littledoggy

Fire

2008-10-31T09:09:00.000-07:00

So here I was, frustrated as I pored over annoying Add Maths, when suddenly my sis cried out from the room saying she could smell something remarkably like smoke.

So I turned around (our room's door is behind me) and lo behold! I see a wave of reddish orange flickering in our kitchen. So I exclaimed and everyone rushed to said kitchen where there was indeed a fire blazing dangerously CLOSE to the wire.

Scratch that - it already started consuming the wire. Note to self: call the wireman or electrician tomorrow.

Dad took fire extinguisher...the wrong one. He used water. Against a gas-fueled fire. Uh-ha. Thank god there's more than one type of extinguisher at home.

So now everyone's feeling week in the knees as we stare at the blackened wall adjoining my room...we were that close to being burnt to death. Whao.

It's scary, really, how sudden mishaps can endanger our lives so much.

birthday + exams

2008-10-22T05:34:00.000-07:00

Okayz, I slipped in to add one lil post. (Lame self-excuse: English essay exam is tomorrow = this blog post is WRITING PRACTICE. Lol.)

Nothing particularly spectacular with my birthday, as usual...just stayed home and attended tuition and such, after which I had a ten-minute mini party =P They almost shoved my face into my cake! Sheesh, people, don't waste that creamy, spongy goodness! Hahaha.

Okay, so that excuse was thought up purely to avoid getting cream-caked.

Sad thing is, exams have started T__T But in the throes of it I still can't bring myself to staaaady. Still the lazy-ass I always am. Though Sejarah might as well go up in flames if the abysmal answers I scratched down was any indication.

On the plus side, tomorrow only Moral + English (essay). Hooray for essay!

EduSmith Seminar

2008-10-11T07:10:00.001-07:00

Wow, I seem to be updating this blog quite often nowadays. Three days in a row! *marvels at the miracle* No worries, it'll probably stop soon, knowing me and my inconsistency....

Anyway, yeah, the EduSmith Seminar and Essay Writing Competition 2008 commenced today. I needed just one hour - only ONE! - to become a human icicle, it was that cold. Brr. As my friend cleverly said, 'I don't get why they need the rooms to be like Iceland.'

Oh, I agree all right; quite quaint.

Turns out that there's a word limit for the essay. I didn't realise I could actually write 600 words in less than an hour with pen and paper! *contemplates ability to work faster on computer, if possible*

Now I'm beginning to doubt myself. Haihz.

Oh, and Mr. Photographer, whoever you are, thank you very much for calling me short. Not. Albeit it was still hilarious considering the jovial way you said it.

Essay Writing Competition

2008-10-10T08:00:00.001-07:00

It is late now (2300), but I'll just sneak in to add a post.

Tomorrow's the writing seminar cum on-the-spot essay writing competition, and I must admit, I'm scared. Nervous, even. I've not done this before - previously they were all competition invitations sent to the school, which in turn reach me.

I wonder...since it's pen and paper rather than keyboard and computer, will my essay be as polished as when I use the latter media? After all, every word I inscribe onto the paper cannot be omitted without marring it. That means minimal correction, thinking before writing and god knows what else.

Argh.

I don't think I can win - I have not one shred of hope of that - but it would be so nice if I could at least clinch something there, if only recognition from the editors.

Ah, but I am blabbering now, and probably incohorently too. Still legible, I'm sure, because the trusty computer barely as any fonts that cannot be deciphered.

Okay, enough of a warm-up (or a cool-down, depending on your point of view) for now. Wish me luck tomorrow!

Long time no see!

2008-10-09T06:04:00.000-07:00

Whao, I've neglected this blog for a reaaaally long time *__* Almost forgot it's here at all. Ah well.

Main thing is, I'm back tospamwhoeverreadsthiswithallsortsofrubbishandmumbojumbojustlikethis. Lol. I wonder if it's legible.

Lately I seemed to have simmered down a bit...from being totally irascible to being, well, perhaps moderately tolerable? Eheh. Big difference that makes (NOT).

So, just to revive this poor thing I'll just spam---no, include in here some links to my latest works~

A sketch of Kiryuu Zero XD Hopefully it looks enough like him to be recognised.

And also a new fan fiction (my first KanameZero, courtesy of one YenGirl!), Liquefied Pleasure. It's a oneshot because this person cannot scribble up a plot to save her life. *is shot*

2008-03-15T05:47:00.000-07:00

I just realised something after three years of writing.

In a bid to improve myself, I started to analyse and (tried to) interpret the meaning behind a story, and even noticed the general style of writing. Sometimes.

I looked so far into the stories that I actually forgot a very simple rule when it comes to reading...

...enjoying the story.

Gosh, I'm such an idiot.

Relieved but Dismayed

2008-03-07T05:15:00.001-08:00

Exams are over. Hooray!

I can't believe I managed to pull through, but hey, I ain't complaining.

Okay...so maybe just a little bit. 'Cuz I pulled through, but only barely. Moral's by far the worst subject, which chalked up a measly 68 MARKS. Ceh. To think that my Add Maths might fare worse than this.... Eheheh.

And with no time to prepare for Semester 1 this coming May, I'm so screwed. Let's see what I have to do leading up to the exams...hm.

---> This March hols: Three Moral reports, two essays, one karangan, one cerpen to read, one folio, one oral, one civics presentation, etc...oh, gawd.
1. 12/4 - Canteen Day
2. 14/4-17/4 - MSSPP Chess Individual Tournament
3. 21/4-24/4 - MSSPP Chess Team Tournament
4. 26/4 - Musical Evening 3
5. 21/5 - Choir Competition
6. - Trinity College Gold level for choir, blah, blah...

And they expect me to squeeze study time into THAT. Pfft. I'm as good as dead. Somebody do me a favour and kill me nowwwwww!

Beta Reader + Tests

2008-02-29T19:04:00.000-08:00

Hey, guess what. There's this new...option, or something, on ff.net - Beta Reader. It's kinda cool. Had fun browsing through different categories, being a busy-body, poking my nose into people's profiles...lol. Had fun, at least until my mum shot me a glare and poked my poor Science textbook, mouthing, 'Study. NOW.'

Bleh. Why must we have tests and exams every two months or so? They're so troublesome and takes away precious time that could've been used for something much better, in my opinion. Haha.

Four tests on Monday...wish me luck. 'Cause if I get anything less than A2, or maybe B3 for ANY subject, it's tuition for me. Ouch.

Yes people, I'm still tuition-free. For now. Must enjoy my last week of freedom while it lasts.

Sigh.

Geramnya...!

2008-02-28T06:25:00.000-08:00

Ok, that's it. That darn teacher first let me into the koperasi without a hitch, then starts using me as an example for the other, more experienced koperasi members (which didn't sit well with them, thank you very much), tells me that she wants to train me to be her secretary/treasurer next year, and NOW she puts me in charge of collecting newspaper fees from teachers and students who could just as well be walking all around the school?

Bloody perfect. As if I haven't enough to do. Hmph.

Not even mid-year, and already I'm wondering HOW can possibly cope with so much...

gloom

2008-02-20T05:00:00.001-08:00

Monthly test in a fortnight...post-PMR 'holiday' is now officially over. Sigh.

Teachers are slave-drivers, rushing us like no tomorrow ('hurry up girls, we're far behind!' 'Keep quiet and look at the board, we've to cover this topic before xx/xx/o8!'). I mean, sheesh. Not entirely our fault that we're left behind, is it?

So yah. CNY was over before I could blink and was quite uneventful, in general. Except for the fourth day which I spent in Perak. Dad promised a fun time catching crabs, but it never happened (for which I was half thankful, because I definitely don't wanna get my fingers or toes clamped!). Though the hunt at night more or less made up for that. Thoug I'm still (half) sorry we didn't make it on time to set traps for the crabs. My mum said it was a rare opportunity to go catch some. Oh well.

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PS: Thanks, Wan Qian-senpai for helping me with the codes and stuff =P I owe you one...no, two. Or maybe a dozen.

Flute Recital

2008-01-26T23:23:00.001-08:00

Went to flute recital with Genevieve, my sis and a few other people last Sunday. I met my flute tutor too. So embarrassing~! Apparently (according to him), I'm shy, but more bold when there are less people around. Swt. What sort of logic is that?

The performance by Mr. Hiroshi Matsushima was great. And the pianist - wow. Are they both human? Their fingers move so unbelieveably fast!

Then after the concert, it seems that my tutor was right behind me, but he refrained from saying hi because I looked *fierce* and *angry*. Pray, teacher, tell me. What's there to be angry about after such an enjoyable concert?

Fast forward to Friday, he - my flute tutor - chastised me for not sitting in front. Didn't he realise that the front rows were already filled? And plus, I didn't want to sit in the front row. The prospect of it sounds scarryyy...

A New Year

2008-01-05T17:33:00.000-08:00

Bye bye 2007, hello 2008.

...but I dislike you, 2008. Ever since the year started, my life has been everything BUT nice. I don't like that.

For instance, the little feud my parents had during their wedding anniversary - and those at home could do nothing because said parents were in Thailand. Great, just great.

Ah, school. Lots and lots of obstacles and problems to overcome. It's only the second day of school and I've already fallen out of favour with the strictest teacher. Hey, I couldn't help it ok! I definitely didn't ask for it!

Basically, my life is in a whirl right now, and I have a sneaking feeling that it won't end here. Oh dear. Life sucks.

And I hate you, 2008!

Doomsday, or not?

2007-12-26T21:43:00.000-08:00

PMR results was scheduled to be released today. The day prior to that, some people called or sms-ed me, spending long periods of time either staring at mobile phone screens or talking endlessly over the phone. All because of PMR results.

I wasn't nervous about it initially. Though I was a tad too nonchalant for my liking. But, you know, after approximately a whole hour of listening to people ranting about how scared they are, you kinda catch the disease also...so I ended up being scared of today.

What would it be like? Would the atmosphere in the office - or wherever we're supposed to meet whomever it is that will give us our dreaded results - be tense and depressing? Would I be scared out of my wits?

In the end, the actual confrontation - it was with my class teacher - was over after a brief moment. All I did was murmur a 'good morning, teacher', to which she returned then congratulated me after handing me a slip of paper and asking me to sign on the name list, and then it was over.

That's it.

No time to feel scared, nervous, overwhelmed...nada.

So now, exactly five hours later, I'm wondering - why did I get so scared in the first place?

Wedding night...

2007-12-09T07:01:00.000-08:00

My mother, my sister and I attended a wedding this evening at Berjaya Hotel. It was a distant cousin of mine, from my father's side. My grandfather's sister's granddaughter, or something like that. The bride was so pretty in white~

The wedding was quite a boring affair, because I couldn't hear the emcees speaking and the stage wasn't in clear view. They had a total of seven dishes served that night; carbonated drinks (tasted like Mirinda/F&N Orange to me), alcohol and hot tea were the only beverages available.

My aunt and uncle came with their youngest son. The fourth eldest among my mother's seven sisters was there, too - she and her daughter. Even with two strangers at the table (table number 59), there was still one empty seat. So, hi, Mr. Ghost! Hahaha.

The newly-weds cut their five-layered cake after the fourth dish - friend prawns - was served, and then opened a bottle of champagne together. Not much of the beverage burst forth though, even though the groom shook the bottle vigorously. Pity. I was looking forward to more drama than that. Although their 30-second long kiss (the crowd demanded it, though I didn't time them) is amazing enough, no? I wonder how they managed to hold their breath.

...On second thought, I don't want to know.

The couple came to our table after a while, to have a toast to...well, I'm not sure to what, exactly. The bride's cheeks were already rosy. She looked really stunning in her sparkling green, tight-fitting, sleeveless dress.

We left before the wedding was really over because the car was needed before eleven. Too bad...

Of falling down and trying again

2007-12-03T17:45:00.000-08:00

From an onlooker's point of view, roller skating LOOKS easy. People just practically zoomed around the skating rink like it's a piece of cake. Curious, my mum decided to give it a try and rented three pairs of skates - one for her, one for me and one for my sister.

It was so hard to balance myself when wearing those blasted skates! Those wheels just can't stop moving when I tried to stand up, and on top of that, the skates were HEAVY. My mother was the first one who managed to get the hang of skating and started moving towards the center of the rink. Whomever gave rise to the phrase 'you can't teach old dogs new tricks', you're sorely mistaken in this case.

After three falls, two hours, one painful wrist and a sore bottom, I could *finally* skate a little bit. Little bit only.

At least I got it earlier than my sister. If she had mastered the skates before me, I'd be humiliated for life!

Bad hair day

2007-12-01T23:47:00.000-08:00

Geez. Before today, I would have said that having a haircut is no big deal. Now, I'd happily say, 'Think again.'

I mean, come on, how hard is it exactly to understand that I just wanted a trim at the edges? But no, that guy just had to natter on and on, asking if I wanted a V-shape or a U-shape cut, if I wanted to straighten my hair...grr. He just couldn't shut up the entire time he was cutting my hair! I merely said 'trim', for goodness's sake! (What on earth are V-shape and U-shape cuts, anyway?)

The result? I ended up with uneven hair lengths. Mum said she could have done a much better job with a pair of blunt scissors, it was so uneven. C'mon, it can't look all that bad...I'm hoping against hope that it isn't, anyway.

Lesson for today: a sociable barber equals bad hair-cut.

Next time, I'll opt for a silent one. Hostile, whatever; as long as he does a good job with my hair.

Sheesh.