Sunday, February 21, 2010
my first party
i think i'm still living a dream.
it's not actually my party. i kinda hosted it, but it was for another girl...kinda a surprise. but it was real fun. i hoped everyone enjoyed it. they sure seem that. anyway, i'm just writing so that it doesn't like, disappear from my memory.
it was on friday, the 19th of february. i hosted it for priscilla, who you might know as wen yun, whose b'day was on the 22nd. it was still CNY, you see, so it was kinda a CNY/b'day party. my parents went to school to fetch all of them, and of course it was kept a secret from P. i still cant belif she din figure it out. we were being really not subtle about the whole thing. well, whatever. we reached my home and all of them had a really embarassing--for me--tour around my house, pondering on all my childhood/idiotic/embarassing photos.
then we had dinner while my parents left the house( partly to give us our privacy). we had steamboat and were really kinda steamy, especially with all the 38 (sampat) talk, from all of us. wen mei insisted on watching a movie, and ci xin chose sorority row, which had almost everyone freaked out. can you imagine if they had saw SAW or the Omen, or whatever? anyway, i cleared up and then everybody stood by for the surprise--the cake.
P was actually quite--no offense, P, if you're reading---blur about it. she was actually singing the bday song with all the others, until she realized it was for her. i couldn't actually see her xpression, coz we had, as usual, being dramatic and all, turned off the lights. so, there. but she was definitely surprised, and well, i could say, nearly fell off her chair(or sofa). in quite a blur then, coz i can't really remember all that happened, we cut the cake ( yes, we) and took some pictures, which are really 38, and well, the pictures i'm going to post are really those when we are still sober.
then, instead of finishing the movie we started, we headed upstairs to --yep--karaoke!! and i really can't put the scene in words, as you can see, i'm speechless. not by the level of fun, which is really beyond imagination, but the 3838383838383838 things we did. maybe, when i'm outta my mind, i'll post the videos ( yes, someone went ahead and videoed the whole embarassing thin) up here. we atarted by singing our theme song--ah mei ah mei, which stands for wen mei, and suited her perfectly, and i think you can imagine how wild we went over that song. then we reverted to jay chow, eventually to taylor swift and then a few others and retired into my room for games.
for games, we had the sentnece game. first, (of course, at first, no one knew how it went xcept me) we put our names in a box. then any ohter ppl names in another box, whether it's a celeb's name or watever. then, a place , and an action in another. then, we had to draw one from each box and put it in a sentence. for example, Wen Yun and Neyo had a wedding in the storeroom... and Big Beauty (which is wen yi, who had the guts to claim herself so) and Mr Bean took off their clothes in the cupboard in 5sc1... conclusion is, we all had a good laugh. then we had the game MURDER WINK. it was fun, what with all the blur blur cops and the subtle murderers.
then it ended, at about 12.30 a.m. and even so, everybody was reluctant to go back (i'll take that as a sign you guys enjoyed it). and so, the dream ended. the very real dream which actually happend.
there, i really hope we have the chance to do this again before we all go on in our separate ways. this is the meaning of friends, of school, and of friendship. after graduation, well, i guess, we won't have that chace again. i think we all agree that we should have one prom night of our own right after graduation and SPM, right?
it's not actually my party. i kinda hosted it, but it was for another girl...kinda a surprise. but it was real fun. i hoped everyone enjoyed it. they sure seem that. anyway, i'm just writing so that it doesn't like, disappear from my memory.
it was on friday, the 19th of february. i hosted it for priscilla, who you might know as wen yun, whose b'day was on the 22nd. it was still CNY, you see, so it was kinda a CNY/b'day party. my parents went to school to fetch all of them, and of course it was kept a secret from P. i still cant belif she din figure it out. we were being really not subtle about the whole thing. well, whatever. we reached my home and all of them had a really embarassing--for me--tour around my house, pondering on all my childhood/idiotic/embarassing photos.
then we had dinner while my parents left the house( partly to give us our privacy). we had steamboat and were really kinda steamy, especially with all the 38 (sampat) talk, from all of us. wen mei insisted on watching a movie, and ci xin chose sorority row, which had almost everyone freaked out. can you imagine if they had saw SAW or the Omen, or whatever? anyway, i cleared up and then everybody stood by for the surprise--the cake.
P was actually quite--no offense, P, if you're reading---blur about it. she was actually singing the bday song with all the others, until she realized it was for her. i couldn't actually see her xpression, coz we had, as usual, being dramatic and all, turned off the lights. so, there. but she was definitely surprised, and well, i could say, nearly fell off her chair(or sofa). in quite a blur then, coz i can't really remember all that happened, we cut the cake ( yes, we) and took some pictures, which are really 38, and well, the pictures i'm going to post are really those when we are still sober.
then, instead of finishing the movie we started, we headed upstairs to --yep--karaoke!! and i really can't put the scene in words, as you can see, i'm speechless. not by the level of fun, which is really beyond imagination, but the 3838383838383838 things we did. maybe, when i'm outta my mind, i'll post the videos ( yes, someone went ahead and videoed the whole embarassing thin) up here. we atarted by singing our theme song--ah mei ah mei, which stands for wen mei, and suited her perfectly, and i think you can imagine how wild we went over that song. then we reverted to jay chow, eventually to taylor swift and then a few others and retired into my room for games.
for games, we had the sentnece game. first, (of course, at first, no one knew how it went xcept me) we put our names in a box. then any ohter ppl names in another box, whether it's a celeb's name or watever. then, a place , and an action in another. then, we had to draw one from each box and put it in a sentence. for example, Wen Yun and Neyo had a wedding in the storeroom... and Big Beauty (which is wen yi, who had the guts to claim herself so) and Mr Bean took off their clothes in the cupboard in 5sc1... conclusion is, we all had a good laugh. then we had the game MURDER WINK. it was fun, what with all the blur blur cops and the subtle murderers.
then it ended, at about 12.30 a.m. and even so, everybody was reluctant to go back (i'll take that as a sign you guys enjoyed it). and so, the dream ended. the very real dream which actually happend.
there, i really hope we have the chance to do this again before we all go on in our separate ways. this is the meaning of friends, of school, and of friendship. after graduation, well, i guess, we won't have that chace again. i think we all agree that we should have one prom night of our own right after graduation and SPM, right?
Saturday, February 6, 2010
NILAI
the nilai trip was by far the most interesting college visit i've ever visited. today's saturday, and also a studying day. but the whole of us 5sc 1 girls went on a trip to visit two colleges--Nilai and INTI. in Nilai, we were brought to the hospitality block to learn about --- COOKING!!! we made cream puffs, which they called choux pastry, which i think is rather classy. and we learned to make bread and butter pudding... which is really delicious... anyway, if you want more than the pics below, go to my facebook!!! and try not to be hungry when watching the pics...it's gonna be quite a task...
our "crafts"
mine is the right one in the front... beautiful, ain't it??
the chef's work... the chef worked with mariah carey, michael jackson, bill clinton, the sultan of brunei.... and many celebrities... god... envious...
top view...
explanation..
our "crafts"
mine is the right one in the front... beautiful, ain't it??
the chef's work... the chef worked with mariah carey, michael jackson, bill clinton, the sultan of brunei.... and many celebrities... god... envious...
top view...
explanation..
Saturday, January 30, 2010
AVATAR -- I SEE YOU
I see you.
yes. that'll be the sentence of the year. i know it's a bit too soon in the year to say that, but it's really really meaningful. i don't want to spoil the movie, but i just wanna say, james cameron is the greatest director ever.
i see you. i see into you, i see of you, i see onto you. respect, love, trust... there's so much in just one little sentence, and it's only three words. i dunno, but it speaks a lot. look at the movie and you'l understand.
savages. they say the Na'vis are savages. i mean, yes, i see their point--they live in trees, like animals, they communicate mostly with cries and yells. But, like the lyrics "you think i'm an ignorant savage..." the humans are more savage than the Na'vis. they kill, they murder without mercy, they destroy everything. the Na'vis respect the forest, they care and the do not murder without reason, and they definitely do not murder with pleasure. but humans... humans kill for pleasure. so, here's the real question--who is the savage? the Na'vis, or us?
i choose you. there's plenty of love, trust and innocence in this heartwarming movie. the Na'vis trust people so easily, they love, they believe. how i wish i can live in that kind of world, where there are no hate, revenge, spite, or everything of that sort. it's a wonderful thought, yes, but i believe, despite my beliefs that they do exist, i will yet get to live in that world. But i do believe.
avatar. i love the ending. i have thought they wouldn't be together, after all, they are from different worlds. but the ending, it makes this message clear--we are all the same.
we are equals.
yes. that'll be the sentence of the year. i know it's a bit too soon in the year to say that, but it's really really meaningful. i don't want to spoil the movie, but i just wanna say, james cameron is the greatest director ever.
i see you. i see into you, i see of you, i see onto you. respect, love, trust... there's so much in just one little sentence, and it's only three words. i dunno, but it speaks a lot. look at the movie and you'l understand.
savages. they say the Na'vis are savages. i mean, yes, i see their point--they live in trees, like animals, they communicate mostly with cries and yells. But, like the lyrics "you think i'm an ignorant savage..." the humans are more savage than the Na'vis. they kill, they murder without mercy, they destroy everything. the Na'vis respect the forest, they care and the do not murder without reason, and they definitely do not murder with pleasure. but humans... humans kill for pleasure. so, here's the real question--who is the savage? the Na'vis, or us?
i choose you. there's plenty of love, trust and innocence in this heartwarming movie. the Na'vis trust people so easily, they love, they believe. how i wish i can live in that kind of world, where there are no hate, revenge, spite, or everything of that sort. it's a wonderful thought, yes, but i believe, despite my beliefs that they do exist, i will yet get to live in that world. But i do believe.
avatar. i love the ending. i have thought they wouldn't be together, after all, they are from different worlds. but the ending, it makes this message clear--we are all the same.
we are equals.
Friday, January 29, 2010
photos...grossing you guys out...
here are a few shots we took during the dissection i told you bout. my cousin and i were the surgeons for the day, so you'll see a lot of us.. and the frog... see if you can detect which is the shot with the frog's testicles... ;P
p.s. the pictures' are in chronology form... from bottom up... mind this, kay???
p.s. the pictures' are in chronology form... from bottom up... mind this, kay???
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
frog... frog... FROG?!
twas a sunny monday when i crought a frog to school, heart heaving with the pain of pending separation. sigh, the frog's gonna die today. so long, my dear frog. hope you're not the prince i wanted.
yes. i killed a frog on monday, just because curiosity got the best of me. we dissected a frog, and mutated it beyond the morals of humanity. i know, i tried not to cause it any unnecessary pain, i drugged it until it's small little beating heart stopped beating.
the dissection was one of the biggest attraction i'd plan to attract members for the maths and science club, our club being almost hiding behind the skirts of others for too long. but i have to admit, even if it was cruel, it was a huge success. my club has now officially more than 40 members, better than last time.
i was so hoping it wouldn't feel any pain during the dissection, but halfway throught the dissection, it's heart started beating again. i was so scared, my guilty conscience getting the best of me, but i tried to convince myself, it was purely for educational purposes. my science geek part in me keep telling me that it can't feel a thing, that the beating of the heart is involuntary, but the writer part in me kept making up things... things.
but, looking at the beating heart, it was like a miracle. this little thing just keeps pumping till the end of the frog's life, our heart pumping till the end of our lives. i don't wanna gross you out, but even when we cut out the heart to end the frog's so-called agony, it was still pumping, even though it is no more connected to the body.
i couldn't sleep that night. i prayed for it, but deep in my heart, i knew, there's gonna be a time when i'm forced to do that again.
anyway, if i can get the pictures for the dissection, i would--i repeat-- i WOULD post it here!!! so, don't gross out and tell me waht you think!
yes. i killed a frog on monday, just because curiosity got the best of me. we dissected a frog, and mutated it beyond the morals of humanity. i know, i tried not to cause it any unnecessary pain, i drugged it until it's small little beating heart stopped beating.
the dissection was one of the biggest attraction i'd plan to attract members for the maths and science club, our club being almost hiding behind the skirts of others for too long. but i have to admit, even if it was cruel, it was a huge success. my club has now officially more than 40 members, better than last time.
i was so hoping it wouldn't feel any pain during the dissection, but halfway throught the dissection, it's heart started beating again. i was so scared, my guilty conscience getting the best of me, but i tried to convince myself, it was purely for educational purposes. my science geek part in me keep telling me that it can't feel a thing, that the beating of the heart is involuntary, but the writer part in me kept making up things... things.
but, looking at the beating heart, it was like a miracle. this little thing just keeps pumping till the end of the frog's life, our heart pumping till the end of our lives. i don't wanna gross you out, but even when we cut out the heart to end the frog's so-called agony, it was still pumping, even though it is no more connected to the body.
i couldn't sleep that night. i prayed for it, but deep in my heart, i knew, there's gonna be a time when i'm forced to do that again.
anyway, if i can get the pictures for the dissection, i would--i repeat-- i WOULD post it here!!! so, don't gross out and tell me waht you think!
Friday, January 1, 2010
New Year
and again, we bid goodbye to yet another year.
looking back at 2009, it's been an eventful--if not interesting--year. learning new things, new school stuf that i really don't like, saying goodbye, everything...
i dun really have much to say, but it's kinda sad... the new year is hhere too fast, for all of our sake...i'm 17 now, no more sweet sixteen. coming of age, there's gonna be a lot more responsibilities to come, more burdens to bear, more weight to pull me down to earth, preventing my freedom. it's weird, you know, thinking that after this year, i would be leaving for elsewhere to further my studies, assuming that i CAN further my studies, that is. it's just, after all those years of fantasizing about leaving this town, this country, these people i've come to know, that day's coming soon. frankly, i think everybody fantasizes leaving the confines of their so-called home sweet home. but when that day is right under your nose, only then you'll realise it's really home sweet home.
it's gonna be a frantic year, this i can promise you. we all have to grow up, and be tied to the chains of a routined life.
so, i'm not gonna say HAPPY new year, so, LUCKY NEW YEAR then...
looking back at 2009, it's been an eventful--if not interesting--year. learning new things, new school stuf that i really don't like, saying goodbye, everything...
i dun really have much to say, but it's kinda sad... the new year is hhere too fast, for all of our sake...i'm 17 now, no more sweet sixteen. coming of age, there's gonna be a lot more responsibilities to come, more burdens to bear, more weight to pull me down to earth, preventing my freedom. it's weird, you know, thinking that after this year, i would be leaving for elsewhere to further my studies, assuming that i CAN further my studies, that is. it's just, after all those years of fantasizing about leaving this town, this country, these people i've come to know, that day's coming soon. frankly, i think everybody fantasizes leaving the confines of their so-called home sweet home. but when that day is right under your nose, only then you'll realise it's really home sweet home.
it's gonna be a frantic year, this i can promise you. we all have to grow up, and be tied to the chains of a routined life.
so, i'm not gonna say HAPPY new year, so, LUCKY NEW YEAR then...
Monday, December 28, 2009
my sister's keeper
it's official now. I Hate Jodi Picoult. As much as i love her.
i mean, come on.
My sister's keeper was one of the few books i read ater watching the movie. i must say, the movie is really great, as in a-bucket-o'-tears great. it was really acceptable, really heartwarming. but when i went to the book, i got a shock. it wasn't great.
it was MORE than that.
ok, i know i exaggerate a lot, but really, this is one of the weird circumstances where i'm NOT actually exaggerating. the book begins with Anna's point of view. i must say, this Anna character has a way to say things that seemed insignificant at first, but when you look back at it, it meant a lot. i'd never wonder how babies were born, it's why babies are born. or something like that. when yu get to the middle part of the book, that particular sentnece, statement, whatever, makes more than a lot of sense.
for this first time, i actually prefer the movie to the book. the movie offers much more hope, it lights up with the ending. but the book? i mean, it's not really hopeless, but it's sad hope. sad sad sad hopes. i mean, yeah, it's the book title, the sister's supposed to keep the sister safe, and that's why she was born. but that doesn't mean she's not human. she feels, she thinks. but in the book, that doesn't count. that's what she is, just a sister's keeper.
the book's kinda sad. hell, it's tragic. i mean, sometimes, really, you've gotta just acept fate as it is. easier said than done, i know. but, compared to the book, i'd prefer the movie's ending. after all, it's fate. it's already been decided, as far as decided goes. the sick leaves, the healthy goes on with their life. it's... understandable. but the book?! gosh it has to make the healthy, the innocent, the kind ones die off and let the destined-to-die one live on. worse, it concludes the thing with this--i guess someone has to go, but she'd gone in my place. or something like it. i'm kinda lazy to refer to the book right now. why does this Picoult lady always HAVE to make the innocent suffer from the mistakes of the adults, the ones that think they know what's best?
i kinda feel that it connects to al of us. one thing that's obvious is to accept fate, and let go when it's time to let go. it doesn't go anywhere if you're obsessed on changing fate. sometimes, it's just, fate. destiny.
another thing, which i know most teens agress with me, and most adults don't, but come on, sometimes adults don't know what's best. like in the book. Sara keeps thinking that saving Kate is the right thing for the whole family to do, but look where they ended up. Anna died trying to free Kate from her mother mistake. sometimes, we might be wrong. sometimes, we can't know everything. and sometimes, we just gotta, you know, listen. Adults can be wrong, they might not know what's best for us. after all, it's their first time as an adult. but i'm not saying that we shouldn't listen to them AT ALL. after all, they've been in this world longer, they've seen much more than us, and --i have to admit-- sometimes, they know beter. but that doesn't mean that they know everything. sometimes they think they know, but they don't. they can't know everything that's rolling in our minds, and sometimes, when they're wrong, we must tell them, and hope that they'll listen.
i mean, come on.
My sister's keeper was one of the few books i read ater watching the movie. i must say, the movie is really great, as in a-bucket-o'-tears great. it was really acceptable, really heartwarming. but when i went to the book, i got a shock. it wasn't great.
it was MORE than that.
ok, i know i exaggerate a lot, but really, this is one of the weird circumstances where i'm NOT actually exaggerating. the book begins with Anna's point of view. i must say, this Anna character has a way to say things that seemed insignificant at first, but when you look back at it, it meant a lot. i'd never wonder how babies were born, it's why babies are born. or something like that. when yu get to the middle part of the book, that particular sentnece, statement, whatever, makes more than a lot of sense.
for this first time, i actually prefer the movie to the book. the movie offers much more hope, it lights up with the ending. but the book? i mean, it's not really hopeless, but it's sad hope. sad sad sad hopes. i mean, yeah, it's the book title, the sister's supposed to keep the sister safe, and that's why she was born. but that doesn't mean she's not human. she feels, she thinks. but in the book, that doesn't count. that's what she is, just a sister's keeper.
the book's kinda sad. hell, it's tragic. i mean, sometimes, really, you've gotta just acept fate as it is. easier said than done, i know. but, compared to the book, i'd prefer the movie's ending. after all, it's fate. it's already been decided, as far as decided goes. the sick leaves, the healthy goes on with their life. it's... understandable. but the book?! gosh it has to make the healthy, the innocent, the kind ones die off and let the destined-to-die one live on. worse, it concludes the thing with this--i guess someone has to go, but she'd gone in my place. or something like it. i'm kinda lazy to refer to the book right now. why does this Picoult lady always HAVE to make the innocent suffer from the mistakes of the adults, the ones that think they know what's best?
i kinda feel that it connects to al of us. one thing that's obvious is to accept fate, and let go when it's time to let go. it doesn't go anywhere if you're obsessed on changing fate. sometimes, it's just, fate. destiny.
another thing, which i know most teens agress with me, and most adults don't, but come on, sometimes adults don't know what's best. like in the book. Sara keeps thinking that saving Kate is the right thing for the whole family to do, but look where they ended up. Anna died trying to free Kate from her mother mistake. sometimes, we might be wrong. sometimes, we can't know everything. and sometimes, we just gotta, you know, listen. Adults can be wrong, they might not know what's best for us. after all, it's their first time as an adult. but i'm not saying that we shouldn't listen to them AT ALL. after all, they've been in this world longer, they've seen much more than us, and --i have to admit-- sometimes, they know beter. but that doesn't mean that they know everything. sometimes they think they know, but they don't. they can't know everything that's rolling in our minds, and sometimes, when they're wrong, we must tell them, and hope that they'll listen.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
the last thing i needed on earth
a cute guy in my head who refuses to go out. who happens to be the guy i once had a crush on (isn't that weird? i had many crushes, but none of them stick, coz i don reli know them) when he was in Hannah montana---LUCAS TILL!!!! i'm sure you guys remember him.
i know, i know...it's a bit late for this video, but actually, i'm no big fan of videos, so, it's considered a big thing if these videos made it to my eyes. so here is a medley of viva la vidaand love story featuring piano, cello and a drum which i love a lot!!!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Rereading Harry Potter : RE
i went to fanfic.net quite sometime ago... and i stumbled across this story written by one of the fans... it was, touching, so touching that i cursed JKRowling for making such a tragic character--snape. i dunno why, but when i read the last chapter, i cried...(more like sobbed) i really dunno why the book didn have this effect on me, but this story really had a great impact on me. anyway, there's two sides to the fan fic--harry's point of view and snape's point of view. i read snape's first, and then harry's, and it made me cry during reading the harry's POV. i dunno, i mean, having known the story, i read it from harry's view, and all the things dumbldore said to harry about snape...it just sorta clicked together.... anyway, not to bore you further, as someone beside me is hinting, here's the link to the story from Snape's POV...it's right after the sectumsempra...tissue box ready for the next, kay???http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4109309/1/Sectumsempra_Snapes_Perspective
and here's the link to Harry's POV--http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4011655/1/Sectumsempra_The_Consequences
Snape is such a poor charcter...i mean, right after i finish both the POV, i went ahead and read the death of snape, which left me sniffing and sobbing and ...well, you know the rest....
and here's the link to Harry's POV--http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4011655/1/Sectumsempra_The_Consequences
Snape is such a poor charcter...i mean, right after i finish both the POV, i went ahead and read the death of snape, which left me sniffing and sobbing and ...well, you know the rest....
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