Why I can't live without handphones

Hey, why isn't Blogspot letting me post photos? :(
Grarh.
EDIT: For Nad, who wanted a sparkly pink serial killer pony. :D

After college I walked to the flyover where Mama usually picks me up and realised that I forgot to bring my handphone. So I just waited. Then it started to rain. Good thing I had my mini umbrella. As it got heavier, it hit me; I told Mama that I had meeting today ... what if she was waiting for me to call first? That got me worried. But I just waited anyway.

For half an hour.

Then I kinda got a bit noodly in my head wondering whether she was just late or really was waiting for me to call. I walked back under the flyover and crossed the roads a few times, like some confused chicken. Then I made up my mind and went to ask the traffic policeman for help. xD

Traffic policeman #1 didn't have credit. D: So he told me to cross the road a bit further where Traffic policeman #2 was on duty, saying to tell him that he asked him to help me. So I crossed the road and waited for the road to clear, because the guy was standing in the middle. Finally, the road cleared! I crossed - then realised that the policeman had crossed to the side of the road. So yeah, that was ... frustrating.

Finally, I found an opening before the cars could start again and managed to ask him for help. He was real nice about it. Gave me his phone and told me "Jangan bawak lari pulak". xD So I called Mama, who really was waiting for me to call and wondering why the heck I wasn't answering my phone. Five minutes later, she came to pick me up. Haha.

And that was my eventful adventure of the day.

So thanks, traffic policemen guys! I dunno what I would have done without you.

All I can taste is this moment

It's halfway through the week, and time is flying by pretty fast. College life is going well, and work is slowly creeping in ... I don't mind the slow way it creeps in, that way I can get used to it in small stages. Haha. Orientation Night was ... meh, boring the first couple of hours. Tried to keep ourselves occupied by 'adventuring'. Which meant going to the back of the courtyard overlooking the highway. Heh. The dance floor time was fun though.

Yesterday a group of us went to Pyramid for lunch at KFC. 'Twas fun. Kent couldn't stop laughing about something ... can't remember what. I started laughing too, because his laugh is contagious! It hurt. I felt like my insides were going to explode. xD
Then when we were about to leave the carpark, Sharine made a sarcastic 'ah' noise. Which Azhar said sounded sexual. Us girls (Sharine, Sammie and I) disagreed ... seriously, everyone makes that noise all the time. Then we turned to Kent, who agreed with Azhar about it. Later, which was earlier today, even Suzuki said so! :\ Must be a boy thing.

Other stuff, Fahmi sent out an invite so that we could get all the NS people together ... on an outing to Genting! But not many people could go so it was cancelled. :( Hamizah and I were just getting excited. Hoping to get it on in the next few weeks.
Speaking of NS, Yen told me that Zizan told her that Sheda told him that she discussed with Cikgu Gee for a reunion. Phew. xD So I told One, who went to talk to Sheda about it. So it's:
Cikgu Gee discussed with Sheda who told Zizan who informed Yen who contacted Sara who told One who called Sheda to talk about it.
Haha. I love that sentence.
So One talked to Sheda and find out that she and Cikgu Gee are headed to Kuantan today to have a chat with Zizan about it. Which is pretty sad 'cause One can't make it ... and she's our girl squad leader. Man, if they were having it closer to home, I wouldn't mind going either. Hoping to contact them later today to see what they've decided on. I hope it's a good time and I can make it. :)

Driving is going well. Hopefully I can take my JPJ test next month on the 14th. Can't wait to get a license.

Oh! And I have a laptop now! Papa walked into my room last night and just ... gave it to me. And I'm all: ....... O_O
Haha. Well. Since that there's no class tomorrow, I'm gonna work on getting the laptop installed with all my stuff. I have yet to name it. ^^

Well this is a pretty long post. xD Just wanted to get everything out there. Excuse my ranting.

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.

Check the medic

Played around with the original DELTA logo we did for camp. Whee. :D
I'm trying to design a DELTA t-shirt ... just for the heck of it. If it turns out nice I'd like to print it ... but not for everyone because I dunno how to ship it out to 101 people. O_o;; I wanted to put everyone's names on the back of the shirt then realised that I don't know all the boys (I'm missing 9 names), and whether I could squeeze in all the names. So Jamie and I were scratching our heads over it:

Jamie: How are you going to put in all the names? There're a 101 of us!
Me: Hehe. We're like the 101 dalmatians. And Zizan and One are Pongo and Perdita.
Jamie: LOL!
Me: Haha yea. *feels a little guilty* Kesian the both of them, they always become the brunt of all the jokes. xD

Which is true. Sorry you two (if you ever find this webspace ... gwaa). We love you guys, you know that. xD Yen knows, right Yen? :D Haha(If you read this webspace too. Which I doubt. Gwaa times 2).

As for my life right now, all is good. Went to orientation on Monday and Tuesday which was OK, not bad. Got a group of people to hang out with already. :D Haha. And I don't have classes on Thursday! Which is awesome. I don't start till next week.

Oh and went to driving theory class yesterday. Hoping to take my practical class during the weekend.

PLKN Flashback: Sing until your lungs give out

Wirawati D2-02.

I like to think that it sounds just a little bit like R2-D2.
Just a little bit.
Heh.

Anyway, one month's worth of a trainee's life in NS will be spent sitting in a class doing CB. That is, character-building. I have no photos of that era, sadly. Mostly because I only had a big honking film camera and you're actually not allowed to bring it into class in the first place. Apparently, everything we learnt is top secret hush-hush material. Haha.

But it was a good time. I was in CB class 3. Was in two different groups:
3G - Andy, Jordan, Ah Yaw, Khairi, Mat, Ruby, Yoong, Shanti and Wani. This was definitely the most fun I had in CB. It was the first time I realised that there is a Malay version of Wonderpets. HAHA. Yeaaah. What can I say, I just don't watch channel 9.
M-Pro - Nina, Aini, Afif, Keat, Shih Wyi, Mani, NC, Shean (not sure about the spelling) and Andy again. Not quite as rocking as 3G, but still alright. My buddy was Shi Wyi. Since we had to get partners for the second module. All about learning how to help another person and stuff like that.

Now, lemme introduce you to ...
Drumroll please.
Chiki Chiki Pom Pom.
Of Integrasi class 2.
Matthew, Ram, Zizan, Azie, Anis, Yenli, Yunalis, me, Hasbi and Sham.

This was the most fun I had in a class. Insane, I tell you. I laughed till the tears started flowing. This was also where I think the whole situation with the friendship between DELTA wira and wirawati sort of came to be. My group had the highest concentration of DELTArians in the entire class. Other DELTA people in class included Yen, Pei Ying, Dhila, Mubin, Din, Izzat, JF, CH ... there were more I think, can't remember who.

Special credit goes to Zizan (of all people) for coming up with our awesome group name. Nobody had any idea what to name it. I had a marker pen, and an A4 sheet of paper was waiting on the floor. We were all throwing names around. But nothing sounded ... right. Suddenly, Zizan says, in complete and utter seriousness,
"Chiki Chiki Pom Pom."
There was a pause.
Different people at different intervals: Chiki Chiki Pom Pom?
Zizan: *nods head seriously* Chiki Chiki Pom Pom.
Another pause.
Hasbi: *cracks up laughing* Saya setuju!

And so, Chiki Chiki Pom Pom was born.Doing the chicken dance. Cikgu Ruby wanted to teach everyone how to do it, but I guess time constraints ... etc. killed it. But I know how to do it, and Hasbi knows how to do it ... so when we had to do a group performance at the end of our five days in Integrasi class ...
We did the chicken dance!I did the music. Hasbi lead the dance.
Haha.

There were some fun projects in the class. One was ... the wedding ceremony. Supposed to be a demonstration of how the different races get married.

The Indian wedding. Take note that none of the brides are ... well, not all of them are women. xDThe Chinese wedding.

The Malay wedding was done by my group along with Fantastic Crew.
'Parents' of the 'bride'. Me and Mubin.'Parents' of the 'groom', JF and Yunalis.The 'groom', Zizan Haikal bin Adam and Hasbi as the tuk kadi.
And the lovely 'bride', Sham Shaza binti Mubin! xDThe happy couple. :D

We also had to do funerals. My group did Chinese funeral ... Izzat as the corpse. Not as laugh-inducing as the weddings, but we still had a good laugh.I think you can see why.
My 'hat' kept falling into my face. And everytime we were supposed to cry, we ended up in stitches instead.

But yeah, we had a lot of fun times. Mubin's camera and his collection of photos of sleeping people. Yunalis and the cute little dance she made while singing the Chiki2 Pom2 cheer. Sham and his insane laugh. Infectious! xD And the little dulu-dulu sing-along sessions Hasbi, Zizan, Azie, Yunalis and I would have when we ran out of stuff to do and the teacher wasn't paying much attention. We were the rowdiest group in class, the reason why the teacher kept asking us to go up first whenever presentation time came around. Hehe.

Yunalis and the baby Rubik's cube she spent days on trying to fix. xD I wanted to give it a try, but I was worried I'd be clumsy and break the little thing.

Next up, maybe a recap of how my days in Kenegaraan class went. :D

Mission accomplished, chap!

Went out with Nad, Hannah and Sophie yesterday. :D
Had teppanyaki for lunch, then basically lepak all over the place. I wanted to buy new clothes, but couldn't find anything really really nice, y'know? But had fun window-shopping anyway. Then Hannah said she would belanja us ice-cream, so to Baskin Robbins we went! Watched an episode of Wizards of Waverly Place on Hannah's iPod (I actually really enjoyed it. Haha. Cute story. I just wish they'd do away with the fake audience laughter, it kills a lot of the jokes.)

We also went to Borders, where Sophie met William Shakespeare.
...
Yeah, he's the same height as me. Uncanny!!

We told Hannah to get a facebook account.
Instead, she got a facelift.
"I'm BOOKFACE! :D"

We did a lot of bookshop-visiting. Hannah bought some Jonas Brothers biography thingy ... and Sophie won awards for Best Observation of Stubble on Celebrities. xD Nad bought The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I bought Lost For Words by Lorelei Mathias. Yeah, a romance. I wanted to find something written by a local writer, I don't care whether English or BM, but a story, y'know? But I couldn't find English fiction and the BM books ... um. Their synopsis scared me. As for Sophie ... she bought nail polish. Hehe.

Tried to catch her unawares. Candid shot. Y'know, weird facial expression, etc. But dang, Nad's too photogenic.
D:

Finished the day sitting in Coffee Bean. Ate some chicken pie and chicken puff for dinner. Felt good to go out with them. Been far too long. :) We thought of a movie, and Sophie wanted to karaoke, but ... I really enjoyed just lepaking with them.

Today I went for my driving ceramah. The classroom had little spray thingies to chase away the bad smell. Would have been nice if the perfume they used wasn't bad to begin with. Felt queasy the whole time I was there. D: But thank gosh, the speaker wasn't as boring as I expected. He was actually pretty funny. The youngest person in the class was 16, there to take his motorcycle license. The oldest was 34. I could tell which of the boys are fresh out of NS ... by their haircuts. Haha.

So, now I've got a book to study. Can go back anytime to take the computer test. :)

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:

Monkey Business

A monkey stole and ate my Kinder Bueno chocolate today.

Climbed in through my window.
S/He tried to take my Toblerone too.
D:
Why must everyone steal my Kinder Bueno?
I've bought five packets in the past week and have only eaten one and a half!!
Credit: Pictures ganked from Mira's blog

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.

Hotel Adventure

PJ Hilton
After Prefect Lunch 2008.

*four of us are exploring the hotel just for kicks before going home*
*hop into elevator*

Me: Let's go to a random floor. Lucky number?
Liyana: 7!
Shumi: *reaches for 7 button*
Tarsha: No! Not 7! *hits 4 button*
-silence in lift-
Shumi: *words cannot express the look on her face* Tarsha, 4 is the number of death.

*Later on, on level 4*
*In hushed voices*

Me: There's nothing here.
Tarsha: Let's go back.
Shumi: *walks towards end of corridor*
Liyana: *won't stop giggling*
Me: Yeah, let's get back into the lift. And try number 7. We could end up in Hogwarts!
Shumi: Or Narnia.
*pause as idea sinks in*
All: Whoa.

Tarsha: What happens when somebody asks us who we are?
Me: We're tourists.
Tarsha: From India! You can be from Nepal.
Shumi: How about me?
Tarsha: *says something that sounds like roti canai*
Me: Say what?
Tarsha: It's a place. In India.
Me: Oh. Then Liyana can be from Korea!
Liyana: Me, Engilish, no speak! No!

We also visited the meeting room floor, where Tarsha panicked a little and told us to back off, because there're security cameras. Then we went to the swimming pool, but it was raining and some dude yelled at us to go back inside. xD And that was our magicall not-so-eventful hotel adventure. After prefect lunch, which was fun and very yummy. I'm gonna miss everyone ... I barely see most of them in school anymore.

Most likely not posting after this. Tood-loo, good luck to everyone facing SPM, STPM or university finals or what have you.

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.

Happy day

AIS KRIM GORENG
Hot on the outside ... but cold on the inside! *waggles eyebrows*
Hahah. Lol.
I'd detail this more, but ... it works better in person. Laksh and I would be only too happy to oblige.

Before recess, Chan and I went around school to give these prize coupons to some girls. We went to 1F, but they weren't in class. But dude, they've got the best floor EVER. Chan and I were sliding all over it, and doing ice-skating twirls. xD We tried to do it again in the Form5 block corridor, but all that happened was a miserable scuffing sound by our shoes.

Recess consisted of more DEMON CHILD bashing:
Me: *does not say anything at all, just to be clear*
Tarsha: *sits down next to me* OK, tell me.
Me: *knows exactly what she means* *turns to Jane* I'm gonna tell her about the DEMON CHILD.
Jane: *facepalm* It's so stupid.
Me: *explains about DEMON CHILD, breaking bones, fountains of blood and V-C-section.*
Laksh: *snorts into drink every five seconds* Heehee, V-C-section.
Jane: *mumbles into bowl of dunno-what soup xD* I'm trying to eat here ...
Tarsha: O_O

Hmm, now I re-read the last few lines, it sounds like I'm detailing an Aliens movie. Huh.

After recess, we watched the Bukit Kepong movie. Which was kinda boring until everyone starts shooting and people drop dead all over the place. Then we came to the bus scene, and everyone leans forward.
Nazia: They're not going to show them lah.
Sophie: *leans forward anyway*
Me: Yeah. I doubt they'll show.
Movie: *shows the take-off-clothes scene*
Nazia and I: Ooookay, proven wrong.

Then during History:
Mr. H: ... Julius Caesar and Cleopatra had a son, Caesarian ...
Me: *mutters* Dude. That's worse than the DEMON CHILD.
Mr. H: ... and he was murdered by Mark Anthony ...
Laksh: *also muttering* Who later took a boat to Mexico and met J.Lo!
Both of us: *crack up silently*
Mr. H: *continues until he starts talking about Chinese emperors' concubines*
Nabila: China has a lot of porcupines? O_o
Mr. H: Yes, over 4000 concubines!
Nabila: That's a lot of porcupines.
Sophie: Aww, porcupines! They're so cute. <3
Me: Wait, what're you talking about?!

Then later, at Ed Board's interview session for next year's team:
Me: *to English Segment applicants* What books do you read?
Various Applicants: Harry Potter/Twilight/Meg Cabot/Gossip Girl/Cecelia Ahern
Me: *after interviews are over* ... Nobody reads Anthony Horowitz. :(
Jane: I read Anthony Horowitz.
Me: *feels slightly better* :D

Sooo, that was my happy day of funniness. How was yours?! :D *cue glittery hearts and sparkling flowers*

Big ol' honking Factor VIII

I had a very spacey day in school. Somehow, feels like Add Maths took up most of the time, but it felt OK to me, because Integrals feels like a good chapter for me. I can understand it anyway.

Yesterday at school was a lot different. I was ... incredibly hyper. Especially in Bio. Pn. Nitce was talking about blood clotting and Factor VIII, and Evelyn and I kept saying, "What's Factor VIII? I don't get it. Teacher, what's Factor VIII? It's a substance? What substance. Where does it come from? Why doesn't it have a name? D:"

Then Laksh bellowed, "Will everyone stop asking about Factor VIII and leave it alone?!!"

And Shumi said that Factor VIII is the thing that tells the platelets to release thrombokinase. Which in turn turns the prothrombin into thrombin and voila! Clotting. It made a lot more sense after that.

And as always, anything to do with blood had me singing the Blood song at the end of the MCR album. Iffah asked me to sing the whole thing, but Pn. Nitce started explaining stuff, so I had to stop. :p

Then Alysha somehow managed to smuggle away my Twilight book from Laksh. And started reading it in the lab. Thus begun a very sugar-induced discussion about vampires, their lack of blood and how can they cover up injuries if all they've got is a truckload of venom floating around inside themselves? No red blood cells. No platelets. NO FACTOR VIII.

And again about how it must be pretty uncomfortable to NOT hear a heart beating away inside Mr. SparklePants (Edward)'s marble chest.

Iffah read the Sparkly bit in the book and decided that Edward is sweet and romantic. Oh, Iffah. I knew you would not resist his sparkly charms. :(

Sara-who-thinks-being-a-Bio-student-is-fuuuuun