Monday, December 25, 2006
rwf
went to the pasir ris beach last, last saturday. got poked by a sea urchin while swimmimg lah. then i tot got no problem lah if stay in the water after being poked. but it turned out that my injury became more racking. so i slowly got out of the water, coz i was terribly in pain at that very moment. i moaned the hell out of me, only my close cousin knew how loud i moaned in the changing room nearby. can u imagine someone poking not only at your injury lots of times, but also at your thighs? -- oh yah the injury was at my big toe, fyi... i moaned, and moaned like as if it was the end of the world, but i didn't know that what happen next was much more worse than this. so after feeling a little bit relaxed -- after around 20 minutes at the changing room, i got out and realised that i have to walk around 600 metres to the actual entrance of the beach. lol i walked for a heck of a long time -- pity my other cousins who followed me along the long journey to the end. then at last i got into a bus and went home. then after feeling that the pain resided a lot, i tot everything was over, but the spike of the sea urchin was still embedded into my left toe, without my knowledge. two days after the torrential pain, i went to a private clinic nearby my house and after the doctor checked my leg, he said that i need to go to the hospital. i was blown away by that news, you know i had never ever been in a hospital before -- except when i was given birth. he said that i need to take an x ray. the word x ray actually made me tremble, i used to think that being x ray'd was painful.
so there was was me and my father going to the hospital then we registered, whatsoever then waited for an hour just for me to get the x ray. then i got into the x ray room. guess what , there was absolutely no pain doing that freaking thing. after that i went into my bed or what i should call the 'torturing zone'. then suddenly after that, a nurse came by, and know what she did? she poked me even more at my hand just to take my blood. i think she did 7 pokings or what they call plugs -- what a fancy name. the first 6 pokings was unsuccessful, meaning they did not find any vein there. the last one they took a lot of blood from me. then the other nurse said: i guess you need to exercise more, my friend. i was like disgusted. she think she is SO fit. later that night, my operation was held at the operating theatre or OT. once i reached there they told me to breathe in a very smelly gas which will make me sleep. then suddenly i feel some bandange on my knees. i woke up. then i went back to my bed slept for around 6 hours and woke up to see lunch infront of me. And so i had to stay up in the hospital for 7 days.
you ask me about ghosts? i'll answer none except for one very fast occassion which happen at a split of a second, happened on a sunday, i saw, at my blind spot, a white figure running pass a the corridor. that all, oh man i am feeling the chills while writing these, OK OK i'll stop here. OMG, that "a-ghost-behind-you" kind of feeling is attacking me right now. HELP
lol, then tomorrow need to go to the clinic again just to change my dressing. Oh my God, i am really stressed up.
P.S: realised that i wrote all words below these post formally? like for example, proper grammar, capital letters at the front of each sentences? well there is a reason i did that, it is because my form teacher wanted to check what kind of english i used here, so i had to be more careful in writing, but for now, i neglect those. =)
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
reslt
Can you believe it? The verdict is here haunting us up and down. Everybody is pasting posts on their examination results onto their space. They can either be good... or bad. Luckily, unfortunately or fortunately my one is a good one. Heehee... Here it goes.
I got 2 As, 3 Bs, 1 C, 1 D =(
However that doesn't affect my promotion as the least requirement to get to the next level is just to pass English, and three other subjects, which I did. (Hint: I got C for english =( That was a relief!!)
However, thanks go to my form teacher. He said that he don't understand what I wrote in my English essay but he gave me a passing mark. Thanks to him, I passed my English! Yes, yes.
Thanks for reading this long verdict.
Monday, September 25, 2006
fdvdf
If you listen to Coldplay and also a fan of them, I suggest you to buy the X&Y cd of theirs and listen to their second track, What If. After that reverse it using whatever software you want.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
cvcdf
What could be the answer? Well, I see lots of people moaning over their sort of "wrongdoings" these day. All over my friends' blogs, I see the word "haiz" and sometimes "haix" appearing lots of times in their posts.
Really I wonder what they had done wrong. Ironically they don't list them in their blogs. Haha. But truly, everbody even the brainiest guy in this world do something wrong. Purposefully and also accidentally. So what have you all got there?
Luckily, some people are always there for us. They can make jokes that may make us laugh. And it is a fact, that laughter is the No. 1 remedy for any type of sickness, including those sad times.
And for me, that special person is my current form teacher. He is the top in my "link" list, as you can see.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Why must we study?
To get to tertiary education.
Why must we go to tertiary education?
To go to university.
Why must we go to university?
To learn new skills.
Why must we learn new skills?
To get a job.
Why must we gat a job?
To earn money.
Why must we earn money?
To ... be happy.
Why must we be happy?
So that we won't feel sad?
Why not?
(the debate continues...)
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
jdkhvbdfk
My Plans
- Drink lots of water, preferably 8 glasses pr day
- Sleep for 8 hours
- Run 800 meters everyday.
- But remember do at least 8 warm-up workouts before the run!
I am gonna be like "Chris Martin" soon. Hah, its just a dream...
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Is today. I don't know why the hell I am so blur today. I don't know why the hell I can't see very well with my eyes. Lazy eye?! Huh? What kind of term is that? I kept sleeping in class this morning, I don't know why, despite the fact that I slept quite early yesterday -- 1.00 am.
Then suddenly my teacher screamed at me like a (I don't wanna say it, cause it's too sinful for me). She said something like this (my ears was kinda blurry too):
"(My name)! I am very dissapointed with you right now. I didn't know that you are this rude. I feel like slapping you right now. Stand outside!!"
That was the first time ever in this year I was treated like that. Well frankly, every year, no matter I am in Primary school or my current Secondary school, I will never cease to have this kind of scolding from any teacher (excluding P1 to P3, of course, when I was still a small boy).
Then during recess breaks, the rest of my classmates swarmed around me and said something like this:
"Hey (my name)! We thought you were like innocent like that you know. Now then we know your true colours. Not only (angry teacher's name) wanted to slap you. We also feel like slapping you too, right in the face."
OK lah, I know you all are quite dissapointed with me. But I cannot help it!
All the things I need to say, compressed to three words: "I am sorry."
Monday, June 26, 2006
First and foremost I apologise for not writing in to blogger lately. The reason is because I am very busy. Well, that's the usual excuse, forget it. Well, u see my mum just opened up a food stall near my house lately, and I am greatly involved in it. For example, everyday at 7 pm I must go to the kedai and take back the money home.
Psst, I should say that my mum's business isn't going that well. I asked her whether she regretted her decision of having a stall. She said not a single bit. And she continued that she is gaining something: Experience.
Isn't that cool? Hah. Nevermind. But the next thing on my agenda is written below.
It is concerning the CCA. Let me just blow out a bit.
Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz. Haiz.
I know that's too much, but I just hate my CCA. For one very obvious reason: No more nap in the afternoon, in which I need it very much. Help, anybody!!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
cats
At first, my mum felt the reluctuncy (is there such a word?) of having a cat at home. Giving excuses like they are smelly, dirty whatsoever.
Well, we (me and my sis') begged and begged and begged her so that we cound have a cat at home. At last, she gave a green light!!!
The first ever cat we brought home was a black entirely. His name was Goliwalk. I should say he was short-lived. About 2 weeks after we brought him home, he died, out of shock probably. My sis said that he died because we bathed him once a week, which shouldn't be the case! The cat would probably startle at water. We, then planted (in other words, buried) him, right behind our block. Hahh.
We mourned over the accident, =(. After about one week, my sis heard some crying at the window, it turned out to be our next cat, we asked for acquiescence from my mum. Agreed lor.
And here he is, still here living with us: Honeystar. I don't understand why they named him like that, he doesn't even look like my former favourite food tho. He's black and white in appearance. My mum called him "good-looking"! I was like "what the..."
His name was also Honey-stunner, cos he stuns a lot, like jumping from one place to another like a monkey. Hahh.
He is also the naughty one. He bites people often, including me. Sometimes you'll see scars on my hand tho. And the picture you see on top was taken by me, =).
And also, my mum even claimed that he was my mum's best friend. Everynight he will not fail to be at her side. Hur.
About one month after, an uncle of mine brought us a special surprise. Another cat. His name was Sunkiss. Yes, indeed his fur was a mixture of orange and white. CUTE!
Well, my uncle told us that he found it at his doorstep, he's lieing, we found out. Hur. Actually he found it at the void deck, very petitely figured, but now as you can see, he is as corpulent as me (oops, did I broke my secret?)
Thus, because of it's similar properties as me, he was particularly devoted to me. =)
OK. Now the next cat we smuggled into our house was similar to the first one. His name is Chocolate. I really dont understand why they named it like that. He is not even chocolate, only balck and white. Unfortunately, after about three months, he is now lost in the "jungles". Yeah, he escaped! If you see him, please report it to the nearest police centre or my home which is:
Blk **...
We moaned over this! Haiz, then we got another cat. Named Friendly. He's friendly though. Sometimes he would turned over so that we cound see his white stomach. Cute!
OK. That's all folks. All the blabberings and craps. It's me out
Sunday, April 16, 2006
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Very short one.
Most people will think that white is nothing, and black is something. Thus they will then conclude that white is negative and black is positive. This is true to them as they use white paper which they think is nothing and writes with a black pen in which they think is something.
But actually no. It's the other way round. In reality, the space is black. And space is nothing except vacuum. Think about it.
1. When Baitulmaqdis conquered.
2. When there is rampagement of adultery.
3. When there is rampagement in music.
4. When people take pride in decorating mosques.
5. When there is despise between people, breaking connection between families and friends.
6. When wise people leave the world.
7. When a dishonourable man gets into a respectable position.
8. When people greets somebody whom they only know.
9. When women wears clothings, as if naked.
10. When the crescent moon looked as if enlarged.
11. When there is liars, and inaccuracy in presenting news.
12. When there are untruthful witnesses and they hides the truth.
13. When the Arabic land converts into a land of grass and rivers.
This information is taken from http://www.malaypark.com
Summaried and translated.
NOTE: It is perfectly up to you to believe it or not.
As told by Sahal bin Saad r.a. (A friend of Prophet Muhammad)
"Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) said, while showing me a his index finger and middle finger to me: The time when I was delegated to become a messenger and doomsday is like this."
This means that The Doomsday Is Near.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Wow! I realised something about me during the past. A bad thing of course! Sigh, I just read my journals I did when I was in Primary 3.
#1
That Friday, I was very sleepy because of the wind. The wind blows me many times. When the wind blows me I was very sleepy. When I do some schoolwork I was very boring. That why I was very sleepy in school.
#2
Mr B. was very mad last Friday. Every recess I walk out quietly out of the class. Mr B. does not mad out to the girls.
When I do some homework I was very sleepy. I calculated and calculated till my correction finished. After that I can watch anything.
#3
Today my PE teacher, same as subject teacher, Mr. B. teaches us how to play beanbags to play. Suddenly A. (my friend) shouted"Fadhil don't want to play." Mr B. interrupted me. Mr B. give me to be the first person. So I went to the front to play Mr B. shouted at me "I WANT TO SEE YOU PLAY." So my classmates play as always.
So that's only part of it. I didn't bother to type them all, it's too embarrasing. I hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
huh....
Somebody woke me up from the midst of a terrible dream. I am now awakened. I am now wide awake, with my eyed pried open like a door. I realised that I was in deep sleep for the whole of my life, and I thought I was wide awake. Thanks to that somebody who wake me up, yes. I appreciate what you have done to me, all along.
Lots of appreciation,
Kalsikum.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Opps
Without this, life would be perfect. But we are forced to live with it. Okay, I know the pictures are gone to nowhere. Now my blog is bare except for the red cross at the top left corner of this window. The image is not hosted by me, though. The owner has, of course, the right to remove the photo right? So now, everything is my fault. Why I didn't host it myself? Why am I too lazy to do it? All blames falls towards me, like raindrops.
UPDATED: The image is back! Yay. Now I am going to put it under my hostage. The error is maybe caused by Internet congestion, yeah, I respect that.
Friday, April 07, 2006
happiness
Today is just like any other day, except today I am doing something special. It’s much more special than that of any other day. Today's cloudy and it's going to rain, but that doesn't even prohibit what I am going to do.
Right here I am in the kitchen of the most popular pizza company, Hot Pizza. Everyday thousands and thousands of orders are heard here. Some wanted chicken, some wanted beef, and some even wanted mutton! Sometimes I get too confused I had to write them down. But today, I will be sending ten cartons of these pizzas to someone special. Actually he ordered one, but because of him being so particular, I and manager concluded to give him ten for free.
"Let's get it started!" I hollered. We even got together to achieve the best result. We discussed what to put in.
After all the hard work and effort we’ve put in, we achieved something what we wanted. We felt thankful to each other. And now, it’s up to me send those delicate pizzas. It will make me happy and also the special client. I just cannot wait for that unuttered moment of great success.
When I got out of the building, I felt a rush of adrenalin in my body. I am feeling very zealous today because of the delivery. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Then they escorted me into the BMW car with an umbrella. On our way to the destination, it started to rain. I always wished that everyday would be raining like this. It gives me some kind of chilling sensation. I wore smartly on that day. The journey wasn’t a long one though. From our franchise at North Texas, his house was about 100 miles away.
About 3 hours of traveling, we finally reached our destination. His house was like any other, quiet and peaceful, so colourful. I felt some nervous breakdown in me. I was agitated.
“Just go,” one of my closest colleagues, Brian said. He gave me all the strength and courage to pass it on. I continued my fidgety steps.
I pressed on the doorbell. It goes “ding dong”. After that was a moment of anxiousness.
Then from outside I heard someone shouted, “Clara, go check who is at our doorstep.”
Sounded like a man though. The door was pried open with a smile so wide, it gave me all the ease I need after a hard day’s work!
She then turned to her back and called her father off and said, “Pop! It’s Bon Jovi sending us pizzas!”
Her father popped out from his couch.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Friday, March 03, 2006
flight_spontan
The moment my teacher wrote this word on the whiteboard, it made me recall about the Bermuda Triangle. The commotion started when five navy planes, Flight 19 vanished to thin air at this particular place called Bermuda Triangle. It also known as the Devil's Triangle. It is a triangular area in the Atlantic Ocean bounded roughly at its points by Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico. And this a reason why I am very fearful of flights.
Moreover, I heard about a case of a terrorist hijacking a plane before. Not a few, but lots of them. Including the SQ tragedy. The plane is named SQ something something. I don't know and I forgot. I know I am going to be on a plane by hook or by crook. I am very sure
Flight.
You must get it right.
Or it will ignite.
Better study it tonight.
Or the plane starts to bite.
Hah, I did a very lame poem, can you imagine that? Out of boredom, of course.
The dream of flight goes back to the days of pre-history. Many stories from antiquity (ancient times) involve flight, such as the legend of Icarus (A greek man). Leonardo da Vinci drew an aircraft in the 15th century. With the first flight made by man, named Francois Pilatre de Rozier and Francois d'Arlandes in an aircraft lighter than air, a balloon, the biggest challenge became to create other craft, capable of controlled flight. Cool huh? We always thought that aeroplanes was a modern flair, but it turned out that man had thought of it from the ancient times.
But I still insist that I am very formidable of heights and flights. Right now, I am hoping that there will be a new invention of a kind of transportation that will neither be travelling high up in the sky nor on the surface of the ocean. How I wish it could happen. Haiz.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
song?
My favourite hobby. In this world, there are lots and lots of kinds of songs. Gospel, Jazz, Blues, Rhythm and blues, Rock, Country music, Electric music, Electronica, Raggae, Dub, Punk rock, Hip hop, Rap, you name it. I just learnt from my teacher that the hardest genre of music for a musician is Jazz. However, different people can accept different genres of music. For example, I like hip hop and r&b and some others. Some others would like rock. It is up to their liking. One of my favourite artists is Coldplay. Their genres range from rock to blues. One favorite somg from them is Speed of Sound. It won one MTV award. Celine Dion is one of my favorites too.
Listening to music actually relaxes the brain. There is a saying: Without music, life is nothing. And that is correct. I listen to music everyday without fail. You see, life is so stressful nowaday in this advanced world. You won't want to be miserable doing work all the time. There is even a saying: Work and no play, make Jack a dull boy. Wanna be like Jack? Then keep on reading those textbooks all night without sleep. I am very sure you don't wanna do that, including me. You need one essesntial element after those tiring times. Music, of course. Well now I am at home, listening to another favorite artist of mine. Some of you won't know him very much, he did not had the publicity like what Coldplay and Celine Dion have. He is Hafiz As'ari. Not a well reknown malay artist. But his songs are quite pleasant to hear. Some of them are Minah Tudung (Western Scarfwomen) and Siti Lelah.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
habbohot2
If you have read one of my post below about Habbo Hotel, you would know that I am promoting Habbo Hotel. It is not my company or whatsoever, I just wanna introduce this unique chatting place to you.
You see, after some time with something, you find that you will be tired and fed-up of it. You know what I mean? Example, you really love Mathematics in primary school. You are so engrossed with it. By the time you reach Secondary, you will get tired of it, right? Same for me in Habbo Hotel! Now I actually quitted. It is not easy to quit, you know. I met a lot of friends in there like: .:Hot-fudge:., Starjustin, stijlistik, Basbaby, ty13r (these are stars of Habbo Hotel, specifically officials of HabboLitez, a fansite of Habbo Hotel) and many many more. You notice that the names are not real, I will keep them confidential: Those names are their Habbo names. I even stayed until 4 am in this place. I was toooooo engrossed with this, addicted.
In my stay in this wonderful hotel, I had many wonderful memories. Every night I would be in The Habbolitez Room, with all my accompanies. Sometimes there will be special events taking place in the Theatredrome, which looks like our school hall. One of them is the Midnight New Year Countdown. We had fun and laughter! I felt like I were there! At the same time, I could also tune in to Radio:Litez, a Habbolitez radio. Firestarter and Basbaby were DJing at that time. They were making lots of jokes that I burst my lungs out. Lol. Afetr that memorable event, we went to the Lido, which looks like a swimming pool. We all had a dive, which was 30 habbometres high! The rest swam gracefully at the pool. The we had our supper at the Habburgers'! After the meal, I was so full that I could not fill a bit more!
After that we slacked at .:Hot-Fudge:. room. We discussed about how lame those DJs were. Quite crappy, heh. After all the fun and stuffs, I went back to my suite and fell asleep. Zzz.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
I am very happy
I managed to reach the minimum requirement for my english assignment. This is my 10th post! Also, I finished it earlier than due date which is March Holidays!
You would also notice the tagboard is gone! Reason: Misused and abused. So any comments will go to the comment box below each post. Check it out!
Peace (I hope so).
Sunday, January 29, 2006
HTML
Now I now what is HTML. HTML is actually a language. A language used to put together words, music, links and pictures, to form a website! Isn't that kool? It isn't until you start to build one.
Actually this post is about what I did just now, not about that HTML.
Well, frankly I did went to have some jog around the Bedok Reservoir with my father and sis. The scenery was fantastic. Normally I would pant my lungs out after running 0.5 km. But what I realised just now that I started panting right after the finishing point which was 4.3 km. Wanna know why?
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That's the end of my relatively LONG blog. :)
P.S: Happy Holidays to all people out there!
Friday, January 27, 2006
Gracious
gracious: (adj) exhibiting courtesy and politeness.
Gracious, beficient, benevolent. All about being good and to other people. Producing courtesy is just a simple job. You know. Just by smiling is being nice. There is a saying: Smiling is a charity. Smiling isn't that expensive isn't it. And so other things that you could do to give other people grace.
When someone fails a test, take that initiative to coax him.
When someone needs help in Mathematics, show him the formulae.
When someone wants money, give him.
When someone don't know the way to China, show him the way.
Never be narcissistic. Don't think about yourself. Put others first. You will go nowhere if you're such an egotistic, selfish guy. Biased.
Try looking into the mirror. Ask yourself how much good deed have you done? I am sure you have done something good right? If no, now is the time to do good things. Be gracious. Affable. Start by giving your mother or father some token of appreciation. You mather is the one who unweariedly gave birth to you. Giving them a massage is a good initiative after a draining day's work. They will definitely be proud of you. They will be feeling relieved to know that you cared for them. Do you ever know why must they go to work? Ask yourself. Do you even know why must they scold you after you have done a bad deed? Ask yourself. Are you expecting some halcyon advice from them after you do something they don't wish you to do?
They are trying their best to bring you up. They are giving you grace. Now think. Are you going to reply them with a harsh note?
Are you going to blame others for your lost book? Are you going to blame others about your failure in Mathematics? Are you going to tell mum that you are going for a class meeting when you were enjoying yourself at a shopping centre? Are you going to tell your father that you just drank a bottle of mineral water when you just drank Coke? Are you going to have 'D' for all of your subjects in the exams while you had 'A' for all of your subjects last year? Be responsible.Be righteous. Have resolutions. It is all about being gracious, man.
Afterall, being gracious is actually having a good attitude.
attitude: (noun) state of mind or feeling
Have you ever given that someone love?
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Fun time
Today's class was FANTASTIC! Started off at 7:15am with some crazy but hilarious workout at the hall with a FUNNY teacher. Then at 7:30am went back to class. Know what? 4 solid FREE periods! Chemistry teacher didn't came! Luckily we didn't made too much noise at that time. You wanna know why? Cos' almost 1/2 of the class went to have a nap! Includin me. Haha... But the rest made FULL use of this time to do their homework they didn't do yesterday. Aha. Lucky them. Then after the wonderful rest, we had Physics! Fortunately, only Kent did not do the homework. Wanna know why? He also took the nap earlier, forgotting that there is an assignment for Physics! After that we had Recess. Recess is a special period. A period where we eat. Haha. Then A/E Maths. Very lucky of us that its only one period for Maths! Phueww... Next, one more period of English. For English, we drew lots. Not that 'toopid' 4D or TOTO. But we drew lots for a programme called EMI. EMI is actually a recording company. EMI stands for Encourage, Motivate, Inspire. Cool huh? I got number 23! This programme is actually about sharing some encouragement, motivation or inspiration for the rest of the class in the form of quotes, poems or even stories with a morale behidn it. Cool huh?! Next period is the best. Life Skills! We got to draw lots again! This time we are drawing out the name of the person in the class we are going to protect! I am now a Guardian Angel of **********. It is supposed to be secret. Shhh... don't tell anybody. Alright, after all the fun we had, the last two periods is BORING. A talk! About entreprenuership (pronounce it correctly, on-tro-pro-no-ship). But boring or not boring, we still had to do the project. Gah. The end.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Absence
WE had PE lesson just now. Playing badminton. Ah, I am not that good in this. I am very sure I will be looked down by my friends. Yes, it happened the way I expected it to be. Not only that, I sprained my ankle. Badly. Luckily I managed to get home. My mother made my day. She massaged me.
And that is why I am not able to attend my rugby. Dots...
One more note, thanks Ananda for being patient and bearing with me :)
Friday, January 20, 2006
CNY
The principal told us to decorate our class with the theme: Chinese New Year. Guess what? We all brainwashed for an idea. I.S thought of DOGS (the year of dog) and came out with HOTDOGS?! This thing made D laughed till she cried into tears! Next some other pupils thought of having mini hotdog puppets hanging on the wall. Gah...
I thought that was the worst idea. Nope, it isn't... I.S also contributed of the idea of making a signboard written "BEWARE OF DOGS" with his cunning face next to it. HAHAHA, everybody burst into laughter. (NB: I.S was the 'joker' of the class)
Some other ideas was placing a dog sculpture next to the door. I said, "Money?"
S.L said, "Crap." Lol, it was really crappy, to me and him, but the rest?. But beside his negative critic, he gave a wonderful idea, which we thought was quite good. He said that the class should put some red cellophane paper on the class lights to create that "CNY" mood. Cool huh?
Then teacher also contributed one interesting idea... He said that all three class notice boards should be covered with black construction paper. With white letters saying "You just wasted 10 seconds of your life reading this", " Empty on purpose" and "We can see what you can't". Isn't that cool? Different from the rest and very foxy.
G.K then gave us an idea of having the rose flowers arranged as the name of our class. R.Y gave the idea of rearranging the chairs and tables into the name of our class.
DAY OF DECORATION
It went out smoothly today. Y.H and team placed the cellophane paper and whatsoever. But what made us down was our Maths Teacher. She said that the red cellophane paper can destroy our eyes. It actually is! I agree with her. She told Y.H to take it down later. Poor Y.H. Lol.
Kampong
Serenity and tranquility. Nice panaromic view. This is the place where I would visit my grandparents. Located at Batu Pahat, Johor Bahru, Malaysia. See that white spot beside that pillar? Ha, thats me. LOL.
Unfortunately, my grandfather died on 2003. He was a great man. He worked as messenger of the RTS (Radio Television Singapore, now known as Mediacorp). My father once said that he would know all the programmes that are going to be shown on TV one week before it. Isn't that cool? Anyways, my grandfather was also hardworking. Every week, he would never forget to hoe the forests that belongs to him. Now, when he is not around, the forests are now fully covered by grass, tall grasses. No one is available to hoe it up. But luckily my father is helping out sometimes.
My grandfather once said to my father not to sell the land away. On the night before my grandfather died, my father which was at his workplace dreamt that my grandfather wanted to sell the land. My father was confused and he told himself that something is not right. Suddenly his handphone rang and the news came.
His death was a tragic one. Before he died he wished. Wished that he would return to God at his hometown. His wish came true. Thank God. May god bless his soul.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Habbo Hotel
I discovered this game at mid of 2005. It is not really called 'game'. It is actually a chatting place, somehow like Skype, MSN Messenger, Yahoo Messenger and IRC. The difference is that is has graphics! Colourful graphics.
Go check it out! Just log into the hotel and sign up for a new account! Once you create a new account, this second world is yours! Meet new friends, or take a dive at the lido or play some wobble sqabble at the rooftop. The important thing is: Obey the habbo way and have fun!
http://habbohotel.com.sg
Besides playing habbo, visit its 4 fansites to know more about habbo!
http://habbolitez.com
http://habz.net
http://habbosoup.net
http://habbo-underworld.com
The Mrs.R Tale
She came in into our classroom as if she had a bad day. She thought we, the pupils in the most intelligent class, would try to cheer her up. The Social Studies books were inside the cupboard. We all decided to take them out. "Who says you could put your books in the cupboard?" she said in a thunderous voice. "Mr J" we said. "From now onwards, no books shall be placed in there!" she replied. Everybody was crowding at the cupboard. "Whatever" said S.L. (our classmate) cunningly. "Whatever? How dare you defy me like that?" she continued "I know you are in the most brilliant class, but your attitude sucks, stand S.L!" She said like that, ask the rest of my classmates. "Aiyo, teacher also say bad word" now K.C (our classmate) said that with his tougue out as if wanna hint Mrs R. "Stand K.C!" she shouted at him. At that time, M was sort of giggling. Mrs R saw it, she told her to stand too. After the lesson ended, we all were like protesting like that. Lol.
Next day Mr J (form teacher) was talking about this matter. He said that "It is not what you say that is offensive, it's just the way you say it that made the difference" Sigh...
Friday, January 13, 2006
Orange
#FFA500, the hex triple coulour coordinate for orange. (I have really nothing to talk about, help).
The round shape of the orange made me to think about how precious is time. I feel time is running very fast in this advanced world. There is an old saying: Time runs fast when we are having fun. Fun! YAY! Fun, who don't like fun. If we are to be serious and leave out fun, the world will be a very boring place to be in, I'd rather die.
The round shape also made me think about all the destructions people had done to our mother earth. Pathetic. Sigh.
Ah, I nearly forgot about my orange cat. His name is Sunkiss, not sunkist ha. He is just cute, just look at him. Go.
Oh, the bell's out, I got to go. It's me out.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Welcome to 2006
Now I am stepping through 2006. Wow, I am gonna start fresh, cool huh? Lol. All those good and bad stories are currently in my rubbish bin, it will be at the rubbish chute later. It has been a very long time since I posted a post! I miss blogging. You would notice a new skin here, credits all goes to '404-error'. Thanks. He/She is now the owner of 'Blogskin', cool huh? OK, for this first post, I will tell you my secret. Actually it's not my secret but my new resolutions for the year. They are 'Do my best' and 'Attend every Rugby training'. Shh, don't tell anybody! :) It's me, out.