With Enough Persuasion..

Long time no see!

2009-11-17T06:27:00.000-08:00

Hello, world! As the title says, long time no see!

So anyway, PMR's over.

So is school.

So is Form 3.

So is Halloween.

So is life as I know it, since technically school is probably my only life.

And it's soooooooooooooo boring.

This is very depressing, I know! I literally have no life outside of school! I have my cousins, whom I don't see very often. That doesn't count. Apart from that, hmm... I don't go to church, so I have no church friends. I go solo on my piano class, so I have no piano friends. I see my tae kwon do friends every Sunday but it's not like I go out with them or anything. And I've just realised that every sentence in this paragraph contains the word 'I'. How selfish of me. Giving this special privilege to the letter 'I' like that.

Anyway, enough about the boringosity of it all!

I have a theory about why old people are so frail. Behold, the reason. The very reason behind this frailty of the ancient.

When you're 15, you do things like clean your room and pick things up by yourself.

When you're 25, you do things like drive yourself to work or university. Or take the bus.

When you're 35, 15-year-olds feel it is (or rather are brought up to think that) it is their duty to pick up that pencil you just dropped on the floor.

When you're 45, 25-year-olds have to understand that you're menopausal and tiptoe around you, doing simple errands like bringing the comb, phone, shoes, pants to you when frankly, I think 45-year-olds are capable of doing those very things themselves.

When you're 55, you will ask for the help of the 35-year-old.

When you're 65, you will ask for the help of the 45-year-old.

When you're 75, you will ask for the help of the 55-year-old.

When you're 85, you will ask for the help of the 65-year-old.

When all of these things are just being done for us as we grow older, and we do less and less because "She's 60 and getting frail, be a dear and help her out", we'll get even more frail--OR--we'll end up believing we're frail and just play the part anyway, I mean, how cool is it that everyone's doing everything for you, eh?

Which is why I plan to not ask youngsters for help or turn down their help when I really don't need it. Of course, if I get so frail that I can't walk down steps without falling, I might need some help. BUT WHEN I GET OLD, I'LL JUST SUCK IT ALL UP AND NOT WALLOW IN SELF-PITY.

This post was (not to say inspired, it's more like fueled) by the culture in my school. See, I have amazing teachers who teach well. Some more than others. But here are some common scenarios in school:

Teacher: Girl, ah? Can you call __________ from 3A3? I need to ask her about te record book.
Student: Sure teacher, anything teacher.
(Student climbs 4 flights of stairs to 3A3)
Student: Darn, there's nobody here.
(Student checks class' timetable and discovers they are in the science lab. Student walks down 2 flights of stairs and takes the wooden bridge to the other block and walks up 1 more flight of stairs to the science lab)
Student: Umm, I'm looking for __________?
Class: She's not here.
(Student returns to teacher)
Student: Sorry teacher, I--
Teacher: It's ok girl, I sent another girl as well to look for her.
Student: o_O (Thinking quite hard to find the reason behind her running up and down the school compound)

Teacher: (Lesson in progress) .....ok, girls? Now do notes for Chapter 3 and I want to see a map of Indonesia.
(Students hand in their notebooks the next day)
(Teacher marks all of them)
Student: Eh, I got a "See me"..
(Student shows teacher the page with the "see me" on it)
Teacher: Oh, this is because your Indonesian map is too small.
Student: Ok teacher.
(Teacher flips through book)
Teacher: AAAAAAAAH? How can you do this?
Student: Do what?
Teacher: This line!
(Teacher points to a line on a page where previously there was a great big nice tick sign, meaning everything's fine with that page, please leave it alone)
Student: Oh. What's wrong with it?
(Teacher takes out purple glitter pen and cancels furiously, drawing big squiggly lines and huge crosses all over the page)
Student: :o (My graph.. all my hard work..)
Teacher: Fix it!
Student: ... :(

SADNESS!

The point is, I think it all starts with the pay. Teachers don't get paid that much, as I've heard. So that is, apparently, a reason for them to burst. And I agree with some that teachers get crazy, useless tasks thrust upon them, like ADAB. Which basically means Manners. The teachers actually score us on our manners. How crazy is that? And to top it all off, some teachers choose a nice ripe number and write it for every single student she's every taught. Useless work!

So, the useless hard work coupled with the measly pay.. Students suffer. Students suffer, parent suffer from complaining. Parents suffer, teachers suffer. Students suffer some more. Parents suffer some more. Teachers.......

You get it?
You get it.

Thank you and good night.

2009-09-14T03:15:00.001-07:00

Well well well.. Exams coming up and look where I am! Well I have a reason to be online anyway, downloading all the trial papers from the different states. If anyone wants them, they're at http://papercollection.batukawa.net/?cat=3

So anyways

LIFE IS GOOD!

I just went to see my cousins on Saturday night! And they're really cool cousins! It was K's birthday so we had dinner at Monte's :P Must've cost a bomb.. Maybe I'll have like a birthday party or Post-PMR party where all my Malaysian cousins HAVE to come. Because I don't see them that often :( (Btw, there're 3 of us sitting for PMR this year! 1994 = Baby boom in my family)

Let's see.. What's happening that's making me so excited?

1. Jing's Birthday in a short while
2. PMR on October 7th
3. FREEDOM on October 13th
4. Aunty V and Uncle B are coming to Malaysia! Woo!
5. Grandma's birthday
6. Mummy's birthday
7. Kim's Birthday
8. HALLOWEEEEEEEEN! Bwahahahahahahaha!
9. The inevitable reunion of the 3 Cousinteers
10. Christmas!
11. New Years' Day!
12. Chinese New Year!
13. JAPAN! YESSSS! SKIING!

Yes, well, as you can see, I'm thinking rather far ahead.
But (it's wrong to start sentences with 'but') How can I not when it's so exciting?
Maybe it's just the prospect of freedom (for a little while, at least).

Farewell blogosphere!

Travis

2009-08-27T22:42:00.001-07:00

Well, lately I've been posting up-and-coming youtube sensations, but today I found quite an old band which has made some very very nice songs! I think they're Scottish, which probably explains the weird meanings behind their songs. Here's one they seem to have made for pregnant women :) Enjoy!

POMP. LA. MOOOOOOOOSE!

2009-08-23T22:47:00.000-07:00

Wow! Wow! WOW! Now here's a band to watch out for :D Well, maybe not so big in Malaysia. I'm probably the only one here who knows about them. Which is why I'd like to spread the news :) Pomplamoose (french for 'grapefruit') is this really awesome 1-woman-1-man band (can't say 2-man because one is quite obviously a woman) and they sing very.. psychedellic-ish songs AND you'll never get tired of hearing them over and over and over again.. and then some more. Like me :)

Enjoy!

An inkling of my future!

2009-08-14T03:20:00.000-07:00

I'm gonna live in an apartment :D

With a swimming pool.

And a restaurant.

And security guards.

And carparks.

I might live with a friend, who knows? I'm definitely not getting married though :)

Hello, We meet again.

2009-08-12T10:23:00.001-07:00

HELLO!
Hey there.. again. Good to see you took my advice by reading my blog :) Did you recite the chant? I hope you did. Let's just say it's for your own good, alright?

SOOooo..

Wow, it's getting kinda quiet in here.

Whew..

So, how's life..?

You don't talk much, do you?

Fine. I'll do the talking then!

Wanna know how to get rid of a pack of monkeys which are particularly interested in your car? Really? Why not? It's funny. Very funny. I'll tell you anyway. :)

First of all, you have to throw some bananas somewhere nearby the monkeys. Upon sensing this with their ultra-intuition rays, they will all go, very curiously, towards the bananas.

BUT!
They don't eat the bananas straight away. Rather, they wait for one particular monkey to go ahead and take the first one (who knows? could be respect, could be monkey sacrifice..). This particular monkey is the alpha monkey, otherwise known as the big shot of the troupe.

Whilst this is happening, sneakily get out a trap and set it up with a great big banana, being careful to keep them thinking you are sitting at home, innocently enough, reading my blog. Make a trail of banana slices towards the trap, and BANG! The alpha monkey is now trapped!

Get out your old CFC-releasing can of red spray paint. Air of the Soul. And spraaay to your heart's content (but you might not wanna hurt him! again, let's just say it's for your own good).

Voila! He think's he's bleeding, he embarasses himself in front of his troupe by shrieking in pain and howling in terror, and the whole troupe will leave you and your car
Alone.

As in by yourself.
As in with no one else there.
As in with no other lungs besides yours messing up the chemical composition of the air.

As in.. I think I'd like those monkeys back.

The message I was hoping to get across:
All monkeys have brains, but not all monkeys know how to use them. Like some very prominent ones in my life.

Music to my Ears

2009-08-10T09:38:00.001-07:00

Well, I didn't really know to put this on the sidebar, so I just posted it. :) Enjoy!

David Choi

2009-08-10T08:02:00.001-07:00

Here's a nice song for you to listen to :) Enjoy! Just spreading the news.

HELLO, PEOPLE OF THE WORLD!

2009-08-10T07:24:00.000-07:00

Konnichiwa! Watashi wa Nikora desu. Itadakimasu.

Hello! I am Nicola. Thank you for the food.

The reason why I started this blog is because. Just because.

So, READ IT, look it straaaight in the eye, and say:

PineappleCurry
TomatoesTasteFunny
YouHappyYouSad
PeopleDrivingYouMad
LikeChickenRiceOnTree
YouEatAppleYouPee
HaveNiceDayHaveBadDay
FlyToEnglandForFreeeeee!

and walk away.