Hajimimaste! Watashiwa Noel desu はじめまして！私の名前はノエルです

Well hello :) Don't kill me! My parents don't really agree on me blogging. They assume its a waste of time... Its not, I know. But the problem is I would rather blog all day than do chores and stuff :P

So, I'm gonna blog about the Japanese Exchange Program.

It happened last Friday *checks calendar* 10/11/2012 :)

So, basically, it was a half day program. Students from Sapporo Shinyo High School came to our school for an interaction. It was just a very brief interaction. We had tea and lunch. And some free time. We also saw their performances. They are sooo. Adorable!

Meet my partner: Riku Sugiyama, 杉山陸. He's 16 too. He's a very nice and cute boy. Cute not as in HOT, but adorable :) He plays guitar too. And we jammed. I played him Rasa Sayang, a traditional Malaysian song, and he played me some Japanese Pop song. I sang. He sang. It was fun :)

He's quite shy. When we were playing, he was strumming the chords and I asked: 'Sing?' Then he said something in Japanese which I don't understand. Then he asked his friend to translate and his friend said: 'Riku SHYYYY.' Okay. That was so adorable :)

Oh, and I played Coldplay's Yellow. Beause I asked him what English music he listened to. And he said: 'Coldplay, Fall Out Boys, Queen...' So I played the song. And sang. And messed up the chords. And stuck my tongue out in embarrassment multiple times. *sigh*

But he seemed to enjoy it though.

So here are some random pictures. I'll just comment below, kay? *sigh* I'm such a lazy blogger :P

J-pop dance! It was very cute :D

Umm. Yeah. That's my partner. Who is a male. In a short skirt :D

I was busy INTERACTING with Riku. :P

We nabbed the Air-conditioned room :) Thanks Yi Wen! 

If you see closely, you can see me and Riku doing the exact same pose with our tongue stuck out :D 

I joined in cause no one wanted to take a picture with me, *sigh*

Behind the scenes look at the she-males :D My partner is the one squatting, I think. 

Well, we were supposed to give them gifts that represented MALAYSIA. But Mum said I shouldn't be giving random strangers presents. I argued. And there was unhappiness. So I prepared the gift at the last possible minute. And it was super lame. I gave him MALAYSIAN COINS. 1 sen, 5 sen, 10 sen, 20 sen, 50 sen and the extinct RM1 coin. I purposely searched for coins that were in the year 1997. I failed. So it ranged from 1995-1997. *sigh* I know right. SO SAD. And I put it in one of those plastic eggs (remember? The machine where you get to get toys? Yeah. I put it in that.) And I put a rolled up paper of his name. And my name. And I wrote: "'Aku Cinta Malaysia', 'I Love Malaysia' and '我爱马来西亚'" Too bad I don't know how to write Tamil.

He gave me a... Shoot. I forgot the name. But I know its called 竹蜻蜓 in Chinese. And Doraemon uses it to fly. The real thing is not so advanced and can't make me fly :P But it spins in the air. Its super cool. And he folded an origami of an airplane. Okay fine. He folded a paper airplane for me xD And he wrote his name, English and Japanese and gave it to me. Then I wrote my Chinese name and English name for him.

As they were leaving, we sent them away at the bus stop. And he dragged the roll of '我爱马来西亚' across the bus window. I was so surprised and embarrassed. I couldn't explain what it meant though. Sad.

But the happy part was, I'm still in touch with him! We chat on Twitter. Its hilarious. I barely understand his English. I suspect he uses Google Translate to translate his Japanese. And sometimes he types in Japanese so I have to rely on Google Translate. Its really cute.

Besides him, I also chat with his friends who are MY friends' partners. They're really cute too.

Its gonna strike midnight. And I guess I've said everything I wanna say.

Oh, I like the Japanese people from Sapporo Shinyo Koko High School! I hope I can visit Japan and visit them someday! :D

So... Good night! :)

Phuah Shelvin, congratulations on being the first one reading this!

Japanese-fied Angel 日本エンジェル

Happy Birthday, Babe :)

Happy birthday babe :) Although this post is one-day-late :P

I don't really wanna type lots of things (lazy!), so I'll just copy and paste stuff from places, kay?

My wish for you on Facebook:

Oh you silly girl. You're finally 16 :) As in FINALLY! You're the baby in our group and you're MY babe. Whatever your boy says :P

Oh... I've known you for so long. Getting sick and tired of your face xD
I pray that we don't EVER EVER EVER fall out EVER! I pray that we may share many many more secrets and laughter together.

We'll fight those mean people (an improvisation from b*tches, ei? x)) who stand in our way, together :)

Well what else to say?

You're getting more and more beautiful each day and I feel so happy for you ;)

Joyanne Ling, Happy Sweet Sixteenth, and please, STICK TOGETHER, LIKE, FOREVER, KAY? ♥

Ahahaha :) We so cute, right?

Well, we took lots of pictures at school... But we didn't do anything. Just lazed around :D

The birthday girlllllll

Kissy faces :*

I don't know why, my school looks beautiful here :) 

Peace and Love, Acupuncture (Y)

So... PRETTY 

Mmm.mm. Vibrant skin xD

Love this shot a lot :) They look so cute here

I just HAD to photograph the sexy legs ;)

CUTENESS OVERLOAD 

She's my baby :D

My baby got some SWAG here x) 

Nawww :) 

Shelvin: "Look at them eating KFC. Yerrrr."

Joyanne: "Yerrr. I waaaaaaaaant."

I look super cute here :D 

We are soooo adorable :) 

Thank you, Kok Ping, for stealing the cake for us :D

They're practically DROOLING 

The Dhipster! :) 

CHEEZELS :D

We then moved, to the FAN. The FAN is one, heck of a saviour :) We love the FAN.

Love this :D

The titanic shot :) 

I like this cos its weird and you can see my pimple :D

EPICNESS (Y)

FEEL THE WIND!

FAMILY PHOTO! :) *withough Ashley :P*

Oh Gawd, finally, a whole bunch of GIFs to end this post :)

Kayy. I love them to bits :)

Happy birthday babe! We produced so many of these amazing photos!!!

Hope you like my prezzies :)

Kay. Bye. Sleep. Cousins invading my house tomorrow :P

Bestie-fied Angel

Not Being a Straight-A Student

So I just went online to check my results for Finals cause my wonderfully diligent hardworking and loving form teacher asked us to do it.

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So... Its disappointing.

I failed two subjects, *gasp! shock! horror!* Moral and Additional Mathematics. I have a long story on the Moral thing (I WAS BLOODY NOT SUPPOSED TO FAIL, DAMNIT) but I have decided not to dwell on the past. I expected to fail Additional Mathematics. I hate Maths, everybody knows that. And I didn't work hard. And I hate myself for doing that. #TheWheelsOnTheBusGoesRoundAndRound

I have a jumbled mess of C's and B's. Wonderful. Hearbreakingly, I did not get an A for all my Science subjects. Not even an A-. The highest I have is a B+ for my Physics. And the worst is a C+ for my Biology. And a very sad B for my Chemistry. Oh yay.

Oh and my A's? Ugh. Don't even talk about it. I have no A's. Only 2 A-'s Sejarah (History) and Modern Mathematics and one A+, which is of course, English.

Yay I got an A+ in English. Yay me. Ugh. I don't even feel happy. I got 93% for English. Sadly. Its not the highest in class. You might laugh at me for my petty complaints and ask me to be grateful. But honestly, I AM NOT HAPPY WITH MY ENGLISH RESULTS. I lost to a boy and a girl (they both got 94%). And I simply hate the fact that they only got higher than me because they got ONE more mark in Paper II. Ugh.

Well, I promised myself that I would post my essay here. Even-though I only got 45/50 for my essay.

The Most Unusual Day

  It was a mild Sunday morning and I had just finished reading the storybook, Thumbelina. I was daydreaming about being small and having adventures of my own on the front porch steps when a slight breeze drifted past and I sneezed. 

  ''Oh Dear,'' I said to myself ''mustn't be catching a cold now, I have school tomorrow.''

So I stood up and walked into the house, to Father's workshop. Father was a doctor but he didn't use pills and modern medicine. Oh no, Father uses his self-cooked-traditional-concoctions made from herbs. He claims that modern technology medicine will only worsen your sickness. He was out scavenging for herbs in the forest today so I simply grabbed a few bottles and drank a mouthful from each.

  A nap would be nice, I thought to myself. Having no parents around the house was such a glee. I opened my bedroom door and was greeted by the sight of messiness. Mother always describes my room 'as if a bomb has exploded in it'. Well, its not my fault that my clothes are spewn all on the floor and my books seem to never be on the bookshelf, is it?

  I threw myself on the bed and shut my eyes. It was not more than a few minutes when I felt something terribly wrong. It felt as if the whole world was expanding and expanding and my body felt hot and tingly all over. What was happening? Was I dying form an unnamed case of fever? 

  I opened my eyes and was greeted by the vast celling of glow-in-the-dark stars. Was it just me or do the stars look further away? I sat up but my movement was disrupted by the mass of cloth that was before me. I felt strangely naked. Oh dear, I was naked! And my brain has just processed that it is I who has shrunk! What in the world?! 

  I stood up but tripped on my bed sheets. I then took a heart-stopping fall towards the floor of my bedroom. I surely would have had a horrific death if it had not been my dirty clothes breaking my fall. I was lucky enough to find my old doll's dress just a few paces away from me. I put it on. After all, no one likes to be naked in their own house. 

  I was pondering on what to do next when I felt something watching me. My heart beating fast, i turned around and my eyes took in the most disgusting and terrifying sight I have ever seen. It was a spider and it was as hugh as my newly shrunk body. We stared at each other for a few heartbeats, two eyes against eight. 

  My brain commanded me to flee, but my legs stood fast and refused to move. It was when the spider opened its... Claws? Jaws? Mouth? Whatever it was, I was sure that it was going to eat me with it. So, i turned and ran. I ran as quick as lightning, over the mountain of dirty clothes, towards the carpeted floor. I could feel the icky spider directly behind me. 

I was running and running when my disfunctional brain realized: 'Too late.' and that I was running to a dead corner end. I touched the merciless wooden wall, hoping for a silver of help, when I felt the spider as though it was creeping up my back. Goosebumps shivered through me as I turned to face my death.

  Its ugly face was still as ugly and it was as if I could see the hunger for kill in its eight eyes. But my eyes noticed something else. At the far right of the spider, there was a gleaming nail, almost half my shrunken height. I had no time to think. I immediately dived underneath the spider, in between its hairy legs, grabbed the nail, and speared it through its abdomen. I did not pause to watch it die but ran away as fast as I could from that dark corner. 

  I paused to rest against some of my books when I felt the wrong feeling all over again. I felt the hotness and the tingly-ness again. Was I going to shrink again? Was I going to explode? I didn't know, but I managed to get the dress I was wearing off before I trembled and fainted on the floor. 

  When I opened my eyes again, my head was near the bookshelf and I was laying stark naked again. I tried to sit up but my head hit the bookshelf. Wow, suddenly I feel so... Big. 

Had what just happened happened? I pondered as i put on my clothes which were left on the bed. Had I just shrunk, and un-shrunk? What an unusual experience this was! I peered underneath my homework table, and there it was, a dead spider, as big as my thumb, with a sliver nail speared through its abdomen. 

  I stood up and ran to the kitchen and brought out every cleaning tool I could think of. I recounted every unusual thing that had happened today. I muttered to myself as I picked up my dirty clothes from the floor, "what an unusual day..."

Well, that's it. My silly essay. I was hoping teacher got my humour, you know? The Thumbelina reference... *sigh* Whateverrrrr. She doesn't care about English. I wonder how she even became a teacher. 

I don't really like my results. And I know I have to work hard, to be the same standard as Dhipa, Shelvin and Joyanne and etc.

But just saying I'll work hard doesn't mean anything. I have to prove it. Like seriously.

This means, I won't blog much. I know. Its sad. I promised so many posts right? Yeah. I didn't do it.

All my broken promises. 

Kayy. Gotta go now.

Bye. I'll be here when I get here, kay? Don't miss me :)

Peace out :)

Disappointed In Results Angel

I Don't Know What to Put Here

Uhh. Hi? *waves awkwardly* I know. I haven't been around, and I know exams have been over for a week. And I know my Taiwan post seems to be still non-existent. *shrugs* I don't really see the point in blogging about Taiwan, actually. Cause... Well, it has been more than a month since it happened and my memory's fuzzy. Yes, you can pelt me with stones. Sorry.

But! I shall blog about what happened today. Mainly because I looked good today *evil laugh* And I went shopping! Which I didn't do all throughout exam season (3 #ASDFGHJKL WEEKS!!!). Today was a happy day :)

Okay. So I was sick throughout Thursday and Friday :( Had a random fever. Not, the happy kind. The infectious-virussy-kind. I woke up in the middle of the night and knocked on all my family member's door. Well, to tell them I'm sick of course. What? Don't laugh! I really really really was feeling weak and helpless. I spent the day sleeping and sweating. Hmm. Attractive.

So Saturday came and I was feeling better. So I agreed to go shopping! :) I needed to load up on books.

And... I dressed up :P Well I can't resist dressing up.

Oooh. I have sparkly eyes xD <-- syok sendiri mode. And I know that's a cool cap and top and bag. Hohohohoho. Jealous? 

We went to Times Square, then to Lot 10 (H&M) then finally tea at Ben's Kitchen. I am a pig. A very grateful one :)

Obviously, this post has nothing interesting and it is centered entirely on my extravagant lifestyle and a pretty photo xD Yeahh.

Oh, and my face seems sharp in that photo. I've lost weight cause of fever. But more on the 'losing weight' issue in the Majlis post, hmm?

I'm working on the Majlis Perpisahan Pengwas / Prefectorial Annual Dinner 2012 post, kay? Be patient.

Okay. Yeah. Pelt me with stones, people! xD

Hipster-fied Angel

Exams are over and I plan on blogging. Like, real soon. REALLY SOON.

Prefectorial Annual Dinner 2012 :)

Yay. Gonna blog soon. Seriously.

Going to Blog Soon Angel 

You Want Us To Burn

So. Yeah. We just had Sejarah (History) Paper 3 yesterday. And I can tell you, it was no fun sitting for 3 hours straight and writing non-stop. Even if it was an open-book-test. Even if my friends did all the research for me. Our butts were all sore and our fingers were about to fall off. Seriously. Dhipa and Phuah wrote 10 pages. I only managed 8 and a half.

Hmm. Kay. Its in the past.

Why I really wanted to blog today was because of what our dear principal said during assembly a few days ago.

He was talking about some of the usual school stuff. I was half listening and half daydreaming. Then he said: 'Saya nak cakap sikit tentang masalah Facebook.' (I want to talk a little bit on the problem on Facebook) And all of the students were like, WUHH? Attention turned on. Full blast.

He went on to say (dang, I'll just translate right away instead of typing the Malay he said. Or did he even speak in Malay? Oh dear. I forgot.): 'Recently, there is a stupid student who went and scold the teacher bad words on the Facebook.' (He really did say the Facebook!) Instant rustles of discussion in the assembly hall.

'I will print out what the student said. And I will show it to his/her parents.' he said. Disbelieving faces all around. 'How can a student write something so bad and so rude about their teacher? The teacher scold you for your own good, somemore you can scold the teacher back so rudely? Not only you didn't learn your lesson, you increased your wrongs.'

Chittering from students, not believing what's happening.

'And.' He purposely accented that single word, to shut the students up 'It has over a hundred likes.' You can practically hear the students going WHOAAAAAAAAA in their minds. Probably jealous. 'The people who like this status are stupid people too. And some more, one of them is a Prefect. The name starts with a "K". I'm going to print out the names of the people who liked it, and I'm going to paste it in front of the school, so everyone can see what you all did.'

Instant uproar.

He then went on about to lecture us about protecting the schools reputation, and how students from other school can see this.

Well, I absolutely DISAGREE with what our dear principal is doing.

I mean, why does the SCHOOL wants to control our freedom on the Internet??

Isn't the Internet a free place, where people get to voice out their opinions? Where people get to connect with other people? Where people get to gain information? Where Teenagers let out their angst?

Why does the SCHOOL have to take it away?

I get that they are unhappy because their teacher got scolded for doing something right, but that doesn't mean you can take away our freedom of saying what we want on the Internet!

And I also understand that that student has issues with the teacher, but that doesn't mean that our school is filled with swearing teens waiting to shout profanities at teachers!

I beg you, SCHOOL, don't mess with Facebook, don't mess with the Internet.

And, another thing. Why do people, especially adults, like to control what we post online?

I got into trouble countless times because of my blog. Apparently people, especially adults, aren't really happy when I say my mind. And post happy pictures of me and my friends. They say being too honest is bad. So should I like, LIE? Should I fake all my posts? Fake all my smiles?

Just stop. Just stop it. Stop controlling us. Stop controlling me. I just wanna blog what I think. Why is it so hard for the world to take it? Its just me. Its just Noel. Its just a young and hopeless Angel. Why can't you guys just ACCEPT??

Teenagers. Are. Meant. To. Let. Out. Angst. 

Just be grateful, that we're not raping people, doing drugs, and doodling on the walls.

Encik Tay Keng Lee of SMK Seri Kembangan, if you have a problem with what I wrote, sue me. 

Urgh. I'm reading back what I wrote, and I'm feeling depressed at my slowly devolving English composition skills.

Maybe they just want to watch our souls burn

Time is running out. I need to study. Finals.

Goodbye. Till we meet again.

Pissed At Over Controlling School Angel