J'suis de retour!!!

Yes, people. I am back to the wonderful and advanced world of technology!!! After few sickening weeks (I suppose... 2 weeks?) with my CPU crashed. It was the hard disk's problem. I'm uber glad it is fine now. I can finally listen to music again, chat with my friends again, blah blah blah... Recently there are a few things that has happened, which I doubt I can explain it over here. I'm a little stress with a few things and yes... Exam trial is never an exception. Today's 31st July, tomorrow's 1st August, few more weeks: Trials... It happens to be Mom's birthday as well. Ironic, isn't it?

Today I went to SMK Puteri to attend a workshop organised by Taylor's University College with a few of my friends and surely, I've mingled around with the Canadian lecturers - Mr. John and Ms. Lindsay. Frankly, I love their eyes. Black pupil, green iris. Both of them. I hope no one there found me irritating because, as you know... I tend to speak a lot (with peculiar English... I know, I suck!). I can't change that, can I?

Alright, I will soon crash my head on my History book once more. I'm finishing Renaissance and starting on the economical impact during the British reign... that's mainly because I've skipped 5 chapters of Islam. Those are really important chapters. I will have to read them last!

OH NO... The thoughts of this exam is really making my tummy filled with butterflies...

PS: Mom, I really really really HOPE that I can give you a good Birthday present this time. Last year's leather purse didn't even last a year! Pathetic. Perhaps I got cheated. Ha, ha. Love, son.

===============EDIT (8.11pm)

I finally have collected myself to tell what has happened in the workshop today. This morning I walked to Aruna's house and we both walked to school and reached there at 8.02am. We even thought we were late and we decided to run from Punca Emas which is about 2km from school? Then we knew that the bus will come late. Crap!

So, anyway, we reached SMK Puteri around 8.50am (I'm just making a wild guess. I looked at the time too much today that I forgot what time these incidents took place). We were brought into Dewan Seri Kandi and my gang (Aruna, Gopinath, Yu-Xuan and I) enrolled for Canadian Pre-U seminar - about Business.

The first session was conducted by Ms. Lindsay Sommer... something. Her last name is a little difficult to remember. I loved the way she dressed herself. Really simple and elegant! Her talk was on "Thinking out of the box" and "Why English?". This session, I spoke most. In fact, I was the only one talking loudly when questions are raised. OK, note to you readers, I am NOT praising myself. I am just telling how things worked there.

She made me realized that J.K. Rowling didn't write her series of Harry Potter for the sake of writing it. There was actually a message underlying the story - racism. She also talked on status quo (which when she asked before defining, I raised my hand and answered. Lucky I got it right. Thanks to HELP debate experience!!). Basically, her talk was on society's normal thinking. We had break and after that and we gathered up in the hall and listened to Mr. John Suschkov's lecture on International Business.

I was amazed by his way of making his lecture really interesting. After all, the topic "International Business" sounds like a turn-off, right? Before he concluded his session, he drilled us into something called... Instant Inventions. My group's innovation is about a remote controlling iron. Yeah, you can guess it already. I was the presenter. It was quite impromptu and thanks to Miko from SMKKGV, she's helped me with a few vocabs that I couldn't really find in my pea-sized brain that time. Finally, we had lunch before we bid everyone goodbye.

Report Card's Day

Yeah supposedly it is a big day for me. Mom came down to get it! It's my first and final time for her to do such a thing. I'm glad nothing went wrong. After the hustle and bustle of the day in school, Mom sent me to Ukay Optical to get my eye check-up. Sorry again, Mom. I've lost the specs! Blame it on me...

It was then 12pm or so. After that, Mom delivered me a bomb, which I've been wanting so badly. To see my beloved sister! I've asked her for about 20 times (okay, that's too much of exaggeration) since last week and she finally gave in. Whee!!

At about 12.15pm we reached Mom's house and I saw Yen waving to me in the house. She hadn't gone to school just yet. In her school, all form 1 and 2 students study in the afternoon session, regardless of your brain size. Oops, that's too offensive.

I helped out with her chores of folding clothes and the three of us shot off to have our lunch.

From left: My sister's dirty shoe; on the way to lunch with Mom and sis

From left: For sis, me and mom; my tom yum soup (it sucked really badly!)

From left: I ordered an extra plate of fried noodle to fill my tummy; a candid shot!!!

Mom was busy finding a parking spot when I took this picture with her. I was about to leave back to Seremban this time. I love you, Mom.

I reached Miss Zalilah's Accounts class at 4.45pm. Class started about an hour ago. Lucky me, she was teaching something rather easy to understand. Charlene, thanks a lot! You cleared me up for the new things today...

(and the normal day just passed on...

Visions

It was today, where I had this vision. A dreadful morning was made even worse with my vision, which happened to be related to Adeline's too. I will tell you later...

Today I got down the bus and walked to my classroom as usual but there were a few things that were not meant to be there. Moths. Three of them. First, I saw a dead moth on the floor. I knew, there could be something weird going on already... As I walked further, another moth was on the wall on the corridor and simultaneously, another one of it's kind flew pass me.

Three of a kind is never a good sign.

And so, it rained. I was blessed and thanked God that nothing worse could ever happen on the spot! In fact, I was worried about my close friends. I only told Ben and Wilfred about it though. I didn't want others like Francine to be freaked out about it. Since I know I'd freaked Ben and Wilfred out when I told them about my... experiences. Especially last year's! Mum, you still remember, don't you?

Then, moments ago, before Adeline went off to bed:

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

where you saw the moths?

'cos near my house there were 3 big one

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

to my passage to class

the LONG alley

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

they were BIG

and one dead on the staircase

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

wow

we've seen the same

i saw 3

1 dead

1 on the wall

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

one flying

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

1 flew across and disappeared

OMG!

shit

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

whoa!

(these excerpt happened at the same time, we didn't know what we were talking about unless we hit ENTER)

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

i am scared now

fuck! (oops)

tears are in my eyes now

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

no f, no f

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

ok

GGGGGGG (it didn't bring any meaning actually)

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

don't cry

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

nono

im not crying

*α∂ɛиιиɛ (:* says:

perhaps, it is something good

[c=55][b][s]Dumdum[/s][/b][/c] says:

this is ... something gotta do with my power

it happens when my power connects with another

happened once - a BAD incident

i nearly got possessed that time

i think that we both have the same mindset

Freaky, isn't it?

PS: When I felt something bad that was about to happen, I didn't dare to touch anyone or anything significant. I didn't want whatever that has happened there in Ipoh (Mum, you witnessed everything, don't deny it) to happen here IN SCHOOL. It surely would take a long time to recompose myself.

OK, good night, readers.

Enzymes and dreams

Enzymes - break down. Yes, I think there are too many enzymes in me. I am breaking down. Today, during Bio class, Mrs. Christine dropped a bomb for us: we gotta rewrite our 3 Bio PEKA reports in our experiment books. I wonder who issued that order, because I know teacher will not waste time on these issues at all...

I took a power nap in the evening and I dreamed of Shekinah playing Chopin's 20th Nocturn in C#m (I suppose) in school assembly. A recital. Very weird one indeed. The music was faster than her movements as though she was mimicking the melody. Then, my scene shifted to another scene. It was a damn weird dream and before I woke up, in my surreal world, I was walking to a grocery store and I remembered saying something like this: I am really worried about you, Wilfred.

And I woke up from the weird realm. Am I freaking myself out or it is just a coincidence? I was shocked this morning as well when I dreamed that I was copulating my GUY classmate! I think, I seriously need a counselor tomorrow. Mr. Low, here I come...

I hate my life - I can't manage things properly and now I am disintegrating. Great - I'm talking cock and bull right now. I don't care, I just wanna sleep now! BYE.

Sway with me

Today, I have had a number of feelings in me. First I was being happy that I am 6th in the class, then a little sad that I am 13th in cohort. 6 and 13... That's a huge deviation, you see. And then finally I felt depressed because I had 3 B+ for Add Math, Bio and History. I would say it's a post-examination depression.

I was feeling so down that I told my beloved friends about this and they lift me up again, as usual. That was quite a long process though. We were at least half hour late for English (lucky it was a replacement lesson. So it wasn't that important, after all. Did a little discussion and off we went after that). It all happened during recess when I told Francine and she told Louisa that I was scared that I might not be chosen for the scholarship mentioned yesterday.

I felt so heartbroken thinking about what Granny told me when I finally got back my History and Bio papers. Flood of disappointment overwhelmed me.

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"Granny I scored 70% for History. A B+."
"Who so weak?"
"Well, that's because I hate the subject."
"Great! Next time in SPM, don't come crying to me if you don't get an A for it!"

"Granny I scored 73% for Bio. A B+."

"WHAT?!! You've been typing your notes and staying up late for that, you can't even get an A?!"

"Granny, it was hard."
"What's so hard. You've studied!"

"Granny, what I studied was how movement of the arms come about and the question asked how the movement of the legs come about. It was hard, Granny. But my experiment I told you, the one I didn't have a clue for at all? I scored 14/17 for that section!"

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Louisa: Our parents always say that Ooi is so smart without tuition. You're considered a role model already.

Adeline: I can so see that you and Francine are already on your way to straight A's! You just need a little more effort to push yourself to transform the B+ into A.

Francine and Adeline: I understand how you feel when your Grandmother says that. But just study for yourself. You study hard for your own future. You only repay them next time when you work. (They advised when I told them that I study for my grandmother.)

Aruna: You just have to be happy and satisfied with what you get, Ooi. Don't care about what others think about it. They don't have any idea how were the papers.

Adeline: Just do it for her, Ooi. So that when she dies one day. You will not regret and say, "Shit I should have done this, I should have done that," because by then, everything will be too late already. You have to be tough. If such small things can reduce you like this, I can't imagine how would you handle things at work or in your own family. You just gotta be tough.

When we got back to class, teacher was talking about a handout which she gave us last week. A comprehension handout.

Madam Poga:

... Jan and I talked about Vicky for a long time that night in hospital. 'You know, Mum,' she said, 'I won't let anything stop me from doing the things I want to do in life. I knew that she was going to make it. And so she has. Many times I have wondered if Vicky's coming was meant to be, to show us about dealing with life's hardships and joys...

(That moment, Adeline turned behind and smiled at me, I smiled back at her.)

Even though this was the old format, I find this story inspiring to share with all of you. Especially after your mid-term examination where some students might feel disappointed over their results but if you try hard enough, nothing can ever stop you.

(This time, Aruna turned back and smiled at me.)

When everything was over, I told Louisa, "Lou, everything just happened in such coincidence, don't you think?" Then, our gang (Adeline, Francine, Aruna, Ben, Louisa and I) went to see our Bio teacher to do our corrections and guess what? I now have 75% for Bio. An A-.

I went home with Francine after that, as usual... I slept for a while and woke up for Accounts class. After our class has ended, Charlene, Hizairi and I were feeling blessed that we still could do well for this term without tuition. It was Charlene who started, "Hey! All of us are top 10 in class!!!!! I hope 3 of us can get straight A's and we can prove to them we still can do fine without tuition!" I continued, "which means, we are top 30 in cohort," I am ranked 13th, Hizairi 23rd if I am not mistaken and Charlene 27th.

Thinking about it... There is no need for me to feel depressed about. It is all that I have done and can be done, on my own accord, as Mum always stresses on me. Adeline was right. Our school standard is sky high. Thanks, guys. I love all of you!

Scholarship's hustle and bustle

I feel so bad rushing my teachers to give me certificates for my A level scholarship application. I just gotta do what I gotta do, you see. Today I was venturing from one end to the other end of my housing area. I went to photocopy all my certificates that I have in hand. I knew the whole process would be very long and tiring. I left my things there and went for my haircut. I realise that my hairdresser: Leon is no longer studying there. Sigh... Things there will be boring from now on. Leon's the friendliest dude I've ever met so far. I really enjoy his haircut. Good technique and awesome social skills. Sadly, he is just a student, not a professional there, then. After my haircut session, I called Leon asking about his graduation. He said he is still finding job, it seems...

Gahh... I am feeling so bored that I am scribbling again.