Entries for June, 2004

June 7, 2004

..wait for it..wait...hang on...aaaallllmost there.. ..wait for it..wait...hang on...aaaallllmost there.. Posted at 10:49 PM ~Just thought I'd share this true yet somewhat dumb story which happened yesterday... I love my dad. And in this case, I love the fact that he's SO godforsaken forgetful. Believe me, he is. Well, at times, at least. The One Where The Phone Got 'Missinged' As I was happily strolling down the the shopping mall browsing shop to shop (bought Usher's Confession ) and having a plain normal shopping weekend with mi familia, my phone beeped. Just so happened Shaz messaged saying she was on her way back from Kay-el and whatnots. Fair enough. Next came another message which contents I shall not post here which displayed a more urgency and needed to be responded to ASAP. Just my luck, credit balance was...0. I was not in any rush of reloading pronto since the last time I did was within the matter of a few days before I had to use it all up @_@. Anyways, the second message was, not to be ignored. What was I to do? Well let see what happened next. Home sweet home, dad was whacked, as always, so he flew off to slumberland. Understandable. So, seeing his phone was lying right there on the table practically screaming "What are you doing just standing there? Use me!", I decided to, 'borrow it without consent' WHICH was in no way of stealing or anything of such because it was a decision made there and then, and I was only going to use it for a minute or two then put it back. Besides, dad was asleep, never did I intend on distracting his rest. Into my room, I took it and sent just a couple of messages. Suddenly, as it was sitting in my palm on the way back outside, I saw our house number blinking on the screen. THANK GOD no sound was emitted. It was on silent mode...gracias, papito. I peeped out of my room door, dad was searching for his beloved cellular device. Wht was I to do next. I couldn't just pass the phone to him and told him, "Dad, I borrowed it just for a teensy bit, my credit's dry." No no. Hed probably go ballistic knowing how soon I drained my credits. No, as a responsible child, I should not be losing that repute. In the end, he had the whole family helping him look for it in every nook and cranny available in the house...well, almost. Where was I? Naturally, I was in my room thinking...thinking..."dad's going bezerk out there, -the hewll am I gonna do?" Ocasionally, mum would holler asking if I had found it. Bro and Sis were at it like mad too. Once or twice I'd be peeping out of the door asking ever so innocently, "...found it yet, mum? *sigh* Dad'll never learn to be more responsible with his stuff, will he? Did he check in the car? Left it at the shops, mum?..." Then, the flickering light bulb in y cerebral cortex shot to live! Some of my mum's shopping bags that I helped to carry inside was apparently on my bed. In goes the phone into one of the bags, I took it out, walked over to mum and dad's room calling out, "Mum!...your stuff," plopped the bags onto the bed...then sped back into mi cuarto. After a while, decided that I wasn't being much of a help, went back out to look for the 'missinged' phone...relentlessly. Well, duh! Should I even be putting any effort...knowing already where it was. Pretentious, but believable. I pleaded myself innocent then... What made my throat itch was when my GENIUS sister looked UNDER my parents bed when the shopping bags with the phone inside were ON TOP it...*rollseyes* I felt like yelling.."The bags, sis, the bags!!.." So, okay, people were looking for it at weird and wonderful places; clean laundry, letter rack (eyesrolling),...under the bed??? *sigh*. Guess it was all up to me. I went back into my parents' room, took the bag, pretended to scavenge through it...oh heck..."Oh, hey!...lookie here!...mum..uh..found it." Smart. Dad was thrilled, said he owed me a tenner. Ahh...the reward for deliberately 'missinged' it and 'foinding' it...again. Heh. Mum however..."Now,..how did it get in THERE? I didn't bring those bags in, aimi, did you?" And OMG, this is my favourite part. yes I did bring the bags in but.... "No, honey, I did.." -Dad LMAO...and inside, I was restraining from bursting into a fit of giggles whispering to myself, "...no, daddy dearest, I did..." *rollseyes*. See what I mean. You could swear he caught amnesia then! He's so darn forgetful sometimes it's SO amusing seeing the silly stuff he says and do. ;P Proven useful though! Haha. JOY TO THE WORLD.....my dad saved my neck from...my dad. Boy was he over the moon, loved his phone to bits. So okay. I was the cause and the solution finder. Wicked! Lesson learnt: Timing when plotting mischeivous schemes, deliberate or not, should ALWAYS be an important factor. Like my case...dad woke up JUST in time before I could put the phone back where it was. Glory. Outkast - Roses 7 comments

June 17, 2004

~Felicitaciones MGS~ ~Felicitaciones MGS~ Posted at 09:47 PM Ladies and Gentlemen, behold, MGS, all-time choral speaking champions!!!!! Mwahahahahahahahahaha *evil laughter* Ahem Yeah, so the whole team gathered super early this morning in the upper hall for final rehearsal before we shot off to Pei Yuan Sec. in Kampar. Then there was the usual exuberance filling the air. Peeps had butterfiles in their tummies...well at least they had SOMETHING...mine was empty 'cos I didnt have time for brekkie *rollseyes*. But the whole mood was all in all anticipating. I was cool with it 'cos 1. I got to wear baju kurung and not a strangling...neck...string...thingy..whatever it's called again?? :p. and FRAN said I looked cute in it :D. Lol. Anyways, then we went downstairs waiting to go up the bus. Which was far from luxury what with the curtains hanging half-dead and seats broken and feet-rests..uh..broken still. Journey was...okay, apart from the ocassional bumps and humps. Lwe. Sam as usual was 'advising' me on...ahem...a certian subject which I realy should be considering about now. Tsk. Honestly...Then another round of our script in the bus. Vern had her 'don't-you-tell-me-not-to-get-worked-up-cause-i'm-damn-shaky-right-now!!' mode on MAX...still. Oh well. Arrived at PY Sec. And I was all....woah. It was a very...no..super nice site for a school. Okay, it was a nice site then. Up a terraced hill, forest at the back, just a perferct spot to get in touch with nature....urm, minus the 6 or 7 flights of stairs we had to walk just to get up to the main hall on the 4th floor..@_@. And at outside the hall itself was a balcony overlooking the small town and the greens. A group of us was in dire need of the lavvy so we went into the men's room because it was the nearest and the prefects had to shoo us out. *rollseyes*. Then we had the going up stage and going down rehearsal and..ooh..guess what? I messed up during both..Ahh...joy! Then there was me at the balcony already at the minimum amount of courage to go back up for the real thing after I screwed up...twice. Don’t forget the ultimate disgrace. Uh-huh. But yeah, I had real wonderful peers and pals around me giving me the boost and I thought, hey, so I messed up then, now's the real deal. So our turn was right after SMI Ins. and boy, did we rock the stage. At least I thought we did. lol. I for one thought I did okay. We were enjoying Vern’s elegant conducting all the way :D. She honestly brought the whole crowd to life. Great energy and I saw ultimate dedication all the way through the script. It made us all think at the very moment, we’re doing it right there partly for her too, and Amelia and Avinder. All of the long hours they made us practice, hmm...paid off! lol. Anyways, the other school did, or some of them at least, seemingly well. I gave RPS two thumbs up to their sound effects ‘cos’ they were really lifelike. SYS’s conductor grabbed our hearts. Uh...no, not in a sense of..heck, ferget it. lol. He had an outta this world type of energy; up-to-beat and amusing actually. lol. And he really enjoyed himself too which was probably the essence he seeped into his team up on stage. Lack of outstanding pronunciation but nevertheless, worthed watching! So, in the end, SYS was put 2nd runner up, and when we heard RPS grabbed 1st runner up we were already over Saturn, lmao. And so, the rest happened, Vern went up on stage, grabbed the trophy and certs...no cash (!!!!!)...but yeah, winning was good enough. Got back on the bus, rode home...school actually. Team plan; trick Amelia into thinking we only got 2nd. What with our mega-surreal *ahem* expressions, we’d sure pull it off! lol. And yeah, she came downstairs looking half solemn, but she was all “You deserved 1st spot...to me, you’re the dream team...I’m still forever proud of you...no disappointments...yadayadayada...you’re the best, anyways.” Then we all were like, “We know we’re the best....we ARE th best ” *trophy was shown to her*...all stunned and over the moon, bladibladiblah....she was damned happy about it, but hey, all in good cause...i think, heh. Scream...yelled...jumping all about..heck..all the things winning ppl do...So yeah, we were happy. ...and if me writing this didn’t sound as if I’m even bothered to make it sound exciting. Too bad...I’m dead-beat. Hasta luego, humans! ~resting in pieces~ PS...then i went for bowling with Ika rite after school. Wicked, 1st bowl, strike and 3 spares in a row after that ;P... Anastacia - Left Outside Alone 3 comments

June 20, 2004

número dos en esta semana número dos en esta semana Posted at 05:48 PM I thought I'd regret saying this but I didn't...so I'll say it again; I'm glad Azana made me represent MGS for the Y's Men Speakers' Forum!!! :D 'Cos I sincerely, honestly enjoyed it. Despite having to not look forward to the event much at first, it's a pleasant surprise to know I liked it in the end. lol. So okay, 2 weeks before the holidays Ms. Azana summoned me to join this forum competition thingy on National Service and I was like, *shrugs* "Whatever...". Because, I didn't and didnt bother to know what or how a forum is suppose to go. *rollseyes*. But hey, so long as it'll keep my mind off other stressing craps...e.g. library stuff, homeworks, any uninvited internal or external conflicts and any of the kind...phew...then I'm in for it. Constantly my team mates, Ming Lee and Evelyn would come up to me going, "...done your research on NS?" and I'd be all "urm...yes?" or "i'll give it to you later.." or "we've got 2 whole weeks of holidays...can't it wait?..". Lmao. Poor kids. Like I said, I couldn't be bothered. During the holidays, expect me to do research? Sorry, I didn't either, ;P. After the holidays, 3 days full CS practices, ML and Evy would walk 3 stories high to the 'Indera Kayangan' lair of the 4Sc1-ers to drag me out all the way to the library at the other side of the school, tsk, just to find me not there. Hmmph. lol. Too bad for me, only to know then that the competition was on that Saturday, (today, that is). @_@. Doomsday for moi. So, after the CS Comp. on Weds, I thought, heck, ima hafta get going with the programme anyways. I took advantage to escape classes like Add. Maths and shot down to the library, worked on our Powerpoint presentation, and me? Looking bored was my best thing. Heh. On Friday, gosh, I was in a ruddy ol' mood as soon as I step into class. Why? Pn. Jamnah made the start of mine, Sam's and Ee Lin's day close to a nightmare. I figured the very next day I was going to a forum competition as a clueless nut. Piles of homework still not done. I'm having to worry for someone else about something at that time too. Yup, pissed was I. Didn't speak to anyone much, not even my deskmate, (sorry, Shaz ) accept when Sam came over and we went on moaning about library stuff. AND THEN....thank God ML and Evy came to 'pick' me up for forum practice. Throughout the end of the day, I honestly thought we could make it, screw the fact that I wasn't really ready, I thought we'd pull it through. Next morning, arrived at YMCA. I had butterflies in my tummy. The other schools' participants; I know I've seen some of them before...there was Wei Liang and Tjen Jhung from SMI and then Amanda from MC's rotary. We sat behind the ACS team and despite being rivals, we got on well with each other. Our team was to go up on stage turn no. 4 after SMI. I suppose our team's specialty amongst the spectators, we got up to go to the lavvy a couple of times even during other schools' turn to speak. *rollseyes*. Heck. I was feeling confident halfway through the wait when I posed questions to the other teams and I thought I did well. Doing good. Just before we were suppose to go up on stage, we had to set up our own Powerpoint stuff and the projector. Joy to the world, something went wrong. We had everyone waiting for almost 8 mins before we let the next team present first. We sat down, and Ms. Azana, Evy's sis and another person helped anyways. CHEERS TO THAT!!! Then, remember this, it got me into an aftershock for a while when the ACS guys suggested us to pose a question, Evy and MLL didnt want to go up. I went anyways but I didn't know what the hewll I was crapping about, everyone just sat and stared dumbstruck...*doh!*Oh heck, at least I had the guts to go up front. Our turn...We Rocked The Stage!!! And I KNOW we enjoyed ourselves mucha tanto!! We weren't much prepared but still enjoyed ourselves, which was cool. I spoke amazingly calmly, Ming Lee stunned the audience withe her humour, Evy had her intellectual style, as always, lol. Yup, and answering the questions from the floor, we were told we did SUPER well ;P. I was proud of us. We lost, but hey, no disappointments. Judges said we could've won if we weren't too soft (?!). Oh well. Next time around. A great experience...although I regretted a part of it though..@_@..ahem Fran would know why...lol. Awwhh. ~resting in pieces~ Library Management for Idiots The Darkness - Love is Only a Feeling 5 comments

June 26, 2004

Sincerely Pissed Sincerely Pissed Posted at 07:50 PM News Flash: I hate my brother!!!!! Don't get me wrong, my family means heaven and earth to me but for today...for this VERY moment, he makes me SICK...*grrrr*. The aura of his presence hovering around me burns me with utter fury that I, as a mostly responsible and caring big sister am trying to contain in hair-pulling restraint! There's no telling how God-damned, raving mad I am and for once I'm not holding myself back from letting the world know this. (for the record, my SMART brother just posed a horryfyingly daft question, by-far full of annoyance and I just shut him up, "...ask stupid questions again and..." *respond remained unfinished*) Why? WHY you ask??...Okay, not that his existence (for now) is already of utmost irritance to my being, but he just had to make other souls' lives, one namely mine, a living inferno. Mum and Dad was out grocery shopping so once again, minus the part that my siblings were too, at home, I had the residence to myself. And having the house 'almost' all to myself, any normal teenager would expect how I handled the 'privilege'. Don't ask me what I did but it definitely wasn't WWIII serious. *rollseyes*. But hey, guess what???!! My unavoidably lovable, point dexter kid brother went snitching on me to dearly beloved Mum. Why was I pissed? Had I not overheard him making the scenario a WHOLE big of a deal outside near the rabbits' hutch through my window, I wouldn't have been in this state of sincere anger right now. BUT...maybe Him up there himself thought that I deserved to get the drift and so I eavesdropped. Mum didn't go bezerk or anything however (maybe she herself didn't think it was that big-a-deal!). Or maybe she didn't want me to know because lately, I'm thinking my parents are using my dearly beloved little sibs as a spy to WATCH me. Uhuh, yeah. Joy to the world. Like, this morning mum was emphasising the unnaturalness of my being locked up in my room almost most of the day, writing stuff in my little jotter that I carry almost everywhere, ocassionally seen inseparable with my phone and all of the sort. So i'm RESERVED and somewhat down-to-earth and I don't 'mingle' like other kids and it bothers them. Yup, that's it! My sibs are my parents' secret spies to STALK on me. I get. But for NOW...and heaven knows until when? I HATE MY BROTHER! Te odio mucha tanto!!! ~~And to make the atmosphere more horribly intense, I've lost my contact lense casing. I practically turned my room upside down looking for it. While my dearest sister was kindly helping me looking through the rubbish bin for me, guess what my brother did? Yeah, slopped on the couch doing absolutely NOTHING watching the whole commotion happen before his eyes. Does he not have a spec of sympathy in his shallow heart????? Just sitting there, till I had to shove him off with something close to, "Gerrof and make yerself useful, for god's sakes.." to look in between the cushions.*AAAAAGGGHHHH* ~resting in pieces~ What Brothers are Made Of Three Days Grace - I hate Everything About YOU!! go nuts

June 27, 2004

Revenant - Pt. 1 Revenant - Pt. 1 Posted at 05:37 PM "Come, little Child. My hand I offer thee. Lead thee afar from all thou shed for. Visions of silent embrace thou foresee, Yet not the call of Hollows as afore." My Resonance, What has become of your faith; Towards this weakling? Weeping crimson sorrows of what has become. Solitude, When you left me unguarded. A fragile island, Young and lonely, Betrayed by my own fantasies. I held your hand, You whispered me rapture; Promises I sighed for. I found home in your sweet embrace. For once; Fear; suffocate me, it couldn't. I was besotted in your garden of enchantment. Your light shone and showed my way, Of plangent colours I see ahead. Voice of nymphs lingers, Echoing prayers, I truly believed. When you caressed my hair, Told me stories of make-believe; I was a child of petty thoughts; Plucked paper flowers, Followed purple clouds floting up above me. Still far from reach; And you raised me up, Up through the warmth of heavenly showers. And finally I touched those clouds, Then you lifted me higher; Tucked me in wisps of resounding memories. I cuddled the moment, never to let go; For you did promise me, You promised me eternity, Never do I have to live among those mortals; Of sorrowful mournings, Screaming for deliverance. I had home. I had you. But you're not real. And you lied. ~art of retro_humanoid~ >>resting in pieces<< Exodus Avril - How Does it Feel? go nuts