Bahasa Inggeris Kertas 2

Bahasa Inggeris Kertas 2. Satu jam tiga puluh minit. JANGAN BUKA KERTAS SOALAN INI SEHINGGA DIBERITAHU.

Since we're taking a Bahasa Inggeris exam, what's wrong with just saying English Paper 2. One hour and thirty minutes. Do not open this examination sheet until ...blah blah blah

Since its contents are all in English, why must the cover be in Bahasa Melayu. Its kinda dumb, now that I think about it. Taking english exam...with the cover in malay. Brilliant. But nevermind, this is irrelevant.

Anyway, English has always been an extra-important subject to me, maybe because its the ONE exam that I really do enjoy taking. This time's english paper was considerably hard...EXCEPT FOR SUMMARY. I ain't gonna write out the entire passage here...I'll just type out the summary written by me.

Nowsadays, there are many problems that teenagers face. They become embarrassed or depressed when their body changes physically. Also in their social life, peer pressure forces them to do many things against will. Meanwhile at home, they receive stress from parents. Besides that, teenagers do not get sufficient love from career-building parents. Lastly, due to hormonal changes, teenagers face extreme emotions.

I love this summary. It was relatively easy, compared to the freaking Section A essay on Nasi Lemak. Yeah..we had to write an essay on "fat rice".

Okay, so maybe all this teenager crap isn't all that true. But it isn't me! Its them! The people who set the exam questions! I'm just doing the SUMMARY.

Signing off,
A.S.A.P. (A Smart Ass Pants)

P.S. 5 dreams in a row. I can't take it anymore. When will you leave my head alone?

I got my PhD today!

I'm. So. Proud. Of. Myself.

Christie and I each got our PhD today!! Whee! Talk about prodigy!

By the way, I thought I'd post pictures of the class party today.

BUT THEN...

I'm lazy. So maybe I won't post them after all.

Oh and also, PhD stands for ............ *drum roll*

Tada!

Permanent Hand Damage.

We had BM essay writing exam today. 2 hours of non-stop "scratch goes the pencil". My right hand is no longer recognisable...bengkak sini bengkak sana. Now you know why I never write my stories out. I type them. Because if I do write them out...Vicki wouldn't have a right hand anymore. High five, Chris! Congrats on the PhD thingy.

Join me on my campaign against exams! Call this number...999. Or if you can't get through (which I doubt you can't) then refer to the other one. 911 I think.

Toodles.

~Smartee

P.S. Three dreams in a row. Leave me alone. If my exam results come out bad, I'll screw you onto a wall. No wait, I'll screw you into a wall.

Dream

I didn't want to wake up this morning.

Why?

Because of a stupid dream.

I've never dreamed of you before. Okay, maybe I did...ONCE (That was nothing but disturbing rubbish...I dreamed you were hurling bits of cheeseburger at Navian)

But this dream was different. I've never dreamed of anyone in this way, except for uhh, well...you-know-who.

This dream is wild. I didn't wanna wake up. I wanted it to go on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and never stop. Then my stupid 8.30am alarm clock rang the hell outta me, threw me on the floor along with the blanket...and POOF! Dream ended.

And it struck me during breakfast.

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY DREAM? You don't belong in my head! Get out!

Why must we teenagers suffer this way? Why must we be complete retards for this part of our life? Whyyyy? *whines* WHYYYYY.



I don't wanna like you. But I'm afraid I might.


~Smartee hates puppy love (GET OUT OF MY LIFE)

P.S. Maybe I should go read the bible.

Everybody's Gonna Miss You

Everybody's Gonna Miss You is a song I composed with Pauline for Mr Navian when he left SBS. Anyway, lately I've been tampering a lot with it, editing and reformatting until its almost, well, unrecognisable. And I'm dying to play it with a full band, instead of always acoustic piano. Reason is because the format for acoustic and original pop is DIFFERENT.

I seriously wanna cook up a temporary band fast fast fast for that song. Better still, lets record it...home studio...who has that program??

........i'm getting carried away...

But I'm really serious...I wanna play full band that song. Lemme stalk Ben.
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I had a fun time in church today (even though I was nearly late twice for worship and Mr-Trying-To-Change-His-Attitude gave me this "shake head" kinda look) (Navian was wearing his hot red shirt) (My mum was game master HAHAHA) and Jessica gave me tips on the concept of Geography along with a lot of "Oh, its easy! very easy!" Okok, if I get A for Geo, then I'll admit its easy.

Signing off,
Smartee

P.S. Congrats Pearly! Keep up the great work and never stop believing in yourself!

Smartee isn't so smart after all...

Nothing related to the title really. Just that I'm really lazy nowsadays. I'm suppose to play 4 hours of piano a day, study half that time, go jogging twice a week, edit my Suckers (blog links) list and add Andrew and 10 other people in. Help.

But malas.

Instead, all I ever do is chat non stop on MSN, sing non stop on the piano, DDR non stop on the PS, drag myself through piano and tell my dad I'll go to that stupid gym tomorrow. Help.

And I still remember what Mike said about reading 3 chaps a day and finishing the New Testament before 2009. I got as far as book of John...and I haven't read in a long long time. Help.

Exams are next week. MY GEOGRAPHY! ...

HELP.

Forgetting all that stuff which is bothering me, lets turn to happy matters. I wrote 5 new songs. 1st dedicated to Pearly. 2nd to Christie and Kelly (I particularly love this one even though I just realised the chorus tune takes after What I Go To School For by Jonas Brothers. It was UNINTENDED!). 2 more songs just for the heck of it. And you'll never guess who I wrote the last song for...

Edited 2 of old ones and wrote out the piano arrangement of "Change" (old song dedicated to Navian) on manuscript.

Nothing much happened for the holidays, other than the fact I'm still moaning about Huge Camp.

~Smartee

P.S. I'm chatting with Christie now.

Huge

I'm back at church again after 3 weeks of not going. :D First person I met was Sue Anne. :D Then Wai Chi. XD. Then pergi cari mana Nav and Ben makan. Ate more than I chatted (hungry). And Nav is seriously SLOW at eating. Forget the tortoise...this is snail pace. their conversation went something like this at one part.

Ben: Wei Nav, see...eat slower than girls. Eat faster la...we have practice with Sue Anne..
Nav: Well, I'm slow cuz i'm tall, therefore my intestines are longer and food takes longer to go down the intestines.
Ben: I'm not asking you to digest fast! Just ask you to eat fast! CHEW AND SWALLOW!
Nav: Hmph! Not enough salivary amylase!!!!!
Ben: *sneers* want me to give you some?
Nav: *opens mouth*
Vicki: ...EW.

Lame, but funny.

Also, I got good news and bad news from Mike.Good news is: We are going to Huge Camp this year!!!!! Unfortunately the bad news is: I-HAVE-PIANO-EXAM-ON-DECEMBER-TENTH-AND-THE-CAMP-IS-ON-8-TO-11-DECEMBER-WHAT-DO-I-DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, someone said "Vicki, thank you." to me today. Sweeet. I know, you're probably thinking "CHEH, its just a thank you nothing special, so what?" ...but this is a serious genuine thank you...not the typical "thank you for the sake of it or because i'm obliged to say it cuz you did something for me" which I get everyday. Nevermind, I'm never good at explaining stuff, so you probably wont' understand what I'm talking about.

~Smartee

P.S. Fun fact: Nav looks HOT when he dresses in red and black, but looks GEEKY when in yellow.