YLDP here I come!!!!!!

Ok. I'm so excited. I'm currently packed and ready... ^^

For those who are concerned about my health, my ear is getting better. It was just an inflammation after all. I'm taking my medicine as the doctor odored.

Anyway, nothing about my ear. I just saw Twilight: New Moon!!!!!!!!

All thank to my BFF's, I couldn't bitch out with them. First, J went to watch it with her family!!!!! OMG!!! How could you do this to me, J??!!!

And then, I decided to go out with S and A. That was the original plan anyway.

BUT

They decided to go on the specific day that was my mother's birthday. And the scout cooking competition... And a wedding...

Just as I said. PACKED

Anyway. As they were out, I decided to find my other friend, in church, M. Then, she said our plan failed cuz she was gonna watch it with her classmates anyway. Traitor!!!!

So I went out with my family friends.

The movie was not as good as I expected but it contained a whole lotta abs~

Edward was hot. Jacob was hot. Bella was beautiful. Typical. I read the book already. So there were a lot of cuts. It was slightly weird.

But the movie was ok. I liked it.

Tomorrow's the camp as I've just said. Can't sleep....

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz~

I feel so weird??!!

Yesterday.

I woke up to my alarm clock for scouts cuz there was a backwoods cooking competiton. It was very important. Or so they said.

Anyway, I woke up. And then, my right ear felt sore. I thought nothing of it, since it didn't look bad.

So I went to scouts. Had a terrific time there. An egg exploded.

Today.

I woke up feeling worse. Mainly I was in my aunt's apartment with the air-cond blowing straight into my face. The place was absolutely packed with dust too. I had a headache. Plus, waking up to an empty house is not a good thing.

Then, I went to Midvalley and The Gardens with family plus cousins.

This was when the pain was starting to get me. When I woke up it felt sore when i touched it but now it felt iriitating. There was a strange emptiness to it. This was when I told mum. She freaked out, of course. She started fussing over me. It was quite good attention, actually.

When we got back home, I started feeling lightheaded and kinda feverish. But I didn't have a temperature (thank God). My head is really dizzy now. Even after the medicine.

URGHHHHHH!!!!!! God, I pray to thee. Please , Lord, please! I can't get sick!!! I have a camp at Cameron Highlands with J!! It's a church camp...

HAIZ

Now, my hopes are all on the doctor tomorrow to not diagnose a terrible disease...

Continue??

Ok. I've been hacking my brains out and can't find a story line for my stupid crap story... *sigh* I'm so retarded...

I'll try my best. Here goes~

I used my 'reserved for teachers' innocent eyed look on her. Too bad it didn't work. My sharp eyes couldn't help noticing a speck of spinach stuck in her crooked, yellow teeth. I hadn't had the chance to describe her yet.

She was about in her fifties, and had grey hair. Obviously it was tied up in a bun. She was wearing the most horrid prehistoric clothes I've ever seen. An shapeless gray blouse with an orange plaid skirt. My eyes hurt at the sight of her every Geography period.

My ears hurt too as she repeated her question: 'I want an accurate answer. Miss Ng' I really had no idea why she emphasized on my name.

I had to use my brain for a glorious getaway...

'Um...' I started. My eyes darted to the open book page of my bestie sitting next to me. 'Ah. It's at !@#$%^&&***()_+' I said out the accurate answer.

You could see the anger through her "magnifying" glasses.

I smiled to myself. I winked at J sitting next to me. She winked back.

To be continued...

stress....

I think I may be starting to hate scouts. It's so annoying.

Ok. So I took a picture with K. SO WHAT??!! I mean, it's not like I slept with him or something.

Yeesh. He was my best friend, for God's sake. Now, he doesn't even looks me in the eye. The embarrassment was overwhelming. It's so unfair. I hate them all.

Yes. I know it's just some stupid joke to keep them entertained. But still... *sigh* I can't believe a picture ruined our friendship...

What to Do??

What to do, what to do...

I have nothing to write in my blog...

I guess i'll just have to write a load of crap to bore you guys to death.





Tick tock, tick tock...

I stared at the silver clock in my classroom. As usual, Mrs Greene was standing in the classroom gabering something about the beautiful trees, the perfect mountains, the imacculate beaches... And as usual, I was not paying attention. My full attention was centered at the slowest clock in the whole world.

Tick faster!! Tick faster!!, I begged the clock. 'Miss Ng. Will you please tell me where is the driest place in the peninsular Malaysia.

I groaned inwardly but smiled up sweetly at her and stood up. 'Well...' I glanced quickly at my opened text book. Unfortunately, it was on a page about man-made lakes. Uh Oh. I smiled up at her again, cleared my throat and said:'Mrs Greene, I can't believe you're asking me this question. This is so easy even a kindergarden child could answer this. Obiviously, the driest place in Peninsular Malaysia is in ummmmmmm... The south of Malaysia.'

'I want an accurate answer. Miss Ng' she smiled up evily at me.

Guess what will happen??

Do I Suck That Bad?!

This has been my tenth entry and still noone is reading my blog...

Am I destinied to be followerless?? Or is it just that my blog sucks like hell??

I hate myself!!

Music

This is my guitar. Igot it as a birthday prezzie. I love it SOOOOOOOO much!!!!!

Its a classical guitar though. It would be real cool if i get an electric guitar. But have you seen the price of one??

It takes up two years++ of my allowance... *sob sob*

I must be filthy rich to have one... Espeacially those heavily customized ones... *drooool~*

Well, one can dream!

Followers

I suck. Seriously. Have you ever seen a person following his/her own blog?? Well i do. Probably cuz i'm doing it myself...

HAIZ...... It's so pathetic!

I'm doing it cuz nobody wants to read my blog. I followed my brother's blog out of forcement. He said if i follow his blog, my blog will be known.

YEAH RIGHT!!!

It's been weeks now and no one even looked at my blog for God's sake.

SPOTCHECK!!!

SPOT CHECK. What does that word mean to you?

If your a good student, you'll probably say it's to catch out all those *ahem* low lifes. On the other hand, if you're a 'cool' student you would think that it's for those good for nothing prefects, or as in my school doggies, or, more commonly known as pengawas.

Well, I'm one of those 'good for nothing' prefects. And, we had a spot check today.

I didn't got asked to help. It was kinda a coincidence. There i was, coming out of the staffroom, after asking teacher for confirmation whether we are going to have PJK or in English, P.E.. The teacher said we didin't. So my prefect friend and I came out of the staffroom. We were just talking about how are we supposed to tell all my classmates when we bumped into the teacher. The teacher immediately pointed out my untidy uniform(my tie is always loose with an open button). I blurted out that we had PJK for later and we were on our way to change our clothes. (Quick thinking huh?)

She then said: "Okay, you can skip that class. We'll need you now." She then ushered me and my friend into the staffroom where a group of prefects were already in a circle. I distinctively heard a word-- spot check which cleared the fog in my head.

A spot check! Mega exciting!!

The teacher started briefing us. She told us that we were to go in in small groups and she was gonna lock the whole block up. It was Block E. The worst block in the whole school. All the students there were bad... at least they think they are. They are just lame people who think they are bad and cool.

But we were too late. They saw us in one group and the message was on. The whole block was in frenzy. Even the teachers couldn't control them. They couldn't stop them from hiding their stuff.

The first class i went in was quite okay. Probably because I was more inexperienced. I didn't look closely enough. I kinda regretted a lotta things that i didn't confiscate. HAIZ... I can't change what happened.

Anyway, as I got to the worst class in school, things got b-a-d. We were more experienced now, so there were more unhappy faces. And I kept being scolded: "Stop it!!! Give it back!!!" My reply was always: "Do you think I actually like making people unhappy?!" They always shut up after that.

Then one sluttish lard came to snatch her bag away from me as I was checking it. She said: "One of you dogs already checked my bag!!! Get your paws OFF my bag!!! Why do you keep checking my stuff?? Get OFF!!!" I was shocked and my pride was hurt. I said back with as much venom as I could manage: "Sorry, OK??"

What a load of low-lifes. If you have nothing to hide, why so damned afraid?? Even if you dare to bring your hand phone, you should be able to take what you deserve...

Anyway, it was kinda a success...

BITCHES!!!!!

BITCHES... My school is so full of them...

UUURRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!! I hate my school!!!! It's so annoying......

Once, i bumped into a bitch. Well, thecnically, she's a girl but... she has an *ahem* boyish edge... so... i'm not sure i'm supposed to call her a bitch or a son of a bitch......

Anyway, I was chatting with my pals and was not looking where i was going so bumped into her and i immeadiatly said sorry. I really meant it. It's not like i did it on porpose. And i am not the kind of person who demands an aplogy when we're not even sure who did it.

I was like: "Oh my God, sorry, sorry, sorry!!!"

And that bitch just glared at me walked away. As she was walking away, she told another bitch in hakka (It's like their 'cool' language in school... which just makes them sound and look mega cheap): " That girl can't even look where she's going! I hope her whole family gets cursed!!!" when she thought i was out of earshot.

WTF???!!! i just bumped into you for gods sake!!!! It's not like I wrecked anything off you!!! I was so angry, i immeadiately turned around and said loud enough for the people around her to hear: " BITCH"

Nothing happened.

My pals around me were staring at me, wide-eyed. They speak good english so they understand whats going on. But obiviously, she didn't understand that word.

I was actually quite dissapointed that she could'nt understand that word. (Yes, the people in my school are so retarded they don't know that simple word... See why I hate my school??!!)...

If she did understand... i would probably be sitting in the disipline teacher's plastic chair with him thinking that I needed counseling...

Too Bad!!!

Holidayz....

OMG... Holidays are gonna be over... I don't believe it... It was such a dull holiday... besides Bangkok off course.

Bangkok was great. It was not hot (hey it rhymes). It was a bit cloudy actually. Ok, fine, it rained. I would love to show you guys my pics but i'm way too lazy to upload the photos... Maybe next time...

Nothing interesting happened during the holidays. That is, like, a fact or something.

Some of you guys are probably wondering why and how in the world am i writing on my blog when i told every one it died.

I saved it.

It happened on a dark stormy night. I was about to send my blog to the creamation centre when it's coffin started to bang and rattle... The creamation guy heard and ran away. In fact, everyone at the creamation centre ran away...

Except for me.

I took a step closer to he noisy coffin and prised it open with my penknife. I wasn't thinking straight at that time.All I wanted to do was to find out what the hell was inside the coffin. Thoughts of zombies and ghouls never crossed my mind.

As I prised open the coffin... something started to rise slowly... It was moaning and groaning... I reconized with fascinated horror it was my poor blog. It was trying to tell me something but all I heard was:"I ... see... you..."

I was confused and scared at the same time. I see you?? Why the hell did it say that to me? Off course I see it. My brain started to whirr... I see you.... I see you... What in the world did it bloody mean?? Was it a secret code? Was it a will?? Urghhh!!! Somebody help me!! God! I need a doctor.

I stooped. I thought. I had the answer. 'I See You'='ICU(Intensive Care Unit)'. My blog needed the hospital! That was what it was trying to say!!!

I immeadiatly whipped out my mobile phone ane called the ambulance. As we arrived at the hospital, I asked the doctor why did they tell me that my blog was dead. The doctor looked sheepish. He started rambling away in science. I glared at him with full venom. He went pale and told me the truth.

He said when i sent my blog to the hospital, i told them it was dying. So they just gave him a shot(I mean those medical ones) to quicken up it's death. But what they gave him was a shot for sleeping. They didin't even check furthermore. Just showed me my poor blog's corpse and told me it was dead. They didin't know that itwould loose it'suse so fast...

They are soooooo dead. I'm soooo gonna sue them till their pants drop.

And this was how I saved my dear blog.

THE END

OMG

OMG. My blog died.... It's so sad... I haven't touched it since Chirstmas for God's sake...

Wow... That's so damn long... It's a wonder it hasn't rot.... Yet...