memoirs of an EX-student

What i miss most about secondary school life would be......

1. friends.......for sure.....what is school life without friends...can't imagine my life without friends. all the times we shared in class, out of class, all the crazy and whacky stuff in class, pradeep's jokes, our impromptu singing when teacher is not in class......who could ever forget? friends especially the ixorians....it rocks to be an ixorian...we have our ups and downs but i'm glad i'm a banana.....but not forgetting friends from other classes and juniors to bully..(or not)...

2. teachers......especially those who really cared for us. i'll definitely never forget them. although some really did not leave me with very good memories..(i'm sure my friends understand who).. teachers still make school life what it is. the funny experiences together with teachers and their occasional jokes. i really appreciate them a lot. Not just the teachers who taught me but also all those who have impacted my life in some way or another.

3. CF......i love being in cf. CF has really grown a lot and has definitely come a long way. I miss all the times we, as a family, laughed and learned and joked around. All the camps and meetings were the best. I pray to God that the CF will continue to grow in every aspect.

4. I'm gonna miss going to school in cik zalilah's car. LOL.

5. I'm gonna miss every second i had with everyone in school. May it bad or good.

6. SMKBM......the best school in the world!!!!! sure there are flaws but i do not regret going to bukit mewah. I just hope others get to experience the same great time i had in SMKBM. I also hope that the school will get better and not move backwards.

I guess i just miss school( feels weird saying this)...

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Hairless but fearless (hopefully)

As most of you know by now, i've got a new look.

I was sitting with my friends studying for the second paper of biology when C came and told me that a certain teacher (let's call him X) is searching for people to be the victims. But i guess we were all busy studying until we saw X approaching. X walked passed us and stopped and told me to go behind the hall for a haircut after my biology paper. X even told a friend to remind me. I was like...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.......but of course i didn't say it out loud..kinda. But anyway, i was not happy. This was maybe one of the only times when i wished the exam would not end. coz when it ended it means i had to go cut my hair.

Okay so even before the paper ended, X was waving to a friend of mine who was also as unfortunate as me. So in the end, i went. I really wanted to say sth to X but i couldn't. Haiz..... the worst thing abt it was that i had just recently cut my hair (approximately 9 days ago). So my hair......well to me at least...wasn't exactly that long. I mean give me a break. it's not like i purposely wanted to defy the school rules.

Well, when i came home, my family was not at all happy. Like i said.....i just cut my hair. So my mum just mentioned it to a certain teacher (lets call the teacher Y) who asked X the next day. And apparently, according to X, It was all a misunderstanding. X said that when X asked me to cut my hair, X was just joking with me. What?????? Unbelievable. X had ample time to tell me X was just joking. X thought i was volunteering. Why would i want to? So i lost my hair because of a joke. Great. Just great.

Well, i planned to stay home until my hair grew back but after a while, i couldn't care less. If ppl wanted to laugh then let them laugh. At least i can bring some joy to their lives. lol.

Temporary shutdown!!!!

I'll be sitting for my trials so i don't think i'll be able to post any updates or blog posts. so for now, this will be my last post until trials are over. So i guess this is goodbye for now. But i'll be back......


SEE YOU IN SEPTEMBER ........

Insulting Insults

Here's a few comments that are kinda funny but extremely insulting.

1) Alright, the first one would be the comment "you gained weight". Just imagine coming into the class and the teacher is talking in front. When you finally take your seat, she stops(in mid sentence) and looks at you and says...."you gained weight"

2) Next up would be "you need to start dieting". Well to me, this comment is kinda offensive.

3) Next would be when someone hits you and says "adipose tissue". (For those who haven't studied biology, adipose tissue is the tissue that stores fat).

4) "what do you eat for breakfast? Coz i want to gain weight".

5) Another is when someone says that you can take his share of the food. Then someone says..."then he will be double fat."

6) When learning about fats (during chemistry), someone looks at you with a snigger. We all know why....

7) Next was when a teacher (during biology) says that when you remove your thyroid gland, you won't be able to gain weight(i think that is what she said). Then, someone looks at you smiling like it is some sort of idea.

8) When you say that you keep losing and someone says "unfortunately not your weight"

Those who said those comments, you know who you are. Lol. It's extremely insulting but its okay. It's kinda funny too.

(Pls vote at the poll section) =)

Sacrifice

'My hand trembled as i held my pendrive tightly. I knew i didn't want to do it. But i had to. I closed my eyes as i sacrificed my pendrive for the sake of the team.'

Okay...this was heavily exaggerated. It was actually the last day to hand in our magazines for the nie thingy. And due to a little miscommunication, our frontpage was not even printed yet. So we had to get permission from a teacher to use the computer lab to search the internet for the picture. But of course we had to print it out. And unfortunately, the printer in the computer lab was out of order. So the only way was to save it in the pendrive and print it somewhere else. And i was the only one with a pendrive. Haiz.

Don't get me wrong. If we were in any other place i would gladly use my pendrive (i think). The problem was that we were using the COMPUTER LAB computers which are famous for viruses. But i had to anyway. So we printed the picture in the bio lab. And everything was done just in time (i loved our magazines by the way). So, everyone lived happily ever after.

Okay....not so happy though. I scanned my pendrive in my computer for viruses and guess what? There were over a 100 detected viruses. So the antivirus spyware thingy got rid of the viruses and just to be safe i reformated my pendrive. And that was the last day my computer could be used. After that incident, my computer couldn't be turned on. Sth abt wondows being corrupted.

All my songs and documents (secretary paperwork) and pictures and photos, everything was wiped out. MY SONGS!!!!! NOOOOO!!!!! MY PHOTOS!!!! T_T. To make things worse, it was not just my documents but my brother's and mum's and not forgetting our short stories that we wrote and saved. All gone. Sad. My dad sent it to a friend who could help. He said he would try to save the documents (if it was possible) but if the virus was too bad, he would have to reformat. And guess what? It can't even be reformated. This means that we would have to get a whole new computer. There goes a few thousand dollars.

Well, i guess this shows that when we make decisions in life, we would have to be prepared to suffer the consequences. Or maybe if we have to make choices, we need to think it through because in most cases, our actions will not only affect ourselves but others as well.

But thank God, that my dad's friend was able to find some way to reformat and he said that he saved some documents or sth like that. I haven't gotten it back. I just hope everything will be fine.

Shock of a lifetime

I had an experience of a lifetime. On the 20th of June 2009, I came so close to death. Okay...maybe not that close. But it was close enough for me. It all happened during the scout campfire. I was supposed to help with the fire. All campfires must have a bonfire. So, i was asked to pour kerosene on a piece of cloth prepared for the fire to start. Just before it was time to light the flame, some wire that was prepared earlier snapped. We were frantically trying to fix it back while the speeches were being given.

Fortunately, we were able to fix it. However, when it was time to light the flame, i kinda panicked. I walked up to the middle of the 'perhimpunan' area and started to pour the kerosene. The cover or the lid of the kerosene bottle had holes in them. So i started to pour but it was kinda slow. Everyone was waiting for me. It was like you could feel everyone's eyes burning holes through your back.

To add to the pressure, people were like saying something in chinese. I was not sure if they were talking to me, asking me to hurry up or sth, i really don't know as i can't speak chinese. So i thought they were asking me to hurry up. So, i opened the lid and poured the kerosene. A little too much i guess. Then, the principal pulled the sword from the rock which was supposed to trigger the flame(the theme for the campfire was excalibur). It didn't work. The fire didn't start.

So, with my kerosene filled and coated hand, i lighted the cloth with the lighter. I just didn't think at the moment. More of i couldn't think. So when the cloth burst into flames, it was too big. I was just a few centimetres away from the cloth. I could feel the fire burst past me. My face and my hands felt extremely hot. At that time, everyone was cheering the flame on. The flame actually burst right in front of me. And my hands were filled with kerosene.

I didn't think it was such a big deal until later when i found out that i actually singed off a small part of my hair and my hand had a stinging pain. I realised that the fire had come that close to me, if not burn past me. But i was unharmed. I was fine. I really thank God for His protection over me. If not, i can't imagine what could have happened.

Dark Horse Rises

Kris Allen wins american idol!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To me, i personally think that kris deserves to win this competition. He's got a great voice and is a musical genius as well as a humble guy. It's refreshing to see someone like kris win american idol. When i first heard kris sing 'man in the mirror' i was like.....wow...this guy has a very nice voice but i never thought he would win. I was a danny gokey fan in the beginning. But after a while i felt like he didn't 'wow' me anymore. But don't get me wrong, he was still good. Just maybe he didn't blow me away as much as he blew others away. Kris on the other hand just kept on getting better and kept 'wowing' me. He has a very unique voice and i just love the way he sings.

Kris is a fantastic singer. Everytime he sings, he connects with everyone. His voice has this innocence and pureness abt it and i can feel it everytime he sings. The way he interprets songs and improvises on them is just.........amazing. kris is definitely a musical genius, someone i strive to be.

I feel happy that an underdog finally won. Throughout the whole season, everyone has been talking about adam and danny but in the end, kris emerged as the champion. It gives me hope that an underdog can rise up. So, congratulations to kris, a deserving champion. GO KRIS!!!!!

Heartache or a chance to stand up....

Today, i got scolded by a teacher and i was very affected by it. Maybe it was my fault too because i didn't pass my pen-drive to her earlier. And i didn't give her the maklumat ahli for the new students. But....these aren't my job anyway. Paperwork is supposed to be done by the secretary. And i am NOT the secretary.

She said that she was doing all the work and i was like not doing anything. I did do things for her. I ran around the school before trying to collect forms. I have done some computer work when it really isn't my job. She asked where was my responsibility. i really couldn't say anything.

Then she started to say that i can do things for the christian fellowship club but i won't do anything for her club. To me, i think i haven't done much for the CF this past few months. I feel like i have left everything to the assistant secretary and i feel bad abt it. But i am the secretary for CF and it is my job to do paperwork too. But i was not the secretary for her club.

I am actually the president and presidents have different responsibilities than a secretary. I mean, i am new at all this things too but from what i know, secretaries were the ones supposed to do paperwork. Correct me if i am wrong.

But the worst of all was when she said that she didn't think that i was a good christian. T_T
This really hurt me. She could have said that i was a lousy president or sth instead of saying sth like that. After that i just sat at my seat and drowned myself in my mathematics homework. I hope nobody noticed but my eyes were teary as i did my maths. I was really holding back tears.

It all really got me to thinking. What if she was right? What if it was all my fault, that i was lazy, irresponsible and an extremely bad president. That i couldn't get things done on time. What if i really did suck.

I guess i shouldn't let this affect me but take this chance to rise up and gain confidence. I know it'll take time to get over all that she said but i think with God's help i can do it.

An archulicious day....

For the first time in my life, i attended a concert
(wasn't a real concert. It was a showcase actually). The day before i actually gave up all hope of going coz these tickets can't be bought. They can only be won thru radio stations and newspapers and stuff. For example, flyfm. the 7th caller thru will win the tickets. I just tried and managed to get thru. I actually was talking to the DJ. So cool but i was caller number 1!!!!!

Then came my friend Mary who actually managed to win two tickets and invited me to go along. I was super excited but at the same time i felt guilty. I actually have school on that day. So i had to choose between school and the showcase ( and i have never ponteng school b4). So, that night i was getting cold feet. But i knew it was kinda like a chance of a lifetime.

We reached the sunway lagoon amphitheatre at 11.30 a.m. We thought we were early but nooooooo. The queue was extremely long. My mum and uncle went to buy food for us and on their way they found 4 tickets on the road!!! Unbelievable. But we kinda felt bad for the people who lost it (at least i did).

Well, i definitely do not regret my decision now. I had a blast! Finally, i got to see someone i admire do a live performance. his voice really soars when you hear it live. i admire his great voice, his down to earth, bashful personality and his piano playing skills. However, he only sang 6 songs and two of them were sung with the piano. It was great while it lasted but it was too short. It left me wanting more. There was no autograph session so i could not meet him in person. i really wanted to ask him a few questions and just talk.

Stage at Sunway Lagoon Amphitheatre

People crowding in the amphitheatre


I know many people may say that im like obsessed or something but i'm NOT. i just admire his voice. his voice is the kind of voice i would love to have. And he seems like a nice guy. he is just someone i look up to. Although there are some things that i do not agree with(i'm not going into the details right now).

I just wished i had been able to meet him in person. Maybe some time in the future i will be able to meet him. i will just keep hoping but anyhow i have had a great time at the showcase.

LOSER....

he was tugging at it. applying pressure. he pulled and twisted it. I could feel the pain. It hurt really badly. I screamed soo loud it went into ultrasound. He didn't care. He laughed wickedly. he didn't care. he kept pulling and pulling. And then it flew out. I closed my eyes. It was over....

That is the exaggerated version of my meeting with the dentist. Okay, he didn't like tug and pull so crazily but he did pull my tooth out. I didn't scream coz when your mouth is wide open and numb due to the anesthesia, you can't really say anything. he definitely did not laugh wickedly (he is actually really nice). But the tooth did fly out. i saw it.

Well, i had to extract 4 of my teeth. Braces. I can't imagine myself with braces. But soon, i will not have to imagine. If anyone is asking, i'm putting braces NOT for beautiful looking teeth but for health purposes (yea rite...). I mean...that is the noble explanation of it. Of course part of the reason is to have nice teeth.

I went for a haircut lately and i was telling my bro that i've been losing stuff this week. My teeth and now my hair. And he replied, " unfortunately not your weight. " So mean rite? I just hope that becoz of the braces, i would be able to lose some weight. At least.

Well, i just have one favour to ask from everyone. DON'T LAUGH. =)

Superhuman

When you don't fit in, you become superhuman. You can feel everyone else's eyes on you, stuck like Velcro. You can hear a whisper about you from a mile away. You can disappear, even when it looks like you're still standing right there. You can scream, and nobody hears a sound.

You become the mutant who fell into a vat of acid, the Joker who can't remove his mask, the bionic man who's missing all his limbs and none of his heart.

You are the thing that used to be normal, but that was so long ago, you can't even remember what it was like.

by Jodi Piccoult.


This passage really explains everything. I feel that many people don't feel like they fit in. But i think that it is just nonsense. Why do we have to be separated into groups; the 'in' and 'out'. We are all different and special in our own way. We shouldn't brand people or form clicks. Why must we divide ourselves? When there is no 'in' then there will be no 'out' and when there is no 'out' then there will be no 'in'. I know this is very subjective but this is kinda how i feel. It is something that may never change. But what i know is that we should not change just to fit in with the crowd but just be ourselves, special and unique and that is all that matters.

handcuffed and put away....

Finally the thief has been caught. Okay here's the story. i am working at the koperasi in school. we sell newspapers for extra income. so, since this year...when the newspaper came there would always be less. We couldn't figure it out. We asked the supplier (well, the teachers did...not us students but that's beside the point) and he said he gave the correct amount. So we concluded that someone was stealing them.

So, i went early on that day but the newspapers came late...so we couldn't catch anyone. But the next day....i saw, with my own eyes. He just took it and walked across the assembly ground to his class. I couldn't believe it. It was happening right in front of my eyes. So i followed him and asked his classmate for his name and reported to teacher. Cool. It feels like CSI or sth. Well, not exactly. But it was sth different.

Special thanks to my friends too for following me to the 'spy headquarters' that day.

Falling

Feels like my life's been passing by
With happiness just bein' a lie
How did I get here, where am I going?
One more day without knowing
Struggling for one more breath
As I'm drowning in a painful death
Can someone reach out for me?
In this dark and dreary sea

'Cause it seems like no one can
Hear the voice that's calling
Try to take the most I can stand
But I keep falling

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

In my isolating misery
I feel like the epitome
Of darkness and despair
Just leading onto nowhere
Will I be able to win this race?
I'm runnin' at a slow pace
Trying hard to press on
But the motivation's gone

'Cause it seems like no one can
Hear the voice that's calling
Try to take the most I can stand
But I keep falling

Oh

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

It may not have to be this way
Waiting for me they could be a new day
Maybe I can revise
And escape from the lies

I try to chase the memories away
But they haunt me everyday
I hope I get over this phase
'Cause I'm stuck inside this haze
All I need is a simple lift
Such a sweet and precious gift
So I don't lose it all before
What I have left is nothing more

There could be something more
To what my life may have in store
I'll move from where I began
Keep on pressing through to the end

falling - david archuleta

I'm sorry

I'm sorry....
I couldn't do anything...
i feel so helpless....
i wish i could have done something...
to make the pain seem painless...
to put that smile back on you face...
to pick you up when you fell...
to give you a hug or a pat on the back...
anything a friend or a brother would do...

seeing you fall made me feel terrible...
i was just a spectator...
someone from the sidelines...
unable to help...
unable to lend a hand...
unable to cushion your fall...
unable to be the friend you needed me to be....

Whatever i say or do now....
is not going to change anything...
but i want you to know....
that i'll always be there...
trying my best to be your pillar of strength...
trying my best to mend your wounds...
trying my best to be a friend...
but all i can do....
is try...

Lying abt lying

Can you lie about lying?? If you lie abt lying then you are actually telling the truth. But you can't be telling the truth when you are lying. If you lie that you were lying abt the truth then you are like lying and telling the truth at the same time because you are telling the truth abt lying which means you did lie. Right?

This question came abt when my brother and I were discussing sth. So we had a little confusing talk abt it. =)

Tips on how to NOT become the class monitor

1. Use the i'm-so-busy technique. Tell the teacher a list of societies and games and stuff that you
have joined with all your poses. Look like your under a lot of stress. It helps.
2. Use the pls-oh-pls technique. Give your teacher your cutest and nicest puppy look. This
technique only works if you look cute. If not, then don't bother. =)
3. Use the you-can't-force-me technique. This is more 'radical' as compared to the others. This
technique means you just abandon your work and don't do anything. I don't recommend you
use this technique.
4. Use the pity-me technique. When in class, look sad and depressed like the whole world just died.
Hopefully, your teacher will notice and give some sympathy.
5. Use the replacement-no-jutsu technique. Find someone who is willing to take the job. If there is
no one, then just force someone. =)

PS: try the polls on which do you think is the most effective.

Haircut Rule..........

As all mewahan's know, our school "loves" our hair very very much. They recently had a spot check and without warning left almost half the school looking like monks. To me, i feel that the rules on our hair is ridiculous. They are impractical and wastes a whole lot of time.

First, the rules say that the hair at the back cannot be lower than the earlobes. How ridiculous is that? Dont they know that everybody's hairline is different. Some grow longer down to the neck and some dont. They can't expect everyone to look the same. I feel like they are trying to make us look like robots.

But i dont understand why they are giving so much attention to how we look. I feel that our hairstyles wont affect our studies at all. Okay, there should be some guidelines but i think as long as we look neat then it should be fine. But NOOOOOOOOOOO. Our principal says that we are full time students and we should not look fashionable. What is wrong with being a fashionable student??

Then, a discipline teacher said that some parents defend their child. He says they seem to love their child's hair more than their studies. But to me, it looks like the school cares more abt hair than studies. They take a whole day to shave the students' hair and making them miss lessons. Why dont they go see if the teachers are teaching properly? Or whether the students are having any difficulties?

Haiz. I guess I just have to get through it for another year.