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Cereal with Class

Today we had an extra 3-hour-Physics class...Fiona had to fetch me but then she didn't show up at 7...or at 7:30 so I given up all hope of her coming so I went to go online until 7:45 I heard a car honk........ >___> thank god using ipad, if use laptop I die la XD

ANYWAYS. Extra physics class wasn't so bad :) 21 students showed up! TWENTY FOUR OUT OF THIRTY FOUR WEI. #achievement for 4Science2.
It probably was easier to go through cos he gave us a LOT of "ten minutes" to "do our report" LOL we just ended up talking and asking a lot of questions cos graph plotting is the hardest piece of shit ever. Like, it has to be BALANCED like fucking feng shui or something.

On the way home, Fiona's mom took the Connaught route home and we saw SU JEAN walking. In her Tour something something shirt. SO SU JEAN, IF YOU FELT THAT THESE TWO PAIR OF EYES WERE STARING AT YOU AND KNOCKING ON THE CAR WINDOW, YES IT WAS US AHHAHAHAHA

My fringe is killing me. It's too long to be the whole mushroom thing but too short to be a side part. WTFFFFFFFFF =________________=
I try parting everywhere but my fringe is thick and stubborn >_> my mom says my hair is like me HAHAHA.

Just bought a new book - Something From Tiffany's :P But I need to finish I Don't Know How She Does It..plus focus on exams >____> i'm so dying.


Buying books is seriously making a huge dent in my wallet -_- Like, one book is around RM29-32 after Popular Discount (Thank GOD. I'm thinking of signing up for all the bookstores member card so I'm not limited to only one place :P) and I read like, one book a week? HOW TO SURVIVE? :(


History Channel makes the best historic shows, hands down. National Geographic has really bad narrators....whereas History Channel's narrators sound like Sherlock Holmes 8) Me gusta.
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YAY! AN UPDATE IN THE WEEKDAY! :D
only happened cos I ain't at home now lol I AM BLOGGING FROM VERINIA'S ROOM. She's downstairs. cuddling with the future husband that STILL won't look me in the eyes and say hi. Frustrating but huh. Whatever HAHA. I don't like bad manners :P my kids are gonna be speaking the freaking Queen's English when I'm done XDD

ANYWAYS. Jien Li oh Jien Li.
We were trying to find out something about these two people who shall not be named here lol and only me and Jien Li didn't know and I was like TELL ME NOWWWWWW and Jien Li was like UH! UH! UH! WHY WON'T YOU GUYS TELL ME :( *hits someone's shoulder repeatedly*
and then I proceeded to guess since asking will get me nowhere, so I guessed something and Hui Jing sarcastically said yes and nodded her head and Jien Li was like super shocked and was all O.O OOO: YES AH??? and me and Su Jean are like *face palm*... >____> Jien Li oh Jien Li. You have much to learn of sarcasm XD

And then when we walk upstairs we were still discussing something and Sin Wi was fed up and told me indirectly and I was like I KNEW IT!! I KNEWWW ITT!!! and Jien Li was like, HUH???
>____>

and then after that I was talking about how gay YCL was and Jien Li...she actually thought he WAS gay. He ISN'T gay. He just ACTS gay but he's totally STRAIGHT. But after all these years...she always thought he was legit gay @___@ ai yoryor ah Jien Li.

I laughed until I started tearing. It was like when Sook Yee couldn't stop laughing. Like, no sound and red faced-tearing XD

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There's a new girl :D her name's Eunice and she's from Perimbun...but she's from Michelle's primary so I heard of her..more like small snippets LOL thing is, I know she exists :P she knows Su Jean and Xhi Yan too! But she super looks like Su Jean with bigger eyes HAHA I kid you not. The way they pin their hair and the nose and the teeth and the way they walk... LIKE SISTERS.
ANYWAYS, according to her, it's super hard to get into SMKSM o.o and even harder if you're from Perimbun lol she applied three times and had help from the ministry to get in >_> wah SMKSM shiok hor.
I think cos Perimbun is full of delinquent la-las and they don't want anymore here LOL cos when you see the afternoon session girls, they're all super gentle and rule-abiding citizens and stuff HAHA omg. o.o
SMK SERI MUTIARA IS GONNA HAVE A LALA SHORTAGE. FIRST TIME MAN.
*applauses*

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BIGBANG'S NEW MUSIC VIDEO COME OUT ALREADY!
Chehhh, old news HAHA but still :P must be in my blog!

IT'S FUCKING NICE OK. It's called "Blue" and it's really..em. Emo? I guess LOL
at first when I listen I was like, okay...not feeling it LOL but the more I listen, the better it sound and now IT'S FUCKING AWESOME TO MY EARS :PP the video is okay la.. I think YG is using a vintage-ish feel to all their music videos now :D it's nice. The model's like, totally taller than all of them though. Her legs are too long for theirs HAHA GD runs like a total retard :P

The concept photos....
MEGAWATTFACEPALM. Designers and stylists. WHAT. THE. FUCK.
WHATTHEFUCKDIDYOUDO?!?!? They look like fuck!! LOOK AT GD'S HAIR OMG like those old Hong Kong dramas that are like set a billion years ago with the "majestic" long hair on guys omg @___@ damn ugly wei. The others are okay la, I just hate GD's hair -__- I bet he's regretting it and wants his old fohawk back :P the blonde fohawk was so much better!!!

Beaurgh. >___> can't wait for all the songs to come out :D

OKAY SHOULD BE IT.


OH OH OH. Exams are next week and I didn't know. It starts on Tuesday omg I thought I had one more week!!!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
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HEY KIDDIES MOMMA'S BACK HAHA
sorry for being away. And not updating for like...two weeks? Yeah lol

Since our very own Pengetua SMKSM has been promoted to "Ketua Sektor Akademik" or something like that. You would've thought I'd know what its called by now since they repeated it like a million times...but I really wasn't paying much attention to the Majlis Perpisahan. Don't call me heartless or anything, but I just don't know the lady.
Like, people can say that she's a really good principal and the best they ever seen but y'know. I wouldn't know if I haven't been there so I can't really be so emotionally attached y'know. If I like, cry or something it's fake. Totally fake. How can you cry for someone you hardly know? Sure we see her every week during perhimpunan but it's always no-nonsense speeches. You can't really be attached to someone who gives speeches you know.
Just like how people cried when Whitney Houston died. WHY? Like, seriously? The woman sang a rocking edition of "I Will Always Love You" WHICH WAS WRITTEN BY DOLLY PARTON THANK YOU VERY MUCH. IT'S NOT WHITNEY'S SONG. And she did drugs. Tell me, is that REALLY inspirational?
I'm not being a hater or anything, but you can't really be very attached to someone you only watch. You never had an honest-to-God Sunday walk together or discuss life over coffee.


OK the above was yesterday's (Saturday) post..until my Internet crashed =______= I'm not gonna continue it.

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I can't wait for Physics class now >_> teacher never comes in.
And I actually dreamed of someone teaching me Physics HAHAHAH oh my God I'm so paranoid. I literally have no idea what I'm doing in Physics class ~____~ cos we're still at a sub topic. Currently at the Vernier Calipers.. which I still don't know how to read!
I AM SO FAILING ALL MY EXAMS. Cos I have ABSOLUTELY no idea what I'm doing. Except for Sejarah...cos it's SEJARAH. Learn it for three years already dah biasa la, just add essay and structural questions :P
And Biology I get, just that I don't wanna bomb my brain with so much info. It IS interesting, once you start slowly revising yourself.
And Chemistry oh my god. Calculate this, calculate that. Now need to construct a table to find the Empirical something something pula. #WHATAWASTEOFMYTIME
As if I'm gonna find out the ratio of my tea bags and my water.

STEP ONE, GET A CUP.
STEP TWO, INSERT TEA BAG INTO CUP.
STEP THREE, POUR HOT WATER.

TEN MINUTES LATER YOU HAVE A CUP OF TEA. VOILA!

I don't see why we should complicate things with Chemistry :P I suck at it okay. Got the stupid periodical table also -___- aiyo.

What else. What else.
I think that's it? OH OH OH ADD MATHS.
Additional Mathematics :( Quadratic Equations is OK if you give me an example to refresh my memory HAHA no problem. Otherwise ah, I'll be a lost duckling.

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My Dad and I have really bad liver. I inherited it I think.
JUST MY LUCK HOR. Three kids, I kena all those disease-prone shit. Like, if a mosquito bites me I WILL SCRATCH AND THEN BOOM. Blisters. Infections.
SCARS AGAIN. Look at my legs for the proof la. Starting of school people see my scars they thought I was in an accident or something LOL Until I was like, um. Allergy/infection something and they're like O__________O okay.

Le sigh. I have a lot of cream to put on now. Got this cream for treating inflammation. Then I have to wait for it to dry a bit then need to apply EFA (Essential Fatty Acids) to moisturize it cos the former cream will dry it out which will make it VERY VERY ITCHY which you WOULD assume me to be immune to but NO. I HAVE NO WILL POWER TO IRRITATIONS. Then got another cream for the existing scars.

>____________> have to wake up earlier now. Sigh.

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Best friends for life, that's what we were - Hunter and I. Ever since we met in the sandbox at age two, we've been stuck at the hip. We would have sleepovers, plot out our lives, plan our future together. Neither one of us ever said if we would spend our life with each other, maybe because we both know.

It was my twentieth birthday when Hunter brought me to the park where we first met. The park had been abandoned over the years, empty at most times. The paint of the slides and see-saws were peeling off, leaving the yellow and red paint spotted with the rough maroon color of rust. There was, however an old lady who planted flowers all around and despite the neglect of repainting, the flowers bloomed in the spring making the park look more lively.

'Hey,' he said, beckoning me to join him at the swings. I plopped my butt on the rubber seat and looked at the neglected sandbox. 'I have something to tell you.'

He was smiling when he said that, I didn't suspect a thing. I thought he was going to tell me about one of his "adventures" in the cafe he worked at. 'Shoot,'

He took my hands and put them in mine. He was smiling, but his eyes said otherwise. 'I've been having some serious migraines for a few weeks,'

'So?' I failed to see the point. 'Go see a doctor then.' I said nonchalantly. What's the worst that could have happened? It was just a headache right? Worst comes to worst he gets spectacles.

'I did,' he said, his grey eyes looking at mine. I always felt uncomfortable under his gaze, they seemed to look into your soul and say "I know what you're thinking". 'The doctor told me something that could change my life forever, and probably yours too.'

'You're going to need glasses now?' I joked, chuckling.

'No,' he said, shaking his head vigorously, his gaze never left mine. 'Dana, I have a tumor growing in my brain.'

***

For the next few months we spent together. Hunter didn't want to go for chemotherapy, he wanted to let nature take its course.

I was reluctant at first. It really hurt, having to have your best friend slip from your fingertips. But Hunter was really persistent with it, and I gave in.

Hunter made a bucket list and we did every single one. He became weaker and weaker, and soon he had to be confined to the stale smell of the hospital bed. I visited him everyday, and went home every night soaking my pillow with tears.

I brought him DVDs of the movies he had missed, we played board games on his bed, we made friends with the nurses and other patients.

'You two make a cute couple,' a busty nurse once commented.
'Oh, we're not together,' I smiled. She didn't look convinced, but went on her way to treat other patients.
Hunter looked at me weird after that, which made me a bit scared.

Were we in love? Do best friends fall for each other? Will it work out?

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When Hunter was evicted from the hospital, I spent every night at his house, afraid that I wouldn't be there when he decides to leave.

We were lying next to each other, face to face on his bed. The clock on his bedside table said four am.

I couldn't sleep. I had hardly any sleep most of the time, I was too busy being scared. Being scared for Hunter. Being scared for me.

His hands crawled to my face, pulling his face to my forehead, landing a kiss there. He was sweating, and tears were creeping down his cheeks. I could feel my eyes burning, and I knew they were red. But I refused to let the tears fall. Hunter needed me to be strong right now.

'I love you, Dana.'

And he left. Just like that. His eyes fluttered close as his hands went limp. I could literally feel the life leaving his body.

'I love you too,' I choked out, wrapping my arms tight around his body, burying my face into his chest. It was then when I let my tears come. And it didn't stop. It just kept flowing from me, and it became more and more comforting. It made me feel better.

Until the reality starts coming right at you and slaps you across the face.

Ever lost a best friend?

It sucks.
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Glee is awesome, like seriously LOL I'm a Gleek.


That's all :)
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Dorothy Perkins had been a teacher for 5 years, and at age 29 she was still single. Watching her students walking into class with their partners or having small romantic moments in the hallways or the infamous 14th of February was quite depressing for her.

Dorothy had only 3 boy friends in the past, and she had only kissed one of them. It was in college when she shared a kiss with Henry Jones and decided he was gay after that one kiss. It devastated Dorothy, and she never found love after that.

There was nothing wrong with poor Dorothy. She had long blonde hair that waved down right pass her shoulders and light blue-green eyes framed by long lashes. Sure she had some fat here and there and she wasn't exactly a size 2 - inheriting bad genes, Dorothy had a tendency to put on weight - but she wasn't hideous. She had a curvy figure with a full bosom which in her consolation, allowed her to have a cleavage most girls would die for.

But in the world nowadays, Dorothy found it hard to look and feel beautiful and sexy when wearing a size 8 was considered obese. All her students were wearing a size 0 and the ones who wore size 4 were often ostracized by their peers.

It was the second of January when a new teacher arrived. It was the replacement for the History teacher, Mr Goodwill. Everyone had pictured him as man in his 50's with greying hair and bushy eye brows who had the enthusiastic voice of Eeyore the donkey from the story of The Hundred Acre Wood.

The entire faculty was well, stumped when Principal Hawks had introduced him in a meeting. The new teacher bore the name of John Hanks and was easily the most good looking teacher the school had ever had in history.
John had the features of a living Adonis, with his dark brown hair combed back into a sleek hairdo that very few men could pull off, hazel eyes and smile that rivaled the shine from the Sun in a hot afternoon. Though he was wearing a light green long sleeved shirt tucked into his dark slacks, his muscles were very apparent through the thin material.

The best part was, Mr Hanks was single and in the market. The single teachers had dreamed of ending up sleeping on his bed, all except Dorothy. Dorothy had no hope in love anymore but it didn't stop Mr Hanks from befriending her. It was a natural talent, for John to charm anyone with his good looks.

One afternoon, while Dorothy was at her desk grading some papers John walked in. He asked her out and the unsuspecting Dorothy agreed, thinking he just wanted to be friendly.

He turned up at her door step in a black V-neck and jeans with some flowers. She smiled at the gesture and hooked her arm around his. He brought her to the deli nearby for a simple dinner full of jokes and laughter, and a late movie afterwards. Dorothy hadn't had this much fun in years, and she couldn't wipe the smile off her face the whole night.

He pulled over at her porch at midnight. It was a full moon that night and the sky was glittering with stars.

'I had a great time, John. Thanks,' she smiled, reaching for the door handle.
'Don't,' he grabbed her arms and a light tingle ran up her arms. Maybe it was the atmosphere - the stars seemed to urge them to kiss, something Dorothy had absolute no courage for after the whole Henry incident - that had made that happen. John felt the world disappeared and all he could see was how beautiful the person sitting on the passenger seat of his Honda Civic was.

The way her blonde hair waved around her face and stopped just at her desirable breasts, the way the green ring around her light blue eyes made her eyes more alluring, the way her ski-slope nose scrunched up a little when she laughed. Her laugh, it was fairy-like and sounded like music to his ears, however cliched that might sound.

His hands reached up to cup her cheeks, and Dorothy's heart pounded in her rib cage. He leaned in and gently placed his lips on hers. Magical shocks started from their lips to the toes on their feet. They didn't need to doubt it, the feeling was mutual. Dorothy placed her hand around his muscular neck as his hands moved to tangle up in her luscious blonde curls.

The kiss intensified, their lips moving urgently, massaging each other. He licked her lower lip, and she opened it slight just enough for his tongue to enter and explore her mouth. She tasted like sunshine and rainbows, and he longed for more.

After what seemed like hours, they pulled apart, breathing heavily. Their lips were swollen from the kiss and their eyes sparkled in the moon light.

'Wow,' he breathed. 'That was amazing.'
She opened her mouth but no sound came out, so she just nodded. It was amazing. It was wonderful. The one kiss felt like no other, it made her whole body tingle with desire. She haven't felt this happy in a long time.
She wanted more.

'You want to come in an have some coffee or something?' she found her lips moving on their own and she blushed right after. 'Sorry, you don't -'
'Sure,' he interrupted.

The next morning, Dorothy fluttered her eyes open to see John's hazel ones staring back at her own. The night before flashed in her mind and she smiled.

Perhaps all was not lost after all.
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I promise you.
This will blow your mind. How can someone have such a sexy voice??? HOW? IT'S NOT POSSIBLE.
He's immortal @____@ SPANISH ACCENTS ARE NOW ON MY WHAT'S SEXY LIST AHAH
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I'm back! :D been weeks since I last updated heh heh :P I came back from my one-week-CNY-holiday and went to school and shit..... so I'm back now :D

CNY was normal.
Aunties kept asking about my scars... -_- it's getting kinda annoying now cos everyone keeps asking about them. Like, I know they just want to know what happened cos it looks like I'm being abused or something but seriously? -_- okay nevermind.

I don't like to talk about my wounds and stuff OKAY?
I'm not being freaking abused by the way. I would've ranted about it on Twitter and everywhere else :) Yes, that's the kind of person I am :)

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Add Maths is killing me upside down @__@
See Yen has some balls. Like, seriously. If she don't like, she don't like. If she wanna say something, she tell it to your face o_o which is kinda scary.
so she told Pn Teh her writing is messy and she can't understand anything and Pn Teh like, became SO PISSED O: so scary.
Whatever la. I berusaha to understand add maths :)

Mole = 6.02x100 to-the-power-of-23.

HEHEHEHEHEHE M0le reminds me of Michelle.
It's an inside story HAHAHA

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OK on the phone with Ver will talk more tomorrow or something.
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