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I don't like stereotypes. I don't like people who condemn others to being such a way, when they don't know the real deal. Its kind of degrading. You never have a chance to prove that you might be better than what people think, because that stereotype of you is already planted in their heads.

Example -- me. Although I have more guy friends compared to girlfriends, it doesn't mean that I'm some kind of attention craved slut who doesn't know boundaries. So don't condemn me to being some shitty valueless person with boyfriends left, right and center. I just get along better with guys because most of the girls in school are more interested in The Jonas Brothers, the color pink and boys, while I'm interested in bands, books, and Julian Casablancas.

So, please don't give me brands or labels. I'm just a little different, and that shred of difference makes me who I am. What's wrong with being a little more open-minded? And if any thoughts about first impressions crop up, impressions aren't exactly reality are they? That's why they're called IMPRESSions.

Pn Lau baca blog saya jugak ke?

I bought some vanilla ice cream and A&W root beers, with the intention of making myself a ciplak root beer float.
So, I got home all excited with my A&W root beers and vanilla ice-cream, got out my huge, tall glass with the weird face on it, poured myself a can, opened the ice cream tub only to find the ice cream looking like white mucus. Or to put it bluntly; shit. It looked like white, mushy shit.

So here I am, killing time by blogging about my bad ice-cream and root beer experience. What I should be doing is my Addmaths yang tak siap-siap lagi.

If Pn. Lau really does have time to read students blogs, I really die lah. Biar lah, dah kena cop tak siap homework la, kuat merayau la, banyak cakap la. One more brand wouldn't really make a difference, I guess. Haha.

The Shock of the Lightning

Very appropriate title for what happened in school today.

It was a pretty stormy morning, thunder and lightning all around. We were doing addmaths when suddenly this huuuuuuuge flash of light suddenly went off right beside us. My first thought was, "Who the eff would be taking a picture now of all times? Dah la guna flash besar, takde keje ke?" and just as I was pushing that thought out of my head, this extremely loud crack exploded right outside the class.

Then I thought "Oh, it was lightning".

For the record, I wasn't the only one who thought it was a camera flash going off. Dayah was getting ready to pose, and then the thunder cracked. Another friend who just happened to be doing something wrong at that time thought that someone was taking a picture and caught her.

So after that, everything was chaotic. The alarm bells were going off, and there were girls crying from the shock of the lightning (hehe Oasis), and everybody was coming out of the classrooms because the alarm bells were going off. But everyone was coming out of class and not going anywhere though, because we don't have lightning drills do we?

While going down, I still felt chills running down my spine. All that power coming down from the sky and so close, it felt ... awesome, haha. But that's pretty much how I would describe it, I was awed, amazed, shocked, scared, freaked out and stunned all at once. Which equals to awesome.

House of Cards

I'm gonna have a mock ASEAN exam this Monday, during recess to pick out who will actually be taking part in the real ASEAN quiz. I'm scared, I really really want to take part in the quiz, it seems like a huge opportunity. I could get the ASEAN scholarship if I do well. And it will look good on my applications if I've taken part in the ASEAN quiz. I sound like sucha nerd =.=

But as usual, Nadia le procrastinator has hardly read anything. Beri guud.

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I miss my parents throwing big birthday parties and all my cousins coming with huge presents. I miss rolling around on the bed with my brother and my dad tickling us to death. I miss the surprise Barbie dolls my mother used to buy for me. I miss those week-long sleepovers with my cousins. I miss tennis and swimming and horse-riding with my cousins. I miss dancing and singing along to the Spice Girls and the Backstreet Boys. I miss those long bike rides to the beach with my dad and brother. I miss the pride I felt when I managed to fast for a whole day. I miss the joy of finding a 1 Ringgit coin under my pillow after I lost a tooth. I miss the ridiculously simple Standard 1 work. I miss playing kejar-kejar and batu seremban in school. I miss being silly and annoying and being able to get away with it. I miss the silly handshakes my friends and I used to make up. I miss skipping school every Friday to go to KL. I miss singing the alphabet out loud and learning how to count to 10 using my tiny fingers.

Now my days are just full of papers, equations, numbers, essays and graphs. Everyday I grow further away from childhood and grow into adulthood. Where nothing is easy, everyday is a race, everything is a competition.

I miss things being simple and easy. I miss being a kid.
Well, this is life.

Weird Fishes

"Go away"
"Leave me alone"
"Stop trying so hard"
"What the heck are you holding on to?"
"Why is it so hard for you to move away?"
"Just stop please"

If I had any guts, I'd just say these things out loud.

The Scientist

Things happening in March 2009 :

1) ASEAN Quiz
2) Debate Competition
3) Term 1B exam
4) Sunburst Music Festival

Yahoo.