So Kelly told me about this video stuffed somewhere in Youtube, so i dug it out and posted it here.

BTW, I’m the only Chinese, faaaar right. 🙂

Yes, I joined the District Level Choral Speaking competition on… the 23rd of April, I think. So, blame me for not posting that (I actually have a ‘Choral Speaking 2009’ draft saved in here, which I was too lazy to continue) but I’m going to summarise my choral speaking experience right now.

Ena passed me a paper one afternoon during recess, asking if I wanted to join the choral speaking competition, and I was like, “What’s that?” But I wrote my name in anyway, and since Crystal, Soya and Dolphin weren’t there, I pulled Chew Jie together too.

After school, all the participants were ordered to gather at the school hall for an audition. GULP. So we formed a line, and Pn. Kok Kam Leng instructed everyone to read out a verse of the choral speaking text. She said she was judging by pronounciation and volume. I wasn’t unduly worried about the former, but the latter terrorized me. I was never one to speak out loud. But when it was my turn, Aifa and Anum said I did pretty well, and I was consoled. Chew Jie didn’t make it though, although she was one of the reserves.

The practices were held EVERYDAY, and , I must admit, it was pretty torturing. Pn. Kok Kam Leng had to be MIA for a while, so it was only us and Pn. Zarina. I think I’ll just skip the practice session. It’s pretty tedious, I have to admit.

The 23rd of April fell on a Thursday, and was held in SMJK Keat Hwa. As far as I know, Joey was participating too. So when we got there (we were an influx of white, because we’re all wearing baju kurung[s]) . I saw Joey, Mi Xia, Khey Ken, June Lynn, and probably some people that my non-adhesive memory couldn’t remember, at the Keat Hwa seats. And I also saaw Ai Chen, Jia Wen, Wei Ann, Leong Vern at the Convent seats. We were third, so Nadia and I were practically clinging on to each other, nerves hacking into our body systems. And then it was our turn. I tried really hard to stifle the neverending oncoming coughs, because I was unlucky enough to catch a cough virus a few days before the competition. But fortunately, I didn’t emit a single cough during the competition.

When we were done, we sat down, nerves relaxing, crossing our legs to enjoy the show.

*Just enjoy the show* <— Yes, that’s Lenka. 🙂

The SMK Convent group.

The Keat Hwa group.

I can’t find anymore schools on Youtube. Sorry, guys.

So anyway, it was time for the results. And…

“The second runner-up goes to….”

🙂

“SMJK KEAT HWA!”

“The first runner-up goes to…”

:p

“SMK SULTANAH ASMA!”

[Guess I could add a ‘whoop!’ here.]

“And the champion of the Kota Star District Level Choral Speaking Competition 2009 is….”

😀

“SMK CONVENT!”

And there were shrieks everywhere. I have to admit, they were pretty awesome. So then, our team, and the Convent team went on the stage to claim our prizes. On the bus, everyone was elated, because it was the first time our school had bagged any award for any choral speaking competitions. (Never mind the didn’t-get-champion-thingy. We blew it away from our minds.)

And that’s pretty all I have to say, except from the fact I still feel dreamy-like whenever I reminisce this memory. 🙂

1. Who are you?
 I have loads-a names. Pick one.

 2. Are we friends?
Yes. 🙂

3. When and how did we meet?
We’re neighbours, remember?

4. Did you like me at all?
Friend-like, you mean? Just friends. 🙂

5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
DanT!!! Because…um, that’s your nickname?

6. Describe me in one word.
Tall. 😀

7. What was your first impression?
Someone smart? Really! 🙂

8. Do you still think that way about me now?
Lol yes.

9. What reminds you of me.
That mouse book you gave me during one of my birthdays. Lol, I still remembered that. 🙂

10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
Straight As in SPM! No, really, wish you good luck! 

11. How well do you know me?
Um. I dunno? What d’you think?

12. When’s the last time you saw me?
A few days ago?

13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?
Yes. Your sister is CHUBBY! Lmao 😀

14. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say about you?
Probably. *shifty* Don’t say anything about me. NO!!!! Lol.

15. What is my best attribute?
Religiously loyal. *nods*

TAG :
1. Sashakins
2. Rachykins
3. Flower 4 (yes, one of you guys better do it. 🙂 )
4. Joven
5. Sze Chia
6. Soya
7. Xuen

8. Grace

9. Putri
10. Yi Hong

It was a Monday night, and I just came back from Jasmine’s tuition. I was in a cranky mood, because Zer Bin’s mum was late to fetch us back, and I had unfinished homework -a whole chinese essay to complete. So when I came home, I was already sulking, practically crying, though I don’t know why. Then, all of a sudden, mum came up and led me to the kitchen, asking me to eat. I was astounded. I still have a long essay to finish, and she wants me to eat at night? So of course I argued, saying stuff like, “I don’t wanna eat!” But she pulled me in anyway, and I had to comply. So I went in and… WHAM. Jia Yuan and Jia Wen apparated from behind the cabinets with a cake in their hand, and I was like, OMG. Dumbfounded. Really shocked. And then I burst into incredulous laughs. Turns out mum and dad had prepared a surprise birthday party after all. It succeeded in driving my previous tears away, and we munched on cake the whole night, before both sisters had to leave. It was amazing, unforgettable.

Birthday 2009

8th June

Dad came back from work around 6 p.m. and out of the blue, he asked me to get ready for a trip to the supermarket because he wanted to get me an MP4. I was, well, astonished. And when I knew mum and Chieny weren’t tagging along, I knew something fishy was going on, but I still blamed myself for being paranoid. Mum said she had to cook for tonight’s dinner so I just shrugged it off. We bought my MP4 at Suria, Simpang Empat, and headed for Pacific next, because dad said he needed to get mum something. So, our first stop was, of course, the CD shop. After that, dad suggested we go to Popular. Popular. Dad never goes to Popular. He hates books. So when he made that suggestion, I was like, “Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?” And he just responded with something about “get cookbook” and “mummy”. But I followed him anyway, because, if you haven’t known me well enough, Popular is heaven to me.

It wa starting to get dark by the time we reached home. In my mind, a somewhat-likely war was waging. Something fishy is going on… I have started to learn better about birthday surprises ever since my previous birthday experience. I took off my shoes and placed them on the rack. Hm. Funny. No extra shoes. Okay. Operation One. Check cabinets for shoes-that-are-not-in-place. I opened all the cabinets. Fumbling through stinky shoes. Weeeeird. No shoes. Aah. Maybe there wasn’t a surprise after all. I went in tentatively. Operation Two. Check for leaks. Mum was watching news, and Chieny… Okay, she was smiling inconspiciously. Something is definitely going on… “What?” I asked Chieny. “What?” she mimicked. She was trying extremely hard to conceal her smile. Fine. I headed for the study to keep my bag. Okay, weeeeird. The study door is closed. It’s NEVER closed. I, the forever-messy-pot, had made sure of THAT. I opened the door, a small tinge of premonition of what was going to happen… As soon as the door was opened, the first thing I saw was light. Not the fluoroscent light. Candle light. Then Jia Yuan, Xin Thong, Jia Ying and Hui Ying appeared with a cake in their hands, singing the birthday song. I could only stand there -of course, I WAS shocked- and grin idiotically. As soon as my friends were out of earshot -to place the cake on the table in the hall- I mouthed at mum and dad, “I KNEW IT!!!” It was a pretty pleasant party, though not as surprising as last year’s. We watched ‘Beverly Hills Chihuahua’ -though we barely knew what it was about because we were busy chatting to take notice- and the food was… incredible. Chicken wings, popiah, karipap, jellies, FOUR boxes of pizzas and TWO cakes. One made my mum, one bought at Sayang. Uncle Lim and his family also came at the last minute. We were so full that Jia Yuan threatened to run around my house for 10 rounds before sleeping. Then, of course everyone went home. I, of course, stayed up till 2 a.m. to test out my new MP4. Okay, I guess you could scratch the ‘of course’ there. Of course. I’ve scratched it for you. 🙂

Presents:

Chieny -Mr Midnight #55 .

The Koh-Cheng sisters -A tissue box lace cover and a purse.

Hui Ying -RM 20

Aunty Josephine -RM 50

Uncle Lim -RM 50

9th June

Dad fetched me to Alor Star Mall at 2 p.m. for my outing with Pei Fong (Dolphin) , Hoi Chin (Crystal) and Yuen Ming (Soya). (Note: I love to go by nicknames whenever I’m with these three. 🙂 ) However, Soya failed to show up, leaving only the three of us. (Soya, if you’re reading this, BEWARE!! XD ) We had planned to watch ‘Night At The Museum 2’ at 2.50 p.m. so we had a snack first before heading for the cinema. At the food court, they presented me with my present, a silver necklace with the initial ‘M’, and a teddy bear. 🙂 Thanks, guys. Then, at the cinema, we had to queue up for eternity just to buy popcorns and drinks. But, because there was a Tuesday Special coupon thingy, we forced ourselves to be patient, and by the time we were done, it was almost 3 and we rushed like mad to Cinema 3, Dolphin and I looking like maniacs carrying the giant-sized popcorns and XL sized Pepsis. The movie had already started when we entered and everyone was like, “Shhhhhh!!!” So we groped in the dark for our seats and settled down. The movie was hilarious -especially when Able and Dexter slapped Larry- and of course we giggled at the ‘children-forbidden’ parts -don’t tell me you don’t know what they are- until I’m sure the audience in front and at the back were annoyed with our twitters. After the movie, we went shopping for candies -yes, candies- and Dolphin gave me a pack of Crispies and Crystal gave me a stick of Mentos. Then we went home.

To everyone who has wished me and gave me presents, you receive my greatest and sincere thanks deep from my heart’s core. Thank you mum and dad, for my uberfantasticiliousfabulousahmezzingawesome surprise party. Oh, and thank you Crystal for paying for my movie tickets. 😉 I luff you guys! :-*

P.S. Jia Yuan, Xin Thong, Jia Ying and Hui Ying’s shoes were under the cardboards placed on the bench. 🙂

Let’s solve some math questions, shall we?

KRIS + ADAM = KRADAM

But unfortunately, it was KRIS who won the American Idol. So, it seems that I’ve made it really obvious whose side I’m on. *shifty-eyeing Adam Lambert*

Thing is, I don’t really get why Kris could win the title, I mean, based on his singing ability, and not his good looks and fan base. To be truthful, I could almost swear that Adam’s fan base is expanding exponentially and he’s not exactly bad-looking either, minus the eyeliner, of course. But there were rumours about him actually being homosexual so maybe people think that gay people can’t be the American Idol. But really, let’s face it, Adam’s a better singer than Kris. Even Allison’s better than him. But I can’t really say the same about Danny. Listen to his ‘Dream On’. *shudders*

Sometimes, I don’t really know what Kris is singing. Like, seriously. I mean, he is ‘Humble Kris’ after all, like how Ryan put it, but when I knew he was still in Top 4, I was like, “What’s he still doing here?” @_@ Among the three others, he looked quite vulnerable, and maybe that’s why he, the “underdog rose up to claim his prize.”

Then, there was this “I support Adam Lambert” statement by Katy Perry, and the amazing finale featuring Adam singing with Queen and KISS. That. Completely. Rocked. I think everyone’s expecting Adam to win and all, but then Ryan suddenly announced Kris as the champion and everyone was like, “Er…WHAT???” Even Simon looked astounded. But I guess the best singer normally doesn’t get away with the title. Look at the two Davids. Everyone thought David Archuleta was going to win, but WHAM! David Cook won instead. It proves just how quirky American Idol affairs are like.

Despite everything, I still think both of their ‘No Boundaries’ rocked. I never knew Kara could write such ah-mezzing songs. Though I have to admit, Kris’s version was somehow…more soothing to the ear. It’s a kind of acoustic song, so Adam’s scream-sing doesn’t actually fit well, despite his booming vocals.

I have a theory about Kris’s victory: Kris is classified in the James Morrison, Jason Mraz and James Blunt group, and nowadays, people favour slow, acoustic music more than hard rock, which is exactly the likes of Adam. Access.com stated, “People would want to hear Kris singing over the radio and not Adam’s screaming.” Which, I have to admit is true.

But, I still think Adam ROCKS.

Bye AI 8, anticipating AI 9.

I have finally reunited with my computer after three agonising weeks. I could almost say hallelujah. To everyone who’s been consistently visiting my page for updates but seeing none, I am SO SORRY for my absence, and…here’s a cookie. *gives cookie*

I’m off to update my Facebook  and stuff so…bye! =)

Happy Birthday…

Yuan

Xiao Ku

Si Em

Wish you a very happy birthday! (Don’t forget mine too. Jk.)

For details and the schedule of the preliminary rounds, log on to thestar.com.my/mightyminds/ or call 03-7967-1777 for enquiries on subscriptions to The Star’s F123 and F4F5 Science and Maths guides, which contain tips for the competition.

SMK Putra, Baling? What a surprise. And you don’t have to remind me about the East Timor language part. *is embarrassed* And the fact that we lack general knowledge. TT

The Mighty Minds Challenge that was organized by RHB Bank and The Star newspaper was held at Alor Star Mall on the 18th of April 2009, which was last Saturday. I was one of the participants representing our school in joining the competition.

That morning, I woke up to discover that I was a twisted knot of mangled nerves. I could hardly eat anything , because my stomach was already full. With butterflies, that is. I reached the mall at 9 am to discover a warm and frantic hive of students from various schools gathering at the entrance as the building had yet to open its doors. Everyone was either nose-deep in books, or discussing facts with their friends. The sight made my heart palpitate wildly like the fluttering wings of a caged-in bird, because I had hardly touch anything to prepare myself for this challenge. I was reprimanding myself the whole time I waited for the doors to open. I even saw some familiar faces like Daniel, Aaron, Shi Yin & Shi En, and even Li Ni. Otherwise, there were no fellow Form 2 students there. *sob*

When the mall was finally open and several people wearing the ‘Mighty Minds’  T-shirt ushered us in, I tried to soothe my knotted stomach and rub the goosebumps on my arms. Inhale, exhale. Good. Then, one of the MM guys called out to the vast crowd of students, “Each team select one team leader and complete the registration at the counter, please.”  So, Puan Vanitha was like, “Ha! You! Michelle! You’re team leader!” And she pushed me towards the counter, leaving my jaws falling open like a toad trying to suck in air. I was dumbfounded and didn’t know what to do. Heck, I didn’t even know which team I belong to and who my teammates were. Luckily, Puan Vanitha helped me to carry out the registration procedure, and realised that our school had sent two F123 (Form 1, 2 and 3) and F4F5 (Form 4 and 5) teams each and I was in the lower secondary category: Sultanah Asma (A). My teammates were Chan Lye May (Form 1) and Anis Shafiqa (Form 3), and I must say, we make a pretty comprehensible group. Then, each group was given a phone-like device that resembled a keypad of putting in our answers for the first quiz. I was like, fuyoh. Technology is meddling with my mind.

The first segment was the F123 quiz, so we took our seats on the floor in the ‘hall’. There was a huge projected screen in front of us and we wondered idly what the whole thing was about while waiting for the other participants to arrive. I was even called by one of the officers to be interviewed. I tried to put on a calm and confident facade even though I was shaking from head to toe. But I thought I did pretty well. I hope.

The first quiz started at approximately 10 am, thanks to a school from Bukit Telujong or something, who were the last ones to arrive. Then, the quiz began. It was an MCQ quiz, and, I must admit, some of them were pretty easy. The science questions, I mean. And some of the math too. But there was one sphere area calculation that both May and I were yet to learn, so we depended on Anis, but we still got the wrong answer. And there was one stupid mistake that we did that cost us a whole TEN marks. My silly mistake, as I was the one holding the keypad. Stupid me, or we could’ve got another 10 points. But there was this question about Nicol David and we completely ‘hentam’ the answer but got it correct anyway, so, congrats to ourselves! 🙂

The quiz took no more than an hour, then it was the F4F5 quiz next. I breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a knot in my chest, a worry of not making it to the Top 30. Dad, Mum and I had a pretty good time guessing the F4F5 quiz answers, and Dad got most of it correct. XD Anyway, after the upper secondary quiz, they announced the Top 30 for both categories, and…..(drum roll) ALL THE ASMA GROUPS WERE QUALIFIED! Yay! Then, we were given a briefing on the hands-on challenge, which was scheduled to take place in the afternoon. All the groups were supposed to construct a model based on the objective and materials given, but we still didn’t know what we had to do yet. Then, it was lunch break. I could barely eat anything, as my stomach was churning like the inside of a cement-mixer, and who knows what’s going to happen if I drop a morsel into it? Ka-boom, that’s what’s gonna happen.

The hands-on challenge started at 2pm, and we took our places at our own worktables respectively. This time, my nervousness reigned supreme of my entire body system. It was worse than that morning. I felt fluttery, like I was a tightrope. Like I was exposed to air. Out of my element. Feet not on the ground. The fluttery feeling soon turned into a feeling of morbid nervousness. One of the officers gave us a few reminders, and the challenge began.

As soon as I opened the instruction manual, my mouth hang open.

You are instructed to construct a paper ball ejector that is able to shoot out five paper balls continuously.

And you know what the materials are?

1. Two rolls of manila cards.
2. Three coloured papers.
3. A roll of aluminium foil.
4. Four chopsticks.
5. One satay stick.
6. A pinch of cotton.
7. A penknife.
8. A pair of scissors.
9. A roll of masking tape.
10. A roll of cellophane tape.
11. A small piece of plasticine.
12. A small tack.
13. A sheet of newspaper.
14. A fat straw.
15. Two metal wires.

That’s pretty much everything I can remember. So tell me, my fellow Einsteins and Einsteinettes, how the hell am I supposed to build anything from this materials, much less a paper ball ejector that is supposed to spurt out FIVE balls at a time?

Lye May was, I must admit, the conductor of this segment, despite me being the leader. We were totally clueless. Ternganga. We saw everyone starting on their project, but us? Nada. Zilch. Null. Void. Finally, we settled in for the tame, common catapult.

And even that was a disaster.

I don’t really want to describe about our procedure. I don’t even want to think about it. It was ghastly. Unspeakable. Outrageous. Inhumane. Unearthly. Calamitous. Well, you get the drift. And I was pretty positive that ours would receive barely a glance from the judges, even though I still kept a precious tinge of hope at the back of my mind.

Ha. How very right I was. Down to the very last detail.

Soon, it was assessment time, and the judges took a gander at our model for a nano-fleet second, then turned away. We were dumbfounded. Was it really that bad? I realised I could answer that for myself. Yes. It was that bad. Almost everyone’s model took the shape of a cylinder, except ours. Ours was a cuboid. Don’t laugh. We were that bad, yeah.

As soon as we were allowed to claim back our products, I grabbed our ‘rubbish’ and headed straight for the rubbish bin. Of course I did ask May and Anis’ permission lah, and they agreed -even supported, so in went the yellow garbage into the garbage can, right where it belonged in the first place. There. Mission accomplished.

Ahh… The challenge is finally over. For me that is. It was the F4F5 hands-on challenge, and their hands-on was like, damn hard! Something about ‘weight compressor that weighs 0-400 g with the accuracy of 50g’. What the heck is that supposed to mean?? But my brain restricted anyomre mind-twisting thoughts so I banished it from my mind.

I went home at about 6 pm, because I had tuition. The F4F5 challenge was still on, but I reckoned I’ll check it on YouTube. If they DO record it at all.

All in all, it was a pretty exciting day, minus the hands-on part, and I gained LOTS of experiences and knowledge from this challenge. I hope I’d be able to take part in it again next year, if time allows me to.

This post is specially dedicated to Google, though he doesn’t even know what the heck I am writing to him.

Google,

Starting off, I just want to tell you, to plead you, to NOT poo in the house ever again. Please poo outside when Daddy take you for a walk, not inside. You have to learn where the toilet is, and it’s definitely not in the house compound. Do you know how much energy and water that have been wasted because of your actions? Not to mention do you know how putrid your faeces stink? Seriously, we’re all gonna get nasal ailments soon if you don’t cease your actions.

Secondly, and this is very serious, this. Please do not eat your poo. Poos are extremely unhygenic and contains all sorts of, um, dirty stuff. And if you really can’t help yourself, then at least finish up all your poo instead of leaving some leftovers for us to clean up.

Next, DO NOT RIP MY MAGAZINES INTO PIECES. And now, beacuse of you, I am still Galaxie-less, everyday wishing for the postman to come and throw in another issue after I have sent an email to the Customer Care Unit. In fact, do not tear any letters at all. Do you know how close you were to shredding Mum and Dad’s cheques?

And please, don’t jump at people whenever you see them. It scares them off. It scares me off. And why are you always so…enthusiastic? Exuberant? Too active, in fact. You never seem to be able to stay still for more than 2 seconds. It really gives me the creeps.

Lastly, I WANT YOU TO KNOW THIS. Please BEHAVE. No matter how many times Daddy has whipped you or Mummy has screamed at you, you never seem to behave. To comply with the rules. Whether you like it or not (and I know you definitely don’t), it is fundamental that you BEHAVE. You’re giving us all brain aneurysm, I tell you, if you persist in your outrageous habits.

There’s still a lot to tell you, if it weren’t for the communication barriers between animals and humans, but I sincerely wish you could listen to my pleads.

Dear Nee,

Remember the times we used to be so good? Remember the times we would always gather together just to gossip about the latest news in our schools? Remember the times you always turned up for my family’s functions and celebrated them with me? Remember the times when you consoled me when I was having a difficult time adapting to my secondary school surroundings? Remember the times you always gave me endless advice on the complications of secondary school life and encouraged me to face them boldly and never give up?

I do. In fact, I’ve missed those times.

Where are you now?

I do know what happened. And ever since then, you have completely disappeared, extracting yourself from my life. I wasn’t suspiscous of anything at first, but when I realised the reason you didn’t reply my messages weren’t merely because of your PMR exam, I was shocked, astounded. I didn’t know you would avoid me like that. I didn’t know you would leave me. I didn’t know you would hurt me.

I met you yesterday, and I must admit, I was a little shy to speak to you. But of course, you knew about my shyness. You would always eliminate the barriers between us and banish my shyness, helping me out of my shell. But yesterday you were different. You were quiet, to me. I tried to strike up a conversation with you, but you turned away from it. I tried to catch your attention, but you never seemed to realise I was there.

I really miss you. I miss your smile, your laughter, your banters, your jokes. I missed how you never made me feel alone. I missed how you accompanied me when I was going throught my worst. And most importantly, I miss you…

Dear Nee,

If you ever see this letter, please forgive me for my wrongdoings. I don’t want to lose such a good friend like you.

I’ll always be by your side, so you’ll never miss me.

XOXO

Michelle

ps. I’m not in the mood for comments, so comments are off. 🙂

Was what my friends asked me in school just now.

Well, I have a pretty good answer for you guys.

There is absolutely nothing worth smiling.

But there are tonnes of reasons for me to frown, for example:

1. I have tons of homework on my back.
2. Double the number of projects bringing up the rear.
3. School orchestra practice is coming up. (Tormenting..)
4. I’m putting on quite some undesirable weight.
5. I need mah friends. *tear*
6. I have this inexplicable dark cloud hanging in my heart, threatening to rain and cause a humongous flood, wreaking havoc in my internal bodice anytime.
7. I have yet to overcome my sickening shyness. *groan*
8. I am utterly convinced that everyone despises me.
9. Time keeps slipping from my fingers like hot oil off a skillet.
10. Because I have an utterly unpalatable and hodgepodge life.

So guys, if you see the corners of my lips pulled into a tight frown everytime you see me, you can blame it on:

a) Gravity.

b) My putrid life.

*breaks down*

OK, Essay Revision.

Sze Chan Music Centre of Jalan Stadium is organizing a once-in-two-years concert in conjunction of….well, I don’t know, really. The concert consists of groups of violinists, pianists, drummers, guitarists, keyboard players, choir singers and line dancers.

The violin orchestra is divided into three -or more, I’m not sure- groups, thus performing different pieces. Two of the groups are students of Madame Pauleen Khoo; one consisting of middle grades students, another consisting of higher graders. The third group of violinists are students -some are not, like me- of Miss Ashley Wong.

The songs performed by Madame Khoo’s students include:

Middle Graders

1. You Raise Me Up
2. It’s My Party
3. It’s A Small World
4. Flower Drum Song

High Graders

1. Mamma Mia
2. …(forgotten)
3. (etc etc that I have forgotten)

And the songs performed my Miss Ashley’s students are:

1. Canon in D
2. Ah Vous Dira Je Maman (Which is also ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’)
3. I Could Have Danced All Night
4. Consider Yourself
5. Can Can
6. Reflection

The concert will be held at the hall of Taman Budaya Alor Star situated next to Kedah Club on the 22nd of March 2009 (Sunday). The event starts at 8 p.m. and ends at 10 p.m.

Be sure to be there!

(Pardon all my horrendous grammar mistakes. =D)

Randomness…and boredom. =)

1. I’m bored. =.
2. I get bored easily.
3. Whenever I get bored, I write random stuff in my blog. Like this.
4. Little kids bore me.
5. Like how my friend’s sisters are trying to fight over this computer. Of course I won. =D
6. I ‘m lazy.
7. There’s an empty mug next to my computer.
8. I’m lazy to bring it to the kitchen.
9. I am going to shout for my cousin sister to do me the favour.
10. Nah, I’m too lazy.
11. I sweat easily.
12. It’s so DAMN HOT!!
13. A fan won’t suffice.
14. In fact, ten fans would still be futile.
15. I need an air-con. Right now.
16. I’m hungry.
17. I’m still too lazy to head to the kitchen for a snack.
18. Oh whatever. I guess I have to diet. =)
19. I’m dreaming of Mini Cornettos.
20. I’m trying to smack the idea out of my head.
21. I’m trying to convince myself that ice-cream is nothing but ‘sugar and carbs’.
22. Like what Emma Roberts said in ‘Wild Child’.
23. By the way, I watched ‘Wild Child’ yesterday.
24. The plot was totally screwed up.
25. AND stupid.
26. …
27. I’m bored.
28. 22 more to go.
29. Sigh…
30. 20 more…
31. I just noticed my nails.
32. I painted them black.
33. And red and silver.
34. Red on the second finger of my left hand.
35. Silver on the last finger of my right hand.
36. I meant to take a picture of it and post it in my blog and NOX.
37. But I’m too lazy.
38. My KH project is still untouched.
39. I hate school.
40. I hate homework.
41. I want to be home-schooled.
42. That way, I get to do my homework while biting away at my cookies.
43. I love lurrrve NOX.
44. It’s a Twilight forum, in case you want to know.
45. The address is equinoxrpg.com.
46. Add me when you register.
47. Remember!!!
48. Oh yeah, 2 more to go.
49. 1 more…
50. I AM FRIGGIN’ BORED!!!

Heh. XD Pardon meh.

NOX IS NOT WORKING!!!!!

I typed in the address and a certain “Elaine Cassidy” pops up. I am so going to murder whoever that is.

HELP!!!!!