Thursday, 26 July 2007

The Math Test and The Math Tested

It has been another week since my last post. My, how time flies. My trials are coming so very soon and I haven't started studying yet...

Oh, yeah. My Mechanics lecturer gave us a short teat two weeks ago. Guess how I fared?

12 marks out of 50.

I studied! Really, I did! It's just that my brain hates me and decided to forget all I crammed in the night before. Damn. It was pretty disappointing, considering the fact that I scored a perfect 50/50 for my previous test.

Yesterday, my Further Math lecturer decided to give us a short test as well. It went pretty well. I guess I can expect good marks for this one.

As if I've not been tortured enough, today my Pure Math lecturer (who, coincidentally, is also my Further Math lecturer) gave us yet another short test. We were informed about it a week ago, but I totally forgot about it.

This morning, I happily strolled into class and sat down beside Kevin.


I expected an equally friendly response. But...

"Wei, later got short test you know? You got study ah?"


*Shrugs* "Just study now loh. Still got more hour..."

Yeah, like that's very comforting to know.

Keep calm, keep calm. There is always a way out. You have never been stuck in sticky situations before. You always manage to find a way out. Think. Think.

I had no other choice. My last resort....


Hey, don't look at me that way. I'm not the kind of girl who doesn't study hard and cheats her way through success. I have always been an honest student. I have never copied during exams. (Except for that one time, in primary 3, when we were having an exam, my classmate threw me a piece of paper, with a question scribbled on it. To which I happily replied her. With the correct answer. Should have gave her the wrong one.) But cheating once in a while shouldn't be a problem...right? Besides, this ain't school anymore. Who is there to stop me?

Besides, I won't just copy without understanding. I planned to have a discussion. Discussing and copying are two very different things.

So there.

However, Mr Chan was smart enough to know what I was thinking (how did he do that?) and announced that the test wouldn't be held in class.

"At 11.00 am you will all proceed to the hall for your test."

Hall! That means we can't have discussions anymore because unlike classrooms, the tables in the hall are arranged very far apart.

I'm a lone ranger now and I'm gonna be the loser in the Battle Between The Math Test And The Math Tested.

I couldn't solve half of the questions in that test.

Man, I'm so defeated.

Tuesday, 17 July 2007

Insults (Gossip Babies,this entry might interest you)

I'm so in the mood of criticizing people right now.

Siew Wern
SW, one of the juniors from my school.

OMG, you should take a look at her Friendster profile. Unfortunately, she has deleted it. Aww...SW, did you have to do that? You have disappointed so many readers. =(

Anyway, for the rest of you who might happen to know her in real life,

Look. At. Her. Pictures.

What is it with that slab of hair covering almost 60% of her face? Scared her face too pretty, guys drool all over her is it? She is posing like a 'kiut little doll' in every photo of hers.

You see her photos for yourself lar.

CUTE MEH! Wah, if like that I can be super model liao loh!

Her face reminds me of the goiter disease. Only, in her case, the swelling isn't on her neck; it's on her cheeks. Do you HAVE TO puff up your cheeks till your head reminds me of puffer fish? Not fat enough is it! And don't even get me started on her fatness. Okay, maybe she isn't fat fat, but at the very least, she is definitely big-boned.

Some people say big-boned when they actually mean fat, so as to not hurt people's feelings, so it makes no difference if I call her fat anyway. But I don't want to be rude...

Ah, what the heck! I already am rude!


There! I've said it. Phew! Another burden off my chest.

Her eyes are unnaturally BIG. No, let me rephrase that. Her eye's ain't big, 'cause she replaced them with bugs' eyes. And (the horrors!) she rolls her eyes in every single photo of hers, like its a natural thing to roll your eyes when you are taking pictures.

"Lets take a photo together! On the count of three!"

"One, two, three!" *everyone rolls eyes together*

And guys, if you are thinking "So what if her outlook appearance suck? It's the inside that counts. Those things inside her bra look big enough and I think I might enjoy screwing her.", think again.

Do you know how they look so big in photos?

No, it's not Photo Shop.

Every girl knows that to make your A-cup boobs look like D-cup, just squeeze you busts together. With a little practice, some experts like our dear friend SW here can make it look as if they're naturally big.

This supermodel here is another version of Siew Wern.

But of course! They're best friends.

Unlike SW who is big boned, she is plain fat.

F.A.T. (And short too.)

I don't know how she look so slim in her photos. Here is her Friendster profile.

I suspect she makes some of her pictures blur on purpose so as to hide her fats, pimples, and blemishes. Or she thinks blur photos are sexy (apparently not).

In the rest of her 'unblured' photos, her face and cheeks normally look red and rosy or white and smooth.

My dear readers, do not be fooled.

This pock-faced girl probably either took her pictures in lighting which does not show her flaws, or she uses Photo Shop.

She is terribly 'hiao', too. Rumour has it that she has had already 20 over ex-boyfriends.

It's just a rumour, you might say. Alright then, let me tell you a lil experience I had being her 'boyfriend'.

My friend (a member of the Gossip Babies) came across her phone number which was printed on a name-list. Of course, to the Gossip Babies, this kind of information was priceless; we just had to put it to good use.

I took her number home and sent her a message.

"Hi. I'm Daniel."

To which she replied, "Hi, who are you?"

We immediately began a conversation:
Me: I'm Daniel
Her: Which school are you from? SXI?
Me: Nope. Private school.
Her: Which school?
Me: Not telling. I have been liking you for a very long time. Will you be my gf?

I forgot what she replied, but I'm sure she felt flattered.

Finally, after a few days of chatting (there was even once I asked a guy friend to pretend to be me to talk to her because she kept insisting that she wanted to hear my voice), she agreed to be my 'girlfriend'.

Hypothesis proven. She is hiau!

For the next following days, she kept bugging me with her messages. So I sent her a message:

"Although I'm your bf, it does not mean I have to sms with you 24/7. I still have my own life to live. Just because you are my gf, it doesn't mean my life should revolve around you, okay?"

And I dumped her.

If I'm not mistaken, I think she wanted me back. Of course I rejected her. I had already wasted so much money calling her and sending her messages. I didn't want to waste anymore of my time on her. I was done toying with her. It cost way too much.

A few days later, she found out that her 'bf Daniel' was actually one of the Gossip Babies. But she didn't know which Babe it was.

Aphrodite, if you are reading this, now you know. It's me.

Later, I found out that while she was having 'Daniel', she was already with another guy.

Damn. She cheated on me.

Saturday, 14 July 2007


I passed the Mensa test with a whopping score of 156! Hah! Beat that! I'm gonna be a member of Mensa soon!

Friday, 13 July 2007

A week's journal

I'm so awfully sorry for not updating my blog again for the longest time. My trials are coming in a month's time and I really need to concentrate on studying.

It has been a whole week since my last entry. Here are some updates on my life:

8 July 2007
I cried. Again. Don't ask why. It's private.

9 July 2007

Damn. I hate Mondays. Classes start at 8 am and I only can go home at 5 pm. I almost skipped my Mechanics lesson simply because I wasn't in the mood for studying. Yes, I know. I shouldn't allow my emotions to get in the way. Especially when it comes to something as important as my own education. That's why I'm thankful to have friends to help me get through life. Kevin sent me an sms telling me to attend class because the lecturer was going to teach an important topic. Thanks, Kevin. you helped me keep myself on the right track.

Oh, and one of my hermit crabs died.

Sob sob. =(

10 July 2007
I finished Season One of Jigoku Shoujo. I wanna watch Season Two!!! I wanna, I wanna, I wanna! Btw, does the site really exist? I have been to it but Mozilla Firefox tells me "the webpage/url cannot be found". According to the show, the web page can only be accessed at midnight. I have yet to try it. Maybe some of you guys might wanna try it? Tell me if it works.

11 July 2007
Transformers is damn cool! I love that movie. Surprisingly, I met lots of people at Gurney Plaza. Oh and I decorated my lunch with wasabi.

You have to admit that's cute.

Then, I almost had the Impulsive Spending Disorder. The only thing that saved me from it was my wallet. It was almost empty. I regret not bringing more cash.

I managed to purchase a novel called "The Notebook" though. Not bad, actually. I love Nicholas Sparks.

I cried. Again.

12 July 2007
In less than 15 hours, I have finished the novel. There goes my RM 35.90.

My liquid paper reflected beautiful ring of lights. The effect was really cool.

Not so obvious in this picture. But trust me, the effect was really, really nice.

I cried. Till 3 am.

13 July 2007 (Today)
Despite being Friday the 13th, I didn't encounter much bad luck. Except for the fact that my eyes were puffed up from all that crying the night before. And my head was pounding like hell because I only had 3 hours of sleep.

Had laksa for lunch. I love laksa!

That's about all.

P.S: I don't think I will be updating my blog very often from now on. My trials is coming in a month's time and my final exam is two weeks after that. This blog might be idle for awhile. Maybe until November, when my exams are over. Sorry.

Friday, 6 July 2007

My eccentric pet. Am I cute?

It has been 6 days since my previous post. I am aware of that. My apologies. I have been awfully busy. I'm so left behind in my Physics (what the hell is P=1/3N(m/v)c^2 ?!!!??) and Further Math. I have been spending the past 6 days studying moaning over my revision books, because every time I look at them, they remind me of how deep I am in shit.

Today is a Friday (almost a weekend) and I have permitted myself to spend some time updating my blog and Mapling as a reward for studying so hard for the past one week doing nothing.

Last Wednesday, Jia told me she has hermit crabs. o.O

I want one too!! Or maybe two.

My dad bought me three hermit crabs yesterday. I'm still busy playing with them. Maybe that explains why I didn't study much last night. No, I didn't name them. I think it's really stupid giving your pet a name when they do not respond to it. Naming your dog or cat is practical because when you call them by their name, they come to you. But imagine naming your pet fish/snake/turtle/crab.

"Come here, Fishy/Mr Squirmy/Shelly/Crabby!!"

Do you actually think these animals would actually come running (heck, some don't even have legs!) to you? Fat chance.

In order to differentiate between the three, I used a permanent marker and drew designs on their shells. I hope the toxic from the ink won't harm them, though.

A picture speaks a thousand words...

Ahh...I'm shy!

Who are you?
Roar! Go away!
Okay, fine. What do you want?
Alright, here's a little performance for you. Cry Me A River by Justin Timberlake. The PSP makes a really cool backdrop!
My performance is done. Now, go away!
If you are not going, then I am. Goodbye.
Hiding in a corner...
Arrgh...don't pick me up....

Take your fingers off my shell!
That's better

Here's one final pose with the PSP behind me!

* * * *

This morning, the vanity in me was suddenly aroused. I succumbed to it.

"Kevin! I cute or not?"

No matter how many times I asked him this question today, he seemed very determined not to answer it.

So, while chatting with Marcus online, I decided to ask him the question.

Me: Am I cute?
Marcus: It's obvious.
Me: Say yes or no.
Marcus: It's obvious. What do you think is obvious?
Me: I want a yes or a no.

after a few seconds...

Me: On second thought, just say yes.

Marcus stopped replying my messages after that.

Look. Is it really that hard to say "yes"?


Sunday, 1 July 2007

Mensa test, Japanese food.

Further Statistics is damn hard! I couldn't understand a thing during the whole two-hour lecture. All I did was stare blankly at the lecturer while trying as hard as I can to catch anything familiar to me. All I remember from the lesson was this:

P(X=x) = Some weird stuff which I don't remember.

I was really relieved when the lesson was finally over, although I doubt I actually learned anything.

After the lesson, Marcus and I went to Kevin's place. It was at around 10.30 am at that time, and we were supposed to attend the Mensa test at 12.00 pm.

We watched a movie called 'Saw'. It's a really interesting show, although I just watched the first few minutes of it. The introduction reminds me of Silent Hill. Two men wake up in a dirty bathroom (The bathroom part reminds me of Silent Hill where the character sometimes finds himself locked in a dirty room), not knowing how they got there. Then, using their wit, they have to look for clues to save themselves. I shall not say anymore, you just have to see it for yourself. I assure you, you will not regret it.

We arrived at Masyarakat Penyayang (That's the venue of the Mensa test) at 12.00 pm, but we had difficulty searching for the room. By the time we found it, it was already 12.30 pm. By then, my tummy was already aching real bad. The 30 minute 'treasure hunt' with my lunch jiggling inside me made me feel so unwell that Kevin had to carry my backpack for me.

However, the guy there told us that the test actually starts at 1.30 pm. WTF! But it was printed 12.00 pm in the papers! We had no choice but to wait for a whole hour doing absolutely nothing.

The test was pretty easy in the beginning, but it began to get harder and harder. By the time I reached the last 5 questions, I couldn't think at all. It was way too difficult.

Later at night, my dad brought us (my family) to the Equitorial Hotel for dinner. Japanese buffet!!! I had lots and lots and lots of sashimi, mussels and raw oysters. This is the best buffet I have ever been to! But of course, nice things come with a price.

RM 78.00 ++ per person.

All I can say is, I'm glad I'm not the one paying.