school ending, the exams are definitely coming up, and I'm definitely screwed.

I honestly need to get this over with. Studying is not fun.

The MS and SAS people started their EOY today, so good luck to them.

Ah, exam time.

Adios, amigos.

P.S. MouseHunt has seriously taken over our lives, man.

Humidity.

Gotta study gotta study gotta study gotta study gotta study.

Semangat, yo. I need semangat. Kalau nada, mati ku eh.

Anyway, I met up with my dad today (thanks to a convenient business trip).

One good thing about shopping with my dad is that he doesn't take absolutely ages to buy anything (like my mum does). Makes for pretty efficient shopping, that. My dad is awesome.

Got an iPod Nano as an advanced birthday present. He was like, "Anything new from Apple?" And I was like, "Yeah, the new Nano," and he went, "Okay, let's get you one."

I've been planning to get one for myself eventually, but heck, that was just epic. I love my dad.

Since I'm too lazy to type and I need to get back to staring at my notes, I'll just fill in the rest of the space with random pictures.

Woan Chyi trying to advertise Häagen-Dazs. We should definitely have ice cream in the middle of nowhere again.

I have no idea what I was trying to do here, but the point is that our candle decoration thing caught fire sometime during the dinner, and had to be taken away 'cause it was epic-ly giving off loads of smoke. Tsk tsk. Where was the fire alarm then? (Fire safety fail.)

And to cap it off, the "Boulevard of Broken Chairs". Jia Hong said she just had to be in the picture, so just to let you know, those are her fingers.

All right, I'mma go to bed now.

Night.

Year End Boarding Dinner 2009.

This post is going to be dated 25-10, but it's actually Saturday's.

Tonight was probably the craziest night I've ever had in my entire lifetime (so far).

I honestly still can't believe we weren't drunk. I used to think people did crazy things only 'cause they were intoxicated or something like that. Gosh, I was so wrong. Either that, or they must've put something in our food.

That was probably the high-est we've ever been. Imagine if we really were drunk.

In short, the year end boarding dinner was epic, man, EPIC. Especially the disco at the end. Who says nerds can't party?

Spent an entire afternoon in the hall hanging around with Ly En while waiting for people to ask us to do stuff for the concert dry run. Super jobless.

Then came the real thing. Since many people like to show up fashionably late, we started around fifteen minutes later than schedule.

Awesome performances by everyone. One good thing about being one of the first few up on stage is that you can sit back and relax and enjoy everyone else's performances. We received those massage stick things from Mini Toons as "tokens of appreciation". Super cute.

Had to sit at a different table than Fatinn, Wardah and Syaf, 'cause of the halal food thing, which kinda sucked. At least we were allowed to walk around and stuff. That was fun, seriously. Most of us basically acted like drunkards at a wedding (nah, just kidding). I was pretty sober though, thank God.

Heck.

I just realised something. We're going to have to do it all over again next year. I can't decide whether that's a good thing, or a bad thing. There is no way I want to wear another dress next time.

All right, the epic high-ness is wearing off.

Night.

P.S. I absolutely love my new hat.

P.P.S. "Just dance, gonna be okay." Lady Gaga, man.

P.P.P.S. There's nothing to be ashamed of living for dessert.