Chinese New Year

There's only two words to describe CNY....

UTTERLY BORING!

That's all I can and will say.

恭喜发财， 红包拿来!
Gimme, gimme!

I'm Bad

Yeah, I'm still up at this hour.
Was enjoying the last installment for the Mystery Case Files Ravenhurst Trilogy: Return to Ravenhurst.
Waited for God-knows-how-many hours for the stupid net connection to get me my game.
STREAMXY SHOULD BE GETTING BETTER AS MORE PEOPLE ARE GETTING WIMAX, NOT THE OTHER WAY ROUND!
Will finish it tomorrow...or today...or whatever.
My brain function is now at 5%.
No wonder I couldn't spot the lizard that was standing right in front of me in the game.

First, my com died...again. It died on Thursday.
Two days without my computer was like hell. Nothing to do but to laze around and mope.
Finished Pride and Prejudice faster, like in 1 day. And it's the unabridged version.
The tech guy fixed it today, said that it was time for my hard disk to go to computer heaven.
Luckily, he cloned everything. Or not, all my manga and songs will go poof too.

And...
Went for the KPP lecture; met Shermaine while waiting.
She started at Taylor's for A levels; so glad I didn't decide on that. BLOODY HARD.
Didn't wear a collar shirt there; wasted 13.90 for a really fugly one. Mom paid me back though.
Sat there for 5 hours straight till my ass cramped.
Rained hard when we were almost in Tmn Megah; was drenched wet when we got down.
Why does it always rain when I already wash my hair and am going out?

Played my heart out on Green Day's Holiday. Almost got the hang of the riff part. ALMOST...
Dinner was a rip off. 97 bucks for 5 dishes! No abalone, crabs or prawns. WTH?!?!
Nam and Ivan ask me to go for guild war, but totally ignored my existence when I got there and Ivan wasn't even there! Dude, keep your 1 mil; I have my own 200+ mil of my own.
Internet speed was fluctuating between dead pulse and slight pulse.
WHEN ARE WE GETTING OPTICAL FIBERS INSTEAD OF THE LAME AND EASILY OVERHEATED COPPER WIRES?!?!
ARE YOU SURE THAT YOU CAN DO IT BY NEXT YEAR?! IT'S STILL A RECESSION YEAR, YOU KNOW?!?!
AND DON'T GIVE ME CRAP ABOUT US NOT BEING AFFECTED. THE WHOLE WORLD WILL BE AFFECTED. YOU THINK IT'S MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH RECESSION?
SO WHAT THAT I WAS 6 AT 1997. I WASN'T A STUPID KID.

I'm too tired, pissed off and lazy to write in full and complete sentences. Maybe I'll stick to it.
Yeah, not the normal me but so what? New year, new me.
I want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Also,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MOMMY
So nice that it's on the Chinese New Year eve. Everyone will be eating dinner and celebrating with my mom! That's a hell lot of people!
YAY!

*grins*
*thunk* (falls on table)
*snore*

Thinking Too Much

I've been out quite a lot the past few days, which is very uncommon and almost unheard of. And the reason for it is to stop me from thinking.
Yes, thinking. Never heard that thinking is bad for a person, huh?

When I'm left alone at home, I start to think. Then, I'll go all miserable and depressed over my disposition. The equation would most probably explain it better

Me + alone at home = Really bored*5
[Bored*5] + too much time = Thinks too much
Thinking too much * pessimistic personality = Misery + depression
Misery + depression = Creates a gloomy atmosphere that sucks all happiness

I don't contemplate much when I'm out of the house or out and about. The things that run through my mind would most probably be what I'd be doing the next moment or what I'm going to eat or whatever else question my mom / friend would ask. She understand me enough to never ask about any questions that needs any deeper thought when I'm out and my friends don't really think that deeply. I'm not complaining that they're shallow or anything; just that my train of thoughts run real far.
I wished my mind doesn't work as it does now. Just don't let me be bored and start thinking.

On the other hand, I've dug out Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice from my box of books. It's the unabridged version, making it all the more interesting. I've read it before, but never in detail nor have I taken a long time to read in between the lines.
I found many of the words used then are quite different from the modern English that we speak now. I can't say for Manglish though, it's a complete alien language if one were to use it during that time.
For example, the past tense for choose was chuse; show was shewn and intercourse has yet to take on its vulgar modern meaning.
Their manner of speech is rather polite too, filled with civility and a really haughty manner.

I do find the tete-a-tete between Lizzy and Darcy quite charming. It's nice to find heroines who aren't dumb airheads; unlike most modern pop lits.

That's it for today. I shall exit the drawing room and have a meal with family relations and then retreat to the upper living to be enchanted once again by my books.

What's to Wonder?

Again, I'm compelled to type titles that have absolutely nothing to do with the content of my post, or have little to do with it.
Why? Cause I'm really, really, really, really, REALLY BORED.

Today is kinda like a day off from a job, at least that's what I feel like.
Too bad that we live in a country whose internet connection can fluctuate from really fast to absolutely positively f***kingly laggy and slow. I censored out the word because I'm thoughtful that children DO use the internet.
I may not seem like the kind that cuss, but I damn well know how to. I'm definitely not the nice goody-goody two shoes type. Now you know.

Why two posts a day? Because I'm bored and the net connection is so slow that it gets on my nerve when I'm trying to kill Ghost Pirates in WPT3 of MS. I really don't like dying and losing experience- 5% on lvl 9x is REALLY KILLING.

Yeah, most people can't get that I'm a gamer. Yup, I AM ONE.
When I tell someone that I have a character in a particular MMORPG, most of them would say either one of the following:

1. You serious ah? Don't lie lah. People like you who like to read don't game one lah.
2. Really? I didn't think that you'd be one. You certainly don't look like the type that spends her time playing online games.
3. Show me your character then I'll believe you.

Those people would then have their eyes pop out when they see the levels of my chars. Their mouths would drop when I told them that I once did P.Q in MS for three days straight without sleeping.
If you have noticed, even gaming lingo appears in some of my posts when I'm not careful to reread it.

If I'm not playing a game, then I'd probably be watching my bro playing one.
God of War, Dawn of War, Crash Bandicoot, Republic Commandos... Been there, seen that.

To tell the truth, I've been gaming quite a lot this year and I did pull an A.N on some of the school days (people's reaction: gasp!). Remember some of the times that I actually fell asleep in class? Half of it was due to A.N-ing, the other half was the usual school chore of revision. And it's kinda great the I don't get eyebags or panda eyes easily, that way no one would know. Ehehe...

But for the sake of SPM, I've stopped since umm...June, I think.
But some time around Sept, my internet died; I've been using my sis's com ever since.
I'd probably go back to gaming when I get a laptop. I know for sure that CABAL would definately be smoother cause of the awesome R.A.M that I'll have, not to mention the better graphic card.
I'm training another blader and will try to reach double trans before lvl 70. My wiz is already there and will only use it to fund my blader; don't have much to work on when I don't have a EOD. Training on death soldiers are kinda getting stale.
I'll also be trying to get my f/p mage to arch mage someday, just don't know when.

Oh well. I'll go watch tv now. Still so bored.

Nara / Boredom: Newly Discovered Scene

Nara suits the whole rainy day atmosphere.

Aaaanyways, I'm super bored now, hence the Boredom title. This is 'newly discovered' scene was just the continuation of my Boredom titles; the ones I did in June...or was it July....


I was shocked at something I discovered today.
Motomi Kyousuke is a guy! And why is it a shock?

He's a mangaka for SHOUJO manga.

He's the creator of Beast Master and Dengki Daisy; two stories that strokes my nerves with those feather-like fingers. Ahh~
Motomi-sensei's drawings are nice, and so are his plots. They're not like your generic shoujo manga with undeveloped characters. His heroines are what you'd see in real life, and his heroes are well...cute to the boot, albeit their wacked personalities.
Beast Master's Leo-kun is a guy who lived in the wild before returning to the metropolis of Japan. The thing is, he turns in a savage person when he sees blood, sorta like a defense mechanism. Only Yuiko can control that side of him.
Dengki Daisy's Kurosaki Tasuku-kun is always protecting Teru with his persona, Daisy. Teru doesn't know that Tasuku is Daisy and the only way she can contact him is through e-mails from the phone her brother gave her before he died. And the way he treats her...sorta makes him the bad guy.

And how the hell did I get mixed up with the gender?
Well, do you know that Hikaru is a unisexual name? Kinda like Leslie, Sam (which is short for Samantha or Samuel or Samson) and Jo (short for Josephine and Joe). Yeah.
It's not like Chinese names where you'd know whether it was a girl or guy at once.


I was so bored today that I made my very own button, like the ones you see in the links section.
It's quite simple, actually. It only took me 1 minute to do it, minus the other 50 seconds waiting for Photoshop to start and load. That makes it done in 10 seconds.



Well, I've got another tab open to read up on how to edit raw manga. I think I'll apply to be a editor or a QC'er one day. There's no harm to learning more stuff.

It's great to be good in your academics, but you can't really survive with that alone- one of my cousins.

She's got a point.
I kinda gave up on studying day and night like I did during Form 3. Life's just too short to spend it all on studying. Study hard and play hard, that's what my teacher told me.

Ahh...I'm still bored.
I've finished reading all the manga available on my hard drive and bookshelf, all the novels in my personal stash and there's nothing to watch tonight.

I need to do something before I go mad!

I know!
I've not responded to Jon's post yet!
Uh...what am I gonna do after that?
...

Boredom; Act Seven, The Finale

I woke up today feeling a lil heartbroken (for some unknown reason) and melancholic. The feeling stays still; maybe it's just because the break has ended and school's reopening tomorrow.
Since tomorrow is Monday, there's gonna be a really long assembly and the principal's speech is gonna be really boring. Maybe, if I'm brave enough (or stupid enough), I'd fall asleep again and sleep pass the whole thing.

Played Puzzle Quest today and got my wizard to lvl 22. It's one of those RPG games made in the 90s (I think) and you are a hero in making; saving your kingdom by driving out the undead monsters which has started to crawl out of the ground, terrorizing the people. It's kinda like Bejeweled, just that the things you match are your mana reserves and there are skulls that can help you kill or kill you. It's a good exercise for your brain.


Bro was blaming me for the loss of his Biology textbook. I remember returning it to him after I finish revising the Form 4 chapters. He kept asking me where I've kept it and I told him that I didn't have it with me. So after dinner, I went to look at the cabinet inside the music room and found it there. I think he left it in there and forgot all about it. *rolls eyes*

Nothing much went on today, and this is the final act in Boredom (for the time being).

To credit my melancholic feelings today, I'm gonna sing Wounded by Good Charlotte. Prepare to hear my awful singing!

Lost and broken
Hopeless and lonely
Smiling on the outside
A hurt beneath my skin

My eyes are fading
My soul is bleeding
I'll try to make it seem okay
But my faith is wearing thin

So help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them up

I only wanted a magazine
I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed
And now my mind is an open book
And now my heart is an open wound
And now my life is an open soul for all to see

But help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me...

So you come along
I'll push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay
Cuz I need someone to help me
Oh, I need someone to help me

To help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them,
I need someone to help me fill them,
I need someone to help me close them up

Boredom; Act Six

It's the last days of the holidays. We're going back to school when the weekends are over. *long sigh*

Apparently, sis got smart (rather, it was stupid bro's idea anyways) to set a password for her pc. Yes, I knew why he went into my room yesterday night and what they were talking about.
I will do whatever it takes to maintain my online status; besides, dad already asked me when my wireless burnt out and I foresee a visit from the techs some time soon. I still have work to do which requires the net; didn't think of that huh, smart alecs?

Went to watch Kung Fu Panda today with the small one. She met her friend Julia there and the two were talking up a storm. Great...
The show was okay. It was funny and brainless, recommended for anyone who needs a good laugh.

Now for book recommendations: XD
To anyone reading this, I would like to recommend this book I bought three days ago.

Even though it's meant for kids 10-14, it's still a good read.
It tackles the part on school bullies and name-calling; it also points out that we shouldn't judge people by their looks.
Sometimes, we get so caught up with our lives and peers that we start doing the wrong thing just to fit in.
At least, that's what I thought after finishing that book.

For girls who like a funny and romantic read at the same time, try reading these:



Of all the Simon & Schuster Teen Fiction for Romance and Comedy, I highly recommend all these three. They are by far the funniest, even though sometimes they are a bit generic and cheesy. My favorite would be Major Crush by Jennifer Echols.

For those who seek knowledge instead of romance, try the Dear America, I am America and The Royal Diaries series.

Both are by Kristiana Gregory and are two of seven that I own. Yeah, I'm way out of the age range but so what? I like reading about historical stuff.
I wanted to buy the whole series but there's only two places that sells them; Kinokuniya at KLCC and the Pay Less Bookstores. It's way, way expensive at the first place and it's hard to find at the second one, since it is a second-hand bookstore. It's always my first stop whenever I go to the mall, before heading to MPH.

Well, that's it for today. Family guy is airing and I kinda like the baby who talks.

If I don't post tomorrow or reply the cbox, it means that mission 'come online' has failed. So my advance apologies if I really don't get to reply your messages. Go ahead, you can blame the two monkeys in the house.

Boredom; Act Five

Today was another boring day; and I'm one day closer to the reopening of school. The day I dread is looming closer...
Oh well, I was typing this at my brother's computer while he uses sis's for his Star Wars game. I was waiting for the upload of my pics to finish but it was already time for Mythbusters.
I'm back at my sis's computer now and she's getting prissy about it. If she gets prissy, she'll complain to dad; if she complains to dad, he'll get annoyed and will (hopefully) fix my wireless. Problem solved.

Anyways, I finally got to clean up my room, the bookcase in my room and my desk. It took me less than 3 hours and I did manage to throw away a lot of stuff that I didn't really need; like the stupid spray bottle that couldn't work, the kindergarten book I was keeping for the sake of memory, the bubblegum wrapper that I bought during vacation (I have no idea when or where, and it still smells of vanilla. Yes, vanilla bubblegum.), the draft papers I used when I was practicing my math in the room and some of the newspaper clippings I kept but don't remember why. I stared at it for a few seconds before saying "What the heck." and threw them into the bag.

I even refolded the clothes in my wardrobe, it looked like a tornado hit it before I did. Mom would have screamed her lungs out if she saw how it was before.

This is my messy room; it's messy to my mom that is...

It's in an ugly shade of pink (for those who don't know me well, I HATE PINK) Mom said that it's blossom red; but no matter what fancy name they put it, IT'S STILL PINK! Five years I've been tormented with that color!

The first thing you might notice would be the pile of junk on top of the box. Yeah, that... The shrink wrap contains the stuff my friends in school bought from the catalog that I subscribe to, there are test papers underneath it, a photo album and my cloth bag.
There's a guitar at the side and it's my dad's. I prefer my dad's so I brought his up and left mine downstairs at the music room. Hehe...
The good thing about having my bed near the wall and window is that I can stare out at the sky when I can't sleep or lean on the wall while reading. See the white blob there, it's the toy dog my friend Sapphira gave me as a present the year before and I love it to bits! My fav. cyan hoodie hangs with my bag.
In this picture: (In the background) My wardrobe with a Kelly Clarkson poster in front, two Sister Princess posters at the side and part of sis's bed.
My keyboard, my dolls standing on the sheet stand; my bookcase, a box with on a stool that is filled with sis's stuff and my school bag underneath a pile of notes.

This is my bookcase; my pride and joy! Initially, the bottom was supposed to be a place for my sister, but she doesn't read and ends up putting her Barbie beach car in there and says it's her garage.
So, I vacated the place and put the remaining stack of my books there. The top would be the ones that I'll read most often; the second would be occasional and the bottom would be really rare. Yes, I do own Chinese novels and they're at the bottom shelf.

That door leads to the bathroom.
See that blue thing in the far corner? That's Dory and her huge eyes. She used to be on sis's bed and it gave me the creeps when I wake up and have it staring at me, especially in the middle of the night. :X

This is the bag I bought the day before. And Matty (yes, that's its name) is chewing on my new watch!

My previous watch is on the right. Looks dainty, huh? The straps are handwoven.
Also, I let it run one to many times in the washing machine when I left it in the pocket of my uniform.
I'm sure its successor would not go through that experience. My mom would kill me if it did.

Had a lil fun while rearranging my bookcase. This is the amount of books on the first shelf; 25 if I'm not mistaken.
Got that bookmark (yes, the red thing dangling in front is a bookmark) from the museum while visiting Taiwan.

After cleaning, my room looked better and mom was happier.

The pile of junk cleared and my bedside table rearranged.

My bookcase rearranged and the floor cleared. The missing chair reappeared, sis took it to the study room when she was watching Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge.
Oops, left the hammer there after fixing my wardrobe. Yes, some girls do know how to use tools and fix stuff.

This is my desk, after cleaning up.

And this is the amount of books that we need to carry everyday. I'm not kidding!
It's the worst when it comes to days when it's one period each for nine periods of class. Those are only textbooks, don't forget the workbooks and exercise books.
Imagine the weight of the bag...Then imagine climbing up three floors.

My thoughts exactly. And they're wondering why we're experiencing sore backs at a young age.

This is my very huge screen and all my post-it posts.
Top: Tuition schedule.
Left: Timetable of subject in school.
Down: (left half) Manga titles I'm watching to download in SMD; (right half) brief notes on using Photoshop.
Right: (top) List of characters in Love Catalog when doing translation for En.tro.py.; (bottom) notes of symbols I used to inform the editor or the QC'er if they need to do some rechecking on the language or to find out about something.

That's the end of the tour of my living and working space. I doubt it'll stay tidy for long; I'd give it three days tops.

Oh yeah, today's Mythbusters episode involves three myths and I shall be a spoiler and tell you the conclusions:

1. It is possible to shoot a fish in a barrel without actually getting a good aim. It's the sudden pressure change when the bullet passes through the water that kills them, not the actual shot at its body.
2. Milk (full cream/ full fat) is the only way to cure the heat of a chili pepper, such as jalapeño and so on. Water, beer, spirits, tequila, toothpaste, wasabi and worst of all, petroleum jelly does not work. Who'd be that stupid to use petroleum jelly in the first place?
3. Elephants are afraid of mice; which is quite a shock actually. Didn't expect the elephant to be afraid of such a small animal. Even though it didn't run off and cause a stampede like in the cartoons, it was cautious of it during the experiment. Still, it did prove that the myth is true.
   

Well then,I'm off to bed. Tomorrow's the last day of the holiday and it's a long time till the next break.
*sigh*

Ps: Kudos to AquaSixio or Rolando Cyril for his amazing artwork! The name of the picture of my header is Strangle Oasis while the background is Silent Prayer. The previous Miho was something I spotted on the net without an owner to credit. Thanks Rolando for producing such beautiful art!

Boredom; Act Four, Part Two

Nyeh, I didn't get to pack up my room after all. I spent the whole afternoon reading one of the novels I bought yesterday. It was nice, I laughed a lot.

Had another round of DDR again. This time the '<-' of the dancing mat doesn't work anymore. See, bad things always happen when I am happy. I told mom about my theory (yes; it is proven that it's true. I'm the living proof!) that I'm the kind of person God or any unseen force that has the ability to create and destroy at the same time has marked me as the kind of being that can NEVER be too happy. Things will always go wrong if I do.

I shan't dwell on the fact that I can't be happy anymore. If that force wants me to be indifferent about anything or anyone, I sure won't go stop myself from feeling otherwise.
I'm a pessimist and I'm pretty comfortable living my life as one.

Speaking of which, one thought came into my mind while I was mindlessly staring at the sky.
What happens to us when we die?
I know, nobody knows.
But what's the point of living life and then just disappear suddenly when we die?
Why work and restrain ourselves when we only have limited time to enjoy this course that we call life?
Why slave over something when we know that we'll lose it eventually?
Why seek the knowledge of the world and lose it all when our time ends?
It's not true that no one can take away the knowledge you hold in your mind. There is one, Death.

Yeah, yeah. I know, girls at my age won't be thinking of all these questions at all.
All they probably think of is which eye candy is crushing on her, if eating another helping of salad with low fat dressing would make her fat or if the blouse she just bought a big mistake and that it makes the invisible flab on her tummy obvious when she goes to the pool party.
WHATEVER

I'm born with a brain, might as well use it to think; even if I can only use 10% of it.
Which gets me thinking...Is it possible to use the brain to its full potential?

Heck yeah

But how? And what do you get if the brain is at its fullest potential?
So many questions...But no answers to those questions.
I have more, but I don't think I'll get anyone to answer all of them.
Yea, I am a very curious cat whose waiting for a question that will finally kill me.
And no, I do not want to be killed; I just turned 17 and barely lived out my life.

All in all, I'm just another bored teen who is very curious and comes up with nonsensical questions when she is left without anything to keep her mind occupied.

Boredom: Act Four, Part One

My wireless no longer works, so I'm stuck using my sister's computer until my dad finally decides to fix mine. Until then, her desk will be my 'working' space.
How I get my sis to agree on this? A lifetime of servitude in exchange for a song by the Cheetah Girls. I even got it in black and white. Diabolical, I am very much.

The cleaner didn't come today, so I had to take over the chores department. But all I did was to vacuum the upstairs and get rid of the cobwebs in hard to reach places.

Anyways, I'm proud of myself to have the strength to put off reading my novels after wrapping them at 2 in the morning. I'd usually care less about sleeping and will dive head first into my novels. My self-control is getting better now, I guess.

The Young and Hopeless by Good Charlotte is blasting from my earphones and I plan to pack up my room, desk and then play DDR again. School starts in 5 days and I'll soon bury myself with work. I've lost my direction and spirit before and am giving my all to regain my fighting spirit
. With my future on the line, I do not want risk it. Heck, I'll have three months worth of break time (if I'm not selected for the National Service program) and the rest of my life to enjoy life...If I get a good education and a good job. All I need is a little push from my own self.

Alright, I'm off to start with whatever I've planned.

Boredom; Act Three, Part One

Yeah, I'm back again to wreck havoc to the blogging world!

Uh huh, some havoc I'll create. I'M SO FREAKING BORED!
I just woke up two hours ago to get myself ready for Malay classes, (if you think that there's a BUT coming along, you're damn right!) BUT the teacher had to cancel because he had to attend a meeting in school. There is a replacement on another day.

Anyways, mom's taking me to the mall (1U to be exact) and I'll go book hunting before I go mad. Even if I have a PS2, the games we have sucks; I can't play DDR because my leg still hurts and my wireless suddenly decides to go cuckoo and will only work if I keep detaching and inserting its USB.
Dad's considering on my request to get an X-box. We all know that bro's gonna enjoy his time in HALO with Ryan.

I smell lunch, so I'm off.

Boredom, Act Two

Noticed that I've changed the template again? Yeah, I got bored and tried experimenting with it again. This (the current background) was my intended result when I first started blogging. I couldn't figure out how to do it and found reverting and using ready made blogskins as an alternative.
Who knew all the it needed was a image hosting site and some adjustments here and there could do the trick?

Dinner yesterday was pretty boring. It's my uncle (grandpa's younger brother's son) who came. The story goes like this: During the Japanese Occupation, the Communist was formed in efforts to purge Malaya (they changed the name to Malaysia in 1963) of the Japs. Grandpa's younger brothers (two of them, I think) were sent back to the remaining relatives in China to prevent them from being recruited by the Communist. So, they were brought up in China and ended up setting up families there too.

This uncle of mine now lives in Taipei, Taiwan and works as a...umm...I don't really know.
He told dad that he owns a restaurant, works in a hairdressing company teaching others to style hair and a travel agency. I don't mean to sound rude or anything but the first thing that popped up in my head when I heard that was this proverb:

Jack of all trades; master of none.

Even mom agreed to what I thought when I told her.

Anyways, House is opening again tonight and there's Chuck at 9.00.
I guess the other one hour and thirty-eight minutes will be spent by me laying on the grass outside (this time I'll bring the sleeping mat), listening to my MP3 again and watch the clouds and the sky change from evening to night. I do hope that it's clear enough to have stars.

Boredom Blues

I've been bored...VERY BORED
I even resulted in taking those questions in the bulletin board in Friendster to be entertained!

We were suppose to expect a guest today; but he's not coming till tomorrow. It's one of my dad's cousin. You know, the family's so huge that I don't even remember who they are, which side of the family the belong to and where they live! Dad's relatives are spread out to China, Hong Kong, Taiwan (typical China people) and England while mom's is spread out to Australia, New Zealand and there's one cousin of hers working in Arab.
I really, really dislike having family reunions. Bleh...

As I was saying; we were suppose to expect a guest. He's from Taiwan and was supposed to dine with us tonight. We waited for dad to come home from his work in Perak so that we could go and have that dinner with first aunt, third aunt, fourth uncle and him, BUT SOMEONE didn't call and inform us that it's getting late! We ended up having dinner on our own. Rest assured, we're gonna meet him tomorrow and I'm not going to enjoy one bit of it.

Not only do I have to idle away my holiday by not doing anything and being bored but I have to spend with a guy who disappeared for 20 years and suddenly decides to visit! GEEZ!

After dinner, I spent some time alone sitting under the stars. It's good to have a side yard sometimes. I could lay on the grass but mom would have have my ass for it.
It was nice; sitting alone under the dark sky and listening to my MP3. Set it to 'shuffle' and the songs were synchronized with how I was feeling at the time, picking out songs that matched my emotions; like it knew what I needed. Another reason to love it.

The earphones are still plugged into my ears, and it's still generating songs that matches my mood.

Now, I'll just go and lay on the floor of my room or on my bed and stare out the window and listen to a machine play out my emotions.

Ps: Hurt my left leg while playing DDR yesterday. The muscle hurts every time I try to get up from sitting or jumping. ARGHHHHH!

BOREDDDD

Okay.
The Lunar New Year's over.
Technically, it isn't over until the 15th of the Lunar calendar. Whatever.
Now, the year is just gonna past by in the blink of an eye. Wait and see.

First, the monthly test is going to come; then, midyear.
After that, the second test. Then the trials.
The last one of them all...SPM!
After that, school life's gonna be over for all of us! Wheeeee!

I just don't have a particular thing to speak about. Just rambling.
I'm sooooooooo bored!

A Boring Winter Solstice

It's Winter Solstice tomorrow. I don't think that i'll be in any mood to celebrate it. There's always the glutinous balls to make tomorrow, and i hate that it stick to my fingers and it's awfully hard to get them out later if it sticks to your nails.

The whole day has been a boring one. Most of my friends are away or getting ready for next year's public exams by attending tuition. I hate it; but it's something that i have to suffer with, to get the grades for the scholarship. It's not like my parents can't afford the tuition fees and my expenses when (and if) i manage to get myself overseas. I've been considering the Ivy League, like Dartmouth and Cornell...Harvard and Yale is a lil too impossible. First, i don't know if i can cope with it; and second, i don't think i'll fare that well too far away. I mean, one of my aunt's migrating there in a few months and i won't be entering colleges for another year or so. Mom said that i could go over to Australia; and since she has a few relatives living there, and another aunt is going to settle down there, i'll still be able to reduce on the homesickness.

Sigh...I'll worry about that later, like in 9-10 more months. I'll go college hunting when SPM is over.

Dullsville

I have no idea what's wrong with me. A poem came popping into my head when mom and i were baking the lemon mousse cake together. It was in Chinese! Man, and i thought that after last year all the Chinese lessons would go down the drain. Well, if it were to go down the drain, dad would have had my head for it. I doubt it'll ever disappear entirely, after 6 years being in a Chinese school and another 3 years of mandatory classes.

There isn't much going on. Life's still as dull as ever. School's starting in a few weeks and i still have some unfinished projects leftover from last year. Maybe i'll squeeze in some time to go finish it, if something fun doesn't come distracting me.

Staring at the same four walls

It's been raining for two days now. I don't know what to do.
Redecoration of my room is not going to start until dad starts the renovations. He says that my bathroom has to be pushed out so that when the water tanks have any leaks (touch wood), the walls won't start peeling like now. The walls of the room is painted pink blush, or cherry blossom. I don't like it but i can't complain.
If the bathroom is pushed out, my room's gonna be really spacious; with the walls so bare, i can't bare it. I used to buy the posters at those mailing stores; where the send you a catalog and you mail back the list of items you want to buy with either a check or the postal money. They had wonderful posters throughout the year but i was too busy to find time to sit down and decide which to buy. I'm very free now, but they ran out of posters. Guess i'll have to wait till the next issue to see whether they have some nice ones.

The rain's gotten me a bit melancholic. It reminds me of Grandma. I miss her. I told her the wait for me but she didn't. She's left me alone with a unfulfilled promise. But she's in a happy place now, i think. She's no longer suffering, so i'll be happy for her.

The trip's next Friday, we'll be leaving in the morning. I hope that it'll be an enjoyable one.