Entries for July, 2007
Ah well, the kuiz sejarah is finally over.....
so you might be, or most probably be asking (taken that you are indeed reading this) 'so how did it go?'
okay, let's be cut the crap and be straight forward. We lost.
there were four teams as finalists 'competing' to represent the penang state in the national levels and we, from SMK Convent BM have failed to to bring much 'honour' to our school. argh, well, we've got to admit we most probably haven't read as much as the other teams. mann, where do they find the time? don't they have homeword homework and studying for SPM to do?? and kk activities? and life?
well, if you ask me, i'm not thaaattt disappointed. well, we either got last in the competition or we're officially no.4 in this competition in the whole penang state. I believe it all depends on from which perspective that we look at this. it's the you know, 'half full or half empty glass of water' thingie.
so today's competition was not a all lose-lose situation for us. for one, we had the chance to have a look around Convent Pulau Tikus. the school's sadly a biiiit small but from the looks of it, the discipline here is definitely not as strict as our school. mann, some of the students had gel on their hair and some were even dyed red! and during recess, they can picnic at their school field! imagine if we did that! i think pn sugu would've fainted and flipped BIG TIME. but the school hall is SO MUCH BETTER THAN OURS. fat b jz ordered for our hall to be painted a really bad shade of dark blue. or what i'd prefer to call 'sai blue' (sh*t blue).
and another thing, we did get not one, but TWO certificates ; one for participating and another for getting no.4. and even one 'golf-championship' trophy-lookalike trophy! LOL, at least we didn't had to come back empty-handed. but after fat b introduced us on stage as the ones that will go fight for her honour in this competition, i don't think she'd be satisfied with this. At all.
Aiya, who cares lar what that fella thinks. what's most important is the knowledge and experience we gained for and during this competition. and that we finally saw how ning joe would look like if she was a prefect! not bad! LOL!
Currently feeling: thirsty
They have been named!!
After many months of voting made by people from all over the world (including me!), the new 7 wonders of the world has finally been established to the title!
The winners are :
Great Pyramid of Giza
(Honorary Candidate, cuz it's the only surviving member of the previous 7 wonders of the world)
Ooh, actually 7/8 places are too little for all the wonders in the world! there are just too many! Stonehenge is not in, Eiffel Tower is not in, Statue of Liberty, Angkor Wat, and Acropolis are also not in! The two places that i actually took pride in that i;ve been before (Sydney Opera House and Kiyomizu Temple in Japan) are not in as well! ah, well, i'm not the only one voting here XD.
Currently feeling: bouncy
We did it for Rangers today! it was a test and we had to walked all the way from school to the railway station, the police station and the fire station to get stamps (chop/cop, not setem) as a proof that we really went there. There were about 100 of us walking today! it was tiring, but fun too, i guess.
Woot! planning to go watch harry potter on this saturday with friends. hopefully everyone can make it!
Currently feeling: tired
Okay, okay, shoot me with the best jeers and smirks and leers you've got. Yes, i gave in to temptations of the last book. Yes, yes, stop reminding me about how i was practically claiming that i'm most probably not getting it on the very day of release and how sucky the books have become. But i assure you, i really didn't lie about the fact that i did not pre-order the last-installment of this something that i've been following since i was eleven (well, on and off, that is)...which erm, is something that i regretted just recently.
Okay, within the week of release, while everyone on the net were making a big hoo-haa over it with remarks like 'OMFG! Only a week left!' and 'IT's COMING! IT'S FINALLY COMING!!', I was just telling my friends how i'm not so much excited while waiting for this book to come as i were for the previous books. As a matter of fact the last time i've felt really really really excited and swooning at every word that sounded the slightest bit at words like 'Harry', 'Fifth',' Potter' and 'Book', it was during the release of the 5th book, back when I was in....Form 1? or 2? argh, i think it's Form 1.
I remember the first time my mum bought me the first book after my 2nd sister recommended it to me because she heard that people were saying what a fun read this book can be. Frankly speaking, i wasn't feeling too enthusiastic about it. I tried to read a little bit of it, and as terrible as a terrible kid who didn't liked reading too much before this, I lied to my mum saying that i've done reading it when in fact, i haven't even passed the first chapter. But then soon when the first movie was about to be released, the graphical images stunned the little kid i was and i knew back then i just had to finish the book before the movie came out. I could still remember the magical feeling it gave me, the hope and light, and the humorous moments, the enchanting yet humanly hero, the deaths, the sad bits...it's just utterly amazing, the feeling I get when i get indulged into one of the books. just simply amazing. and i remembered watching the first movie on vcd for more than 20 times, at least. i remembered how much i was in love with Daniel Radcliffe back then for playing my favourite boy wizard.
So as you know, as people grow older, these kind of things, no matter how magically it made them felt before, it tends to wear off a bit and especially when you were the first one among anyone you know to discover the magic of it. I mean, when I first read this book, no one i know ever mentioned these words 'Harry Potter'! It's sorta like something exclusive for me and me only, because no one seems to be as interested as i am in it and so it's all free for me to indulge in it how ever much i wanted to. and i loved that feeling. But after the movies came and then the later books, it has become much much much too commercialized for my liking and soon the whole world begins talking about it. And then that's the hormones and growing and transition part in life and then you'd start to term 'Harry Potter' as 'childish'. But my love for it didn't quite vanish that badly until after i read the 6th book, which in my opinion, could be worst of the lot. Because it just seems to be just a really really bad jumbled up fanfiction conjured out by some desperate fan with overly-active imagination. I mean, come on, Harry X Ginny?? You've got to be kidding me. No? Argh, forget it.
And now at the age of 17, what do i have to say about the looming release of the seventh book? "Harry can die while sending Voldemort to his grave, for all I care", was what I thought a week before the release. But thanks to a friend of mine who so ever kindly revealed to the spoilers of what might be sealed in the seventh book, i got hooked on to this stupid crazy ride of excitement again, like the 11-year old me back then (although i've never shown it much in front of my other 17-year old friends, of course. The face is much to precious to be shattered because of a mere fandom like this.). And then another kind friend of mine revealed what might MOST PROBABLY be the ending from the Internet to me, and it wasn't nice. But still, something in me weirdly still wanted to get the book.
And because of the stupid and ugly and not mentioning totally unnecessary price wars, i so totally announced to some of my friends that i'm not going to get the book any time soon. Smug and slightly sour and bitter on the insides, I acted like I didn't care. And then I too had a war within myself between the angel and devil in me.
"The freaking book was priced at rm 109.90!! Are these people crazy or what?! I say we don't buy it! It has a stupid story and ending anyway!"
"But it's the last book..!I say we buy it! And you know that Athlynn does really want to read it as well...!"
"Yeah, I know that. She's only putting a show on to show how the others how unchildish she is, which in my opinion is very childish of her. Why can't she just admit how much she wants the stupid book!!"
"Yeah! And anyway, her sisters had already offered to buy it for her as a belated birthday present, so what's the big deal? Seriously!"
"Buy it?" "YEAH! BUY BUY BUY!"
-END-
(Disclaimer : I really don't know which lines are spoken by AngelAth or DevilAth. Go figure).
And so after hearing them bickering endlessly inside of me against me, I succumbed and finally bought the book at Borders, the only smart bookshop who are far more clever than to get caught up in the stupid price war among the other bookstores. And please, how can you tell me I'm not destined to get this book on the day of release? They only put 10 unpreordered copies of the book on the shelves and i was lucky enough to get my hands on one of it. Ooohhh....i've got the book!....but i was careful not to let my happiness show too much. Yeah, i know, that's just as plain childish as i'm trying not be.
And so, now i'm usually not a fast reader when it comes to books. And unlike the others, i'm not anticipating the end so much because i know a slight portion of what that might be coming. But after reading into about 2 chapters this morning, i find the familiar warm feeling of indulging into something familiar surging in me again. I have to admit it, i just discovered that the destination is not what matters most here, what I love most is the journey. And so, i've decided that i'm gonna take all the time that i want to finish this book, to devour every single word and phrase, to capture every single imagery and scene clearly in my head, so that I don't regret and feel so sore when i reach the not-so-nice ending. Why? Because i enjoyed the journey as much as I wanted.
And also, it wouldn't hurt to be childish once in a while,rite? i mean, this is the last book! Come on, how can you get so far and not have the courage to read the last book?! So, in conclusion, i'm so gonna read the book till the end, no matter what lies in the end.
Currently feeling: content
If you ever see me with plasters on my fingers, please try to ignore them as hard as i am trying to. Actually, they are neither cut or burnt but STAINED.
Stained? Stained with what? Why can't you just wash it off with soap lar?
THAT, my dear, is the best question EVER.
You see, this lil' stain (STAINS) on my fingers are not ur usual water colour stains or paint stains which can be easily washed off with water and soap or more ; turpentine. My skin was ahem, chemically burnt with a lil' chemical most commonly known as silver nitrate or you can refer to the dictionary in my head and you might just find :
SILVER NITRATE : SOMETHING YOU'D NEVER WANT TO TOUCH OR PLAY WITH UNLESS YOU WANT UGLY BROWN STAINS ON YOUR SKIN AND LATER BLISTERS CAUSED BY YOUR STUPIDITY BY TRYING TO RUB IT OFF. IT IS HOPEFULLY (PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU) TEMPORARY. IT CAN ONLY BE REMOVED IN A WEEK'S TIME OR TWO WHEN YOUR SKIN STARTS TO REPLACE ITSELF NATURALLY.
I've tried everything... from rubbing it with water/soap/perfume/salt water and nothing works. NOTHING. And as a result of rubbing too hard, the biggest patch of it on my right middle finger has now got a blister on it. i'm so tempted to prick it with a needle to see if water comes out, but something thankfully sensible in me yelled and smacked my head when i attempted that stupid act.
So here i am, exasperated with my poor fingers (3 on the right, biggest patch on middle), wondering why life is so unfair when all i did was trying to get the stupid chemistry experiment right.
Currently feeling: distressed
