Still red

Haha, I went to school today in uniform... and I forgot to redye my hair back to black.

But teacher didn't say anything. Haha!

Christmas is in 30 minutes. =)

Wish I could have gone for Nav's party. =(

I got lots of gifts this year. =)

I spent lots of $$$ on buying gifts too. =(

Crossroads is almost completed. =)

I forgot where I left the Christmas song I wrote a year ago. =(

I can't decide whether I should be like =) or like =( now.

=()

I look like an idiot.

=)(

Nevermind.

~Smartee

P.S. Don't forget to remember the true purpose in Christmas.

P.P.S. Surprises come when you least expect them.

P.P.P.S. So Merry Christmas, sweet angel voices sin- ARGH, I FORGOT WHERE I PUT IT. =(

Deadlines

Prom is in 10 hours.

PMR results is in 71 hours.

Christmas is in 83 hours.

School reopens on...hmm, I don't know. Maybe I should find out...

~Smartee.

P.S. Hehe, just bored. XD

Spin the wheel

Where'd you go~
I miss you so~
Seems like its been forever since you been gone~

Where did my post pmr holidays go? I feel like I squandered away all my free time, which isn't so free right now. Its all Youtube's fault. They let people watch movies there for free.

Why am I such a fool? Huh? Why? Why?

Haih, enjoy till 22nd, worry like mad on 23rd, die on 24th.

That's my plan.

Way to go, pmr kids!

~Smart

Don't judge...me.

Why do they say don't judge a book by its cover?

I think its ridiculous.

They should change it to don't judge a book until you've read the entire story.

*grumbles*

Bulan Baru

I finally watched New Moon with the Twifans and Nav. The movie was not bad, but its hopeless next to the book. But yeah, Chris, I take back what I say about Alice. The actress rocks~

It was pretty hilarious in the cinema.

Nav: *whispers* Eh, watch this part!
Me: *thinks to myself* I will, takkan I pay money to enter cinema then don't watch?

*Jacob rips of his shirt and shows off his abs before he phases*

*Several girls (it sounds like girls, but it could've been guys, for all I know) go ooh, aah, wow..*

*Nav watches me and Pau's reaction closely*

Me: Jealous ke?
Nav: Cheh, I also got la. (He's talking about Jacob's 8 pack)
Me: Yep, just not now.
Pau: Then, when?
Nav: In a few years time.
Me: Plus another 20 years.
Pau: Hahaha
Nav: OI.

*Edward crushes the phone into pieces after speaking to Jacob*

Nav: Cheh, I also can do lar. I bet its not a real phone anyway--
Me: Obviously.
Nav: --bet its just a thing that looks like a phone made of out plastic and the thing already has cracks on it--
Me: Nav, shut up and watch.

*Nav passes popcorn*

Me: Don't want.
Nav: Eat la!
Me: Go away.
Nav: Pass to Chris.
Me: She doesn't want.
Nav: Later if I eat too much, then I get diabetes...
Me: Pass to Pau.
Nav: She doesn't want.. eat la, Vicki Lee..
Me: You eat! Ish! Kacau my show only!

Lol, the rest of the trip involved stripping Christie into several dresses, having lunch and bickering with Nav all the way. I have pictures of Christie in dresses, but you'd have to pay me if you want them. XD

These past few days, I've been having what I call "ramen attacks" (desperate urge to consume Japanese ramen). It hit me today again in the morning and afternoon.

~Smartee Pants

I'm not dead....yet.

- I love holidays.

- Nav lent me his acoustic guitar. Which is why I love holidays.

- Ben-pau-chris-kell kena tersisih.

- I'm out of fiction books to read.

- I dyed part of my hair dark blonde and dull red.

- I wish that I could photoshop on our bad memories.

- I hacked into your MSN account and my suspicions were confirmed. (Yes, I know your password) You really did block me. Fine, if that's the way you want it to be, I'll just play along.

- Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart, tell me what do you do when it all falls apart?

- Navian forced me to update.


~Smartee

P.S. One day, I'll either have to photoshop on our bad memories, or I'll delete them.

Permanently.


P.P.S. Songs are love. That's why I never wrote any for you.

At least, I pretended I never did.

100th post

Wow. This blog actually listened to me rant 100 times over. *applause*

Bleh, I went to 4 restaurants for dinner today. Food court, McD, Sushi King and some other place I forgot.

I feel like a overloaded truck full of piglets.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

We need to finish the Crossroads Project on schedule.

I think it'll be good to unofficially make Caution: Crossroads Ahead Pauline's sweet 16th birthday present. We have 7 months more to put our plans into action, then.

And I also think it'll be good to dedicate Excuse Me to Kelly and Christie... as an unofficial Christmas present.

And then there's Life Goes On, which is for so many people.

And you know what, I should probably change the title of Wait For Me to Idiot, Leave Me Alone.


¬Smartee Pants

P.S. Sometimes I don't know why I even post rubbish up here. Maybe its because I can think more clearly after blogging, even if I blog about nonsensical stuff.

P.P.S. My humour isn't dying. Its just... going on vacation without me. It'll be back when you're gone.

I really need to explain myself.

For someone whose remarks can really bite, I can be really daft sometimes.

For that alone, I'm a complete idiot. Maybe not complete. 99% perhaps.

Bundarkan that 99%.

Do the math.

So I said I need to explain myself. But not here.

All I can say here is "I'm innocent! I'm innocent!" In the cartoon kind of way.

Haih, this post isn't coming out right at all.

And I'm really sorry. Even if its not my place to say it, but still, I'm sorry.

~Idiot

P.S. I'm sorry God, I know I have no right, but this time I really need to call one of your creations an idiot. I can't help it. That person I see whenever I look into the mirror is really such a...nevermind. Once is enough.

P.P.S. Completely unrelated to the post above: With every bit of truth you reveal, comes a fresh wave of crippling pain.

Pain that makes me want to throw up. Physically throw up. I don't know how long I can suppress this feeling. I need to know. I need to know.

After all..this..time.

I shouldn't be bothered, but I'm praying that this isn't a lie too.

Seremban

Local time: 7.52am

I'm actually a night kind of person. (a.k.a. the-sleep-at-4am-wake-at-12pm-kind-of-person) But lately, I don't know what's gotten into me. I've been actually waking up for breakfast, instead of lunch.

Yesterday, I visited my uncle's house. Its the kind of large, old, house that has a huge driveway and a even bigger garden. I remember as a kid I used to climb the abnormally large mango tree, but I'd never reach the top (because those skinny branches might break while I'm on them =P). Or I'd ride the old bicycle round and round the makeshift trail. (Living in an apartment in the town centre means I'd have to be crazy to ride a bike at home.) Or I'd climb the old treehouse and just...write. That old, dusty, dry place is the perfect writing spot.

Yesterday, I did none of those things. The mango tree was overgrown, the bicycle had a tire puncture, the treehouse had been torn down and it was raining. So I spent part of my day in curled up in the attic, but apparently the attic wasn't as inspiring as the treehouse, so I ended up writing 5 words max. Which means I ended up walking in the garden in the rain. (Yes, Christie, really in the rain) And honestly, I'm so good at walking that it didn't even occupy much of my attention.

So I actually ended up thinking about life for approximately 2-and-a-half-hours.

And I think I might change my mind. Probably I'll never get over my aversion for rain, but maybe some rain... isn't that bad. It reminds me of the swimming pool I abandoned long ago.

I feel like I'm losing myself.

How does that even happen?

~Smartee

P.S. Sara's dad said there are only 6 billion people in this world. Meanwhile, there are 200 billion stars and billions of galaxies in this universe. And compare the size of those stars to us humans. Imagine how small we are.

I couldn't help thinking about how an ant would feel.

P.P.S. I visited my grandmother's grave too. It felt nice chucking rainwater into the vase to keep the flowers fresh, until my mum reminded me of how much Amoeba lives in rainwater. To unnerve her, I rattled off the list of microorganisms I learned from Science.

She told me to stop showing off.

So I told her about cilia and flagella.

My first chakra feels so dead.

I'm really starting to dislike socialising with people I barely know.

Its so energy draining.

And I can't believe I'm sick.

Again. (Sorry, Pau, sorry, sorry, sorry X20)

Haih, have a nice life, Vicki.

~Smartee

Should I laugh or cry?

I'm so disorientated at the moment, I don't even know how to start my post.

What did I do last Thursday? Or Friday?

I remember I helped out a bit at my mum's kindergarten's graduation. And then I went for some movie with Pauline Chen and Richie at Times Square. And I also remember that I wanted to blog about all the stupid things we did there. Like Paupau and Richie squabbling over whether we should take a bus or a taxi to Times Square.

But right now, so much bad news is happening that the events within the past few days are practically obliterated from memory.

I need to sleep...

I need to eat...

I need to do something other than exist...

I need to live...

=(

So this is how it feels to operate on zero sleep for the past 2 days.

Doesn't help that I'm showered with... no, not love, but all sorts of bad news today.

~Seluar Pandai

P.S. How can I say its over, when it never even started?

P.P.S. Pauline summarised the bad news today in the form of "from @#$% to V***** to M* to Y* to B**......@#$($*(@#&$".

P.P.P.S. Can't find the right words...can't find them...

Poisonbox

I had a flu jab on Tuesday. =(

Daddy: Oi.
Me: Yes?
Daddy: Get ready, we're going to the hospital in 15 minutes.
Me: Whyyyy? Who died???
Daddy: ... we're getting a flu injection.
Me: WHAT?!
Daddy: *long lecture about H1N1*
Me: *sticks fingers in ears and shakes head*
Daddy: Cooperate a bit la...its just a needle..
Me: *fingers stuck in ears* lalalalala~
Daddy: ...won't even hurt...
Me: *fingers stuck in ears* lalalalalala~
Daddy: ...at the most, just a small prick...
Me: *fingers stuck in ears* LALALALALA~
Daddy: Okay, lets go.
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Daddy: Faster, faster, go change!
Me: *bursts into tears and wails like a baby*

I skipped school from Monday to Tuesday. As in Monday last week till Tuesday this week. And right now, I don't regret it. Because I came to school on Wednesday this week... and well, it was a waste of time. Who taught us that masa itu emas? And who's wasting post pmr students' time? Sheesh.

I think I was pretty much a nuisance on Wednesday.

"Did you miss me? Huh? I know you missed me. Did ya? Did ya?" I irritated my friends a lot with this.

And guess what we did on Wednesday. Attempted to cook food over open fires and played poisonbox. Can things get any lamer? We played Poisonbox, for crying out loud.

~Smartee

You gotta wake up and see things,

The way that they are and not what you're thinking,

No matter how far, you'll be in my heart,

But not the way that you're wishing.

And if we were meant to be

You gotta back off baby,

I can't pretend I wanna be your one and only,

If you wanna change my mind,

You gotta give me a little time,

You gotta back off baby,
You gotta wait for, wait for me.

This song is... for you.

Yawn.

Local time: 7.17am

G'morning, peeps. =)

Rise and shine, smartee pants.

*yawn*

I think I'll go back to sleep.

Chipping and chatting

Do you know how difficult it is to eat and chat on MSN at the same time?

I'm not the kind of person who stares at the keyboard searching for alphabets and types with two fingers while chatting, because I'm accustomed to the normal way of typing (in case you didn't know, its with 8 fingers on the alphabets and 2 thumbs on the spacebar =.="). So its pretty much of a pain typing with one hand and eating chips with the other.

Which is what I was doing like, 7 minutes ago.

And I decided that chips isn't worth so much that I can ditch that person to eat in peace.
And I also decided that person isn't worth so much that I can ditch chips for that person to chat in peace.

And I can't type with both hands because one hand is full of chippy crumbs. And the last time my sister typed with her hands stained with food, baby cockroaches actually came crawling out of the keyboard.

So I found a solution.

That's why I'm eating chips with a spoon and typing with both hands.

Tada! Problem solved!

~Smartee

P.S. Guess who I was chatting with.


Oh, you don't wanna know? =(

P.P.S. Tomato flavoured chips rocks =)

P.P.P.S. This post is pointless. I was just typing this post while munching chips and waiting for Nav to reply.

Through the thick and thin

I am in the middle of a nuclear disaster at the moment (minus the radiation). But, my fingers are itchy (probably from the dust...you'll find out why in a few moments).

Thursday's performance = rocks!

Friday's trip to Bukit Tinggi = Even better (and it was with my brother!)

Saturday = Sleep + Eat + Sleep + More eating + More sleeping.

Sunday = Church + Hunting for you-know-what for you-know-where.

Monday = Skipped school

Tuesday = WAAAAAAAA! =(

At the moment, I'm attempting (and miserably failing) to clean my room. This afternoon I told myself I must clear out the 70 different types of debris in my room. An undebatable, absolute, must. So with that firm resolution in mind, I started....................wondering where to start. =.="

"Should I sweep the floor first?"

"Or should I change the sheets?"

"Maybe I should clear out my wardrobe?"

"Should I clear the dust off my table?"

"Or should I clear the dust off the things on my table?"

I swear, it was a pain in the ass.

In the end I decided to do what I suspect Pauline does.

Just shove everything into the drawers. I have plenty of drawers, so no worries. The problem with this solution is...sooner or later, I'd have to clear out my drawers, right?

Hence, the reason for my "WAAAAAA! =(".

Today was interesting though, because while I was trying to salvage something useful from the unwashed clothes and dust on the floor, I found a .... key. Took me a moment to realise that it was a key to a drawer that I haven't opened for a long time. Mostly because there were a lot of things in there that I didn't want to look at anymore, but had too much sentimental value to throw away.

I thought I had lost that key a long time ago, and there was no hope of reopening that drawer in a sane way (breaking in by force doesn't count as sane). Turns out that stupid key was hanging out with my dirty laundry on the floor I walk on everyday.

I even found an old S.K.I.E.S. book, the tattered copy of the first song I wrote nearly 5 years ago, the first printed draft of CotS: Journey till the Ends Meet and a whole lot of notes and letters. All in the tiny drawer. Hard to get letters nowsadays, with emails and SMSes running around like nobody's business.

Anyway, I swear I won't ever lose that key again. Ever, ever. Because though pain may be part of the past, its also part of the future. And broken vases can never be completely whole again.

And some things that we lose can never be found again.

But that doesn't mean we should hold on like nobody's business.

Because some things are meant to be gone forever.

And I love speaking in riddles because I know it drives you crazy. =)

~Smartee

P.S. The title above "through thick and thin".. I know you're thinking it means how friends stick with you through thick and thin or something similar.

It doesn't.

It symbolises me cleaning through the debris in my room. Enjoying the thin and stuffing the thick down a drawer, where I won't have to worry about it for the next 5 years.






Don't laugh! If you think about the work involved for me, its not even funny!

Post PMR Date

It really sounds nice. Post PMR Post PMR Post PMR Post PMR Post PMR Post PMR Post PMR.

...


Yeah, I'm usually like this.

Pre-SPM.

AWWWW.

Anyway, back to the topic, the date on Friday... with 3 girls, Miss Kelly, Mrs Pearly and .............Christie. Apparently, Chris and I were suppose to "help" Kelly and Pearly buy their dresses and masks for prefect's night.

So we went trampling around Times Square searching for a dress that was "not too mature!" (Pearly) and that doesn't "make me look so old!" (Kelly). And when we finally found a shop with dresses that wasn't "ohmywhat-so-expensive!" (Pearly) and "Eww-no-way-I'm-wearing-that!" (Kelly), you wouldn't believe what happened.

To the few guys who read my blog, if you ever date Kelly or Pearly, be sure you don't teman them shopping for clothes. Not unless you wanna stand in some girly shop, with your arms folded and your eyes glued to your watch. I'm just telling, for your sanity's sake. Don't say I didn't warn you, (Can't-say-his-name-here).

"...and that was the longest 40 minutes of my life." - quote Christie from her blog.

This Kelly went into the dressing room (and came out looking gorgeous then she went straight back in to change into the next dress..) times (darab =.=") the sentence in the bracket half a dozen times. I'm lazy to type it out again and again.

This Pearly was even better (translation if you can't understand Sarcasmland language: WORSE). She change into one dress and stayed in front of mirror looking hot for forty crazy minutes, all the while asking if it looks okay.

Pearly: Are you sure I look okay in it?
Us (two salesgirls, Chris, me): Yes, of course, you look really gorgeous...etc.
Pearly: But don't I look too skinny in it????
Us: Noooo, of course not, you look just fine, etc
Pearly: So should I buy this..?
Us: Yes, of course, why not, you look so nice, and its not that expensive..etc.
Pearly: What if my mum doesn't like it?
Us: That's like, impossible, since you look so pretty in it, etc
Pearly: Haaaahhh, but I'm not sure la...
Christie: *waves her fist and says something threatening*
Pearly: But still, don't you think I look weird in it????
Me: Pearly, if (can't-say-his-name-here) sees you in that dress, he's gonna think he died and went to heaven.
Pearly: *splutters something that sounds like a mix between "whatthehell!" and "vicki-shutup!"*
Salesgirls: Uhh, haha?

Imagine having that conversation in 20 different ways for 40 minutes. I thought I died and went to hell.

Okay, bad example, but still. Its actually quite funny, thinking about both of them at that time now. Thank God, they got their stuff. Amen. Phew.

The best part was that Christie brought her camera and we were so excited about taking pictures of Pearly and Kelly in their prefect's night dresses, that after they came out of the dressing rooms in those dresses, we ..........................................................................................................................................completely forgot to take a single picture. I could have hit myself on the head for forgetting...........but I didn't. This brain needs to take SPM.

Anyway, we watched some movie called Meatballs, which was about this fella who invented a machine that made food fall from the sky. Sounds lame, but its kinda funny.

My weekend was uneventful, other than a raging sorethroat and a stubbornly-refusing-to-just-go-away headache.

I think for prom stuff I better not go shopping with Christie. She seems to have the idea of forcing me into all sorts of hideous things stuck in her head permanently.

Much love people,

~Smartee

P.S. I wore boots with heels during the outing. It felt so good being 3cm taller than Christie. XD
P.P.S. Check out Christie's blog. She complained better about the outing than I did. =)
P.P.P.S. Gotta say I'm addicted to the Crossroads project.

Post PMR Plans

I think I'll start every post from now till the end of the year with "Post PMR ...." It sounds so fun to say it =)

In no particular order...

1. Go back to church
2. Jam 3X/week with Pau
3. Dye my hair with dark red highlights
4. Complete the Crossroads project and start on the ******* project with Pau. Haha I know you're dying to know about this one. =P
5. Go hunting with Christie for her VERY MUCH BELATED birthday present.
6. Crash Farah's house
7. Watch New Moon with...too many to list. All the Twilighters and Nav. =)
8. Which reminds me to get the Pendragon books from Nav before Christie kills me. =(
9. Plan a trip to Genting with... too many to list.
10. Have a movie marathon at my house (Christie's supplying snacks, Kelly's getting the DVDs and I'm providing the venue. Guess who gets the best out of it?)
11. Go hunting for an acoustic guitar with Kelly without my parents knowing.....yet.
12. Prepare for both performances in December. Haih, what to sing, what to wear. Pau already found her dress for the prom performance, why does she always prepare so fast in advance??? 13. Donate my PMR books. I actually wanted to burn them...but open burning pollutes the air. =( .........Did I just say that? =O
14. Clean my..............room. I can sob in advance. =( Cleaning my room is like trying to clear out a nuclear disaster area. Or its like Tsunami...minus the water.
15. Online as much as..............................................streamyx permits. They should rename that thing slowmyx or suckmyx.
16. Read manga, since Pau got me addicted. =( All her fault. =P
17. Do my best to avoid being bored.
18. Pray like crazy that I get 7A's.
19. Ask Mum for a raise in my allowance.
20. Ask Dad for a raise in my allowance (since mum will probably say no)
21. Find some desperate way to find money for my Post PMR plans funding. (since dad will also probably say no)


On a completely unrelated subject...

First you worry about PMR, then you worry about the results, then you worry about Form 4.

Life is so unfair..................then you die.

JK. I didn't mean the 2 sentences I said above.

~Smartee

P.S. I think I'm going crazy from Post PMR stress.











And I don't mind at all =)

Post PMR Bliss.

BM - Ugh.
BI - Bleh.
Math - OHMYNO.
Sej - Sucked
Geo - Sucked worse
KH - Ick. Meep.
Science - Sheesh. But mostly I'm just relieved nothing stupid like electricity or generation of electricity came out.

Whoever said PMR was "aiya, easier than trials la!" is either a liar or a psycho.

And I'm updating now because Pauline gave me the impression that if I don't "go and update now lar!", she'd probably make my night miserable.

And that wasn't an empty threat because she's like, 20 feet away from me. (in the bathroom, admittedly) But still, people who enter the bathroom don't stay in the bathroom forever, right?

And when you're spending the night in that person's room, you really don't want her to be angry. Especially when there's only one blanket and a freezing aircon.

Hence, the reason I'm updating. Though I'm not really in the "type-ish" mood.

Next up are my Post PMR plans.

Tata.

~Smartee

P.S. Guess what Pauline is trying to do now.

SHE'S-TRYING-TO-FORCE-ME-INTO-HER-PROM-FREAKING-DRESS.

Like I don't have mine.













Actually I don't...yet.

But stillllll. =(

Fight, fight, fight!

I had a argument yesterday night. With myself. Like, almost literally.

Good Vicki: So, lets study now.
Bad Vicki: Don't want to. Let's go online.
Good Vicki: Can't you be a little more responsible? PMR is like in a month's time.
Bad Vicki: I know that. How can I not know, when you remind me every 5 minutes?
Good Vicki: ...
Bad Vicki: ?
Good Vicki: Just curious, but do you actually have any intention of getting straight A's?
Bad Vicki: Well, I have the intention to.
Good Vicki: Ha-ha. So, lets study now. I'll let you pick the subject. =) *halo*
Bad Vicki: Why don't we go online and play games instead? I'll let you pick the game. =) *halo*
Good Vicki: Idiot. There aren't any nice games.
Bad Vicki: That's cuz you won't let me download DotA.
Good Vicki: Are you kidding? DotA's stupid. Kelly said so.
Bad Vicki: Are you kidding? Studying's stupid. Everyone said so.
Good Vicki: Hmph, I had enough of you! Why do I always have to be the responsible one? You never do anything but play your idiot games and read your idiot fanfiction and-
Bad Vicki: Ben-Pau-Chris-Kell?
Good Vicki: -always has to be me that pushes you to study and play that idiot piano because daddy's paying an arm and leg for lessons-
Bad Vicki: Relax, I like piano.
Good Vicki: -always so irresponsible, annoying, irritating, laz-
Bad Vicki: Like you're not?
Good Vicki: -I'M NOT! I'M THE RESPONSIBLE AND SERIOUS ONE! ITS MEEEE WHO GETS ALL THE WORK DONE AND-
Bad Vicki: Good, so we balance each other out. Yin and Yang. =)
Good Vicki: If-you-interrupt-me-one-more-time-I-swear-I'll-

*this part is edited out due to excessive swearing*

Bad Vicki: Right, now that you're done telling me point by point on why I don't deserve to exist, can we go online now? Or at least, can we ben-pau-chris-kell? You know, I've got this idea for this awesome song-
Good Vicki: Do me a favour and GFY.
Bad Vicki: Literally or figuratively?
Good Vicki: !!!
Bad Vicki: Relax. Life's good.
Good Vicki: Not when you're around.
Bad Vicki: For you, I'm around 24/7. Literally. =D
Good Vicki: Did I do something seriously wrong in my previous life that I deserve to be stuck in the same body with you?
Bad Vicki: We're stuck in the same heart and mind too. =)
Good Vicki: I must have done something seriously wrong.
Bad Vicki: So, I'm getting impatient. About the onlining thingy...
Good Vicki: We. Are. Not. Going. Online.
Bad Vicki: We. Are. Not. Studying. Either. *blows raspberries*
Good Vicki: Look, you let me be in control for a month, okay? Then after PMR, I'll let you go crazy until the end of the year. It's not a fair deal, but life with you is never fair. so I'm used to it.
Bad Vicki: Are you trying to berunding with me? =)
Good Vicki: Are you actually as stupid as you look?
Bad Vicki: Hmph. After PMR, we're jamming with 3 times a week with Pauline, hanging out twice a week with Kelly and shopping whenever I feel like it.
Good Vicki: Yes, whatever you like. Right now, we're studying.
Bad Vicki: Fine, lets study English.
Good Vicki: DON'TTRYTOBEFUNNY!
Bad Vicki: You said I could pick the subject!
Good Vicki: Do we ever agree on anything?
Bad Vicki: We're always agree that we disagree on everything.
Good Vicki: Pick. The. Damn. Subject.
Bad Vicki: Fine, anything that we did really bad in.
Good Vicki: Sejarah, it is.
Bad Vicki: Wait, wait, what?! Study...sejarah? Now? I take that back...what..nooo...comeon, don't be like that... something else..science..maths...anything but sejarah!
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Come on...
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Geography?
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Stop smirking.
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: Fine, Sej then.
Good Vicki: =)
Bad Vicki: =(

_________________________________________
Bad Vicki: This is my farewell post till after that idiot exam. Hopefully I survive this 1 month with my other demented half.

Good Vicki: Get offline NOW.

Bad Vicki: Geez, I'm going, I'm going...


Sighing off,
~Bad Smartee + Good Smartee = ???


P.S. I want PMR to be like...tomorrow. =( Honestly.

P.P.S. If you don't get offline now, I swear I'll-

P.P.P.S. Okay!! Okay!!

Slipping through my fingers

I can feel it.

Its like...trying to hold a moon beam in your hands.
Trying to hold water within your palms.
Trying to catch a ray of sun light.

Slipping away.

Drifting.

Always drifting.

WAAAAAAAAAAA. Holidays are almost over. I can feel it slipping through my fingers. Like water. Or moon beams. Or sun rays.

Or pineapple juice.

Whichever you prefer.

The past one week has been interesting though. Insightful and...enlightening. I...learned a lot of... stuff.

1. So you're not the person I thought you were. Big deal. Life goes on...

2. And some things are just not as they seem. Nevermind. Life goes on...

3. Please. Don't be so perasan. Its irritating. Life's still going on...

4. Geez, stop bugging me. I'm not a vending machine. Life's going on and on and on and...

5. I wish you hadn't said that. Because life just stopped.


Everyone talks in riddles on their blogs anyway, so I thought i'd follow the trend for once. =)

~Smartee

P.S. I spent half the holiday BPCK-ing. (ben-pau-chris-kell-ing)

P.P.S. I'm screwed when I get back to school. =( Wrath of Xiao Ran and Christie.

P.P.P.S. Superhero rocks! (because I wrote it)


Really, I did.


Most of it.


Part of it.


Sort of.


Kinda.


It still counts as me.


Fine, fine, fine, because Pau wrote it too.

~Thought we were perfect together

Guess not. =)

GTH, please.

I hate you.

Ben-Pau-Chris-Kel

I just wanna thank you guys for making this the best birthday ever (so far =D).

I got the biggest shock of my life yesterday.

I still can't believe you guys got me a guitar for my birthday. Its just...mind blowing. The whole idea is just completely, ridiculously absurd. In a very very very very very very good way. =D

Meet The Fantastic Four (though its kinda reversed genders. 3 girls and 1 guy. Doesn't stop them from being fantastic though =D)

Kelly and Christie

Ben

And of course the mastermind of the plan is none other than...........

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.....PAU

Thank you so much! I love you guys!

And of course...

In case you're wondering what they are, they're guitar picks. 16 of them. And yeah, its a lot.

And they came from another collaborator of the mastermind's plan

Meet Pearly and her Giant Smile.

When people found out you guys got me a guitar and more than a dozen picks, they said I'm lucky to have friends like you. I agree with them 600%.

~Smartee

P.S. I named the guitar after the people who gave it to me. Hence, the title of the post.

P.P.S. I'm thinking of naming the picks one by one after different variations of Pearly's name. But I doubt I'm that free...and besides, Kelly said that's overkill and Christie called me crazy

P.P.P.S. I couldn't stop smiling yesterday.

P.P.P.P.S. I can't keep my hands off you =D

Birthday Wishlist

I know, its kinda late to do this.


1. Harry Potter series, book 1-5 and 7.

2. An acoustic guitar (either red or black)

3. 99 guitar picks

4. Brisingr

5. Artemis Fowl and the Time Parody (or something like that, I kinda forgot the title)

6. A new alarm clock (mine's officially broken)

7. A really huge teddy bear

8. Pendragon book 10

9. A surat rasmi saying that I'm exempted from PMR

10. Something that will spice up my black/white wardrobe. Something really horrid, like a bright
Bristol pink scarf...nah, that was just a joke.

11. Hmm, I'm running out of ideas.

12. A nice surprise

13. A new DDR dance mat.

14. A new microphone stand

15. Endless supply of curly fries.

~Smartee Pants.

Recap. Just to keep my sanity.

Gonna blog about my Sunday. Just to keep sane. Oh, and I'm thinking of doing it essay form, like how Nav does.

Here we go.

On Sunday, 21st of June, I went to a charity performance in Country Heights. The whole carnival was pretty fun and we raised a lot of money. I played many songs. I had fun an-

I don't think its working out. Give me a second chance.

Hey people! Guess what! Last sunday, you're so not gonna believe it! There was this, like, totally awesome fantastic carnival at Country Heights, ya know where the rich VIPs live....

Obviously not working. Lemme try again.

Once upon a time, on a beautiful Sunday morning, I stumbled upon a charity carnival at Country Heights. As I walked through the grand entrance of the carnival, I saw-

This is a disaster.

Lets stick to conventional basics.

Event: Charity carnival.
Time: 9.00 to 12.00 (hopefully you can figure out whether its a.m. or p.m.)
Venue: Country Heights.
Date: Sunday 21st June (hopefully you can figure out what year)
Event I participated in: Obviously piano and singing. Imagine me selling candy at a stall. I'd chase them all away and steal as much chocolate as my pockets can carry.

Anyway, all lame humour aside, it was pretty fun. Considering the carnival was pretty small, they actually managed to raise more than RM10 000. Pretty impressive.

There was also a.......grand piano. Wow. Sponsored by Yamaha. Not bad at all.

Songs I played (and sang).

1. Chopin's Nocturne, Bb major.
2. Kelly Clarkson - Because Of You
3. Miley Cyrus - The Climb
4. Yew Yan Teng - Xiao Cong Ming (spelling)
5. Taylor Swift - Love Story
6. Everybody's Gonna Miss You
7. Miley Cyrus - Butterfly, Fly Away
8. You Raise Me Up

Like I said, it was pretty spontaneous. And there's something very satisfying about a performance where its only you, your voice and the piano. Of course, the best part is raising money for the leukemia kid, I forgot his name.

Nicole and Ashley were there with me as well. Turns out we were more grown up than I thought we'd be.

Oh, and guess what? After that Father Day's japanese dinner, I'm officially broke. I have a total of RM 3 in my wallet at the moment. Looks like we're gonna have to start a charity carnival for Vicki pretty soon.

Turning in for the night,
~Smarteepants

Caterpillar on a tree,

How you'd wonder who you be,

Can't go far but you can always dream.

-Butterfly, Fly away

Miley Cyrus ft. Billy Ray Cyrus

Hypocrite

I usually don't read blogs if the posts are particularly directed at some people.

Take Joey's blog for example. =D Quite a bit of it is either yelling at people or mooning about that hot guy.

But she's an exception. I read her blog. XD

Back to the topic.

Sometimes there's just no other way to say it to the face. Its easier to just blah the whole the out of my trusty blog. I know, at this moment, Christie is gonna go on and on about taking the easy way out, how i should never blah blah blah.


Anyway...



Hey, shitty day, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.

Of course, I can just blame PMS. But that's too poor an excuse.

Sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry.

Ditto.

Ditto.

Ditto.


~Pants. Sucks.






P.S. It's awesome that you came back just to (please don't lie. You know, I know.) mess up my life again. Btw, just telling you its sarcasm.

Because you don't know what sarcasm is even when it slaps you right in the face.

I loathe you for doing this to me.

I remember the day I first saw you,

You really caught my attention.

-Don't Ask Why

Vanessa Hudgens

Vulnerable when I'm with you

Prayer

Dear God,

Please don't let me get any more B's for KH. But don't let me get C's either.

Please let me get at least a A minus.

Please also let Kelly get the A that she wants.

And Joey as well. Please.

Please don't let me study KH only 30 minutes before the exam.

Please stop me from being lazy.

Please let me be at least half as rajin as Navian.

Please remind me twice a day that I no longer have Puan Chan to rely on.

Please let me get an A in Science.

I would say "while you're at it, please lemme get an A for Geo as well"....but that would be pushing my luck.

Please, God, pleeeasse?

Thanks.

Amen.

~Please.

PL.S. Hey you two. Yeah, you two. I remember the promise I made about Geography. I will keep it.

Why, Kelly, why...

...didn't you come today? It would have been so much fun with you around.

Today, Pauline, Richie, Aaron and Jonathan came over for swimming. Look at the lame pictures we took.

Some people just love to make life hard for me. Aaron, don't you understand that exam pieces are meant to be played at exams, not when friends come over?

Richie, in the swimming pool downstairs.

Pauline Chen

Whoo, my condo's swimming pool looks like a beach resort =P

Aaron and Jonathan

Pauline and Richie modelling XD

Richie and Jonathan playing table tennis

Pauline and Aaron, sweetness.

Turns out all of us were pretty broke; could only afford to eat at hawker stalls

Aaronman =P

Pengemis di dalam elevator =D

Pauline Chen, me



Jamming Hosanna at my house




Jamming Hosanna at my house. I know, my drumset is cool. =P

Aaron has. Six eyes.

Hosanna in the highest,

~Smarteepants

P.S. KELLY. Hmph.

When my mistakes overwhelmed me,

You showed me and prayed for me,

And I never got the chance to tell you,

Thank you.

- Thank You

DIVERSITY WON

I'm so estatic I have no idea how to blog everything out.

It'll probably be something along the lines of "ohhh ahhh yay yipee whooohooo!" anyway. So I figured I'd spare you the drama.

At the moment, I'm driving Christie "two nuts short of a fruitcake" by dithering nonstop about Britain's Got Talent.

I bet Nav's sitting in a corner licking his wounds 'cause Diversity won, just too bad.



Diversity's finals. Its brilliant. Pure creativity.

~Diversed pants

P.S. Can't wait for Thursday.

And now I'm standing here broken,

Its my heart against yours, but yours has spoken,

~Shine

Britain's Got Talent

Okay, so exams aren't even over yet. But what's Vicki doing at the moment?

Watching Diversity's brilliant performance on Britain's Got Talent Semi Final 1.

I could upload the video, but I don't feel like waiting for the thing to load.

Search on youtube. Gogogogo: "Britain's Got Talent 2009 - Diversity - Semi Final 1". Well, it was nothing really. Just about 600 times better than American Idol, that's all. Gogogogogo.

Hopefully they beat Susan Boyle.

On a completely unrelated topic, I feel so weird this exam. Stressed, but not stressed. Relaxed, but totally worried. I'm relatively sure Geography's a fat C, but usually teacher's disagree with me, so hopefully...y'know...=)

Exam days are fun, because it means you get free periods to chit-cha- uhh, study with friends.

Guess what? Kelly and I are gonna highlight our hair...after PMR. Whee~~~

Gotta go watch BGT's Semi Finals 2 now. Tata.

~Smartee

P.S. There was actually a lot of stuff I wanted to blog about, but I forgot...

P.P.S. One A is secured. Kudos to english essay writing!

P.P.P.S. People who assume and guess and jump to conclusions are annoying. Pffffft.

Remember when we lived day by day,

But now the clock's counting the seconds away,

- Everybody's Gonna Miss You

Negativity

I feel...

1. Confused.
2. Upset.
3. A bit angry.
4. Worried.
5. Annoyed.
6. Frustrated.
7. Not emo. Just...strange.
8. Lost.
9. Weird
10. Haih. You get the idea.

Joey, don't simply jump to conclusions. Your super-fast brain should be used to study Chinese, not to assume that I like every guy in school. In fact, not only Joey, but Kelly as well.

Yesterday, we had PJ. Amelia, Pearly, Kelly, Christie, Joey and Kristy played...SLAMBALL. Our version, of course. Stand in a circle, few metres apart. Throw the ball at each other. With every throw, shout something out that is pent up inside.

Amelia: *throws to Kelly* I don't like boys because they don't like me!

Kelly: *throws to Pearly* I wanna be skinny like you!

Pearly: *throws to Christie* I wanna be a good guitarist!

Christie: *throws to Joey* I HATE KKG!

Joey: *throws to me* I HATE BOTH OF THEM ARRRR!!

Vicki: *throws the ball behind me* I'm taking a break.

We ended up sounding like annoying brats who are not grateful for what we have in this world. But that's not true. No matter how bratty we sounded, its just another way of releasing pent up stuff. And Pearly, I really really appreciate what I have. Don't ever ask me again. =)

Oh and remember the P.S. in the last post? I know I said I'd tell you in this post, but I'm lazyyyy. So, tangguh to the next post.

~Smartee

P.S. Sometimes you tell yourself, "I'm not gonna think about it ever again." Problem is, easier said than done. This is in reference to the first half of this post. Sigh, this entire post is so drab and negative.

Read my P.S.

A told B that he DOES NOT like M.

B told C that A doesn't really like M.

C told D that A doesn't know whether he likes M or not.

D told E that its possible that A likes M.

E told F that A sort of likes M.

F told G that A might like M.

G told H that A likes M.

H tells M that A really likes her a whole damn lot.

I wonder if Z is heartbroken.


On another completely unrelated topic, I feel like lecturing people on

GEJALA PONTENG CLASS.

You guys know that ponteng-ing (excuse the bahasa rojak, please) has no benefits. You get caught, you get punishment. You don't get caught, you get bored anyway. But that's for students.

What about teachers??????????????? Okay, so teachers don't ponteng very often, but they still do it. I can name one teacher WHO PONTENGs CLASS ALL THE TIME. *cough* Like, every single period (s)he's suppose to teach. Not that I'm complaining of course. I'm just annoyed at those hypocrites.

Teacher + ponteng class = students + take nap

I love my equations. But Christie's are ...better. Hmph.

Too hyped up to type anymore.

~SmartPainInYour***

P.S. I found true love. Seriously. So he's not as gorgeous as the other guy. But still. We're perfect. For each other. He knows it too. But he's taken, unfortunately. So we'll never be together. 'Cuz she thinks they're perfect for each other. She's wrong. I just know.


And I know you're just dying to know who he is. I'll tell you...


...in the next post.

Its just a typical monday

Monday morning.

5.50am - Slam my alarm clock shut, throw it against the opposite wall and drag myself out of bed into the bathroom.

6.15am - Either eat breakfast or go back to sleep.

6.45am - Sleepwalk to the car. Sleep all the way to school in the car.

7.05am - Reach school. Try not to think about Sejarah. Anyone who reads Harry Potter will understand that Pn. Faizzah (spelling) teaching gaya is similar to Professor Binns.

2.30pm - Waiting in the hot sun for my dad to pick me up.

4.00pm - Reaches home after lunch. Climbs into bed and pull the covers over my head, fully intending to sleep for a solid 2 hours, unless I hear the fire alarm.

4.15pm - Gets dragged out of bed by daddy's "Go play your piano. Before that, take a bath, you stink." Thanks, dad. So much for my 2 hour nap.

4.30pm - Usually my dad falls asleep at this time, so instead of practicing classical, I write songs.

6.30pm - Dinner. If the food's good, I'd drag it on for as long as possible. =) If its not, I laze around the house

8.00pm - Back to piano. Bach, Mozart, Chopin and Prokofiev echoes around the house, playing over the TV.

9.30pm - Pick up random reference books and start studying. Its always Sejarah. At least studying Sejarah in advance means I can sleep in Pn Faizzah's classes. But hey, don't tell her I said that.

11.30pm - Read Harry Potter.

12.00am - Fix my alarm clock and reset it. Sleepy time.


Tuesday morning

5.50am - Throws my alarm clock at the dustbin with a scream. Drag myself out of bed, hoping to heaven the poor clock still works...

Its always the same. Go to school, play piano, study, go to school, play piano, study, go to school, play piano, study, ditto all of the above. Sounds like crap, huh? But its not. Life's brilliant at the moment, and despite the minimum sleep I'm getting, 2009 just gets better and better.

At least I don't fail math anymore. The ironic part of Intervensi II is so far, my math marks are higher than all others, including English and KH. Is that weird or is that weird? Shut up, Chris, I know what you're thinking, but as its not copyrighted, I'm perfectly entitled to use it.

Its like the world's turned upside down and I'm beginning to shed what Pauline calls "my english talent". But it doesn't really matter. In a way, it feels good to get low(er) marks in english this time.

I've also lost all inspiration for writing songs, so I'm holding on to the old, complete and good ones really furiously. Maybe that's why last Thursday really infuriated me. Not that any of you would understand that, ya just think I'm selfish and sensitive. You're probably right, anyway.

What a long rambling post. In any case, I have Sejarah and Science waiting for me. So, till next time...

~Smartsees.

P.S. You guys should really read Sara's new blog. Its really inspiring. (Its not in my Suckers list, but I'll add it there soon)

P.P.S. Does anyone want to see Simon Cowell get a taste of his own medicine? Maybe I'll upload a video later on, if I manage to finish science and sej before midnight. The clock's ticking.

Homework.

1. Geography nota
2. Sejarah nota
3. Sejarah Kerja Kursus
4. Math homework
5. BM lisan
6. BM tatabahasa, the one I've been lazy to do since a month ago
7. Sivik, some silly jadual we have to do


*inhale*

Oh-my-goodness-what-am-I-going-to-do-these-teachers-think-we-have-72-hours-a-day-and-guess-what-exams-are-just-round-the-corner-and-what-if-I-fail-math-again-why-can't-they-just-teach-us-to-count-change-instead-of-including-algebra-and-linear-equation-in-our-syllabus-how-the-heck-am-I-going-to-stay-sane-till-PMR-in-October?

*exhale*

At least Pn. Raja is a nice teacher, so science is something to look forward to.

~Smartee

P.S. Lazy to do homework

P.P.S. Wish I could transfigure half our school teachers into toadstools. They'd be more appealing, then.

Best things about 3K...

On Thursday (I think..)

Amelia: (singing) I love-
Celeste: -YOU!!
Amelia: You love-
Celeste/Rachita: -ME!!
Farzana (sp)/Amelia: We are-
Celeste: -happy-
Rachita: -family!
Amelia: With a great big hug-
Farzana: And a kiss from me to you!
Class: WON'T YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME TOO!

Vicki: ...
Joey: ...
Christie: ...XD
Pearly: ...HAHAHA.

Amelia: I love-
Class: -YOU!
Amelia: You love-
Class: -ME!
Vicki: Best thing about 3K is....we finish each other's sentences. =.='
Pearly: HAHAHA
Kelly: *sleeping*
Christie: ....XD
Class: WON'T YOU SAY...YOU...LOVE...ME...TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The above is the general idea of a typical day in 3K.

In the science lab...

*Disecting (sp) flowers*

Vicki: Its abit icky when you realise you're touching reproductive organs of other organisms. *pokes ovules outta ovary*
Pearly: Ew, Vicki...
Christie: OH SHIT! I DROPPED MY OVARY!
Vicki: Your wha-?
Christie: Oh. My flower's ovary.
Vicki: Ahh.
Amelia: *frets about touching pollen because its...nevermind.*

Bored.

~Smartee

P.S. Watching Lord of the Rings...=D

12.00am...

...and I'm unable to sleep.

So here I am, switching fickle-mindedly between doing homework, watching LotR The Two Towers and reading up info on Harry Potter (I've turned into a huge fan suddenly.)

Those Trojan Horses finally did it. They drove my computer loopy, so I'm stuck with dad's laptop.

=(

Holidays was great. Watch some Despereaux movie with Kelly and Christie, then trampled around Pavilion like we owned the place. It was quite boggus actually, going into all the looniest and GIRLIEST shops and making Christie try on skirts. (She squirmed out of it and left Kelly and I fighting about who should wear what. Sigh, girls...)

School reopening was HORRIGIBLE. I woke up late, got to school late, did school work late, did homework even later, went home late, and now I'm sleeping late. Can't imagine waking up for school tomorrow, the very thought of it makes me wail.

The load of homework dished out is quite frightening really. There's KGT, Sejarah KK, some Sivik project and like two cherries on top...TWO SENI FOLIOS. Check out Christie's post about the seni folios. She said everything that was on my mind.

Vicki + Pendidikan Seni = 2D nuclear disaster on drawing block.

I could crap more, but I'll spare you.

~Smartee

P.S. Huh, lets see who dares menceroboh my private blog. You'd get a nasty surprise.

P.P.S. I still have to fix my BM lisannnn...

P.P.P.S. Then there's Sej...Geo...Komsas...KH... oh thank goodness, I've done math! =)

P.P.P.P.S. Stupefy!!!! (Gone HP mad. Seventh book rocks, yeah?)

100 Truths (sort of, anyway)

001) Real name: Kim Victoria Lee Yoong Chin

002) Nickname(s): Vicki, Smarteepants, Ving-ving (grr, Joey), midget (GRRR, PAU), others
that are too insulting to be posted here.

003) Age: 15!!! Uhh, kinda. Sort of, anyway. Just a teensy bit inaccurate. Almost 15..same thing. Geez fine, 14 actually.

004) Horoscope: Mind-block, but its something to do with crabs.

005) Male or female: Female

006) Elementary: Garden International

007) Middle school: SKSBS

008) High school: SMKSBS

009) College: College for the Retarded

010) Hair colour: Black

011) Long or short: Shorter than I'd like. =(

012) Loud or quiet: Both, but usually am quiet. *halo*

013) Sweats or jeans: Jeans!!!

014) Phone or camera: Neither. A virus-free computer with secure Internet.

015) Health-freak: I'd like to say yes.

016) Drink or smoke: Neither. Sleep.

017) Do you have a crush on someone?: Nope

018) Eat or drink: Eat

019) Piercings: No thanks.

020) Tattoos: Ew, no. Imagine when you grow old and wrinkly

021) Social or anti-social: Generally, social.


Firsts.

022) First piercing: Don't like piercing...

023) First relationship: With my mum. Mother-daughter relationship when I was in her womb.

024) First best friend: There's 2. Kelly and Christie, hehe, almost 10 years.

025) First award: For some BM essay writing in primary school. Unbelievable, huh?

027) First pet: Fish. They died within a week.

028) First big vacation: 2007. Visited London, Rome, Venice and the Vatican City in one trip. =)

029) First love at first sight: Don't believe in love at first sight.

030) First big birthday: 2002, I was 8. Can't remember what happened at the party, but I do have vague memories being wrapped in toilet paper.


Currently.

049) Eating: Plain white bread.

050) Drinking: Cold water.

051) Excitement level: Low.

052) I'm about to: Answer question 53 in this tag.

053) Listening to: Mum nag about "the benefits going to bed early a.k.a. healthy lifestyle". She could have written my Intervensi 1 essay for me.

054) Plan for today: Practice my 2 songs for tomorrow's performance and attempt to finish at least Sejarah homework.

055) Waiting for: me to be sleepy enough to sleep.

056) Energy level: Low, its past 12 midnight.

057) Thinking of someone: Yes. The idiot who deleted half my songs of my computer.


Future.

058) Want kids?: HUNDRED PERCENT NO.

059) Want to get married?: No, and for all the wrong reasons.

060) Careers in mind: Entertainment business, journalism, video game programming, author.


Which is better in the boy you like?

068) Lips or eyes?: Eyes. The darker, the better.

069) Romantic or funny?: BOTH. =D

070) Shorter or taller?: Taller than me. Shorter would be disastrous.

071) Protective or caring?: Protectively caring???

072) Romantic or spontaneous?: Spontaneously romantic (admittedly Christie's copyright)

073) Nice stomach or nice arms?: BOTH. XD

074) Sensitive or loud?: BIT of both.

075) Hook-up or relationship?: Retarded question.

076) Trouble-maker or hesitant?: Neither.


Have you ever...

080) Lost glasses or contacts: Almost =(

081) Ran away from home: Not...yet. I might, soon.

082) Killed somebody: Not...yet. But lately, its been tempting. =)

083) Held a gun/knife for self-defence: Uh, no.

084) Been arrested: Ofcoursenot! *HALO*

087) Cried when someone died: A little, yeah.


Do you believe in...

089) Yourself: Not really.

090) Miracles: I think so.

091) Love at first sight: No, life isn't like Enchanted.

092) Heaven: Yes.

093) Santa Claus: Used to, until one year I caught mum sneaking presents into my Christmas stocking.

094) Tooth Fairy: Haha, no.

095) Kiss in the first date: Nope. People who do that macam tak sabar saja. =P


Answer truthfully.

097) Is there one person you want to be with right now?: Yes, Pearly. She'd give me all the answers to the huge load of math homework.

098) Are you seriously happy with where you are in life now?: Not quite yet.

099) Do you believe in God?: Yes.

100) Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people.

I tag:

1. Pearly
2. Joey
3. Wai Chi
4. Luna Lovegood
5. Hermione Granger
6. Fleur Delacour
7. Parvati Patil
8. Nymphadora Tonks
9. Minerva McGonagall
10. Dolores Umbridge

~Smartee

P.S. Sometimes you read my mind so accurately, its almost scary. I lie when you ask me, but I'm not sure if I've fooled you.

I learn new things everyday =)

1. There's a difference between being Emo and sad.

2. I know I'd regret (not) doing some things, but I (don't) do it anyway. Example: Ignoring homework throughout the weekend. Regretting it on Sunday night.

3. Beware of Christie and Roo (Aha, its a screen name).

4. Some people adopted weird British accents during our English Oral Presentation. Me excluded I think, but Christie differs.

5. Every moment I'm awake, I wanna sleep. Every moment I'm asleep, I don't wanna wake up. Lethargic...

6. This is for SBS-ians. "One line please..." OR THE WORLD WILL END.

Boreeed.

~Smart Pot.

P.S. There's a very thin line between being easy-going and letting myself be pushed around.

5 Things I Learned at Today's Assembly

1. When teachers say "Cikgu taknak ambil masa yang panjang, ini pengumuman pendek saja...", it actually means they're gonna start some long winded lecture.
Tindakan yang perlu diambil oleh pelajar yang kesian: Prepare invisible earmuffs and scraps of paper to start passing notes to friends.

2. The school's very intent on PREVENTING CRIME towards our "buku teks"
Tindakan yang perlu diambil oleh pelajar: Stop conteng-ing your text books, kids! Its against the law, haven't you heard?

3. Our school's "Flying Squad" (Sp) played "dress-up" on stage today.
Tindakan yang perlu diambil: Those ugly vests needs someone to flush them down the girls lavatory.

4. Our school has too many good swimmers.
Tindakan yang perlu diambil oleh saya: That's it! I'm done with swimming! I'm switching back to horse-riding!!!!!!!

5. Seems like SBS is more "noble" than cempaka. They mentioned something like providing laptops for the students. (which most students seem to consider bullshit)
Tindakan yang perlu diambil: Hey kids, lets goad them into making our classrooms air-conditioned!

We didn't study at all at school today. No lessons, just sitting near the padang sweating it out. Felt like just a normal boring day a.k.a. made up nonsensical names for teachers with christie and listened to her spouting curses which generally shouldn't be in the vocabulary range of a 15 year old.

Forgetting the load of junk I crapped up there, guess what? My computer's down with Trojan-Horse-Attack, which means cancer of the brain in computer language. Its infected with something like 352 Trojan Horses and a whole lot new cookies and worms.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

~Smutty Pants.

P.S. I'm starting to have doubts. Its strange, huh?

P.P.S. I hate misunderstandings. People jump to conclusions too often.

Hong Kong, here I come!

In like 4 hours, I have to wake up and do my last minute packing (a.k.a. finish homework and pack bag!) just to catch the stupid plane to hong kong. Okay, maybe its not stupid, but this is a realll last minute vacation.

Toodles.

Mum's already kicking me off the computer.

~Smart Ass Pants

P.S. I love Yan Teng!! *squeals*

P.P.S. What do I change my MSN password to? Hmm, too many people know my pass, I gotta change it.............................to something I can actually remember.

Slow Me Down

I slipped into Form 3 easily. I wake at 5.30am effortlessly...almost. I pay attention in class...as long as its not The Mole's class. I do homework...most of it. I work on Math...sort of. I practice piano...somewhat. Somewhere between last year and this year, the awkwardness between me and Yu Kit faded...kinda.

Everything was almost mechanical.

Things weren't soulless, it was just indifferent. I tried asking friends about stuff, just to see if it might spark some interest. It doesn't. I don't care who fights with who. I don't care who's dating who. I don't care who has a crush on who. I don't care who's hair got skewered by whatever teacher. I don't care which Form 5 hottie got a new girl. I don't care if she's way more talented than me. I don't care if you don't care. I just wish I cared.

The times I feel alive is at band practices. But when they leave, so do I. I don't even talk much at home.

Things are moving way too fast for me. Last week it was Std. 1, meeting Kelly for the first time. Yesterday it was Std. 5, flipping through Xietin's fashion book. This morning it was Form 1, catching sight of Yu Kit reading Artemis Fowl at recess. Now its Form 3, PMR year. Tomorrow its SPM. Day after is college. Next week I'd be working. Next month, I'd be married and would have to deal with bills and kids. Then I'd grow old and die. And I'd meet God. And most probably go to hell.

Geez I gotta stop this negativity. Being indifferent is bad enough without the pessimistic stuff. I gotta change this indifference.

Time is moving too fast. Its the only thing I care about right now.

~Smartee

P.S. Anger is a prominent emotion. Everyday, you make me more and more angry. You treat me, like I'm junior to you, your sidekick who is so inferior to you, like I'm incapable of doing anything, like I'm incapable of remembering anything, like I'm a toddler who needs you to speak to me with that cute pouty puppish baby voice.

I despise you for it. Maybe one day I might explode and tell you word for word why I am a thousand times worth you and your stinking cute face.

But you know I would never do that. Because I value our friendship too much.

Temporary band = Awesome Performance

I think this is like the 5th time I performed at leisure mall. I actually kinda like performing there, 'cuz no matter how bad the sound system is, there's like 4 floors of people looking down at you, and the feeling is really...great.

Warning: Long blabbering about meaningless stuff.

1st Practice at Pau's house - Sunday/4th Jan
We actually caught on to the 1st song: The Veronicas - When It All Falls Apart pretty fast, thanks to amazing guitarists Yu Kit and Kelly and awesome bassist Ben. And of course Pau, never forget the singers. =P

2nd Practice at my house - Sunday/11th Jan
Spending 7-8 hours with Pauline, Kelly, Ben and Yu Kit can be really tiring, frustrating, irritating, maddening but also fun and even funnier. Nav was there too just for fun, though he wasn't part of the performance. Working on the 2nd song: Mariah Carey ft Whitney Houston - When You Believe was tricky, cuz' it was waayy harder to play and sing.

3rd Practice at I-Melody - Friday 16th Jan
Kelly couldn't make it. Pau had a 'fashion show' for the three of us; she didn't know what to wear for performance day. We practiced both songs like mad. Unfortunately, I was rather emo that day (no idea why) and I think I ruined the whole practice. Go on and scream at me...

4th Practice at my house - Saturday 17th Jan
Pau couldn't make it. Jamming two days in a row didn't mean our practice intensified. In fact, we did nothing except play through twice. The rest of the time was spent on my poor computer watching Ben play Heli Attack 3 and jamming other songs. All our repertoires were different though, so we didn't have much choice. Bad news was we didn't practice much. Good news was we had fun (I did at least) and I got the guitar...just for one stinking night.

PERFORMANCE DAY 18th Jan 2009. Emergency ditto ditto ditto.
Reached I-melody at 10 with Pau. The guys reached at 11. Almost at the last moment, there was some emergency and we had to fill in someone's place on short notice so that means 3 songs. Rushed through Demi Lovato - This Is Me. Ben suppose to play drums for that song using the keyboard. Wait, don't think so highly of him yet, all he had to do was press buttons!! Finished practicing within 45 minutes (this is pure record).

Headed over to Leisure Mall, went backstage, watched the guys eat McD with mad envy (Pau wouldn't let me touch the fries cuz it suppose to hurt our voices or something according to her). Kelly came a while later and we got out of backstage cuz it was getting too crowded. Sat near one of the shops and started practicing This Is Me. People were staring like we're psycho. I mean its not everyday you see a gang of teenagers dressed in black and red sitting on the floor strumming guitars and singing.

The performance itself was not very good, because the sound system was bad, therefore we couldn't hear ourselves and our vocals were out of tune AND Ben didn't play drums on the keyboard after all, that chicken. Just cuz he couldn't find the buttons. But it was still great and fun

I think the whole performance lasted roughly 15 minutes and we ended with This Is Me along with Yu Kit's mad strumming at the end. There was some encore shouting...not bad. Hmm.

Biggest thanks to:
Pauline - because you sang so well with me.
Kelly - because even when you didn't think you could, you tried...and suceeded.
Yu Kit - because of your awesome guitar skills.
Ben - because you didn't fong fei kei this time! jk. chill.
Pearly - for being so understanding, supportive and cheering (sort of) from the audience.
Sin Mun - for your cold criticism...well, its how I improve. Sincere, really.
Jeff - you did a great job at cheering for the girl you tried to pikat but couldn't. COUGH PAU COUGH. Nvm, forget I said that.
Pau's cousins - For screaming and yelling and shouting and screeching for an encore
My cousin bro - For his awesome photo taking and support
Pau's parents - For being there, so supportive and funny and lenient with Pauline's "curfew"!
Ben's parents - For being there and so friendly, supportive, etc, too many to list.
Yu Kit's parents - For being there and for actually sending their son to practices. Jk, kinda.
My parents - 'cause they took awesome recordings and always suggested ways on how to improve the performance.

This is like, the best band performance so far. I watched the recordings; This Is Me is the best song! Buy it from me! BUY BUY BUY!

I love playing in a band. Especially a band that includes the people above.

There's a lot of conflict going on during practices, but it turned out great...I think.

The End.

~Smartee

P.S. I wish you were there. But you weren't, so just too bad for us.

Mini Update

I know I know! All of you miss me right? I haven't been updating because guess why?

No reason, just haven't been on the computer much. Hmm, lots of fun stuff since I last updated.

For one, Christmas was great, but I was down with the four-in-one sick package (flu, cough, sorethroat...*drumroll* FEVER) so I had to miss the christmas high tea. Sucks. Christmas Eve was really fun, had a great time with churchy friends and a few others that came.

New Year's Eve was great, but Angelo annoyed the heck outta me, so the street countdown was kinda not that fun anymore. Nicole and Ashley were there too. Hanging out with them just made me realise how different we are now. They've grown into what most of my current friends would call la la mui while I'm just that average teen, not very popular, not very funny, not very fun, etc.

Hard to think we used to be 9 months old infants sucking the pacifier and playing in a crib together. Later on as toddlers, playing with soft toys and stuff. I don't think we actually played with dolls or barbies. And then we grew up to adolescents and running around in shopping malls, swimming and playing in the wide playground became our favourite past time.

Now we talk about boys, music and books. The more mature stuff. I don't miss them anymore, but I like to think back once in a while.

End of Update.

~ Smartee

P.S. School reopened weeks ago. It wasn't that bad. But I still struggle with homework.

P.P.S. You don't understand how hard I try to demolish this reputation I've built up. You just laugh at me.

P.P.P.S. THE GUITAR'S GONE! NOOOOO!.