Tuesday, July 6, 2010 @ 12:21 AM
Yes, that's all she said. And if you were all wondering why we were in front of teacher's desk for so long, it's because she was scrutinizing every single detail about my results... and everyone else's. == Meng Yuann, Meng Yuann, why are you so smart? You missed a few subjects and yet you got the highest average in our class - almost the same as Ccy's. My mum kept asking, "Who's this Meng Yuann? Tsk tsk tsk, see? So smart! Boy ah?" "Nooo, girl lah!" I replied indignantly. Ah, Meng Yuann, you make my life miserable.
Next, beloved mummy compared me to Qian Hui. She searched the list high and low while asking teacher, "Who got first in class?" Her finger stopped at the number "1" and swiped to the left side to check out the name. "Oh, Qian Hui." She nodded her head. Then, on our way back, she said, "I already expected Qian Hui to get first. She's the goody-goody type who studies a lot like me when I was young (perasan betul). One look at her, I can tell (not fortune teller also *rolls eyes*)." Sigh, Qian Hui, Qian Hui. Another subject my mum uses to stress me.
"Do you know who waved at you just now?" I asked my mum. "Yea, Ccy," she answered and I laughed. "She's very bold." "I know! She asked me whether you know who she is and I said, 'Of course lah!'. I don't know why she is so happy to see you." I said. LOL. I also asked my mum why was she staring at me the whole time when we're in class and she said, "To see how you blend into the surrounding." WTH. I'm neither a spy nor a chameleon lah, sweat.
I really feel quite bad for getting such shit results this time. So I've decided for the worse - I'm going to go on hiatus until PMR's over and that's final. I'm all hyped up to study now. I don't know where I got the motivation from. Maybe from my mum 'cause that's what she stuffs into my ear everyday. Action speaks louder than words and the proof is in the pudding. I can do it, I will do it and I shall do it. I CAN, I WILL and I SHALL.
But first, let me show you this freaking hilarious video which proves that Disney is a total PHONEY! (Phoney means fake and not some kind of newly invented phone.) And wait for my blog song to end before watching or else it would be too noisy to tolerate.
I KNOW! Sooo uncreative.
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Whisk me away
Monday, July 5, 2010 @ 10:14 PM
A few days ago, I told my mum about my super duper quadruple bad results but I didn't go into the details and with that, she scolded me like nobody's business. *rolls eyes* I'm so doomed, I'm so doomed, I'm so doomed. The weird thing is, I know I'm supposed to study but I just can't get into the mood. My stupid brain keeps giving me wrong information like we're still on holiday and school hasn't started yet. Wtheck, right? Maybe I need to go on hiatus until after that bloody PMR exam. That'll be really challenging - I'm a cyber-freak and I need my blog! People like me need to hyperventilate, you know.
Come to think of it, NOBODY COULD EVEN LIVE WITHOUT THE INTERNET.
Okay, that's not true. Hui Wen, Qian Hui and Swee Peng are good homo sapiens who have been living without the internet since God knows when. LOL, no offense, though. Of course, they surf the Net but only to get information for school projects. Other than that, they're in no way related to the internet. In other words, three of them are not addicted to it. Perhaps that's the reason why Qian Hui came in FIRST in our class. Hmm, it's time I stay away from the evil sucking machine - zee compuzer. >=|
I NEED TO STRIKE ALL A'S. I NEED MOTIVATION. I NEED A TIMETABLE. I NEED FAITH, WISDOM, STRENGTH AND TIME. I NEED DILIGENCE AND MORE WORKBOOKS (fine, I have tons of them piling up in my room, covered with dust). I NEED ENCOURAGEMENT. I NEED TO FOCUS. I NEED ALBERT EINSTEIN AND HIS BRAINS. I NEED FOOD TO KEEP ME AWAKE. I NEED FOOD TO KEEP ME AWAKE. AND I NEED MORE FOOD TO STAY AWAKE. (What? Food = Chemical energy, no? -_-)
But most of all, I NEED GOD.
Come Holy Spirit. Fall afresh on me.
Fill me with Your power. Satisfy my needs.
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Sunday, July 4, 2010 @ 7:40 PM
Bonjour, Monsieur et Mademoiselle! Comment allez-vous, les gens?
Désolé, I'm having zee Fwench fevwer wight now becauze yezterday vaz our zchool'z Inzernashional Unzerztanzing Zay and I have been given zee tazk zu be zee emcee with Lauha and Bwitanio. Our zheme vor zhiz year iz "Connaitre la France" vhich meanz "Zu know more about Fwance".
Fwankly zpeaking, I vould zay zee vhole event vaz wather unorganized becauze pweple vere wunning all ower zee place. It vaz weally laz minute and ve didn't know vhat zu zay az ve didn't rezeive any zort of agenda. My firzt experionze of being an emcee ZUCKZ! Zeriouzly zuckz! I velt like a vool and Bwitanio vanted zu kill herzelf. I told her zu kill me az well and she zaid it could end up like a murder-zuizide. EPIC!
Zee part vhere ve vere zuppozed zu zeach zee audiencez about zome Fwench vordz vaz wather challenging. It vasn't hard for Bwitanio becauze her mum zakez Fwench lezzonz but I had a difficult zime pronounzing thoze Fwench vordz. Phew! Zhere vaz a magic show vhich caught everyone's attenshion and zee magician vaz from my church. LOL. And zid you go zu zee DMC competishion zhingie? Wemember zee guy vhu got virst vor playing piano? He played yezterday, zuu. Fine, I vill admit zhat he iz good. WEAL good. I can't get him outta my head wight now - zee zong he played iz ztill fwesh in my mind. Oh, God.
Zhere vaz a fashion show, zuu. Zhat got zee audiencez quite high, I could zee. Actually, zee vhole atmozphere vaz kinda ZEAD. I azked zhem vhether zhey had enjoyed zheir meal (all those Fwench food vere zerved like Fwench fwiez, zpaghetti, Fwench toazt, etc.) and zhey looked at me blankly. LOL. I kept prompting zhem like, "Oui? Non?" Zhey juzt ztared. And ztared. And ztared.
Oh, I vorgot zu zell you vhat I vore! I vore a vhite tee vith jeanz. Oui, zenim jeanz! Mz. Raynie zaid I should braid my hair into a Fwench plait, zo I zid. I looked weal ztupid, iv you azk me. Zeacher alzo lent me her stwiking wed coat and I bowwowed Bwitanio's hat. Ziana zaid I looked gweat. Merci, Mademoiselle Ziana. ;P I bwought my zizterz'z Eiffel Tower eawwingz zuu but I vorgot zu vear zhem. Zuu nervouz, I guezz. ;P
I zon't want zu reveal all zee inzide ztoriez (zhey're not good) and az I vorgot zu bwing my camewa, zhere are no pictures at all. Je suis désolé, les gens! By zee vay, zomezhing weal funny happened. Mz. Raynie vaz vearing all vhite zu zuit zee colourz of zee Fwench flag vhich includes ved, vhite and blue. Zhat's vhy I vore a wed owercoat vith zenim blue jeanz; Bwitanio vore a navy blue and vhite stwiped tee and Lauha vore all vhite vith a long gwey coat. Anyvay, vhile I vaz hiding behind the curtainz az Bwitanio zook ower zee ztage, Mz. Raynie appwoached me and azked me zomething weally veird.
"Could you check my pantz vor me and zee iv zhere's anything zhere?"
Oh. Am. Gee. Iz she azking me zu check vhether zhere are any P ztainz on her pantz?!! A ZEACHER AZKING A ZTUDENT ZUCH A PERZONAL QUEZCHION? I shooked my head and she zaid, "Ugh, I'm having a heavy flow wight now." God, I vaz wight! "Zhen zeacher, vhy zid you vhere all vhite?" I azked. "Zhat's vhy. Have zu follow zee colourz of zee Fwench flag." LMAO, it'z zo vunny I almozt laughed!
Alzhough zhere vere many vhu zaid zee vhole event vaz extwemely bowing, zhiz vaz a vewy good experionze vor me. I zhank Elliot vor choozing me zu become one of zee emcee and I weally am gwateful zhat Bwitanio and Lauha vere zhere bezide me or elze I vould have fweaked out. I zhink I vasn't a gweat emcee 'cauze I juzt zaid a vew vords. Haha. It vaz Bwitanio vhu zaved zee show and Lauha vhu spized zhingz up. Merci beaucoup, Bwitanio et Lauha! 8D
On a zide note, Bwitanio iz Low Brittany and Lauha iz Lee Laura Anne. Onze again, I'd like zu zay merci zu both of you! =] And je suis vraiment désolé vor giving you weaders a hard zime weading zhiz pwefectly scwewed-up Fwench post!
Dieu vous bénisse et bonne journée! Au revoir!
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