Making rainbows

I baked rainbow cupcakes today. :D

Got the idea last week while surfing on Deviantart. Someone had made a layered cake with all the colours of the rainbow and covered it in blue icing and fluffy white cloud shapes. So when you cut up the sky, you got a rainbow inside. It was gorgeous. So Mama and I attempted it this morning.

Our tools.

Step 1: Violet.

Step 2: Yellow. Hehe. Sri Aman colours.

Step 3: Orange.

Step 4: Blue.

Step 5: Pink. It was supposed to be red. But I put too little colouring.

Step 6: Green.

Last layer is normal cupcake-y colour.

Baking!

Success!

Every cupcake cup has a different rainbow pattern on it. So awesome.

How do you like your cupcake icing?
With chocolate sprinkles ...

Rainbow sprinkles ...

Or both? Hehe.

I'll be bringing what's left of the batch next week to college. I tried to rescue as many as I could, 'cause my siblings sort of ... didn't stop coming to the kitchen to grab a piece. Haha.

Ps. Went to MPH warehouse sale again. Geehee. Bought another 6 books. I found a 1980's Teen Titans graphic novel for only 20 bucks!! It was a steal! Haha.

Ps.2 Happy birthday to Li Jing and Nigel, my two NS pals. Have a rocking good time and welcome to the Legal Club! :D

Tapirs! And a puppy.

First off, Happy World Tapir Day!
And Happy Birthday to Fifi and Jess! :D

Back to the tapirs ...

Tapirs are large herbivores that belong to the Tapirdae family, of the Perissodactyla order of mammals. Four species of tapir exist on the planet today, all of which are endangered.
Info yanked from the World Tapir Day website. :)

Speaking of furry critters, I climbed into a longkang this evening to rescue a puppy. I heard it yapping while I was cycling. Found it wandering around in the deep drain, looking miserable and with a bad leg. I followed it around for a bit till it settled down to rest. Then I cycled back home, got Nazim and came back for a rescue mission.

I got into the longkang and tried to pick it up, but it kept moving away. It growled at me too. Heh. I followed it some 2 meters through a dusty spiderwebby tunnel, then it went into a bigger drain with a much lower roof. So I climbed out, crossed the road and checked under the longkang there -

And it was gone.
Seriously. It wasn't there anymore.
Nazim and I ran around in circles looking for it, but gosh knows what small ceruk it crawled into. So we left after ten minutes. Just a while ago, Mama went out for a while and came back saying she heard dog noises yapping. She said she's been hearing those sounds for days now! D: Poor puppy. Hopefully, next time I hear it again it'll let me carry it out.

Today is definitely going into my ECS journal project, man. Too eventful not to. xD

Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats

Went to Singapore on Saturday to watch Cats with Mira and Acu. :D
Left the LCCT terminal at 8. Hour's flight to Singapore. Then took the train to Outram, where our hotel was. One thing about the hotel; it's ... different.

This is the view of the lobby. From the 27th floor. Mira and I went exploring together on the last day. Got into the lifts (which were bloody fast; got motion sickness watching the floors whoosh past) and punched the highest floor button. It's so high up. My knees turned to jelly staring down all those floors. xD
We showed the photos to Cik, Acu's friend. She said that it looks like a zebra's backside. Hehehe.

Anyway, to the show itself! We got seats in the third circle, which is pretty high up. Can see the performers, but too far to make out their faces. Here're some photos I yanked from Mira's camera, since that mine is sucky and grainy.


In Mira's words, "It was freaky, but awesome." Because really, the cat costumes? And the way they jumped around? Eerily cat-like. I liked to watch their tails swinging around. Haha. And everytime there are cats dancing in the middle of the stage, there were others lurking at the edges, doing feline things like cleaning their ears and playing with other cats' tails. Very cool.

At one point the cats were whispering together on stage and I heard whispering very close by. Mira elbowed me and indicated the sides (we were sitting in the middle). THERE WAS A CAT STANDING THERE. Leaning across the poor people sitting at the very end and whispering. Gah. Freaky. xD

T-shirt and keychain bought at the souvenir stand. Very fond of the t-shirt, it's just the right size. :D

Random photo shot while Mira and I were adventuring. xD

Found this store while walking down Orchard Road. Took out my camera, caused a lot of people to stare. xD Then two guys actually stopped, looked at the sign with interest and went in. Haaha.

Listen to the thunder

I actually sat in a car's driver's seat today. And drove it. Geeheehee.
Ya I kinda sucked. xD Knocked over a tiang while side-parking and kept rolling backwards when it came to the bukit. I did bukit like, a hundred times. Only the last two times, I managed to get down the hill without killing the engine. So that's something. :D
Now I'm done with that, I am offically an L license holder person. Ha. Only I don't have the card yet 'cause they can only get that done by Friday. Hmm. But still! Progress.

Oh, and the family modem got struck by lightning yesterday. Which was ... depressing. xD Now we have to wait for Uncle James to get us a new one ... and hopefully get me a new monitor. He calls my current monitor a 'baby elephant'. I used it back when I was 9 and got my first Neopets account. That's how old it is. If you dig into the contents a little deeper, you can actually find Papa's initial jersey designs for Letua. Back before the cycling team even existed. Hahaha.

Today is a winding road ...

Today, went to cinemas with Mira, Acu and Mak We. We haven't met Mak We in a long, long time. So anyway, in the cinema, Mira and I put our feet on the empty row of seats in front of us. Mak We notices and asks, "You guys actually do that? I understand Mira ... but Sara?"
Me: Uh. O_o
Acu: Haha. NS dah rosakkan dia. She's more laid back now.

And that got me to think. Regardless of whether you people put your feet up onto empty front seats or not ... fact is, I never used to do it before. I just ... felt like doing it today, so I did it. There are many other little things in my life that have changed too. So I came to the conclusion.
Being in Sri Aman gave me skills and experience I don't think I could have gotten anywhere else.
But NS gave me a LIFE.

Long story short, I'd like to apologise for being such a lame, heartless, tightass bitch in the past. xD And THANK YOU to all you people who actually stood my crap and stuck by me. You guys rock. I've got a long way to go, but I really want to change for the better.

Here's to a lifetime of self-discoveries.

Turn it off, turn it all off

Yesterday night, Earth Hour started just as the fam and I were leaving Gombak. On the highway, I realised something; KLCC was missing. xD Then I saw 5 blinking lights hanging in the air, so that was pretty much all we could see of it. Papa drove to the outskirts of town so we could see the darkness close up. Haha.

When we reached home, there was 15 mins to go. So we sat around the living room with Mira burning our retinas with her camera-flashing and listening to music on Nazim's PSP. It was fun.

In other news, I took my undang test today ... and passed!
Ngam ngam 42/50.
Heeheehee.

Oh, and I'm starting college tomorrow!
And totally throwing away my pre-planned 'three month holiday'.
Why?
Because since I got back from NS, I have been BORED OUT OF MY MIND.
Haha. I never thought I'd miss the hustle and bustle of camp life.

Polo shirts

Mira:
[talking about Gossip Girl] ... Chuck, Nate and Eric are playing ... what's that thing called? *makes arm-swinging golf-like motions* Polo?
Me:
No, uh ... cr-cr-cri-croquet. Yeah, croquet.
Mira:
Oh. Then what's polo?
Me:
Well ... water polo is the one in the swimming pools.
Mira:
Real polo?
Me:
Oh, those're the ones with the horses.
Mira:
OOHH. Ralph Lauren! :DDD
Me:
O_o

NS Countdown: 2 days
NS packing: 94% complete
Ready?: D:

Catspam

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA!
ROCK ON. :)

Went to Johnny's for dinner. I got Papa a Boston t-shirt, Mira got him a voucher for a foot massage, Nazim got a speaker for his iPod, Hanna got him a little glass plaque with 'My Papa The Rockstar' on it and Mama got him a new iPod. Overall, it was a cool night. :)

EDIT: Photo credits to Mira. Happy, blob? xD

Gee, who's a little model? Scout really loves the piano. He likes listening to it, walking on it, and ... sleeping on it. xD

I got my ATM card yesterday! Which is awesome. I won't be using it that often, but hey, still feels good to have it anyways.

Random 6 year-old quote:
Mama: Oh, look at the t-shirt ... *reads* Monkey Business.
Hanna: Oh, does that mean the monkey is going to toilet?
Me, Mira and Mama: *choke laughing*

Well, I'm gonna go create my agrobank account tomorrow, what with NS being in less than two weeks (insert panicked gurgle here). Speaking of which, Atuk was talking about how Papa escaped from NS back when he was in Singapore. Apparently the authorities kept coming to the house bothering him for months. O_o But y'know, Singapore NS is 2 and a half years. To which I say, "Malaysia NS 3 months? No problemo senor!"

Klaklakakalatu

Bought Creature In The Case by Garth Nix. A sort of short book (for World Book Day) about how Nick Sayre ends up going back to the Old Kingdom after the events in Abhorsen. SPOILERS onwards. Just for the next paragraph.

Anyway, he meets Lirael in the very last few pages of the book, and she saves his life. And well ... who else thinks that they would make a great couple together? Nick seems to really care for her, and the way he kept re-reading her letter to him in the book made me ... well, get inclinations, so to speak. I mean, I toyed with the idea back when I started reading the Lirael book, when we first meet Sam and Nick. And the way she keeps tumbling over her words at the end of the Creature etc. book while talking to him made me want more. Dang it, Garth Nix! You write endings like beginnings! And you don't tell us what happens next! GRARR. But then again, maybe that's why your books are so good in the first place.

I hope he's writing a sequel. I hopehopehopehope. Other Old Kingdom readers out there, what do you think?

In other news, spent past few days having fun outside home. Slept at Nad's house on Friday, which was awesome. Watched a couple movies, slept at 3.30 in the morning then went swimming. Watched The Day The Earth Stood Still (which was pretty boring) with Acu and Mira. Then slept over at Ara, my grandparents' house.

Watched My Sassy Girl for the 2nd time (first at Nad's) which is this really cute romance that made me cry. Seriously. It's sweet. A little sad. Based on a Korean movie, but due to my complete obliviousness to all things Korean and Japanese, I know nothing about it. IMDb seems to hate it because of it being yet another Hollywood adaptation, but personally, I found it very sweet. I could watch it forever, I wouldn't mind. :)

Also watched Pride and Prejudice for like, the 5th time. The Keira Knightley one. I never get tired of it.

Then this morning, I woke up with rashes. D: Which is really weird. My whole body is covered with them. Itches like crazy, so Acu gave me some cream for it. It's sort of similar to something I had back in Form 1. It'll go away in a few days, but for the meantime, it's really annoying. Mama thinks its a bug-bite. Some sort of small mite creature.

Prom's tomorrow. Hope it doesn't itch so bad then.

Also went to Taylor's College open day, for their PJ campus. I really really like their course structure for Mass Comm. I can't think of anywhere else (not many diploma courses ... lots of foundation mostly) and I can only think of UiTM. But Atuk rathers that I not go there 'cause ... well, he's got reasons.

I'm pretty set on Taylor's at the mo though. But I'll be sending in my application after NS, so I have some time to think.

Everyone

The other day, we went to Uncle Nizar's open house barbecue dinner thingy, and everyone was sitting around talking and listening to Uncle Jeff's son play guitar. Then Mira was telling me about how her guitar was still a little out of whack and needed fixing. So I told her to just ask Papa. In the end, we sent Hanna to do the job of informing him:

Hanna: Papa, Kakak's G-string broke.
-silence-
Papa: You know, if you say it that way it means something else.
Everyone in vicinity: *crack up laughing*

Six year-old talk is def cute.

In another dimension of emotions, I'm having this feeling where I'm annoyed with the entire population of the world. It's never been of this scale before, so it's been ... quite interesting. Usually all this stuff is directed towards a lone individual, or just a particular group of people. But now I'm overly cynical and sarcastic and I can't feel ... cheery, y'know?

I was reading this pretty little poetic piece on Deviantart a few minutes ago about a girl and a boy. Usually I get all choked up reading this kind of stuff, but instead, I just raised my eyebrows and go, "Meh, they're all written the bloody same way. Is there no originality anymore? Sure sure, your boyfriend is miserable and makes you feel like crap and probably plays the emo violin, boohoo. Get a new one."

I don't get it. I used to love reading these little poetic semi-depressing snippets. Now they look like trash to me. I can't even talk to people without over-analyzing everything they say and do.

I'm sick of reading newspapers, too(stupid politics). And with exams coming up, I'm not reading much of anything else(stupid exams). I've stopped playing with the characters in my head. They bore me now. And, I'm confused with the spectrum of people I hang out with. Everyone's at extremes, either studying their asses off or not studying at all. Variety's nice and all, but sometimes I wish people would just stick to one thing, or at least stop being such dumbasses about what their extreme about. Doesn't help that I'm in middle ground and SA doesn't seem to produce many medium-achievement students, only multitudes of straight-A-scorers or failures. (No offence meant to anyone, your personality is not proportional to your exam score, live with it.)

Then there's the matter of NS, which I am not looking forward to at this point. I'll miss too many things. I don't feel ready.

I'm tired and I just want to clean out my brain of everything. Like starting fresh. Is this supposed to be a second puberty-anger phase or something? I'm not familiar with it.

I miss feeling optimistic and knowing what's right.

Royal drama.

Our new kitten, Scout. Name is subject to change at the moment ... some of us *glances at other family members* are torn between Doctor and Che Det. Yes, Che Det, as in Dr. M's nickname. xD You can put the credit for that idea on Nazim, who just read that new Dr. M biography comic and seems to have proclaimed him his new idol.

In other news, the fam and I are going to watch the Mamma Mia! Musical in December. Papa's always liked ABBA and the new movie seems to be a catalyst to the rebirth of his sudden want to watch the musical. So, yay! I spent my childhood lisetning to them on the radio, so alright.

I watched this ^ yesterday. Completely historically inaccurate, but hey, it's entertainment, and it sure does entertain. SPOILERS coming up, so if you'd rather watch it for yourself, hit the Back button, now. Anyhoo, the story centers around two sisters, Anne and Mary Boleyn. Mary is married, and pretty much a good, honset person. Anne on the other hand has been given the challenge of wooing King Henry VIII, in order to glorify the family's name. But the King instead falls for Mary, leaving Anne feeling more than a little betrayed by her sister. Due to a secret marriage with one Henry Percy, Anne is banished to France to wait on the Queen there, since that Mr. Percy is engaged to somebody else.

Meanwhile, Mary becomes the King's mistress, and soon she becomes pregnant, later confined to her bed. Around this time, Anne returns, having learned a thing or two from the French; the King is fascinated by her changed self, and decides to go after her, if you get my meaning. But Anne has plans ... she won't give in to him, she says, because that would be betraying her sister. But the King wouldn't rest, and on the very day Mary gives birth to a son, he promises Anne to never speak to Mary again. Anne, triumphant, sends a betrayed Mary back to the counrty with her newborn baby boy.

Anne continues to play with the King's affections, asking for more and more. The King breaks ties with the Roman Catholic Church for her, just so he can annul his marriage with Catherine of Aragon (or was it Katherine?). This makes him very angry, what with everything crashing down about him. In a fit of rage, he ends up raping Anne (yes, you read right) just before they get married. Oh, and around this point Anne and Mary have forgiven each other and are now together again. Anne becomes pregnant, but gives birth to a baby girl. The King isn't at all pleased, what with his wanting a son. Anne, frightened by the disastrous results of her scheming, falls pregnant again; and miscarriages.

This is the part where I started going "WTFISH D:" a lot. Anne, desperate for a son and scared of informing Henry of the loss of their baby decides to get pregnant again - by her brother George Boleyn (played by Jim Sturgess, who is cute in a puppy-faced sorta way, whee.). Mary, who was probably WTFISHing as much as I was decides to run away (good for her). The thing is, George's wife Jane sees them about to commit the act, and she runs off to tell Henry. In the end, George is executed (it was horrifying. They chopped his head off. And he made this horrible little squeal just before the axe fell. Doesn't help that I think he's too cute to die.) and Anne confesses to Mary (yeah, she came back hoping to save her siblings' skins) that they never commited incest - George couldn't do it (well no duh, man, you're his frickin' sister.). But no amount of begging from Mary could change Henry's mind, and Anne too was executed. Mary later moved to the country with Anne's daughter Elizabeth, where she married Stafford (some guy who worked for her father ... he's sweet.) and basically lived happily ever after THE END.

Phew. So, royal drama like whoa. Like I said, historically inaccurate, but entertaining. Loved the costumes. Made me itch to find a reference so I can draw some pretty dresses. And the acting was alright, although Scarlett Johansen's face annoyed me a bit what with her constant expression of "Oh ... ohh, that's not good. :(". Natalie Portman pulled off Anne's downfall convincingly, you could really see where she started goign a bit cuckoo with the whole "I can't produce a son, I'm so SCREWED! I know, I'll get my brother to impregnate me, then nobody ahs to know I miscarriaged!" scenario.

But just as a note, read a few history articles before discussing the movie with anyone else. I'm lookin' at the IMDb forums, and lots of people are frustrated by the inaccuracy. I don't mind myself ... it's just good television. Speaking of which, I've gotten an urge to watch The Tudors (British t.v. show about ... well, the Tudors, duh.) now ... anyone know where I can find the episodes? :D

Fun for the ...

... whole family. <3

Dreampiphany

Went to eat mee rebus at Plaza Damas just now, and made friends with a little stray cat. Hanna wanted to call it Pancake, Nazim wanted to call it Cheesecake. They later settled with the name Nickname. Y'know, as a nickname? I love their logic, seriously.

And little Nickname followed Hanna all over the place, since that she was the one dropping bits of chicken haphazardly all over the place. And Hanna said:

"He won't stop following me! Haha. It's because he thinks I'm cute."

To which Mama laughed. And Hanna got embarrassed and distracted her by asking, "Why are we still waiting, is it for the satay?"

In other news, I got hit by a dream-piphany. Which is basically my way of saying, I got a dream which sparekd a story idea in my head. And I feel so guilty, because my current SIPUT project is still floundering in many hurried scribblings and incomplete musings while this dream story already has a basic plot and a title. A TITLE. Dear lord. D:

Anyway, I dreamed that I was a boy. My name was Fever (WTFish, brain? 'Fever'? xD). I lived in a pirate ship with my mother, who looks a hella lot like Chandler's transvestite dad in Friends, and my little sister. We're having a party in our pirate ship room below deck, and I have a heart-to-heart with my mother. Then the doorbell rings, and I thought that it was my father, but instead, it was my mother's boyfriend, this real kooky sorta guy with big glasses. But he was a nice guy, seriously.

Then the dream turns into something of a cyber-western action movie. These guys with guns turn up and start shooting everyone, and they hit an eleven year old boy. They steal a bunch of robots (which looked like TVs on wheels) and run off, leaving the town in chaos. I'm not the Fever-boy anymore at this point ... I'm just observing, like a movie viewer. There's this woman, in the classic leather jacket and tight jeans with short hair, following this little hippie lady who could talk to robots. And one of the robots which wasn't stolen was hanging from a fire escape, cooing to itself and saying, "Oh no, I like it here very much, thanks. Whee."

And the dream changes again. I'm sort of watching Fever, who has now somehow transported himself into an alternate dimension, watching this girl building an aeroplane. He helps the girl out, but she can't see him. And I had the feeling that he loved her. That's about when I woke up.

So, yes. Story idea like WHOA, man. I even have a title for it: Dime Trap. I think it has a nice ring to it. :D Doodlings probably in the future. This does not mean I'm abandoning my SIPUT project. Far from it. It's better this way, I think ... my brain was starting to go stale, mulling over the same ideas all the time. This is a breath of fresh air. The SIPUT project will always be my baby. <3>

Star-gazing, whoooo.

The sibs and I are staying over at our grandparents' place, so we ended up watching Star Wars in Acu's room till midnight. So, we're giggling around and making jokes about Luke's eyes talking (Love me, Daddy!!! There's still GOOD in youuuuu!) and why Mira and I never noticed that Han Solo has a senget smile:

Me: Dude, we're supposed to notice when guys have senget smiles. Y'know, 'cause it's hot [senget smiles].
Mira: Yeah ... and ... Han Solo is handsome.
Me: Not hot.
Mira: Yeah. Dunno why.
Me: Maybe it's because we know that Harrison Ford is like ... past 60.
Mira: Yeah, that's why.

Then, when commenting on Leia's 'outfit' while the scenes with Jabba the Hut:

Acu: Wow, the princess sure is showing off LOT.
Me: Hmmm. Well ... they're in the desert. It's ... hot? :'D
Acu: But Luke is wearing black. That should be even hotter!
Me: But he's got the Force.
Mira: His own air-cond blowing around inside his baju!
Me: Yeeeaaaaahh. Learning the Force is a package deal.

Then, randomly later while watching Darth Vader ...

Mira: I wonder how he goes to the toilet.
Me: He's a machine. I don't think he goes to the toilet. Or eat, for that matter.
Mira: But still.
Me: Well, he' one with the Force. Magical pee-holding Force?
Mira: Or, he's just got a bag down there to catch everything.
Both of us: *crack up*

During the plane-shooting scene:

Mira: What is that thing? [one of the aliens]
Me: Looks like a ... fish.
Nazim: It's shaped like a sotong.
Me: Well then. Sotong fish.
Mira: I bet they just smooshed them both together.

And, at the very very end, where everyone's celebrating, and you can see the ghosts of the three Jedis who died?

Me: Hey look! It's Obi-Wan ... and Yoda ... and ... HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN??!
Acu: WHAT.
Me: There!
Acu and Mira: Whaaaaat, Hayden Christensen?? :
Me: What the fish? What's he doing there?
Hayden Christensen in movie: *continues to smile happily*
The rest of us: :O
Mira: I feel sorry for the old actor guy who played Anakin in this first trilogy.

So yes, people. Buy the new Star Wars box set! You'll get a random Hayden Christensen cameo. Yup. I'm still not over the weirdness.

Here starts the month of Merdeka.

Spent most of today sticking many sheets of paper into my komsas book, to pass up. There were so many papers, and no time to paste, and I panicked towards the end of the day when the junior prefects came to halau us to the hall for Merdeka celebration. No offence, juniors, but I now know the feeling when I halau-ed my own non-prefect seniors last year ... yeah, I feel their pain. They could have expressed it a lot more politely though.

So when I went down to the hall, it was packed, I was late, and feeling miserable to boot. I cheered up slightly after chatting to Hamizah about NS, and groaning over the fact that we'll have to kawat when we go next year. But I still wasn't in the mood, y'know? I waved the little Jalur Gemilang they gave me, but there was absolutely no feeling.

Then they started playing the songs. And y'know what? They are my favourite part about Merdeka celebrations. I was always the little kid who adored being patriotic; I got so excited when celebrations started and I always sang the words at the very top of my lungs. And some of that feeling came back when they played my personal favourite, Tanggal 31. Sure, call me lame and geeky, but I always threw a bit of a tantrum when they didn't play it the past few years at school.

It seriously cheered me up. I was singing in the worst off-key voice imaginable (I never realised I was so terrible at reaching that particular note; thank god everyone was too loud to hear me!) and waving the little flag and jumping whenever the song reached the climax point of MERDEKA!.

After school, I could hear Papa cheering at the TV - the Malaysian track cyclist managed to beat US. I think it was a qualifying round, I'm not sure. Then after tuition, I heard Papa yelling again - this time it was badminton, and it was soooo good. (Papa in the background: YES! YES!) Yup, still doing good.

Papa in background: YEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHHH YEEAAAAHHHH YEEESSSSS!

DUDE! MALAYSIA GOT IN THE FINALS! WHOOT. :D

SMS from Ms. M: Yahoo!

YESSSSSSS.
You go, Malaysia. KEEP IT UP.

Names.

The number of Amanians who got NS is quite shocking. I mean ... there are loads of us. I'll continue that in a mo.

Anyway, I was incredibly excited yesterday. Mama told Papa via sms (his reply was: "Yahoo!" xD) and I told Acu. She asked if I was OK with it, and I'm like, hell yeah! I went to tuition and told Ms. M about it. She got all excited, because I'm her very first student to get NS. "Nanti you see me at the pagar, and I'll call out, "Hi Saraaaa!" Haha!"

Then this morning, Ms. F let the ones who're going to NS ask her questions, since that she worked with 'em a few years back. She even wrote the schedule on the board. Wake up at 5, sleep at 11. And that's if you don't get a night shift duty thing ... patrolling in the middle of the night with a flashlight. The thought sends excited chills down my spine.

Then I visited Syafika Z.'s blog ... she went to NS last year. And that just made me even more excited, and a little worried. I mean, there'll be people from all over the country, and I'm scared that I won't be able to communicate. What with all the different accents and my cacat-ed BM ... xD

So, yeah. Not including me, here's the updated list of people who got the whole TAHNIAH message (I know for some, they were more of "Whaddaya mean, 'tahniah'??? D:" But many others are pretty cool about it.) :

Chyna, Rui Rong, Nadiah B., Gaya, Precillia, Nahjan, Ling Shin, Jaya, Alny, Mai, Shumi, Jayshini, Izzati, Nazia, Athirah A., Ellena R., Farah Diana J., Pei Min, Yen Li, Huda, Dahlia, Michelle C., Najwa, Hamizah, Sandra, N. Phatimah, Sharmilaa, Attiya, Chan ...

Loads more. Just can't remember the names. xD

Focus, Sara! SPM first. Then NS!

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ATUK!
I meant to post yesterday, but I forgot. ^^;;

Pn. L chased a bunch of us to class today. Because we were walking slowly. Evelyn happened to be walking behind us, and she got most of the poking. The rest of us ran, ran as in "OMG RUN FOR YOUR LIVES D:" but couldn't really, because a few of us were sporting heavy bags. So yeah, that was funny. xD

Oh, and to any Twilighters reading this space, check this out: Clicky! Something I drew during the weekend. Inspired by Sofeya quoting poor Edward on her blog. xD

Other than that, today was tiring. I dunno why exactly. Anyway, Internetzz time for me is now limited. I'm only online right now because I'm finishing up an Agama presentation. I need to study for Trials.

Ps. Damn you SA FORMATIVE. Dx *shakes fist*

EDIT: This happened just now during dinner:

*Nazim and Hanna just watched Friends*
Ross: I haven't had sex in a long time!
Hanna: Yeah, Ross hasn't had six in a long time! *giggles like the six-year old she is*
Me: Yeah ... he hasn't had ... six.
Mama: Uh-huh, he hasn't been sick for a long time.

Papers!

That's the exam schedule. It's tiny, but I'm sure you guys don't want to know the details, already have them or just don't have to. :P
But, you can pretty much tell how my November is going to go. Blue is for languages. Pink is mathematics. Green's for the sciences. And purple is for anything else (i.e. Sejarah and P. Islam.)

In fandom-news, I've finished reading the chapter-by-chapter review of Breaking Dawn. This is because I refuse to buy the book itself, and I pretty much don't care about the SPOILERS. But y'know what? This book is incredible. It is so full of fantastic WEIRD that I can't help but stare at it feeling awed/disturbed. I mean ... well, you'll have to read it for yourself. I'll just say that the plot is reminiscent of badly-written fanfiction. But, like I said in my previous post, not at all boring. Nope.

But anyway, to all those Twilight-cynics of the world, here's a link to the most hilarious chapter-by-chapter book reviews on the Internet: click here for the lolz <--- WARNING: CONTAINS SPOILERS AND FOUL LANGUAGE. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. And you don't have to be a cynic to read it. After all, a true fan would be one who would have the guts to laugh at this kind of stuff.

In Real Life news, I think I may have Hand Foot and Mouth Disease. O_o;; Hanna's been having it for the past few days, and I'm starting to show symptoms, i.e. sores/blisters on hands and feet, sore throat, ulcers. But, y'know, it usually only affects kids and babies, so ... my immune system should be able to fight it off.

Should. D: Immune system? D'you ... d'you hear me? You should be able to. You must. I mean ... I hope it's just a minor case thingy. But the Wikipedia page on it scares me a little. Nazim and Mira are having it too, I think. It's semi-contagious. Should we be allowed in school? :\

Ah well it isn't confirmed that we have it anyway ... I'll just chug some vitamin C down. *runs off looking for oranges*

Motivational speech free with every Happy Meal.

Mira: *yells at Nazim for drinking her Strawberry F&N*
Nazim: *giggles uncontrollably while fending off Mira*
Mira: *storms out of room*
Nazim: *still giggling*
Me: *very ticked off by all the yelling* Keluar!
Nazim: Hola!
Me: O_o;; Keluar!
Nazim: *still giggling, runs out of room*

Seriously. That boy does an awful lot of giggling.
Ooh, and a shout-out to Hannah's mom, who reads this web space. :D Hey Aunty!

Anyway, today wasn't as bad as I feared. Bio was incredibly fun. Laksh and I constantly related the Bio-topics to DEMON CHILD. Of course, none of you will understand what this DEMON CHILD is. Let me just say, when the time is right, and you ask me the right question, I might just enlighten you. ;)

Moving on, not everything was Fun and Laughter (tm) today. For one, I realised just what kind of effect Stupid Paper Monkey is having on our *ahem* society. Or maybe it's just the society itself. Whatever.

There are so many people who don't like school anymore. And that makes me sad. :( Not only that, but there's so much animosity flying all over the place. And people being depressed. And people who've just thrown caution to the winds and just don't care anymore.

Let's just say that the beginning of this year, everyone was so happy. I hope - no, pray - that I'll be able to see it again before we graduate. It's our last year, guys. I say we rock it. (I suggest doing the most awesome prank in SA history, but then again, that's just me wanting to act like Giggly!Jim in the first part of the post. And yeah, Jim is my pet name for Nazim. Yup. xD)

So let's give the remainder of the year our all, yeah? Maybe the teachers don't think that we live up to what our seniors built, but that doesn't mean we can't leave an impact on them. :) It's OK, it's alright, c'mon Form 5s ... fight fight FIGHT.

Ps. Blog Poll Numero Dos is up! Vote vote vote! :D

Mind Trick.

So, my sanity has returned.
All it took was a nice, full dinner during which I reflected on how incredibly lucky I am; I get fantastic food everyday, I have a house, my own room, I go to school, my limbs are in perfect condition, my parents are cool, my siblings are amusing, my studies could use improving but damn it, at least I have study materials to begin with, and to top it all off like the huge freaking apple on the snowy-mountain-topped squishy-chewy chocolate cake of awesomeness, I've got friends who see me through it all.
I'd list everyone's name here, but then I'd probably forget to type someone's name out and they'll feel all torn up inside. So I'll just say this:
Every single one of you,
No matter how much conversation we've had,
No matter how often I've sat down with you,
No matter if all I ever see of you is a glimpse in the corridor,
You're all part of my life.
In some small, insignificant way, or a huge one that leaves the biggest crater in my very being.
And I'm thankful for that.

When I started typing this, I had a butt-load of other things to say. Because that one dinner wasn't the only thing to return my sanity, and I'm afraid that my spirit was given a kick in the balls (my spirit is male apparently?) while the logical part of my brain said, "Oh. I knew it. I knew it." for that to happen.
And I still feel that little ache in my heart (yes, go ahead, shoot me for the cliche) when I think about it. Because people probably think that I live in my own little fairy-tale where everything's fine and dandy. And I admit that it's true to an extent.

So, um, yeah.
Things are only bad when you think they are.

And while my brain has the attention span of a squirrel (you don't know just how much I'm geeking out about the Southern Raiders episode in my mind) and even after my return to sanity, I still had time to read a blog post on Dark Knight (and yes, I did squeal), I think it's enough posting from me today.

I'll let the rest of ya'll have one more day to try and watch the movie before me going and crowing about how awesome it was around this blog-space. :)
Ciao.