Do you really understand me? Though we’ve been with one another for years, do you really understand me? I guess not. Because, if you do, you wouldn’t say anything that will hurt me. But, somehow, you manage to during most of our meetings. Sad isn’t it? how can I tell you to stop without hurting you back?
this is so random. sigh, i really cannot seem to write anything decent these few days. maybe sudah 'mo xing' sad isn't it? haha.
i gt my retainers!!! cannot talk properly. hate it!!!!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
A Parody
this was something i wrote a few weeks back.>>>>>
ROMEO & JULIET PARODY
1. Juliet walks out to the balcony, awaiting for her Romeo(s) to arrive to their nightly meetings.
2. Hearing sounds coming from the bush, she calls out for him: Romeo? Are you there?
3. Hearing that, he replies: girl ar, who are you talking to? I’m over here, not at the bush.
4. J: Oh, my apologies’
5. Juliet starts: O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or if thou wilt not but be sworn my love, *long pause* er, I forgot what come next.
6. Narrator: ‘gosh this Juliet is hopeless, isn’t she?’
7. R: ‘yes she is and I’m outta here’
8. N: ‘Romeo just ran away!’
9. J: ‘there goes another one. Narrator, tell Romeo 2 to come in’
10. N: ‘yes Juliet. Romeo 2, you’re on’
11. R2: ‘yes! I’m here. Romeo 2 to the rescue!’
12. N: ‘ok, let’s start from the beginning. Places everyone’ ( Juliet and Romeo 2 get into position)
13. *repeat 1 and 2
14. R2: ‘yes, I am here’
15. R2: ‘Juliet, what are you doing up there? Hurry up and come down so that we can elope’
16. J: ‘no, you come up. You’re the guy, you’re suppose to come and get me.’
17. R2: ‘ I said I can’t!’
18. J: ‘my legs hurt because of my heels. You come up’
19. R2: ‘I can’t really go, my knees hurt too much to climb stairs’
20. J: ‘I’ll let my hair down’
21. R2: ‘it’s still too hard to climb up, I have arthritis.’
22. J: ‘what kind of guy are you? Cannot even climb stairs and hair. And why do have arthritis at such a young age?
23. R2: ‘I’m lactose intolerant so I can’t drink milk. Why do you think I’m so short in the first place? Come down, Juliet. Make things easier for the both of us.’
24. N: ‘my, my, Shakespeare just fainted seeing what his masterpiece have become over the centuries’
25. R2: ‘Mr. Narrator, this is the 21st century. We do things differently in this era. Men don’t wear puffy pants anymore and apparently the ladies(referring to Juliet) can’t even come down to greet her boyfriend’
26. J: ‘hey, I can say the same thing about you. Can’t even climb up stairs to get your girl.’ Juliet scoffs at Romeo 2.
27. R2: ‘that’s it, I can’t work with this girl anymore. I’m sorry Sir Shakespeare and Mr. Narrator, but, Romeo and Juliet are breaking up! And there’s nothing you two can do about it.’
28. N: ‘yes there is. It is clearly stated here in the last act, last scene that Romeo and Juliet were together even during death. Meaning, you can’t break up until the show’s over.’
29. J: ‘darn it. does that mean I’ll have to work with him until the end of the show?’
30. N: ‘yes. And no more complains. Now get back into position and start from the beginning!’
31. R2 and J: ‘yes boss.’
32. N: *smirking* ‘it’s good to be the boss sometimes’
33. Sir S: ‘as if, I’m the real boss around here and don’t you forget it, Mr. N’
34. N: ‘oh, boss, you’re awake, *nervous laugh* of course you are. *nervous laugh* now let’s get on with the show’
so what you guys think? epic fail in attempt to write comedy? i think i failed...miserably
ROMEO & JULIET PARODY
1. Juliet walks out to the balcony, awaiting for her Romeo(s) to arrive to their nightly meetings.
2. Hearing sounds coming from the bush, she calls out for him: Romeo? Are you there?
3. Hearing that, he replies: girl ar, who are you talking to? I’m over here, not at the bush.
4. J: Oh, my apologies’
5. Juliet starts: O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or if thou wilt not but be sworn my love, *long pause* er, I forgot what come next.
6. Narrator: ‘gosh this Juliet is hopeless, isn’t she?’
7. R: ‘yes she is and I’m outta here’
8. N: ‘Romeo just ran away!’
9. J: ‘there goes another one. Narrator, tell Romeo 2 to come in’
10. N: ‘yes Juliet. Romeo 2, you’re on’
11. R2: ‘yes! I’m here. Romeo 2 to the rescue!’
12. N: ‘ok, let’s start from the beginning. Places everyone’ ( Juliet and Romeo 2 get into position)
13. *repeat 1 and 2
14. R2: ‘yes, I am here’
15. R2: ‘Juliet, what are you doing up there? Hurry up and come down so that we can elope’
16. J: ‘no, you come up. You’re the guy, you’re suppose to come and get me.’
17. R2: ‘ I said I can’t!’
18. J: ‘my legs hurt because of my heels. You come up’
19. R2: ‘I can’t really go, my knees hurt too much to climb stairs’
20. J: ‘I’ll let my hair down’
21. R2: ‘it’s still too hard to climb up, I have arthritis.’
22. J: ‘what kind of guy are you? Cannot even climb stairs and hair. And why do have arthritis at such a young age?
23. R2: ‘I’m lactose intolerant so I can’t drink milk. Why do you think I’m so short in the first place? Come down, Juliet. Make things easier for the both of us.’
24. N: ‘my, my, Shakespeare just fainted seeing what his masterpiece have become over the centuries’
25. R2: ‘Mr. Narrator, this is the 21st century. We do things differently in this era. Men don’t wear puffy pants anymore and apparently the ladies(referring to Juliet) can’t even come down to greet her boyfriend’
26. J: ‘hey, I can say the same thing about you. Can’t even climb up stairs to get your girl.’ Juliet scoffs at Romeo 2.
27. R2: ‘that’s it, I can’t work with this girl anymore. I’m sorry Sir Shakespeare and Mr. Narrator, but, Romeo and Juliet are breaking up! And there’s nothing you two can do about it.’
28. N: ‘yes there is. It is clearly stated here in the last act, last scene that Romeo and Juliet were together even during death. Meaning, you can’t break up until the show’s over.’
29. J: ‘darn it. does that mean I’ll have to work with him until the end of the show?’
30. N: ‘yes. And no more complains. Now get back into position and start from the beginning!’
31. R2 and J: ‘yes boss.’
32. N: *smirking* ‘it’s good to be the boss sometimes’
33. Sir S: ‘as if, I’m the real boss around here and don’t you forget it, Mr. N’
34. N: ‘oh, boss, you’re awake, *nervous laugh* of course you are. *nervous laugh* now let’s get on with the show’
so what you guys think? epic fail in attempt to write comedy? i think i failed...miserably
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Memories Remembered
Years we spend in the classroom, what were we doing exactly in there? I can’t help but wonder after all these years. It seemed like only yesterday I was joking and playing around with my classmates in 5Sc1 and today I’m in college. What was the memorable years in school? Let’s find out, shall we?
I can say that either form 2 or form 5 was my best year in secondary. I think partly because during those two years, I was reunited with friends which I have not been classmates with for a long time. I made new friends during those years, friends which I can depend on when I needed help and friends which can lend me their ears when I needed someone to talk to. Ah, good times, good times.
As for the worst, I would have to say standard 3 of primary. Why you may ask? Well, you can thank a certain someone in that class. Never failed to make me miserable for that whole year. And what’s worst, after I thought I could escape being classmates with the fellow, I ended up being the fellow’s classmate for the majority of secondary. Sad isn’t it? how I loathe the fellow’s presence in class. One of my friends actually describe a day in which she was absent from tuition class as ‘World Peace Day’. The whole class cracked up upon hearing the comment!
I know this is rather short but I’m still not in the mood to write yet, and I don’t know why. It’s been almost one whole month since I wrote a decent post or one-shot. I hate this! Inspiration, hurry up and find me!
I can say that either form 2 or form 5 was my best year in secondary. I think partly because during those two years, I was reunited with friends which I have not been classmates with for a long time. I made new friends during those years, friends which I can depend on when I needed help and friends which can lend me their ears when I needed someone to talk to. Ah, good times, good times.
As for the worst, I would have to say standard 3 of primary. Why you may ask? Well, you can thank a certain someone in that class. Never failed to make me miserable for that whole year. And what’s worst, after I thought I could escape being classmates with the fellow, I ended up being the fellow’s classmate for the majority of secondary. Sad isn’t it? how I loathe the fellow’s presence in class. One of my friends actually describe a day in which she was absent from tuition class as ‘World Peace Day’. The whole class cracked up upon hearing the comment!
I know this is rather short but I’m still not in the mood to write yet, and I don’t know why. It’s been almost one whole month since I wrote a decent post or one-shot. I hate this! Inspiration, hurry up and find me!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
You
Do you miss updating this? You haven’t touched it since the results were out last week. This is the longest period of time you haven’t updated your blog. Been having writer’s block again? You must hate it a lot, don’t you? Not only can you not write your posts, you also can’t even write a decent one-shot without deleting the whole thing and start over.
You’ve been very busy these past few days. Ever since the results were out, you’ve been constantly reminded with reminders to fill in application forms for scholarships. It really is a hassle when you have 3 assignments sitting there waiting for you to complete them, since you put them aside to study for your mid-terms. Now that you finally have time to tend to the assignments, another task appears and deprives the assignments of your attention. You feel really stressed out about it, don’t you? Yet, you have no one to turn to during times like this.
You are a loner, a loner in a little room, finding companionship in an unanimated object, your laptop. It has been your best friend ever since stepping out of the house. It was there when you needed somebody to talk to. It was there when you needed some cheering up. You poured all your emotions into the Word document and after you’re done, one last look and all is deleted. You feel better, having ranted out all your feelings into the machine.
Do you miss your high school friends? A question which you find it hard to answer. Well, do you? You’re not sure. You have mixed feeling meeting them every now and again. Do you want to meet them or do you have to meet them, for old time’s sake? So? Do you want to or have to? Perhaps a little bit of both.
You need to rest now. All this stress is not good for you. You’ve been such a happy-go-lucky person in the past, what changed? Was it the environment? The people? Or perhaps, you’re just entering another phase in life where you start to feel like this. You shouldn’t wear that smiling mask anymore, it’s not healthy. No one in this world really smiles that much, so you don’t have to either. But you can’t help it, it’s not your personality to show everyone your feelings. You prefer to keep it inside until when you can’t take it anymore, you let everything out to the person you feel most comfortable with. You need to start showing your emotions more rather than just hiding them inside. That’s not healthy either.
When will you change, my dear girl?
Even I don’t know, and I’m you.
You’ve been very busy these past few days. Ever since the results were out, you’ve been constantly reminded with reminders to fill in application forms for scholarships. It really is a hassle when you have 3 assignments sitting there waiting for you to complete them, since you put them aside to study for your mid-terms. Now that you finally have time to tend to the assignments, another task appears and deprives the assignments of your attention. You feel really stressed out about it, don’t you? Yet, you have no one to turn to during times like this.
You are a loner, a loner in a little room, finding companionship in an unanimated object, your laptop. It has been your best friend ever since stepping out of the house. It was there when you needed somebody to talk to. It was there when you needed some cheering up. You poured all your emotions into the Word document and after you’re done, one last look and all is deleted. You feel better, having ranted out all your feelings into the machine.
Do you miss your high school friends? A question which you find it hard to answer. Well, do you? You’re not sure. You have mixed feeling meeting them every now and again. Do you want to meet them or do you have to meet them, for old time’s sake? So? Do you want to or have to? Perhaps a little bit of both.
You need to rest now. All this stress is not good for you. You’ve been such a happy-go-lucky person in the past, what changed? Was it the environment? The people? Or perhaps, you’re just entering another phase in life where you start to feel like this. You shouldn’t wear that smiling mask anymore, it’s not healthy. No one in this world really smiles that much, so you don’t have to either. But you can’t help it, it’s not your personality to show everyone your feelings. You prefer to keep it inside until when you can’t take it anymore, you let everything out to the person you feel most comfortable with. You need to start showing your emotions more rather than just hiding them inside. That’s not healthy either.
When will you change, my dear girl?
Even I don’t know, and I’m you.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
11.3.2010
The nerve wrecking day has finally arrived and now is on its way towards the end. The day we collect our results slip. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make it back to Sitiawan to personally collect my results from the teachers-in-charge.
I received a call from my mom earlier today at around 9am++. She told me I got 10As 2Bs. I was obviously happy that I got 10As first of all, then I was also sad that I didn’t get straight As like most of my friends. I’ve never gotten a B before for public exam and this is definitely a first, and I have 2 Bs. *ish* I’m still not very happy about that. Never mind, I’ve decided to be grateful about it instead of moping around since it’s still considered quite good. Or is it?hmm…haha
Thanks for all the congrats wished! And congratulations to all!!!! Let us continue our strive for better results and continue the famous kiasu culture!
everyone, FIGHTING!!!!! GAMBATE NEH!!!
I received a call from my mom earlier today at around 9am++. She told me I got 10As 2Bs. I was obviously happy that I got 10As first of all, then I was also sad that I didn’t get straight As like most of my friends. I’ve never gotten a B before for public exam and this is definitely a first, and I have 2 Bs. *ish* I’m still not very happy about that. Never mind, I’ve decided to be grateful about it instead of moping around since it’s still considered quite good. Or is it?hmm…haha
Thanks for all the congrats wished! And congratulations to all!!!! Let us continue our strive for better results and continue the famous kiasu culture!
everyone, FIGHTING!!!!! GAMBATE NEH!!!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Sigh
I can’t say exactly how I’ve been for the past few days. Seems as though I have abandon this page hasn’t it? I’ve been experiencing something called ‘writer’s block’. It happens to people sometimes, and now it’s my turn. The authors at the forum called it writer’s block because they suddenly ran out of things to write or in another words, seem to have lost interest in what they were writing before. Hence, leaving many stories to be left under hiatus or abandoned.
Somehow I’ve been feeling moody these few days, perhaps it’s that time again. Or perhaps I’m finally feeling the pressure of taking results this Thursday. Who knows? I myself don’t know the answer. Or maybe the little town of Kampar is finally taking its toll on me.
Little town, little quite village
Everyday like the one before
It really does feel like that. My life has become very routine. Every day, wake up at 6, wash up, breakfast, check mail, procrastinate for a while online and go to class. Then, come home at 4pm or later, make Milo, bath, procrastinate online until dinner, which is at 6pm most of the time. After dinner, bathe and do homework/revision and go to bed. Repeat until Friday.
Boring isn’t it? I’ve gotten used to it by now.
This is really random but I’m hungry right now.
Somehow I’ve been feeling moody these few days, perhaps it’s that time again. Or perhaps I’m finally feeling the pressure of taking results this Thursday. Who knows? I myself don’t know the answer. Or maybe the little town of Kampar is finally taking its toll on me.
Little town, little quite village
Everyday like the one before
It really does feel like that. My life has become very routine. Every day, wake up at 6, wash up, breakfast, check mail, procrastinate for a while online and go to class. Then, come home at 4pm or later, make Milo, bath, procrastinate online until dinner, which is at 6pm most of the time. After dinner, bathe and do homework/revision and go to bed. Repeat until Friday.
Boring isn’t it? I’ve gotten used to it by now.
This is really random but I’m hungry right now.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Oh! M. Gee
It’s been a while since teacher told me this one particular line. Actually, it’s been a very long while since I last heard it. I’m not criticizing anyone here, I’m going to clarify that I’m just stating my opinion on this particular matter. So, in any case that you feel offended reading this, I apologise in advance.
Where was I? right, we had a listening test last week. The recording used was really bad if you asked me. It wasn’t clear and the speaker had some sort of an accent. I think it’s a computer generated text. It sounded too professional to have been read by the lecturers. Not that I’m saying the lecturers aren’t good but the American or British accent gives it away. The recording was muffled, as what our lecturer described it to be. We can’t really hear it properly. You can barely make out the words the person is mumbling in the recording, especially in the last text.
The test is 30marks and 15% in total. I got 23/30 making it 11.5/15. It came to me as a surprise when the lecturer said,
‘I think you got the highest in the class’
I was dumbfounded for a moment in front of the class. Unfortunately, my friends overheard it and I couldn’t get away from it for a short while.
‘Wah, you got the highest’
‘See your paper’
‘Wah, your score so high’
I could only say the following words while trying to hide my paper,
‘aniya, aniya’
I replied in Korean but I think they understood what it meant. I’m just not used to it yet. It’s quite hard for me to accept that I’m top cause after being in a class filled with smart people and not being top since primary, it’s quite hard to accept the sudden shift in position.
Where was I? right, we had a listening test last week. The recording used was really bad if you asked me. It wasn’t clear and the speaker had some sort of an accent. I think it’s a computer generated text. It sounded too professional to have been read by the lecturers. Not that I’m saying the lecturers aren’t good but the American or British accent gives it away. The recording was muffled, as what our lecturer described it to be. We can’t really hear it properly. You can barely make out the words the person is mumbling in the recording, especially in the last text.
The test is 30marks and 15% in total. I got 23/30 making it 11.5/15. It came to me as a surprise when the lecturer said,
‘I think you got the highest in the class’
I was dumbfounded for a moment in front of the class. Unfortunately, my friends overheard it and I couldn’t get away from it for a short while.
‘Wah, you got the highest’
‘See your paper’
‘Wah, your score so high’
I could only say the following words while trying to hide my paper,
‘aniya, aniya’
I replied in Korean but I think they understood what it meant. I’m just not used to it yet. It’s quite hard for me to accept that I’m top cause after being in a class filled with smart people and not being top since primary, it’s quite hard to accept the sudden shift in position.
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