Wednesday 25 November 2009

Well, here I am. What were your other two wishes?

My nostrils hurt, seriously! So far, the highlight of my holiday is none other than getting a nosebleed, sad isn't it? Budu SESB, always no current my house and it's getting toasty. Remember sketsa, the part when I said I was a puteri lilin? I wasn't kidding. When mummy brought us to grandma's house, you'd think they'd have current right? WRONG! I hate this state man, Australia's waiting for me as we speak.

Speaking of the nosebleed earlier, did you know that blood came out of only one nostril and the other one is just the 'regular' stuff? I know, too much info, but I can't help it. Maybe I'm a mutant and my superpowers are developing. All those years expose to the dust and heat in 4ST has finally taken a toll on me and maybe, in given time, I'll secrete 'enzymes' which will have mind-control properties over people. If that happens, the first thing I'll do is make a pilak rape the BM Perv. Hey, I might even be doing him a favour.

Oh, and the aunt's wedding is like 2 days away. I really can't wait to get this bridesmaid duty over and done with, I mean you think I like to serve people with cakes and beer ka? It's like my permanent job. I once serve beer to this guy who was wearing this songkok. Smart. He looks like Mazlan, but tubbier. It was not my fault okay, I blame it on the heat, and secondhand drinking.

And guess who has a bloggie now huh? I bet Bervert has the answer. Inilah, I'm the main topic lagi tuh. I feel loved bebeh, LOVED. So anyone coming to watch New Moon? I don't get the hype that surrounds that movie, but I guess I'll find out in a few hours.



Maybe the hype is about him?

PEACE OUT!!!!

P/S: My nostrils still hurt....

Wednesday 18 November 2009

Some people get so rich they lose all respect for humanity. That's how rich I want to be

I'm really really goin to do it! I'm going to write a book, a good fiction book and hopefully it'll get published. But that's not my main aim, not for now at least. I have always wondered "what if" this and "what if" that so I want to stop wondering and just do it. I promise when I'm finished, I will make it free for everyone to read.

Dun worry, It won't be about vampires. Cause it seems like that's the 'It' genre right now. And no, I'm not about to steal Bervert's crown. She's still the better writer. By the way, I'll just published one of my work here. It is a sonnet, which was done during an English class by Teacher Siska. It is about moving on from a particular relationship (first love maybe?) even though it seems impossible at first. Yes, it is completely original okay. Tiada tiru-tiru. It's not my best work but it'll do for now. Enjoy!

Sonnet 16

You came and left with footprints in my heart,
The memory of us is not enough,
On that fateful day when we grew apart,
Living through life as it is just grew tough.

Mum says it’s kind of like catching a cold,
One minute I’m fine with the circumstance,
One minute I’m sick as a man who’s old,
All this emotions makes me feel so tense.

But now I am no longer a victim,
I can do away with that gripping fear,
And never breathe a word about boredom,
And fill the relentless minute my dear.

The next time we meet from you I’m hoping,
To hear,”congrats on the new beginning. ”

By ,
Bervet’s darling, Mirable’ XD


P/S- Bev tricked me into giving this sonnet to her so it will be published in the school mag next year. She's such a perv, I know...

Monday 16 November 2009

I'm not drunk, I'm just intoxicated by you

I'm not a loser just because I'm facebook-less! There, i've said it. Why must I have one? I don't own a camera so I can't post pictures. I won't bother to update cause I'm lazy. And SPM is next year for me. So why in the world would I want one?

There's this one guy bah, Adam Fu is its name. He kept on mouthing "loser, loser" when he found out I did not have an fb or whatever abbreviation people give facebook. Ugggh, I spent a lot of time updating this blog already that I don't have any left to spare for facebook so don't ask me to make one again okay. Like this lar, I'll make one when my parents buy me a camera. *pinky swear*

Oh, and somehow, I sound sexier now, no thanks to my ugly immunity system. This always happen to me, why must I be sick when the school holiday is starting? Then mummy will start nagging on how I might infect the other three monkeys who somehow shares the same DNA as I do. This is exactly why I should be the only child. If there's only me, only 1 sick kid to take care of right? Haiyaa, it's basic math yet my parents still don't understand that 4 kids is 3 too much.

Anyways, I just read Emerlay's post on her trip to KL and in school, I keep on hearing stories on how they are going overseas and stuff. Make people jealous only this. Someone even forgot to buy me keychains. I did went over seas though. Yes, thats over seas, with a space. I went to Labuan, the land of cheap chocolates, cigarettes and alcohol. A students' dream, a dieters nightmare. Oh man, even the KFC there no tax, so for the first time, if the fries cost RM 2.45, you pay RM 2.45, not RM 2.63 or ugly numbers like that. But because of that, I now know that if I were to do my Matriculations, it would not be in Labuan. A few months there, and I will look like Jabba the Hunt.




Not attractive.

But hey, I did not just spend my time in Labuan stuffing myself with chocs only okay. I actually learned something new. What is that you may ask? Well, it's a sport called lawn bowl. If you think it sounds lame, it kinda actually is. It is the slowest physical game in the whole entire world. You roll, yes, roll the ball, and wait for minutes for it to curve on the padang and hopefully hit the jack or target. The funniest part of the entire thing was when this guy with a walrus moustache said to me

Okay, sekarang awak buang bola ni sebab awak jadi lead untuk group kamu.
Huh?
Kamu jadi lead, L-A-D, lead. Faham?
Err, okaaaay.

Btw, I did manage to hit the jack, twice! Take that, whoever is the current champion for lawn bowl is. If being a doctor does not work out for me, I can always fall back on being a professional lawn bowler.

Speaking of which, Nerd said to me that I now I something to blog about when I found out what my results were. BOOYA! I got number 1 bebeh. This is so awesome but I couldn't express my happiness enough cause my nose is blocked so if I keep on talking and bragging, I wouldn't have any organs to breathe.

So this is the final result.

BM: 85/A
BI:86/A
M3:89/A
ADD M3:86/A
BIO:82/A
PHY:69/B+
CHEM:79/A
LIT:89/A
SEJ:90/A+
MORAL:61/B

Overall result: Pure euphoria! Still, stupid new grading system. Mummy was like, "Your bragging rights have been forfeited on the account that you only got 1 A+." Way to spoil the mood mum. Didn't I tell you how much I love my mummy for being weird and mean at the same time.

xoxo
Number 1 :P

Saturday 7 November 2009

You're so stupid you threw a rock at the ground and missed

I'm warning you Jeremy and daddy, don't come and read my blog or I'll make it private and then I'll make you pay!

So, I just went back from the youngest bro's school concert and I saw the most disturbing sight EVER. My bro was made to use heavy makeup, HEAVY MAKEUP I TELL U! I'm talking about bright pink eyes, cheeks and lips, on a boy. Doesn't a kid have rights to look normal? Or is it that the rights are not implemented on certain occasions to the delight of adults who thinks it is okay to prance children around in any looks of their liking, regardless of their gender? I'm not against school concerts and all, but try seeing a dozen boys prancing around in tutus and then form your own opinions.

On a lighter note, the concert gave me a viable excuse not to go to youth. It has been SIX weeks and counting since I've been there. What? It's not like I didn't try to like it okay. It's just that by the time I joined it, everyone has formed their own cliques and leaves me to entertain myself by reading the buletin board and stuff. I'm pathetic, I know. And don't get me started on the language barrier. I'm sick of trying to keep up with whatever they are trying to say and it's not like they are helping. Someone said to me, "Why you don't take up the Chinese language. You know that we are going to take over the world someday, considering how many of us are actually present now. Do yourself a favour and learn lar." Well, why don't you take your FLAT ass somewhere other than near me and bother other people. I don't like you people anyway (the youths), I'm happier here with the buletin board than I am with you guys anyway.

One more thing i'm happy to be with is the new clothes that mum bought from KL. She got me 2 jeans, 4 tops and 5 dresses, not joking. I love love love you mummy! And I can finally say that I'm a proud owner of a Levi's jeans. You know how much those babies are worth? Try RM250 and above. Maybe for some it's considered cheap lar but that's like 5 to 6 times more expensive than my regular jeans. What, I miskin bah. I'm considering naming it. Give me some suggestions, you know you want to. Landay should come up with something awesome, kan Landay. I'll find out Mazlan's number if you do.

Even so, mummy decided that the PS2, Internet and TV is of limits during the holidays because she said something about SPM and how I should get straight A+ for it. How in the world can people do that? And what the heck is it with the education ministry and + and - signs. I think Malaysia is the only country that has three levels of A.

But I will not let that get in the way of me making sure that the holidays will live up to its name. That means minimum work and maximum play. Speaking of which, anyone want to friend me take the drivers' law test? I mean, how hard can it be right? Right?

PS- Guess who just got 79 and possibly the highest for Bio and Chem? :D

xoxo
you know i want to read your comments and spams

Monday 2 November 2009

Borrow money from a pessimist, they don't expect it back.

Hey people, can you actually believe it's November! Uggh, I'm getting older everyday. Everytime i look into the mirror, I can almost swear I see a teeny weenie wrinkle somewhere. But hey, at least my eyebags are not that noticeable, yet!

Let me just wish Daniel, the 2nd younger bro, a happy 9th birthday. Yes, he's the kid who everyone say is very cute and handsome one. He is also Sharren's favourite among all my brothers. Whatever, just don't turn out gay. No bah, joking only, you knew that right ?

I want to post his picture bah but then I realised I don't have any on my phone right now. But guess whose picture did I found ?


The Bervert I have come to know and, errrr, know. And not forgeting

The youngest bro, Jacob! Apa nie? Pouting competition kah? Well move over kids, cause I have the official winner which will not, and shall not be dethroned! Wait for it, wait for it...


Bah, sepa lagi kan? Were you even surprised? I know you weren't :P

Pictures aside, guess who will be a bridesmaid this month? Okay fine, maybe I should stop asking obvious questions about myself, even I'm annoyed. Oh yes, and the best part of being a bridesmaid? The dress of course. I don't know if it is because I have been watching too much E!, but I think kan my aunty purposedly made the bridesmaid dress to be not so pretty this, you know, so that no one overshadows the bride. I don't wanna say it but I have too, it looks so outdated, uggh. But nevermind, it's her wedding, not mine. I will just run away when it is time to take pictures. Either that, or I'll secretly alter it a bit, or a lot.

One more thing I can't wait for is Bio results. I really really want to know my position in class this. So far, it's okay I guess. Got hope want to crack into the top 3. I have 6 A1's so far, let's see if I can bring it to a 7, but I doubt it. Whatever lar, I'm done trying to please someone, that's for sure. Mummy was like "6
A1's only? For you kan Mirabel,I would expect 9 or 10. Who ask you to be so lazy. Try to be more like *tut* lar." Pfft...

I want to continue but the clock is showing 2.12 a.m. already and I can't keep my eyes.... open. Unless I want to wake up with drools all over my laptop,I'll have to call it a day, or night, or morning.


xoxo
I can't type anymore, zzz...