BAZAR 2009 Courtesy of Girl Guide Society of Malaysia!

Oh! Browsing through Atika's blog reminded me of something which I was supposed to do but completely forgot!

Advertisement la! ;D

Attention to: ALL GIRL GUIDES OF SMK (P) BUKIT KUDA, KLANG or any other Klang schools (if you're willing) please copy this advertisement (starting from BAZAR 2009...until...(ditto) - you can change the contacts if you want) and post it in your blog to spread the news! :D :D :D Or if you want to type your own advertisements also can! Janji got okay! :D

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Hidup Kepanduan!

BAZAR 2009

SEMPENA

KARNIVAL PERSATUAN PANDU PUTERI MALAYSIA

CAWANGAN SELANGOR

Date: 18 April 2009 (Saturday)

Time: 9.00am - 4.00pm

Venue: Dataran Merdeka, Shah Alam

Please do not mind the use of Bahasa Melayu in my event details because I totally copied the whole thing from the coupon for this Bazar.

Okay, I am going to attempt to advertise this (don't worry in complete English ;)) so bear with me okay?

Come join us this 18 of April 2009 for this totally exciting event where there will be games, jumbo sale, food, drinks, prizes to be won, playgrounds and many, many more for you to enjoy! This event is organised by the Girl Guide Society of Malaysia to raise funds to accomodate the generous expenses on Guide activities which include camps, social service, workshops, and many more! (support us abit la jor)

Come and purchase awesome handcrafts and goods with reasonable if not CHEAP prices and eat all you can the best traditional and/or modern (wtf? I don't know which word to use ma) Malaysian food and snacks that you can buy along the intervals of the whole Dataran Merdeka, Shah Alam which stands the many, many booths represented by the districts in Selangor!

If you are in need of MORE food, MORE clothes (everybody always wants more clothes one la, don't deny ;P) MORE games, MORE fun because you're so stressed up from work/school/taking care of your babies/house chores/bathing your pets/plucking armpit hair and need a little time to relax yourself and have FUN, then

THIS IS THE PLACE/EVENT FOR YOU!

Nasi lemak, kuih gulung, apam balik, teh tarik, teh 'O' ais, teh cina ais kuih bantal, T-shirts, bookmarks, darts, water balloons, nasi ayam, bags, dress, bra and panties shoes, books, air sirap, roti canai, bah kut teh (don't worry!: 100% HALAL seperti mana yang diluluskan oleh Mesyuarat Panel Halal Malaysia) pizza, toys, hats you name it! We have it all here!

So spend your Saturday here and live the excitement of cheap sales and fun activities in the

2009 Girl Guide Carnival/Bazaar or you won't know what you're missing! (but then if you come, you won't be missing anything right, let alone know it! :D)

SO COMEEEEEE! :D

Transactions during the event will be made with coupons which can be bought from any (responsible/active/authorised) Girl Guide in Selangor. The coupons are priced at RM5 (ONLY) per book, with the exact amount/value of coupons. (3 RM1 coupons, 1 RM 2 coupon) (so you won't rugi anything also! :D :D :D)

For more information/purchase of coupon please contact:

(NO prank calls please thank you very much be civilised abit la jor)

Tang Jo-Yee (SMK (P) Bukit Kuda, Klang)

*leave a comment on this post or a message at my chatbox*

OR email to

joey_joeldavid@yahoo/hotmail.com

(please type yahoo.com OR hotmail.com only don't be so very lurus and type yahoo/hotmail.com okay)

Chong Mae Vin (SMK (P) Bukit Kuda, Klang)

http://www.maevin0728.blogspot.com/

(this is a blog link don't send email to this address please)

Heng Sue May (SMK (P) Bukit Kuda, Klang)

http://www.susu-hmr.blogspot.com/

(ditto)

I was supposed to post the picture of the poster too but I forgot (so smart right) and also the coupon book but I was/am too lazy. :P

So don't miss your chance and please COME COME COME to this Carnival okay? :D :D :D

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Ciao!

You think the route to becoming a Queen's Guide is easy?

Helllllooooooooo! Did you all miss me? Do you all miss me??? :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D enough.

It's been a long time since I've last posted right? But that is because I stuck to my promise and only came online during the weekends! During which I was soooo busy I hadn't the time to post anything! :D

But then, oh no don't think I'm contravening my own rules again just because I am blogging YET again on a weekday, cos I am totally allowed to use this opportunity to replace the time I would have used to blog during the last weekends if I wasn't busy okay. So he he he. :D Some more I am doing my school work ma. Memang need internet access one so I am not online for blogging stupid reasons okay. Don't think of me like that. ):

UPDATES! :D Something very shocking happened to me about a few days ago. Easter eve I think. It was very terrible. It was so abysmal I even considered committing suicide JOKING JOKING how long you know me already still don't know that I will never commit suicide one. D: (Some more considering how happy-happy I am writing this post it's obvious I'm no where near THAT demented okay) Anyway.

I was going to blog about it, but somehow I lost the adrenaline and muse then I decided to post about something else instead. Next time when the feeling comes back, only then I'll write about it la.

Moving on.

Today I told Miss Biology that I wanted to pull out from the Biology Quiz she submitted my name to, because I would be busy with Bengkel Selalu Sedia (BSS) (if you guys have been paying attention to my blog you all will know what this is. Hor, don't know la. Fine, don't want tell you. ):)

I expected her to just glare at me as would be her usual respond but this time I was in for something even bigger. First she indirectly condemned me of my inability to manage my time. Then she proceeded to condemning Cherrie's artwork for her Projek Khidmat Masyarakat 3 Bulan (PKM3B). Oh no she was not done, then she continued vilifying the whole Girl Guide Society claiming that us Queen's Guides to be are just a bunch of liars for we are doing nothing significant to earn our title (AS IF SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING LIKE THAT). Then right, (jor, running out of connectors already) she continued vilifying everything there is to be vilified in this world and then elucidated that the three Queen's Guides in our school last year who got their titles were also a bunch of undeserving liars.

To which I have only ONE thing to say:

WHATEVER.

Let me enlighten all of you of the REAL process to earning the Queen's Guide title. But let me warn you first that this post might end up very boring but I don't care because I want to LET EVERYONE KNOW that this title is NOT AS EASY SHIT AS YOU THINK.

First, to qualify for Pandu Puteri Remaja, candidates will have to pass a series of tests, which include ikatan, outdoor survival skills (fire-starting, camping, innovative skills when facing danger/adversity during the outdoors) health tests, stalking skills, (I'm serious. This is supposed to teach us how to observe and watch people/enemies without being found out) etc. And then we will have to transform all of those tests that we've passed into writings in a report book called Log Book (Buku Log Kemajuan Pandu Puteri Remaja) which I'm sure most of you have read a gazillion times before about how I hate doing them.

Then, the next step, we will have to qualify for our Pandu Puteri Renjer. This also includes all the aforementioned tests, only with more maturity and increased difficulty level. The additional part of this test requires candidates to dig out histories of Malaysia, as well as the geographical location of Malaysia, within Malaysia, and then within the states and towns in Malaysia. It is HARD work okay. Yes, candidates may download information from the internet, but the Malaysian webpages are always "improvising works are in progress" and so how easy do you think it is to even extract a MODICUM of information about Malaysia from the internet? Plus we are not allowed to copy-paste our findings so we will have to either retype the whole thing or summarise the whole pasage or something and then transform all that into writing in another log book, this time named Buku Log Kemajuan Pandu Puteri Renjer.

And then there are individual log books that we have to do. One will have to fulfil all the requirements stated in the guide book which sometimes include very time-consuming activities like travelling, collecting, interviews, cooking, washing, painting, singing, acting, writing, research, observation, public speaking, outdoor skills, innovation skills, people skills, leadership (basically EVERYTHING there is to be learned) bla bla bla. And then to qualify for Queen's Badge, multiply the number of log books with 22. Yes. We have THAT many log books to do BEFORE we can officially earn our QG title.

And what about practical work? In total we will have to have organised TWO official camps WITHOUT even a MODICUM of help from teachers or whatever. You think that's easy? Do you even KNOW the word camp? We have to consider the safety of the participants, their food and welfare, accommodation bla this that this that.

And to have reached this stage, ALL OF US 6 QGCs of SMK(P) Bukit Kuda, Klang have completed ALL the aforementioned tests/work/stress/pressure.

So WHO is she to say that we are undeserving our of title after ALL we've DONE? She did NOT even see ANYTHING we've done except our PKM3B which we've done recently (I'm still trying to finish it. Amen.) She only has her stupid mouth to keep critising people and pointing out mistakes AS IF she herself is a saint or something. To which I can only respond: PUKE PUKE PUKE PUKE GAG GAG GAG GAG

I know there is this thing that people have been meaning to ask, but refrained because doing so would sound rude, and I'm about 99.9% sure this question is running across in your mind too while you're reading this post:

If it's so cumbersome stressful pressuring bad ugly whatever adjective to describe something bad and boring then WHY do you all still want to do it?

Well. It's all about determination, goals and boasting.

Seriously. It is. Well, to ME it is, I don't know about the rest of the 5 QGCs in our school...

DETERMINATION
I want to do this simply because I want to prove to people that I'm not someone who gives up easily and also, I want to excel in my co-curricular (as well as my academic; but I think I've got that in hand pretty well. Only when I study la of course :P) to form a good foundation for me for when I want to apply for scholarship to pursue my education. (wtf so many for one) Do you guys know that the Queen's Guide title/certificate is recognised nationwide? That means when I apply for some local universitiy/college/scholarship or whatever and they evaluate my co-curricular background, my Queen's Guide title would constitute FULL MARKS. So isn't it completely LOGICAL that I pursue this QG badge?

GOALS
I have lots of goals. As you already know, I conjecture. The most important goal that I want to achieve through this title is significance (despite what stupid Miss Biology has to say). Yes. I want to be remembered, to make a mark in school, to continue to be talked about in school even after I've graduated. Because otherwise what is the whole point of school (knowledge-gaining aside)? You waste 5 years of secondary education in high school and then you are just going to graduate without leaving anything significant behind? Well, I want to be remembered by my teachers and Juniors as someone who's at least achieved something in school. Plus, I want to test my limits. I want to test if I can go as far as to complete all the cumbersome log books and stuff, and then ultimately I can achieve my goal of patience. Next is because I want to make Puan Ding happy and proud. Finish.

BOASTING
Cannot meh? You want to complain that I am such a bragger but YOU GOT ANYTHING TO BRAG ABOUT OR NOT? No la. I am not a mean person. What I mean by boasting is that feeling that makes you feel proud of yourself when you get to showcase to people that you've achieved something. It's a great feeling to be showered with compliments you know. Don't deny la you. Maybe you just don't want to admit it because you've never been complimented before HAHAHAHAHA. Plus being successful (yes, achieving the Queen's badge constitutes successful to me because I (am about to have) achieved it, are/do/did you?) is the only way people are going to respect you and take you seriously.

So you see. It all makes sense. I'm sure you are probably going, "There are other ways to become successful la bla bla bla," but please come back from your ideas of publishing a book, writing articles for national newspapers, earning money from your own efforts (wtf sound like May Zhee only) and all that because mind you, we're in HIGH SCHOOL and only very determined people can do that. Can you? Then you're probably going, "Yes I can." But my question is, Are you doing it?

Well, that's where you're losing out. Because I'm doing something in my life. I'm doing something with my life. Just because it happens to be something I don't entirely enjoy, but doesn't that just make my efforts more worthwhile and significant when I do achieve it?

Please. I've said this before and I'm going to say it again:

Please think of your own inadequacies first before you go vilifying other people.
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Ciao.

PS> I know Miss Biology has published her own books already but she's doing that only at the age of what? 4 decades old? Okay la it's quite an achievement also but does that give her the right to criticise others? NO. I'm getting more and more convinced that she's a two-year-marriage-divorcee rather than a 5 decade-old virgin I originally thought she was, given her total inability in staying civilised in her daily life. To which I can only say, Praise God for saving one man's *coughheralleged/rumouredex-husbandcough* life.

PPS> Okay I am so mean.

PPPS> I just realised! My first left-aligned post! :D Preeeeeeeeeettttyyy! :D :D :D

My 17th Birthday! :D

Okay so I know I'm abit late, only posting pictures of my 17th Birthday about almost a MONTH later, but I was busy okay? (translation: I was lazy :D AND I'm sorry if I sound stupid for asking this question but is it just me who's not found a better and faster way to upload photos to Blogger or is it that Blogger memang only allows FIVE photos at MAX to be uploaded at a time?) If it's the former, then pleeeaseeeee in the name of all that is holy enlighten me of the way to do so, and if it's the latter, @*#^&#$&$#&^ Blogger!!!!!!!!! No I was not swearing, my typing just went haywire that's all. Thank you very much.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooo, my 17th Birthday! :D Aren't you all as excited to see the pictures as I am to post them? :D :D :D

This one is when my friends, Cherrie and Mae Vin decided to con me into joining a little mamaking they planned WHEN in actual fact it was actually a celebration for MY birthday! :D

So there's my cake! And who else but me gets to have a cake with such true words written on it?

To The Greatest Person On Earth, Jo-Yee! Hell Yeah! :D

Okay so I can't exactly say I didn't already know that they were planning this party for me (pleeeeeaseeee do not tell Cherrie and Mae Vin this because I pretended to not have known anything to give them the satisfaction of actually succeeding in surprising me hahahahahaha) because erm, to be honest, they aren't very good hiders (does this word even exist? Doubtful) and/or liars. Haha. :D

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Nevertheless, thanks darlings for bothering to even plan a surprise for me (knowing full well that you will most probably fail huhuhuhuhu)! :D

Mae Vin, Atika, May Shuen, Cherrie, Xin Yi, Ashley, Zee Yeng, Me (the giant), Rock Chan and Seow Wei!

Oh no, you think they are such nice people don't you? You are WRONG. Like every other birthday celebrations we've had with other friends, they wanted me to go through the same tradition and that is, retracting the candle which they have thrust almost completely into the cake, out from the cake using my TEETH. Risking the possibility of having my facial oil glaze the cake for extra flavour (or stench. I prefer to believe the former). I mentioned this to them and they didn't care. They still wanted me to go on with the tradition. Gosh, I didn't know they were this desperate to taste my facial oil. Should have told them to just lick my face instead.

And so the traditional process begins!

THANK GOD they didn't have a picture with my face all decorated prettily with cream because that scenario totally didn't happen! Haha! :D Number 1, you know how things can never be hidden from me? Yups, so I actually predicted that they would want me to perform the candle-biting tradition so I purposefully bought a cake which had no cream! :D Andddd Number 2, I was quick! :D So before they even managed to push my head into the cake, I already bit the candle out! :D Hohohohoho!

And then everybody's favourite part of the night: Cake-eating time.

Everybody looks so desperate for a piece of cake kan? Their saliva drooling all over the table, eyes bulged to intense proportion, lots of ritual stomping of feet along with chants of "I. want. cake. I. want. cake. I WANT CAKE!!!!!"

Okay fine, that picture totally did not show such dramatic scenario but bare with me la okay.

Cos What's life without abit of drama?

Similarly like What's a Picture Post without a photo of a pretty girl?

Also What's a birthday celebration without a totally hot and gorgeous birthday girl named TANG JO-YEE Roti Tisu?

MOVING ON! :D

Dinner at The Ship with Daddy, Mummy, April and Tommy! :D

This is what Daddy ordered. Some steak with garlic sauce or something. I refused to take note of the name of his dish because he refused to give me a stick of his baby carrots. Stingy. In the end he didn't even finish them okay! ):

This is what Mum ordered. Baked fish something something something. This time I don't remember because........I just don't remember. Hahahaha. Not a fan of fish la. :D

Hah! This I remember! Because it was my dish! It was the most awesome dish of the night! :D And it was mine! Or maybe I said that already! But whatever! It's called.................Roasted Lamb Rack!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D

Okay so I lied. I don't remember the name of this dish as well. But I'm pretty sure it's something like that. Is it my fault that The Ship names their dishes with such long and complicated names and also that once the food arrived I totally forgot to even BOTHER to remember the name of the dish because I was so totally mesmerised by the aroma emanating from it??? NO, it is NOT. So don't call me a glutton who knows only to eat and not remember dish names okay! eventhough technically I am

But the lamb rack I ordered was a really good dish, promise. (: Verdict: The lamb was very tender and the sauce was awesome and the brocolli was very tender and the corn was awesome repeat for the rest of the stuff on the dish please thank you very much bye!

I seriously don't know why the only pictures of human I managed to snap that night was of my sister and Tommy. Seriously. I was the Attention Of The Night but do you see me in any photos? Noooooo! Unless if I was one of the lamb racks. Sheeeeesh.

Or maybe it wasn't a celebration for my birthday but a celebration for my sister for obtaining good results for her STPM! Oh my God! O_O

Bad side: I was cheated into such bliss during the night whereby I danced around the restaurant half-naked singing "Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeee...!~" and got hauled to the police station for indecent exposure JOKING JOKING
Good side: Dad is now back to owing ME a birthday dinner! :D :D :D More fooooooooooood! :D

This is the cake Mum bought me which she claimed was the BEST CAKE IN THE WORLD until everyone took a bite of it and fell to the floor and DIED.
Joking, it just wasn't as good as (the stupid Fruitty Cakehouse person said it would be) my Mum thought it would be.

And Ta-Daaah! The Princess Diaries Book 10! The final instalment to the series! :D Heeheehee. Cherrie, Mae Vin and Xin Yi got it for me. Awwww... (:

Okay so that wraps up my Picture Post for my 17th Birthday. Thank you very much for even bothering to read ciao goodbye see you next time.

Okay la. I'll give a proper thank you speech to all of you who have made me so happy and blissful for my 17th Birthday la okay? (:

Thank you Cherrie and Mae Vin (and Xin Yi) for going through all the trouble of planning me this little mamaking and also for the book. (: I'll try to forget the lame attempt you guys tried to present me with the gift by hanging the book in front of my mirror (because according to you, I never fail to check the mirror every five minutes or so to see if my hair is out of place or whatever which is so untrue because I am not that narcissistic thank you very much) so that you guys would be spared the awkward situation of handing me the gift (lest I don't like it but HELLO. How would I not like TPD Book 10 anything you guys buy me?????)

And thanks Atika, May Shuen, Rock Chan, Seow Wei, Ashley and Zee Yeng for coming to celebrate my birthday with me, and also all the little gifts you guys brought along. (: Sorry no pictures because I forgot to snap snap snap so I'll post them another time. Heeheee. :D

Thanks also to Zoey, Sue May, my cousins, Mummy and Daddy, April and everyone else for all the gifts and birthday wishes you guys gave me. :D

Sooooo I guess that's all! :D

Ciao! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

People I Love. (:

I am going to attempt to write an entire post about five four people who matter in my life. Please do not feel offended if you are not on the list because that does not mean that you do not matter to me, but it's because if I do write about every single person in the world who matters to me, I would not finish even after TEN THOUSAND times of reincarnation. I'm serious. Please do not inquire about the point of this post because I myself don't have even a modicum of comprehension.

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So, without further ado, let me begin! :D

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Mummy
Okay, despite all the complaints and rants I write about my Mum (hey I just realised I don't talk that much about my Mum! In my blog anyway...), I really do love her. She's one of the very few people who even only the thought of losing her makes me choke back tears. I'm serious. I'm not a very teary person, so when an occasion arises when I actually feel like choking back my tears, you know it's a very big deal. Sure, she is sometimes inordinately unreasonable, but most times she's done her job as a caring and loving Mum very well. :)

Although of course being the very good daughter I am, I always respect her with all my heart. Similarly also like how with all my heart I wish that the previous statement is true. Truth is, I am not a very good daughter, but I'm not a bad one mind you, it's just sometimes I forget to respect my Mum. :P But is it really my fault if she keeps doing things which involuntarily make me lose respect for her? D:

Okay fine it is my fault. So I fully pledge, in the presence of my keyboard, mouse, and er, printer, that I will try to ignore the painful truth that my Mum gambles (quite frequently), invests in lotteries and refuses to heed my health advices which I've learnt from so many boring hours of Biology (Biology is very interesting actually, it's the teacher who's boring) and try to respect her with every fibre of my being. (: (: (:

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What? What do you mean I'm being sarcastic? Just because I put three smileys there doesn't mean I'm being sarcastic okay. In fact, it is the total opposite: I'm just trying to accentuate my point.

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No SERIOUS! I'm not being sarcastic! Not even in this sentence! Really!!!!!
(this is what you get from telling too many lies. When you finally tell the truth, nobody believes you anymore anyway. Maybe I should just go on telling lies for the rest of my life)

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Aun Che
I don't know if you know her, but I conjecture some of you do. If you remember (which I highly doubt you do so go check!) in many of my previous posts which I've mentioned about a certain cousin of mine who is so inhumanly kind that I always need to take five seconds of breather to actually try to comprehend her existence? Yes, that's her. Ever since I was born, I had been living in very close vicinity with her family until when I was about 12 or sommat when she moved to KL to live with her husband. During my adolescent/forming years, she had always been around me.

Verdict of her kindness? Well, she always buys me alot of things, ever since I was young. Whenever I desired something, be it a toy, food, books, clothes or whatever, she would get it for me. She bought me sooooo many things when I was young that when I went to (Primary) school, my classmates (yes, that includes you too, if you're from the same Primary School as mine) often mistook me as someone who came from a rich family, when in actual fact, I wasn't (and am not). Uptil now that even I'm only ONE year short of being a legal adult, she still buys me alot of things. As I actually have a brain now which functions, I know how to say 'no' to her, because when I was young, I was too stupid and naive and greedy to refuse her kindness before.

Okay so it is not only by materialistic means that she's kind to me cos she also cares alot for me and my family. If the frequent reminders of 'take care' and 'get more rest' are any indications, which I'm sure they are. In fact, her whole family are very kind people. For example, her parents recently lent a whole car (well, of course it's a whole car, where got people give half cars one) to my family for my sister's use, and even encouraged us to sell said car for a better one; WITHOUT HAVING TO PAY THEM BACK.

So, isn't it crazy how inhuman (in a good way) they are for being so kind? Tell me WHERE ELSE you can find such kind people and I will give YOU that whole car.

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Daddy
If you guys are wondering why my Daddy is in the third position and after my cousin, well, it's because my Mum and Aun Che could have done more for me in an entire week than my Dad has his entire life. It's painful but it's the truth. Not to say that I hate him or anything, because I love him alot actually, it's just well, it's the truth. My Daddy's not lived under the same roof as me ever since I was very young. It's true, he's taught me alot of things and pays me my monthly allowance and all that. But even if he starts accumulating merits right now by fulfilling his rightful responsibilities as a father, his deeds still can never measure up to what my Mum has done for me these 17 years. Unless of course if he buys me a car, a laptop, and a W910i gold colour JOKING JOKING I'M JOKING.

Plus, the one thing about him that I really cannot tolerate is his smoking habit. Even after my constant nags and lectures regarding health care, he still refuses to listen to me. However, he respects my wishes for him to stay at least ten feet away from me when he's smoking as I don't want (my family) to die of second-hand smoke.

STILL.

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Geeeesh. Thinking of this really makes me perspire with anger you know. I seriously cannot comprehend smokers. HELLO. Knock your stupid head and think of the consequences of smoking please? Even if you do not give a damn about your OWN health, at least respect others who actually want to die with healthy lungs okay.
Anyway, my point is, my Dad is a very big part of my life, because I've learnt alot from him and yes, even though I don't live with him, I am technically still afraid of losing him.

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Fourth position on list has been REMOVED

(refer to this post for more information)

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CHERRIE
Yes! In capital letters to accentuate and emphasise my love for her. :D Okay no, I am straight and not gay, (though of course there is nothing wrong with being gay) and so I am not in love with Cherrie, as much as my behaviour when I'm around her seems to portray that I am. I've known Cherrie for more than half my life and in recent years we've grown to be very close to each other. :)
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I'm really thankful to have her as my friend. And well, frankly, I think she is the only friend who understands me so much that sometimes I fear letting her know more about me. because I scared she blackmail me with my embarrassing secrets And the best part of our relationship is, without having to show publicly and manifestly that we care for each other, it actually shows (we've been told many times), no matter how much we try to hide it. (: Only during very rare occasions that we very subtly announce that we actually appreciate each other's friendship (for example....ah whatever, it's fuck hard to explain).

I KNOW. You are getting goosebumps on your goosebumps now right (haha, got this from Pastor Kevin, super funny! :D). Yea, I have them too. I actually have goosebumps on my goosebumps' goosebumps. No don't say that you have goosebumps on your goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebumps because this is MY blog and I will have the most goosebumps atop goosebumps than any human being on Earth. I have goosebumps on my goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebump's goosebumps' goosebumps' goosebumps' goose goose bumps bumps goose bumps goose bumps bumps okay whatever.

The point is, I conjecture I should write this down because I really want to show how much I appreciate these few people in my life. Maybe in the very sad but totally possible occasion I were to be infected with some terminal disease and suddenly die while I'm busy plucking my armpit hair (JOKING JOKING I shave my armpits one hahahaha okay TMI), at least Mummy, Aun Che, Daddy, April and Cherrie will know that I appreciated them when I was still alive and I will continue to do so, even if I'm not there in flesh.

Walao, super philosophical. :P

Ciao.

Pissed.

I am damn pissed right now. Okay I was even more pissed earlier, but after my roti canai telur bawang, I kind of feel better already. But still, I'm pissed. I cannot believe there are even poeple like this, (no I can actually, they are called SELFISH people). So do you want to know why I'm so pissed? YES YOU DO I DON'T CARE. D: Even if you don't you have to pretend that you do.

Okay so, being the President of the English Language Society (ELS) in school, and having one of the most unreasonable and stringent teacher in the whole school as the Advisor, you can pretty much surmise that this post is not picnic. And yes, it is NOT. To accentuate my point I shall put five exclamation points behind this sentence!!!!! Do you see the burden of this post now? No? Fine. !!!!!!!!!! Ten exclamation points for you. Do you feel the stress now? No? Twenty then! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, a little bit pointless, but well, at least you get my point now don't you. I wonder how many of you actually counted the exclamation points hahahahaha So you see, as this is my last year of high school, *a moment of grief please over this statement* okay, so since this is the last year of high school for me, I reckon I should work my ass off to leave a mark in this school, so that my Juniors and teachers at least have something good about me by which to remember. So, work my ass off I did, and do, planning meetings, conducting meetings, this that this that this that this that this that this that okay that's enough. You get my point.

BUT, today, during which an ELS meeting was supposed to take place (of which my ELS Advisor was fully aware), my ELS Advisor out of the blue, mind you, decided to conduct another meeting of her own for the newly formed Interact Club (IC) which is also under her supervision. And I conjecture she knows full well that almost 80% of the ELS members are also IC members, but did that stop her from having an IC meeting at exactly the same time during which the supposed ELS meeting was supposed to take place, WITHOUT advanced information, or information AT ALL to the President of ELS, namely: ME, Tang Jo-Yee??? NO, it did NOT, you wouldn't be surprised to know. God, how selfish can people get? Imagine if I'd done that to HER. I would have gotten the lecture and/or beating of a lifetime (from her) I tell you.

She stole my members and in the end I was left with only FOUR people (including myself!) who attended MY meeting. I wouldn't be so mad if she had just ENLIGHTENED me of her stupid IC meeting (albeit last minute) but she did not even BOTHER to do so. Come on, I know you are my teacher and I should respect you and all that shit, but I'm human too and I deserve to be respected as well okay. Imagine if I neglected to respect you, oh, I don't know, you would have just punched me square in the face, that's all. No, I'm serious. She soooooo has the tendency to do that okay. She uses very vulgar words when she threatens people so what are the odds that she wouldn't be violent in executing them too?

Sheeeeeesh. People these days are like conspiring in testing my patience or something. I don't usually get that mad when someone pisses me off (at least I try to forget it and just let it be after Pastor Kevin's advice the other day) but it's hard you know! It's like, blow by blow I'm hit with accusations and disdainful acts from people AGAINST me. What have I done to deserve all this I ask you. What????????

Last words: people please do not laugh at my current header. I know it is a little bit too childish for my own good, but I DON'T CARE. I like it! ): You just don't like it because you're JEALOUS. YES YOU ARE. ): ): ):

Enough of nonsense. Ciao.

This Is Life

I guess sometimes life is just that: life. Ever changing, ever surprising, ever anything that you can never imagined.

Okay so why am I babbling so philosophical all of a sudden? Because I have been hurt. Oh, it was a very subtle type of pain, but it's there. And the most painful part? I have to force myself to accept it.

Imagine, people, that one day your friend, A invited you to go DVD shopping with her. Having wanted to buy a few DVDs yourself, you become eminently estatic, both at the prospect of going for the DVD shopping AND also the prospect of watching the DVD with your friend A.

So technical problems occur, the DVD shopping had been delayed. A few days later, you came to know that your friend A had gone and bought the DVDs herself (one of them a movie that you both initially wanted to watch together) and then arranged to watch that particular movie with her other friend, B without even bothering to ask whether or not you wanted to join them. What was worst? She made the arrangement with her friend B RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE.

Wouldn't you feel hurt? I mean, she'd made plans with you, and then without information at all she just blew you off and then went on to another arrangement with her other friend?

Okay so now let me reveal the people labelled 'you', 'A' and 'B'. 'You' is of course me, duh, 'A' is my sister, April and 'B' is obviously her boyfriend, Tommy. I know this incident is not a big deal and that it is common knowledge that when you have a boyfriend, he automatically monopolises all your time and then family bonding begins to fade and fade. Noooo, it is not any of our faults. It is just the way it is. (to me, at least, it is the way your EXCUSE is) No one is to be blamed. WHATEVER.

Is that really any way to hurt my feelings, by blowing me off just like that? Sometimes I wonder WHY I even made plans with her in the first place, knowing full well that she has the tendency to break her promises whenever the name of her boyfriend ever arises. Seriously, why do I even care?

So, this is life isn't it? Full of disappointment and broken promises.

You know what? I have found the perfect solution to this. The perfect solution to make me feel happy again. But the thing is, I have neither the capacity nor the time, nor the chance even, to execute this:

Go shopping. Seriously. I really really really want to go shopping right now. I know I don't have alot of money, but I want to have new things. I'm greedy but I don't care. I WANT to go shopping. And I think I deserve to go too, considering the fact that I spent the whole of last two weeks doing school projects. I SOOOOOO deserve a full shopping day. Alone. Without people to bug me or bother me or whatever.

It is fun to go shopping alone you know. At least you can head to whichever shop you intend to go, and you wouldn't need to consider anybody else's feelings except your own. And I also want W910i (gold colour) because it's fucking cheap right now but I'm comtemplating whether to spend the 300 bucks on the phone or my hair (I want to straighten my hair because its so long now! :D).

Hmmmm. Tough decision........

Well, I guess that's enough. I was feeling damn sad when I started the post but I'm feeling soooo much better right now. Must have been the shopping talk. It always does the trick. (:

Ciao.

Fuck Off.

I know I've told myself time and time again that people who try to bring you down with accusations and lies are just plain childish people. And I've also reminded myself time and time again to just let them be because it is not worth it to waste my time on a bunch of childish sore losers.

But I feel compelled to write this post anyway, simply because I want to make a statement and prove to people that behind the very happy and care-free facade I wear everyday, lies a part of me which may get PISSED too. I have a long stretch of limit, but if you reach my breaking point by going overboard, DON'T surmise that I'm going to let you off that easily.

Firstly.

To those who think that I might not be a more deserving Captain for a Sports House than you APPARENTLY think you are, fucking think again. I got the post. Not you. I got elected. Not you. So would you please stop it with the judgement especially when the truth is right in front of your stupid eyes? You can ask my Titiwangsa members. And by Titiwangsa members (I acknowledge only those who actually contributed to the Sports House. I am sorry but I don't give a fucking damn about those otherwise), I mean those who actually attended Sports Practices and actually witnessed the shit that I did for my House. For those who only attended ONCE, shut your stupid mouth and judge YOURSELF before you judge others.

Secondly.

Stop being such a SORE LOSER. Or worse, someone who can't bear losing. In a simpler term: kiasu. I don't mind actually if you go to ends to make things work for your own Sports House, but don't compare your apparent passion towards your Sports House and then announce to the whole world, or at least, try to display to the whole world that I apparently don't possess the same amount of passion for my OWN Sports House. People have different ways of showing how much they care, and if yours is neglecting all your school work and more important priorities, while mine ISN'T, then fucking let it be. You may think that you are better, but that is EXACTLY what it is: your wishful THINKING. Do not turn it into such a statement when it doesn't even carry a MODICUM of truth in it.

(I conjecture I should have written this whole paragraph in past tense, since Sports Day is already over, but then this is such a general topic I think it applies to every single aspect of one's life (especially where jealous people are in the picture; which is probably EVERY aspect); just substitute "Sports House" with something else and there you have it - a totally different scenario with the same story)

Thirdly.

Okay even if you THINK that you are better, and the odds ARE with you, can't you just SHUT UP about it instead of rubbing it in my face? And ultimately degrading my people skills and leadership? You can talk ALL YOU WANT behind my back but don't do it in front of my face. If I was hungry and barbaric I would have eaten you up just to see you disappear from the face of Earth, even if you taste disgustingly bad. That is how PISSED I am.

Everytime you think of bad-mouthing someone, please for the love of God think of your own inadequacies first. If you are Stephen freaking Hawking and you want to degrade me about my Physics skills, then by all means, enlighten me. But if you're Britney Spears reprimanding me on my skills on child-care, then shut the fuck up and fuck off. If you're no expert on the subject, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE to bad-mouth my apparent lack of skills in said subject?

Losers.

Ciao.