Live Life. Love Life. Embrace Life.: November 2010

SPM : day 5

Now entering the day 5 of the exam and sadly, i think no one aging 17 had viewed my recent updates on this major exam. anyway, we're still somewhere in this world, struggling to strive in this seemingly pointless exam. Good luck to those who're still struggling, as a matter of fact WE ARE STILL ARE. Special thanks to any local or foreign reader who viewed my blog endlessly from time to time.

About the exam we had today, MORAL. nothing come out much from the textbook apparently, which makes me wonder why are we spending so much effort on reading its textbook while the outcome turned out not to be in our expectation. luckily, i'm not one of those hardworking lads who worked really hard to memorize the agencies name, function of particular law act, and the purpose of some voluntary body. Sorry, but i have to say that luck doesn't favour you all this time. Now my focus is shifted to the coming "Boss-level" (concept introduced in my previous-previous post), physics, which we're only given a night to revise on. i wonder if i had to went through a sleepness night to cover all the syllables again.

And at the same time i recalled a particular incident that took place a few days back, which i unknowingly broke someones heart, i guess, as "you" won't want to react to my "sickening" voice anymore. I admit that i'm truly selfish by that time and i'm sorry. i don't know that that'll cause so much displeasure to you.

And lastly

Ooo. Can't nobody do it like you.
Said every little things you do.
Hey baby say
Stays on my mind
And I
I officially missing you.

SPM : day 4

Entering the day 4 of the exam suddenly i was caught up with this strange flu disease which completely destroy my voice and shatter my concentration. the deterioration of my voice even resulted in my poor performance during the singing session in church which causes me to have a precious "talk" from my seniors..... anyway, the talk was enlightening and i was reminded of some old stuffs.....

due to the seriousness of the cold and the possibility to get an infuenza, i wore a mask as if i was in the middle of the outbreak of H1N1 disease.

thought it'll look cool or at least having some killar-feel but sadly my sis complaint that it look like a rapist..... total failure....

by the way, the examiner watching over the examiner seem slacked off a bit and get a bit heart-lighten as their alertness drops drastically. for example, while he escorted me to the toilet and is suppose to wait till i'm out of it, then escort me back, he went somewhere to grab a cup of coffee... hmm.... perhaps this give me some chance to cheat?? hmm.... just a thought...

SPM : day 3

The above picture shows what you'll get when you only get three hours of sleep. hmmm.... are you squinting into the picture but not knowing what I'm refering to?? look closer, look at the dark ring around the eyes, carefully. Yeah, you got it.

Sejarah is finally over, after long hours of sleepless nights finally my hardwork paidoff. i think i should have sleep less for the sake of this stupid subject, as the paper came out to be harder than i expected and those spotted topics didn't come out. so to those who tries to spot topics, good try and good guess, but perhaps it's not the best. =)

i guess this is what studying is about in Malaysia, Study, Be examined, and Forget. Dasar Pendidikan Malaysia, really interesting.......

Guess the more we attend those mass exams, the less tense we get. During the last time i sat for UPSR, i remember i was really tensed and really worked carefully through out the exam. PMR still okay. But now, i realized i even sit on the chair with two legs lifted up. Is it i am too relaxed?? Hmm.... no worries, no affect on my potential..

And my face turn " O.o " when the examiner joked with me.

He took my draft paper, crumple it, and put it back on my table, smiling.

SPM : day 2

well, i'm going to post the photo of my second BRANDS i had in my life. hmmmm..... i wonder why the camera snapped, saved in the memory and yet can't be found in my memory drive... Hmm....

English, i was kinda caught off guard when i decide to write about an essay with the topic "Home" (not sure why i chose that topic in the first place.......) I wrote it in Present tense!!!!!! *sigh* i wonder why people should write their essays in past tense while we all live in the present. so, quoting form Edward Lim, "Present tense sound so narrative". Yeah ed, i agree... i have a very "fun" time narrating the story....

And as it was analogous to computer games, after some lame levels here comes the "boss level" for the week : Sejarah. i couldn't find anyway to overcome it, perhaps intimidate it. guess i should take some drastic measures.... hmmm.....................

P.s. thought i was going to released from the BM grasp but when i opened up the sejarah notebook, i was screaming : "WTF! why is there BM in my notebook!!?"

微笑背后,
是一种憔悴
也许下雨，
也是一种
美

SPM : day 1

See?? it's the pic taken on the day 19 days from the Sijil Pelajaran Cemerlang exam. now, it's officially the first day of the exam. PFFF......

It's still kinda fresh in my memory that last year we, the form 4 ones are the one smiling and laughing at the form 5s while enjoying the start of our holiday. but now, it's like in a blink of an eye and "poof!" SPM time for us, and for the form 4s '10, they did the exact thing that we did to our previous batch of form 5s...... So, i guess this is karma huh?? and oh ya, time flies, it feels like there's only a separation of a millisecond between the precious pic and the next pic :

My first BRANDS for my first 17 years. it's kinda nice actually, compared to my usual brand of FOMEC. it taste kinda like ketchup. haha. anyway, i can't sleep while trying to have a nap in the noon.

And should i scream because i'm going to have a bottle of BRANDS every morn??? F.Y.I, my momma wants me to do so because these BRANDS need to be finished in order to take part in some competition..... -.-"

anyway, today we have BM and to my surprise, one of the question spotted by Mr. Bahludin comes out in the paper!!! "Peranan Anak kepada Ibu Bapa". and after that i texted Mr Bahludin about his accuracy on the paper. he replied :

"Ya kah? Wah memang bagus! Harap kertas 2 pun macam tu! U memang bagus, tak ada masalah!"

erm..... teacher, is that supposed to be called broken Malay?? Bahasa Rojak. i guess he's under the "serunai malam" syndrome. to those who can't make any sense out of that, go figure....

and then i thanked him again to express my gratitude. He replied:

"Ok! Good luck in ur exm. by!"

i was furthermore lamed.... -.-""

anyway, it's time for me to forget all BMs i learned for this 11 year, 14 if pre-school education is included.... and rack up my mind on the subject that was taught by a lethal teacher....

All the while i've been wondering, Who's Rimpa?? sounds familiar but no memories about it.

DIE

Specially Dedicated to the author of Thousandcelestial.blogspot.com. =)
Enjoy!

LOl.... wal, i'm sure it's up to your taste Xp

The empty seat

He stared to the corner
The empty seat
Alongside with other chairs
In the class.

Memories strung into a harmonious tune
Reminiscence plays its angelic rhythm
Thoughts of he and she replayed like a flashback
As those knitted into a sweet dream

Stunned
He thought he caught a glimpse of her
On that empty seat
He sure had missed her
Rather much

Smoker no smoking! Smoker no smoking!

Recently I've been shown the latest anti-smoking campaign advertisement that look like this:

Yeah, i admit it's kinda nice cause it introduces a brilliant way to stop others from smoking, or at least in-verbally shout "shame on you ! smokerssss...." into their head.... yeah, i like the idea...

Hmmm.... wait a minute, if we do this on some short-nerved smokers, will we get squashed or bashed up instead of having them obeying us?? We never know when they will lose their brain and pounce on us, beating us up, shouting at us with breath enriched with smoker's breath....

Quite a risk erh??

After Halloween. SO??

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Friends are not someone or something that we look for, they looked for us. Sometimes they come with various purposes such as seeking for help, sharing a hobby, pouring out sad stories et cetera, et cetera... but anyway, they're friends.

And in this post i would like my fellow readers to meet someone even more special than ordinary friends who we meant "he's just a friend". Readers, meet "true friend". =)

A true friend from what i observe and know is someone that accompanies you whenever and wherever you are. They are that shadow that Follows you everyday and night, not necessarily literally "be with you all the day", but through the means of phone calls, messages.....

And is a common thing that they Don't talk. The thing i meant here is they didn't have to be talkative, bubbly, or even friendly. They are the person who do stuffs to you without you knowing, and never told you about it, as if he/she is serving you. Besides, they are the ones that would not abandon you and will turn to you whenever you need help, and they themselves do not wish for a repay. hmm..... it's kinda hard to describe them in words so as you can see, i suffered form incoherent idea expression in this post........

Anyway, they are the true friend and you shall notice that they'll still be with you in any forms even if you guys part away after graduation or got separated in order to pursue studies..... So, time shall soon show who's our true friend...... for the Form 5s........