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?)