skip a week

"A week is a long time..."

really?

gosh...

I never knew

and I totally disagree.

Being home for the CNY break

really puts me in high spirits.

During my last class on the previous thursday,

my head was filled with nothing but bits of fluff and dust

and the image of home.

It amazes me how fast my focus can be altered.

There I was saturday afternoon

packing in 30 minutes and carried all of my textbooks into the car.

My determination to study at home

was really encouraging back then.

but...

what do you know?

POOF!!

Its all gone the second Im home.

my textbooks was left in the trunk until wednesday.

haha

This break was not really fun for me

well, first..my parents are gone for new zealand

and Im left all ALONE at home

and with the departure of mum and dad,

Im left with the responsibility of taking care of the house

and all its contents...

what fun-

It has been total DISASTER

I cannot be trusted with a house on my own

1. I always forgot to water my mum's precious plants..oh, you would not believe how many potted plants mum has...its like she's trying to open her own nursery or something.


2. Ive always known we have some fish in the house...may it be frozen or still swimming...I dont know whats gotten into me,I forgot about the fish in the aquarium... so,technically..they were unfed for 3 days and eventually one of them died..It was flushed down the toilet...poor goldfish~


3. Ive been starving myself for a whole week...Ive never really gotten the hang to cook for myself for every single meal...so tiring..but, you can call eating mandarin oranges as a meal, right?


4. The good thing is..that Ive manage to finish most of my homework..but I have a feeling this is not gonna happen again soon.. sigh~

anyway, back to the main topic...

Its already the weekends, which means Im nearing the end of my break

and it felt like its only been 2 days

wow, being at home really makes you forget everything else....

HATE turning 19

I hate feeling old

seriously..

what?

I was in my car driving back home from bandar utama

Having cursed a poor random pedestrian crossing the street so abruptly

and scared the crap out of me

I switched the radio station to Hitz.fm as I cant stand listening to

the bands only my grandma knows..

and there was this song...

At first, I thought it was only a song with catchy music with good tempo-

you know....the kind of bands with eccentric-looking lead singers, probably with thousands of peircings everywhere, head-banging and looked as though trying to squeeze their brains out of their nostrils. And that killer move that they do...It's like magic when everyone in the band managed to jump simultaneously holding gigantic guitars and landed smoothly on their feet and their hair still manage to stay out of their eyes..

I mean...wow

(How did they do that???)

the song was mainly about being young

and how you should do everything that you want (illegal or not)

while you're still not over 18

why should'nt I go and be rebellious?

cause trouble and throw tantrums?

I dont have a lot of time left being a teenager anyway

"but let's not ask why it's not right,

you won't be seventeen forever"

so true...

having reading the lyrics myself

I cant help telling myself that Ive been stupid and lame

by staying indoors and resorted to nerdy-ness during my teenage years

ouch! hearing myself thinking about uncomfortable truths

tend to sting a bit...

so, being the pathetic person that I was destined to be, spent the entire day sulking

and plotting ways on how to fulfill my job as a teenager

Conquering the world with our awesome power of depression by draining happiness

out of people's lives seems a bit hard

because... first, you'll need an army of depressed teenagers

second, the weather's been hot lately...the ideal condition would be rain and murderous thunders.....

And by the end of the day

I still havent worked anything out

That night,

While I was absent-mindedly engrossed in homework

Mum texted me

asking me when I'll be home for the weekend

somehow, at that moment, my stomach deflated like a punctured balloon followed by

a feeling so intense, I thought the balloon will magically inflate and burst so hard

until a hole appears right where my dinner should have been...

Mum...

just.one.word

my whole self fell back to earth with an unpleasent bump

ouch-

I forgot that I have a family and how I should be happy and grateful

I forgot that I have responsibilities

I forgot my vow earlier this year

and I forgot God

How I managed to erase my plans of world destruction so easily still suprises me

that night, I slept with a smile on my face

something so rare

I said to myself...I dont have to destroy the world

we've got natural disasters for that

but, the world would be awfully dull without us...wont it?

me and my oreo

20 QUESTIONS...

well not exactly 20~

WHERE DO YOU READ AND STUDY?

First of all, my study table is where I place ALL of my books, may it be fictional or academic, random junks, odds and ends that I find hard to throw away, unfinished oreos from last week, extra bottles of shampoo and of course my school bag. >haha<

so, because of this unfortunate event of having too much stuff and not enough space to put them, and also because my study table is at the far end of the room and at a considerable distance from the one and only fan in my room at number 69, b/u 6....

I made up my mind to read and study ON MY BED~

Actually, I had this habit of studying on my bed since going to boarding school in 2003

so it is really not a big deal.... Besides, I always appreciate the presence of pillows to help and support my fall whenever I am going through this thing called 'sudden unconciousness' due to excessive reading.

(This fate is experienced by most students and is considered normal)

I know that your motto for this year, Mr. Derick, is to "Keep it simple, Keep it real". And this blog is quite the opposite. This is not a protest, it is just my style of writing. Forgive me.

WHAT IS THE BEST TIME FOR YOU TO READ?

1. Before going to bed, around 1 to 2 a.m
2. In the afternoon, after lunch
3. Whenever I am stressed with a certain deadline...Everything that I read seems to stay in my mind
4. A week before an exam
5. Whenever my reading mood is switched on

But I cannot study in the morning...I perceived sleep to be of vital importance~

HOW LONG DO YOU NORMALLY STUDY WITHOUT A BREAK?

My extra-ordinary all time record: 4 hours

But that was because I had to finish the work pronto and hand it the next day

My normal record: 1 and a half hours

My so-called 5 minute breaks lasted more than 10 minutes because I went to my friend's room with a look that potrayed a sick vampire and I was later saved by a healthy dose of laughter.

WHAT TYPE OF DISTRACTION BOTHER YOU THE MOST?

Honestly, whenever I am engrossed in some sort of work, it bothers me when other people went into my room and... hang-out. I hate it when I have work to do while they don't...(maybe because they have already done it) and they get to relax while I am in constant suffering. I do not have a problem with people and their finished homework, JUST DO NOT SHOW IT in front of my eyes...it makes me really grumpy afterwards.

Other that that, it bothers me to study on an empty stomach. How do you expect to tackle a mind-boggling math question when your stomach is constantly seeking for your attention. Besides, I am too lazy to go downstairs and fix myself a pitiful supper. (This is the part where the oreos from last week comes in handy)

ON AN AVERAGE, HOW MANY DIFFERENT ASSIGNMENTS DO YOU WORK ON IN ONE EVENING?

Well, it mostly depends on the type of assignment given and their estimated completion time. If the conditions of studying are favourable (i.e. food, pillow and music) , I would say that I could finish, at most, 2 assignments. I regret to say it is not a lot but I am proud with everything I can accomplish no matter how small it is.

WHAT TYPE OF REWARDS MIGHT WORK FOR YOU?

Eventhough I can sometimes be a person with lots of needs, whenever it comes to rewards, a simple and untidy scribble of 'Good' or 'Keep it up' at the bottom of my assignment page would be more than enough. Money and prizes would be most unnecessary but I would'nt say no to any of them either. It is good to know if a teacher supports you in your studies because I, for one will appreciate the teacher's support and thus will try to work hard in the particular subject.

AUSTRALIA movie review

hmm...

since this is my first post on my one and only academic blog

I will try my best to reduce the intensity of my sarcasm and make

this blog as innocent as it should be.

As we were reminded by Mr. Derick to go and watch Australia, my friends and I obediently went to GSC and bought tickets for the movie at 8. When I first watched Australia's trailer, I thought it was a story about two Australians being in love and the complications of being together because of a war that occured during that time. Also, a few people said it's actually a movie about Australia's history. (HISTORY?...Please don't let it be boring..) . So, i decided to find out for myself whether I'll be wasting RM9 to watch this movie or not. As it turns out, I was right in some point about the love between two individuals but I didnt see anything at the very least that tells me about Australia's history. Maybe I was too engrossed in the acting or was trying hard to understand the Australian accent and did not notice the small bits of history that was in it.

I'm not going to talk about the plot of the story because I know you have watched it multiple times, Mr. Derick. What I have obtained from watching this movie was that I got to know some parts of the lifestyle lived by aborigins and Australians living in the outback. It's astonishing to know the harshness felt by the 'black people' because of racism. They cannot receive treatment just because they are of a different race and even banned from local pubs. But I had some trouble understanding why the children of mixed races were discriminated. Does the act of racism apply even for children back then? Why do the children was sent to an island accompanied only by a christian priest?

But one thing that captured my attention during the movie was the aboriginal music played. I have been to Australia twice with my family and was familiar with the famous traditional aboriginal musical instrument in Australia called didgeridoo. Dad was thinking about buying one back then but then there will be a problem to bring it back home and later said it was too expensive anyway. The didgeridoo, in my opinion produces a really unique sound despite the fact it looks like a gigantic flute but sounds nothing like it.

One thing that did not appeal to me about the movie are the scenes when Nullah and his ancient grandfather starts talking about magic and spirits and dream songs. The director might be able to pull it off if he reduced this element of mystery in the movie so that the audiences will not chuckle and rolled their eyes everytime the actor said "I am magic man". For me, too much of this aborigins incantating while standing on one leg was a little way over the top. Somehow, I think this movie was also promoting Australia as a very beautiful country with breath-taking natural sceneries. Well, they did a good job in it as i find myself marveled even by the giant rocks in Australia. Overall, this movie is a good production as one can learn a lot about Australia by watching it. Movies that helps people understand the culture in other countries is not that bad, at least I did not need my large caramel popcorn to help me stay awake throughout the movie.