Family issues you never knew.

Ohkay. So I shall now proclaim that there are a few rules and regulations to follow in my family. :D Here are the do's and don'ts in the family.



Rule 1

Never let Hannahbanana chop her hair. She'll make a huge fuss about it and it is seriously very annoying. She bugs you 24/7 saying, "I think it's very nice lah!". And she plays with her hair. Combs it with her fingers for a few times and for the next moment she'll be telling out loud that she regrets cutting her hair. =.= When she asks for an opinion whether it looks good or not, just say YES even though you actually don't mean it. If not, the consequences are, she'll give you that I-don't-like-you-very-much look or she'll give you that huge puppy eyes stare somehow asking you to say it looks nice.

I got the stare because I said I preferred her long hair.

Like I mentioned before, she is somehow predictable. Today she's got a haircut. Tonight, she'll have a dream about it. She'll be screaming "IWANTMYHAIR!" while she's half-asleep. Next morning, she'll brag again about her hair. And for the following days until she's satisfied and tired, the whole conversation with her will be about "MY HAIR".

Warning: Her screams can damage your eardrum.

Equipments: Lots and lots of patience. Good excuses to flee somewhere else instead of listening to her bragging.

Conclusion: Do not let her chop her hair.

Note: 100% tested and proven.

That woman's new hair. :D

Rule 2

Use the word LBB. This is a new trademark of my family. Here are the details about LBB:

Where does LBB originate from?

LBB is invented by my lovely Aunt Sharon. It is from an unknown language. So, do not go confused whether it is Hokkien, Mandarin, English, Hakka, Singlish, none.

What does LBB mean?

LBB is the acronym version of 'lam beh bek'. In my family's dictionary, it means smelly/usually/normal/casual/all-time favourites/simple and etc. As long as you use it in our family, we understand what it means.

E.g I shall bring 2 lam beh bek shorts. Meaning, I shall bring two normal/multipurpose/can-be-dirty shorts.

What is the history of LBB?

LBB is first-used when my aunt lived in Johor. When she packed the clothes and needs for a holiday or a trip, she'll order her kids ( my cousins ) to get their casual clothes with the word, LBB. Until today, her kids ( my cousins ) still use LBB to label their casual clothes. :D

What has LBB got to do with you?

I somehow find it very interesting and rare! I shall now use it and implement it in the daily conversations of my family too. Hehe. Then it'll be OUR trademark. *grins*

Conclusion: Use LBB from today onwards if you're a family member.

Rule 3

Eat Bah Kut Teh. Yes. It is to be believed that our family LOVES Bah Kut Teh. After all, Pahsang lang all eats Bah Kut Teh right? Except for the Islams. Bah Kut Teh is made out of pig/babi/ther/zhu/pandi. It contains of pig flesh and bones all sinked into a savoury soup/gravy. You can choose from the "suey kut" (small bones), "tua kut" (big bones), "chiah bak" (flesh), "ther kah" (pig's feet) and i think "ther tor" (pig's intestine) too! See, so many varieties where you can just sit, wallop, order more, perspire, have your chinese tea refilled every 10 minutes, chit-chat and lick your bowls until it sparkling clean that it could reflect a blur image of yourself on the bowl. HAHA. And to add the yummyness, dip "yao char kuey" into the gravy. This is an all-time favourite of all Bah Kut Teh fans. You'll probably be wondering, what has Bah Kut Teh got to do with our family? Here we go, it is our family tradition where my late grandpa, a huge kaki for Bah Kut Teh, have created a new method that made almost every Bah Kut Teh stall in Klang using that method. The secret is to savour Bah Kut Teh with cili padi. Oh yes. Familliar? You enter a Bah Kut Teh stall and see a bottle of soya sauce on the table and some cili padis together with tiny-bits of diced garlic in a small saucer. Right right? Go check it out the next time you eat Bah Kut Teh.

Tabik grandpa! For inventing this interesting new method of eating Bah Kut Teh.

Conclusion: Always have Bah Kut Teh with cili padi and diced garlic if you're a family member.

Rule 4

Never discriminate the round faces. Okay, almost everyone in our family has round, huge faces. Except for my elder brother. As in ALL. This includes, granny, grandpa, uncles, aunts, cousins, mummy, everybody. It is symbolic okay? Don't go teasing like my dad did the last time. "50 cent face" was my petname used by my dad. I get offended ohkayy? So don't do it! Same goes to Hannahbanana too. JUST SHUT IT AND LET US LIVE WITH OUR ROUND FACES. -.- I will be very very very very very very very angry if somebody just can't stop about the face. My mum get's angry too!

Note: I might just hate you, if you go overboard.

Conclusion: Do not comment anything about the face in my family.

Rule 5

Always keep the Colgate smiles. Our family are always the cheerful happy ones. We laugh very LOUDLY. We talk and babble and blah blah blah NON-STOP. We always have something GOOD even though we go through tough times. We are very POSITIVE. We are really good CLOWNS. We are all skillful in making LAME JOKES. We are also very CUTE. All the virtues above shall be given an award.

And the award-winner for the LOUDSPEAKER goes to: Hannahhbanana!

And the award-winner for the NON-STOP CHATTERBOX goes to: Ng ah Min!

And the award-winner for the POSITIVE-THINKER goes to: Pastor John Lim!

And the award-winner for the FAVOURITE CLOWN goes to: Mary Hong!

And the award-winner for the CUTEST goes to: Gideon Lim!

Thank you thank you! *flatters*

All rights reserved.

Family bonds ©.

Hillsong's.

Wheeee! I love Hillsongs mann! Gosh. It's definitely 100% satisfaction guaranteed and 100% perspiration guaranteed and adrenaline-hormonal rush or whatever it is. It makes you happy! Better yet, having the joy of praising God! It's WONDERAWESOMETERRIFIGREEEAAATT! Dude, if you didn't sing at all or scream or jump or just feel happy, you're INHUMAN. ALIEN. YOU'RE FROM FRIGGIN MARS/VENUS/NEPTUNE/PLUTO/whatever weird planet there is that is inhabitable.

Seriously, when I entered Glad Tidings PJ, with banana, Lynn and Gideon, I was quite excited and afraid that I might get lost or something. The place is really big with really many people. Imagine yourself being crushed amongst 3000 people that are similarly excited, and you know lah, when people get excited they'll push and rush and run in to get the best seats hmmm? I'm so proud of BFC, we queued dei! Haha. Unlike some others who just bang and elbowed people to get in the hall. The hall was BIG enough to fit all the 3000 of us. We hurried ourselves to the left corner of the stage. Well, basically, we weren't any of the EARLY BIRDS nor the VIPS nor the BUDAK TOLAK SINI SANA. So we remained standing behind the crowd at about 6-7 meters from the stage. Fuahhh. I was there grabbing Gideon at his neck ( the only method where I could stop him from roaming around ) feeling so excited! You know right, the speaker is like hanging on the ceiling, where its SO HUGE and the lightings, fuhhhlaaahhhmaaakkk! It's really cool!

Then the whole room goes pitch black. And all the lightings go focused on Joel with his guitar. Everybody was SCREAAAAMMIIINNNGGG! Even the size of the font couldn't explain the 3000 people screaming at the top of their voices hmmm? Oh my, one word: AWESOME! I couldn't remember their sequence of their songs but yeah, they sang most of their hits hmm? Even some songs that I completely don't know. I just sing along or lip-sync with the help of the lyrics at the screens. :D It's feels so good, that normally you listen to Hillsongs on the computer or CDs, but now their really RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU SINGING. Man. And personally, when they sang, you'll feel different. It's like a major change of environment. Like all you want to do is to praise God and worship Him! Like you're in your own world with 3000 other people. And with the speakers blasting, everyone screaming, you scream but you couldn't hear your voice, but you screamed LOUDER just to sing praise to Jesus. My, it feels good to be there, singing out loud for God. Seriously. And I believe, Hillsongs didn't just launch a concert to sing, it's over God's plans and will that we all could go and watch Hillsongs in Malaysia hmmm? And I thank God, that most of the youths of BFC could make it. Dude, this means RM50 is NOTHING compared to God right? Wheeeeeee! I heart Hillsongs! Me and Hannah was just, singing, shouting out to God, and praising Him and jumping just like the entire crowd.

And when it was all over we were like. Awww. I STILL WANT MORE! Sigh. We head out and I ran straight to the counter to buy their TEEE-SHIRTS! I bought both black and white but banana was in dilemma. She couldn't decide on balck or white. I was like o.o

Dalam hati: I asked for white adi ah. Don't come bising bising and want black some more ah.

Guess what? She really did bising with me in the car. =.= That woman is sometimes quite predictable. LOL. In the car, I was really HIGH! Gabriel was like, "Jas Min, what happen to you? You crazeee adi ah?". I ignored and just continue laughing making silly lame jokes which made them laugh too. You see, we were at the McDonald's drivethrough. While waiting for our orders, I was looking at the customers nicely walloping their makan. I said, "Whuaahh, these people really enjoying their food ah. So tempting right, Hannah? Fat people like us very difficult to resist hor? ( I think I mentioned this ) *partially forgotten* It's like these people got their foreheads written 'Padapapapa, I'M LOVIN' IT' hor? ( I definitely said this! )". Then the whole car go HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA non-stop. It's just so fun hmmm? Balik I stole some french fries ( irresistable ) and sipped took huge gulps of my LARGE NESVITA SOYA MILK. Dei. You definitely feel a lil' sorethroat after screaming for 2 hours continuously don't you? I finished it in the car itself. ROFL.

Get back home and took a nice bath and sleep for the rest of the day. Until today, ( Hillsongs was yesterday, didn't had time to blog about it ) I still feel so restless and lazy after all the energy and HIGHness sumerr gone during the concert. Heh. BABI MODE TURNED ON. Yeah so I think I need to sleep now. It's waayyyy past midnight. =x Night peeps! Once again, I LOVE HILLSONGS!


Sorry, I ain't got no photos. I actually forgot to bring my camera and cameras are prohibited during the concert. >.<

Good day, readers!

Beautiful lies.

LYING. CHEATING. HURTING.
WHAT HAVE I DONE SO BADLY, THAT I HAVE TO DESERVE THIS FROM A FRIEND WHOM I TRUST SO MUCH?
PURE JEALOUSY INVADES.
AM I ANY DIFFERENT FROM THOSE PEOPLE?
AM I NOT YOUR FRIEND TOO?
ARE YOU NOT A FRIEND OF MINE TOO?
DO I NOT DESERVE THE SAME AS HOW YOU TREATED OTHERS?
WHY MUST I TOLERATE AND GIVE IN ALL THE TIME?

BECAUSE I LOVE YOU, MY FRIEND.

Guilts.

I am sorry.

I guess I hurt you.

It was accidental.

I hope you'll forgive me, buddy.

Sincerely.

Till the deepest depths of my heart.

Sorry!

- to my buddy whom shall not be named here *feels guilty* -

Music of the night II.

Light of the world.

You stepped down into darkness.

Open my eyes let me see.

Beauty that made this heart adore you.

Hope of a life spent with you.

Here I am to worship.

Here I am to bow down.

Here I am to say that, you're my God.

You're all together lovely, altogether worthy.

Altogether wonderful to me.

Cyclone disasters in Myanmar on the 2nd of May 08'.

Heavy gushes of wind tumbling down coconut trees.

A shelter they call home.

Wrecked, damaged homes of Myanmar.

A helping hand from a kind soul as means of transport for the elderly over at Myanmar.

A victim receiving aid from a voluntary member.

Do take some time viewing these pictures and many more others circling around the internet, local newspapers, magazines, or any other media means.

Do start acting now to help these victims.

Maybe, one could get involved in a voluntary help organisation. Or simply to donate some money to funds that are 100% certified and guaranteed to help these victims.

I'm sure there are many illegal, fake organisations that go around collecting donations just to earn money.

Every cent counts.

Or, just pray to God for these victims. Like I do!

I feel glad to have actually contributed some money and prayed for these people in church today! =)

So, let us all do something for them!

Good day all!

Music of the night.

Take me as I am, take my life.

I would give it all, I would sacrifice.

It's all worth fighting for.

I can't help it, there's nothing I want more.

You know it's true.

Everything I do, I do it for you.

American Idol Results.

CONGRATULATIONS!

DAVID COOK IS OUR NEW AMERICAN IDOL SEASON 7!

OMG OMG OMG!

I AM SO HAPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYY!

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

COOKIE MCHOTTIE I LOVE YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUU!

Okay, guess what I found out. Simon says, he thinks David Cook deserves this because he's just a bartender and works harder than D.A. He continues that he takes this things into consideration when he makes his choice among the Davids.

This is completely and utterly TRUUUUEEEE!

Okay, Simon, I'll take back that pigi mati but you are still being ridiculous. =] America isn't blinded by looks.

COOKIE I'll support you all the way man!

To DA, I think you're great but not GRREEEAAATTT enough for Cook. You'll go far but music and stardom is not all about having a good voice. I'd definitely have to say that COOKIE deserves this cause he put much much more effort than you do. From an average Joe, a normal human just like you and me, a bartender, making his way all up to this. MAN! There's still a long way to go DA, you're only 17. Besides, COOKIE'S got originality and versatility, which I don't think you've got it. He sang with all his heart and soul. Like Randy said to COOKIE, "You're singing your face out tonight!". Anyway, congratulations DA for making it 2nd place. =x

I LOVE YOU COOKIE MCHOTTIE!

American Idol Finale.

COOKIE MCHOTTIE!

Alright, you look STUNNINGLYAWESOME today,

sang STUNNINGLYAWESOME today,

and Simon is just being RIDICULOUS,

and all COOKIE supporters go pigi mati lah lu *shows the

finger*,

at Simon's RIDICULOUS face.

I think DC might be feeling he's not going to win this but he is NOT okay?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Though I ain't voting, do they accept international votes anyway?,

I STILL SUPPORT COOKIE MCHOTTIE!!!!!!!!

* drools *

DA BBBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS AS MUCH AS COOKIE.

Of conversations, politics and my hawt granny. :D

I actually wanted to take a nap but instead I think blogging about my granny's better. :D Hannahbanana's been bugging me to blog about it also. Yeah so, yesterday was a typical Saturday. But we didn't had co-curriculur activities but we went for Mr Thomas's tuition. And blah blah blah he did Bukit Kepong and blah blah blah me and banana were the only ones responding. The whole class is DEAD w/o us. Lol. Yeah, and at about 1410 we finished. My mum suppose to fetch us home but she was with granny having their hair done at the salon. -.- They make us wait for about 20 minutes. So we just wait in front of Bata and talk and gossip and blah blah blah like we always do. We took some pictures too!

Footwear of mine and banana's.

It's weird that people say we're sisters and even TWINS. I guess it's the roundness and the smiles that runs in the family. :D

Then, a guy ( some sort of Indonesian or Vietnamese or Philipino, idk la, just unlocal people with dreadful bangs, sheesh, whatever ) passed by wearing extremely tight jeans. Only I noticed it and banana was like wandering around or pondering or just spacing out and then:

Me: My gosh, why they wear their pants so tight wan?

Banana: Where where?! *enlarges eyes and looks around*

Me: There, that guy la! Wear jeans wan.

Banana: Oh yeah ah, why they wear so tight wan?

Me: I know lah, they want to flaunt their solid ass. Beau Pink teach me wan. Hehe.

Both: HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Seriously, that guy wears his jeans like it was tights/leggings or something. If it was black and add some glitter and tutu. He would look like a darn ballerina wanna-be. Lol. With his hair... *eeewww* Hannah can do that vomiting effect she learnt from Gideon. :D Right, then later mum camed and a new scene popped out:

Me: Oh my goodness! Ma! (mum) Why your hair like mushroom wan?

Banana: *Laughs out loud* Amar (granny) also like that eh!

Me: *Turns around to look at amar* HAHAHAHA. Why both also like mushroom wan?

Mum: *Giggles*

Granny: You siang mo gu meh? *plays with her new hair cut*

All: HAHAHAHAHA.

My mum had this mushroom style haircut, similar as granny, but only mum's longer. Lol. Then, we head to Jaya Jusco, Bandar Baru Klang. It's been the first time of 08' since I last went there somewhere in the end of 07'. Then we makaned at Oldtown. I saw MICHELLE CHAN HWAY YI! :D Darn I miss my buddy! She was with Kelly and her cell group members buying some stuff for their cell group. Kelly has grown taller too! I last seen her at the Be That Girl 07' event. Yeah so I gave her a BIG hug and chao. I ordered Curry Mee which doesn't really taste good. I ate half and granny wallop the rest. Instead, I ordered another plate of roti bakar and it tastes GRRREAT! Both banana and I ordered lime juice which is very very very very very very sour that made us go >.< And the total expenditure for lunch: A-freaking-RM-37. It's amazing that the prices of stuff increased so-blardee-high. I got really angry as the usual rice that we used to buy, one pack costs normally at RM 35-37 now costs RM 50. Sigh. If everything goes up, don't the kerajaan thinks that gaji should go up? If no gaji, no makan lah. No makan mati lah! Sigh. I paham that the current economy isn't really good but we, Malaysians, feed on rice every single day. Futhermore, if everything goes up, don't you think the rate of poverty among Malaysians will also increase? Sigh. Idk la. Back to J.J, me and banana head straight to Popular bookstore while mum and granny went to shop for stuffs. Banana was so excited over her J.R.R. Tolken's new release ( she claims that she's been waiting for it for a very long time ) and wanted to buy it but she didn't brought along money. Lol. I wanted to buy a Jodi Picoult book, but em seh tak, idk why. Hahaha. Maybe because I overspent this month's allowance already. =x

Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult.

In the end, after running around Popular we went to Speedy. I bought a BeeGees Number Ones album and the White Chicks VCD. I wanted DVD but sold out! Pirated also no stok so I just buy only lah. Then we meet up with mum and granny at the KTS Cellular Booth. Mum bought a new handphone. Sigh. Aku pun mau! *shows puppy eyes* Then there's all those bargaining and stuff and blah blah blah la. To skip everything, on the way to the exit, we passed by Poh Kong Jewellery shop and I told mum I wanted to buy a cross pendant. So we did choose a cross pendant which is made of erm white gold and miniature diamonds... I think. Lol. It costs about RM 399. Sigh. I wasted my mum's $$$ again. So much about that, when we were waiting for the salesperson to issue a receipt and settle the credit card stuff, my granny blurted out that she wants to have another piercing. Me and banana was like O.O I actually thought she was joking, but she really DID have another piercing. Damn, my granny is hawt isn't she? Lol.

Banana helping granny to make her choice of earrings.

'This wan sui lah!'

I called it GUN.

Aim before shooting.

A threesome. Granny, me and the GUN.

Okay, don't laugh at me because I have no idea why I closed my ears. Even though there's no BANG. Lol.

VOILA!

Haha. Chunted right? I admit I have a WONDERAWESOMEGREATERIFFIGRANNY. :D After that, we head back to Eng Ann. Mum got her laundry done and bought fried chickens. In the car:

Me: Wooaahhh! So many!!!

Banana: *Takes two chicken-filled plastic bags* Woahhh!

Granny: Eh, ni you zhiang tuo ke, wo che yi ke la ha. ( Translation: eh, you got so many, I eat wan la ha. )

Mum: Mi ah, tiak ee eh perh hor wa. ( Translation: eh, tear the skin for me. )

Me: Yooorrrhhh! Wa ma ai! ( Translation: I also wan! )

Banana: Yerhh I headache already lah, Min ah, I tell you hor I cannot read in the car wan loh, sure headache wan.

Me: *nods* Me also eh! Sleep lah. *pays attention to chicken being walloped by mum*

Banana: Eeeyyeerrrhh. No comment lah.

Lol. Later on, we went back home. It was a jolly fun day. I feel glad having to spend time with mum, granny and banana. I feel even happier that God has blessed us with a home and we live in the same nieghbourhood. :D Like banana...

HALLELUJAH!

*screams and jumps with joy*

Good day peeps! d:

Ohh and I think Jessica influenced me into writing conversations already. Lol.

Amusements.

She is a quiet student.
The stranger who sits in front of her is paradoxically different.
She pays attention in class.
That stranger pays attention too, but not to the teacher.
She feels agitated.
That stranger added with a simple hi.
She forced a faint smile.
That stranger replies with a wide smile.
She got used to that stranger's behaviours.
That stranger got used to disturbing her.
She got used to being disturbed.
That stranger became her friend.
She became that stranger's friend.
That friend became her buddy.
She became that friend's buddy.

Few months later...

She enjoys life with her buddy.
Her buddy enjoys life with her too.
She spends time blurting out life's troubles to her buddy.
Her buddy listens to her effortlessly.

For example...

She brags about her flabby tummy.
Her buddy say it's cute.
She rolled her eyes.
Her buddy added that she's got a soft ass.
She feels disgusted and screams aloud that she's got solid a ass.
Her buddy laughs aloud.
She feels weird laughing but she laughed hard too.

Today...

She loves her buddy.
Her buddy loves her too.

-THE END-

Ohh and that she is me and that stranger and her buddy is Lester. :D -Hugs and kisses-

That stranger then buddy, and I. Pangkor trip 07'. I LOVE YOU!

Various events.

Firstly,

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY

to all the teachers around the globe. Today's your day so I don't mind if you brag and shit *oops* I mean erm, nag, then go ahead. Anyway, today is also an examination day, nobody even cares and I don't think many remembers that today's teacher's day. So, urm, thanks to all the teachers who have taught me and strived their very best to keep me attentive in class. I paham I am very naughty/cute in class. *blush blush* I paham that I asked stupid questions in class but it makes the class lively right? If only Mrs Lee reads blogs. Which is pathetically stupid. She's to busy for blogs. Anyway, I bet she agrees. Heeh. To all school teachers, I paham that I don't pay much attention in class. Instead I'll be working out Sudoku or tuition homeworks, reading novels, crapping, daydreaming, and sometimes sleeping, which I seldom do, but sometimes I can't help it. In short, I thank you all for educating me and for making me who I am now.

Thank you, Mrs Lee.

Thank you, Ms Ng.

Thank you, Ms Rachel Lee and Mrs Rachel Ponniah.

Thank you, Mr Thomas.

Thank you, Ms Gan.

Thank you, Mrs Wong.

Thank you, Mr Mani.

Thank you, Puan Manjit. Yes, I remember you.

Thank you, Cikgu Rafidah. All the best in N. Sembilan.

Thank you, ah teh.

If you notice, only ah teh is in my list who is a school teacher. =x Sorrylah I memang jahat.

Secondly,

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY KNUCKLEHEAD

Have a blessed birthday my old buddy. All the best in life and your future undertakings. Hopefully, BIGMOUTH will be nailed on to your head forever. Thanks, knucklehead. I cherish those good ol' moments of school life. I cinta you lahh. :D

Thirdly,

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY RUBESHEN a.k.a RUBBISH

Same goes to you, have a blessed birthday and may all your wishes come true as Rayel will be with you. ROFL. I shall tell her that on Tuesday. Erm, dei, first things first, don't study till you pressure + stress until you go bald. Seriously, you're balding, Rayel lari nanti. Lol. I could still remember those funny/dirty jokes of yours lah kid! Keep those sense of ridiculousness in you and that laughter that brings all of us to our arses begging for more jokes of yours. :D I pun cinta you. Tapi, lebih sikit nanti Rayel marah oh. LOL.

Fourthly,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CIKGU RAFIDAH

Thank you for being such an awesome teacher. You've been a great influence in my studies and a major reason I excelled. I wish you all the best in Negeri Sembilan and hopefully get to see you someday. I cinta lu lahh cikgu.

Fifthly,

WISH ME LUCK FOR MY FIRST STAGE PERFORMANCE

I am really nervous and I can't really play well. =[ It's a duet with my younger cousin, Gideon. I've been practising lately but I just don't seem to be improving. Sigh. Hopefully, I'll perform well on that day. :D

Itu saja, ty and selamat malam. =]

Upgoing events.

Alright, here's a list of events and their relevant confirmation status this coming school break.

1. Tarrega Concert - Definitely.

2. Hillsong Concert - Maybe.

3. BFC Youth Camp - Definitely.

4. Date with sayangs - Definitely.

5. Softball 2nd semester training - Definitely.

That's all. So, do make arrangements with me before ajaking me to keluar, cause I'm quite busy preparing and stuff. Ty. :D

Mid-term arse-killing examinations.

I am so gonna fail my essay. I shit and crap and heaven knows what I did. *Sigh*
Right. I have BIObloodyGY which I don't care anymore. Whatever Mitosis and Meiosis just kills me.
I'm prepared to flunky-flunk! -.-

Attempt I.

Alright. Here's an essay I wrote 2 months ago. But I only received my book back today from that Ms. Vimala. Ish. Idk why she needs to keep it for so long. I think she went and bury all our books in her backyard last 2 months. And dug it out all of a sudden today and return it to us. Some sort of ritual process to let our books rot and stink. Lol. Blame her, I miss Micah! Wee. And before she hand us our books, she began to comment on our essay pieces. "All of you made alot of silly mistakes. Especially your tenses." And later on she said, "Some of you even wrote that Lisa was some kind of psychotic girl who killed her parents or grandparents!" And Sue Wen was like looking at me and we were laughing like mad. Lol. Read and you'll understand. =x Well, here goes the title: Write an essay beginning with the sentence ' The moment I saw Lisa, I began to dislike her'. And there goes my essay. Enjoy reading! Act like it's interesting even if it's boring. Psst.. It's five pages long. So panjang for SPM. :D



'The moment I saw Lisa, I began to dislike her,' my heart cried out. That was what I wanted to answer Micah, instead, I started complimenting her, telling Micah things that he would like to hear about Lisa and things that would make Lisa flatter. Leaning on the bookshelf in our school library, I was talking to Micah about the new-transfer student from America. Micah and I were kindergarten buddies and we share most of our problems and difficulties. He is like my brother most of the time. Micah and I grew up in the Beryl's Barn in the countrysides of Australia. I could still remember the breath-taking sight of the green meadows scattered with fat, healthy cows, surrounded with thick bushes and wild flowers under the bluish sky. It was so beautiful that I would climb up the hills with Micah simply to express our gratitude to mother nature. We would play hopscotch up till dinnertime. It was fun then. 'How I missed those days,' I whispered to myself and let out a sigh.



There was a pat on my shoulder as I was reminiscing the past. It startled me. 'My, Jas Min, you are already in your own world aren't you?,' Micah said. I gave him a wide smile and continued to answer his question. Micah was intrigued into knowing the new girl in my class and wanted to be friends with her. Everybody wants to know her. Even her name, Lisa, is already widely spread around the school. She has a face of a goddess, eyes as large as olives, dark, long eyelashes that only most Indians have, full-red lips and long, straight auburn hair that is tied into a low ponytail. Boys will be chasing to have her out while girls will be jealous to see her mingle with the most famous boys in school. In fact, I was once one of those girls. She has an hourglass-figure. Small waist and long, toned legs. She has every feature a girl wants to have. Obviously, she is from America after all. As she took her first step into my class, she was so beautiful that she made the whole class's jaw drop. Despite her beauty, at one look, she made me feel very uncomfortable. It was as if her face gave me an expression of a vicious woman. A devil with the looks of an angel. Lisa wore a neon pink sleeveless top, with a plunging V-neckline, that seemed to revealing. She paired it with a micro-mini denim skirt and wore a four-inched heels that made her extremely tall to look at. Her attire was just too skimpy and inappropriate for high school. After that, she became everyone's favourite including the male teachers. 'Micah, are you interested in her?,' I asked with a grin. His cheeks grew red and he answered shyly, 'No'. I let out a giggle and continue to tell Micah about Lisa. Until the bell rang, indicating that recess is over, we made an arrangement to meet at the Starbuck's Café just a stone's throw away from the school. ( It was until here where I stopped writing at school and continued the rest at home, go on reading! )



I took a glance of my watch. It was exactly 3.00 p.m. Quickly, I packed my bag and head straight to my locker to keep my textbooks. Then, I went to the Starbuck's Café situated a block away from school. As usual, Starbuck's is always packed. There were people who will anxiously wait and queue to make their order, there were people who are trying to get a seat, there were people who are busy scribbling notes and checking their mails while they are on the phone and there are also people who just wants to have their cup of coffee to kick-start their day. 'Min!,' a familiar call that I heard from behind. It was Micah. I was relieved as he had already reserved a table for us. I was delighted to see my Caramel Macchiato on the table. In return, I gave Micah a slice of cheese cake that mum baked. We continue to talk about Lisa. Micah wanted to know every detail about Lisa's interests and hobbies. Even though I wasn't really close to Lisa, it was easy to know the things that she's fond of. Lisa loves shopping for branded products and she is a big fan of the cheerleading squad. It seems that she might be chosen to be head cheerleader this semester. Lisa is rather quiet but suspicious. She is always missing when it comes to Physical Education classes. Somehow, another boy will be missing the class with her too.



'Mentioning about Physical Education, we still have not hand in our reports, don't we?,' Micah asked. 'Yikes! I've nearly forgotten!'. Micah smiled and drew out his Sony Vaio laptop from his hard-protective laptop case. 'I see you're well prepared my friend,' I teased him. We began to find information for the assignment. After an hour of researching, I began to realize that Micah was already sleepy. His eyelids were barely open as if it was too heavy. He was leaning at the back of the chair, drooling. Then, he started snoring. It was so funny that I laughed so hard at him. I decided to continue researching while Micah sleeps. As I was browsing through the local news website, there was this article that caught my attention. It's headlines were: Beauty as the Beast. It tells about a horrendous murder case that happened in Las Vegas. It happened on the 13th of March. Even the date started to give me the creeps as it resembles the popular horror movie, Friday the 13th. I continued reading. There was this beautiful lady, aged between 16-20, living with her family and grandparents in a gigantic mansion. It seems that her parents were workaholics and owned a huge fortune as they have amples of real estates. As she was the only daughter, she lived with her grandparents and can only see her parents on special occasions, like Christmas. Growing up with this lifestyle until she became a young adult, people say she had suffered from much depression and stress. She'd scream in the middle of the school hall just to attract attention. Until one day, her grandparents were found murdered in a terrible way. Their eyeballs were removed with a fork on it, and their lips were stitched with her grandmother's knitting thread and their face were full of deep scars with blood oozing out endlessly. Their necks were slit, and so were their wrists and ankles. Her grandparents were both naked and their chests were cut into a Y-incision, revealing their internal organs. It was as if they were undergoing post-mortem. I was frightened as I continue to read the article. Police were still investigating and that the prime-suspect was their grandchildren itself. As I scroll down the page, I began to see a picture of a beautiful girl who looks very familiar. I kept myself thinking about that familiar face that I have seen before, somewhere, someday.

'Goodness gracious!,' I roared. Everyone turned their heads and looked at me. Even Micah woke up from his sleep. 'What's the matter Min? Is everything alright? You look as pale as a ghost. Your face is as white as paper. Are you okay?,' Micah asked with a worried face. I was muted and I point to the monitor screen. He somehow understood and he began scanning the page with a frown. 'Look at the picture!,' I ordered. His eyes grew bigger and the frown on his forehead disappeared. 'Is...is...thi...this...Lisa?,' he was trembling as he mumbled. I answer him with a nod. Both our eyes were connected for a moment, as if we were reading each other's minds. Spontaneously, he took the laptop and we left the café and head towards our school main entrance. We rushed into the principal's office and showed him the laptop. The principal clears his throat. 'Both of you aren't suppose to barge in all of a sudden like that right? Don't you know how to knock on the door at least?,' the old principal grumbles as he calmly wipes away the fog on his spectacles. 'Read!,' the both of us said simultaneously. He began to read and after he did, he was still calm. An unsatisfied 'So?' came out from his mouth. We got fed up and explained to the principal. 'Right, let me deal with this. The both of you shall remain silent on this matter. It's late already, go home,' the principal murmured. Micah and I were like robotics at that moment. We nod our heads and marched our way towards the exit. We walked ourselves back home without saying a word. Not even 'bye'.

The next morning, I got up from bed early and looked into the mirror as I brush my teeth. 'What is the principal going to do?,' I asked myself. 'Is it really Lisa?,' I added. Quickly, I gargled water and spit it out. Changed into my polo T-shirt and a pair of jeans and slip on a pair of sneakers and head straight to school. As I was walking, several patrol cars could be seen surrounding the school compound. My heart raced. I ran with all my might and went to see what happened. There were policemen everywhere. Circling the school carrying weapons, all ready to fire if anything happens. Suddenly, I saw a group of people coming out of the main entrance like a herd of sheeps. There were many cameras and people reaching out microphones to a lady. I tip-toed to catch a glimpse of the lady. She had long, straight, auburn-coloured hair, tied in a low ponytail. 'Lisa!' my heart cried out. She was handcuffed and was led into one of the patrol cars, heading to the police headquarters. A few minutes later, I saw Micah and caught up with him in the library again. 'Oh my, I didn't expect that she...,' Micah couldn't finish his sentence. 'Commit a murder?,' I replied. Micah gave a faint smile. Out of the sudden, he gave me a hug and said, 'My good old Min, if it weren't for you, we all wouldn't have known'. I smiled in return.

A week later, our principal announced in the school assembly that Lisa was actually the murderer of her grandparents and also a fugitive who escaped from America to Australia. He also mentioned that Lisa us diagnosed with an incurable disease, due to depression and stress. As a result, Lisa is currently receiving treatment from a rehabilitation centre until she is certified completely healed. As from today onwards, the boys no longer talk about ways trying to steal Lisa's attention and the girls are no longer jealous as they now have got chances to seduce the famous boys again. 'Ahh, it's all back to normal,' I said to Micah. Micah put his arm on my shoulder and give a wide smile,'Up for some Caramel Macchiato?'. Similarly, I place my left arm on his shoulder. 'I don't think we have completed our Physical Education report yet!'. We both laughed merrily and head back to Starbuck's. This is a memorable experience I could never forget.

VOILA! THE END. Lol. Apamaciam? Erm. Here's how i did it. On that day, I remebered I had two free periods of English for Science and Technology (EST), I start off my essay. And as I mentioned somewhere in my essay above, I blindly, blurly, without-any-idea poured out everything that came across my mind, until where I stopped. And I realise that cows and meadows and auburn-hairs isn't really relevant to the topic. I got somehow lost. LMAO. And initially, I wanted Lisa to get into drugs or cigarettes. I guessed it turned out far more than that. Lol. From drugs to cigarettes I began to think of gangsters, and from gangsters there comes action-packed movies and from there came CSI. Lolololololol. See how I expand it? And from CSI there came murders and stuff. Then the Y-incision and post-mortem. And there I-MISS-GRISSOM-OH-SO-DEARLY! Darn. Too much of CSI. After school, I came home and held out my essay book, grab a pen and started "brainstorming". The whole essay turned out to be so long and it took me a freaking 2 hours and a freaking 45 minutes. This is what I call, CHIII KEK! Hehe. Anyway, honestly, eversince I wrote this essay, I am now obsessed with essays. I read other's and I want to write to improve! I seriously suck at essays. But now I think I can improve if I'm willing to try! So this essay was my first-ever-attempt of 2008. I ain't boasting or b.itching though. I just post it up here to get you readers to read, obviously, and to comment about it! This essay was copied exactly 100% from what I wrote without alterations. So, please point out my mistakes. Grammatical, sentence structural mistakes, vocabulary, anything. Any errors. Please help me so I can improve yeah? I accept all comments and do send it to me by mail, jmng_134679@hotmail.com. Ty ppl! Your comments means alot to me! HELP ME IMPROVE IN WRITING! Though this is a sucky one. Lol. The plot of the story and it's contents and elaborations are 100% from my BRAINS! I ain't smart enough to fork out some story elsewhere similarly to this topic. d:

Oh and by the way, Micah is my favourite name. *hushhhh*

Earthly angels.

Right. I'm feeling way better than before after my 2½ hours of sleep. =3 But my nose is still stuffy. -.- Despite that, I want to blog about friends whom I miss soooooo much. Friends that I cherish sooooooooooo much. And friends that makes my life unlivable without you guys. Idk how to describe you guys. You all mean so much to me that words are just not enough for me to express my love for you guys! Whatever lah, I LOVE YOU till I'm six feet underground. d:

This is Siah Eer.

My best bud ever since I'm 15. Okay. I know it's weird since I'm currently 16. Yeah, but she's one kid I love so much that I think God sent her right down from the heavens. Okay, maybe not really from the heavens but cincai lah. I'm exaggerating. We first met when we were both 14. But since then, we were only some 'hi-bye-friends'. She claims that I used to be arrogant. LOOL. I answered her with the 'Ohh-reallyyyy-look'. Haha. Well, maybe lah. I admit I wasn't really friendly in my lower secondaries. I only mix with people whom I am really close to. E.g. Hannah, Charlotte, Shirlynn, Amy, Beau Pink, Jamine Tham, and Neevetha. Anyway, when it comes to the year 2007, I was separated. All my cliqués weren't in the same class. Kesiannyerrr. My class was 3 Mantap. Konnonya one of the best class, but it all seems similar to me. However, it's undeniable that my class is filled with nerds and 'studious' people. Namely, Ling Wei. The best student in the entire form. She's never got B's. That brilliant kid. Grrr. An example might be enough. Right, so I was really isolated at the beginning of my-new-class-environment. I don't really talk to people in school. At that moment, school was just a place for me to study. Well, currently I go to school for the same reason, but now I look forward to things more than studies. At that time, I was like a puppet. A cute one. Heh. I'd only do the things I'm told to. And when I'm not told to, I'd be sitting alone dreaming, pondering. And recess was just a period of time for me to makan. Well, I'm glad that now I do all sorts of fun stuff during recess. E.g Disturb ah teh, meet the old gang, and most of the time, spending time with this fellow o'mine, Siah Eer. Besides, when I was in Form 3, I look forward to 1300 everyday, the usual balik time. =x Not until, somewhere during May. This lil' kid came along and sat beside me saying 'Hi' while I was doing my tuition homework in class. Yeah. And later on, heaven-knows what happen to us after that. A simple 'Hi' changed my whole perception about school. She taught me the craziest things of all. How to study Sejarah. The subject I hate most and I'd get some really lousy grades for. Apamaubuat? I just dislike studying about dead people. =3 And in just a nick of time, we became really close friends. It's like we've met for a long time before, even though it's only for a month. As time goes by, we'd spent lots of 'quality time' together with Tharshinii, Ajeerah, and Sakinah. And as the freaky PMR is just a month away. We got tensed up and held this so called 'group-study' among us. We'd stay back after school and spent time revising in the school library. Against all odds, we'll be cam-whoring instead of studying. There'll be some pictures of us later. Do take time scrolling down. (: In that study group, I'll be teaching them math. Proud. HEH! Type in your compliments here: __________________________________________________________________

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ROFL. Thanks! Alright. It was really fun then. And after 5 days of PMR, we were finally FREE! Free from crappy exams and exercises. Free from non-stop-babbling teachers. Ahh, how much freedom we had. We were all glad it's over but somehow we know the results are going to be out someday. Ignoring that, somehow we find the group study thing, rather meaningful than.. actually gaining knowledge. Lmao. Well, to cut it short, we all got straights except for Sakinah and her Islamic paper. (: It's okay, Kinah! We still LOVE you. Right, and we got rewarded for that! Thanks to PPD for their RM 50, but I'm sorry we'll never support Barisan Nasional. LOL. And thanks to the PIBG of our school for RM 30. $$$ Money money babeh! And thanks to Siah Eer and the gang for her very suprising birthday celebration. She actually freaked me out. But anyway, it's just too FUN to mention my special birthday party here. 8D And at 2008, I am separated from all of them again. Wth. It's like some sort of teacher got some prejudice towards me or some other shits. Babii. Siah Eer is currently in the next class, 4 Dedikasi and I'm in 4 Sukses. So, we all know we don't have much time compared to last year, but this friendship we built remains. Like I mentioned before, we spent time blah-blahing during recess. d: Yeah and we do hang out some times. We'll try our best to make time for each other even though we're busy at times. I seriously love you lah man! I LOVE YOU TO BITS and you know it!

Thank you, Siah Eer.

Siah Eer and I.

This is Sakinah.

Me and Ajeerah.

I call her blackie. d:

Retards I miss. From left: Ajeerah, Sakinah, Blackie, Me, Siah Eer. Edited.

Kids beyond extraordinary. From left: Sakinah, Blackie, Ajeerah, Me, Siah Eer. Edited.

Deepavali 2007 at Blackie's.

There's still more. But blame blogger photo uploader. It's freakingslow. Don't you think? Lol. Too bad. d: I miss you guys a whole bunch! I must say again, I LOVE YOU ALL! Say you love me too. =] That's all for now. Thanks for taking your time scrolling down, reading. Hee!

Thank you, Siah Eer.

Thank you, Sakinah.

Thank you, Blackie.

Thank you, Ajeerah.

Life's a rainbow with you guys.

Have a nice day readers. d:

Sickening.

The title says it all.

I can't study.

My eyes are watery and red all of the sudden.

This sucks.

My nose is all stuffy.

Everlasting mucus.

I've used heaps of lousy tissues.

Somebody help me.

I'm gonna sleep.

So, bye.

Have a nice day.

Feelings I adore.

I AM OH SOOO BLARDEEE HAPPY!

A simple text he sent made my heart leapt like it was about a GABIMITHRILLIONS high!

And it was the first time in such a long time!

Ohh I am shittilyglad that he changed HUMONGOUSLY!

*screams out loud*

HUMONGOUSLY? Okay. Humongous might not be the word but WHATEVER.

AWESOMENESS.

HAPPINESS.

HIGHNESS.

YAYNESS.

IAMSOBLOODYPROUDOFYOUNESS.

Adwin. (:

Tags.

Full Name: Ng Jas Min.
Nickname: Min. Nal calls me copper.
Name you wish you had: I love my name just the way it is.
What do people normally mistake your name as: They usually miss out the space between Jas and Min and add the 'e'. Jasmine.
Birthday: 31 October 1992
Birthplace: Klang.
Time of Birth: Mid-afternoon.
Single or taken: Taken! (:
Zodiac sign: Scorpio.

-Your Appearance-

How tall are you= A mere 153 cm. Bugger.
Wish you were taller= Obviously.
Eye colour= Rayel said it's dark brown. Lol.
Eye colour you want= The colour it is now.
Natural Hair colour= Black.
Current Hair colour= Black.
Short or long hair= Mid.
Ever dyed your hair a bizarre color= Nope.
Last time u did something dramatic to ur hair= Straightened?
Glasses or contacts= Glasses but I seldom where them.
Do you wear make up= No.
Ever had hair extensions= No.
Paint your nails= No.

-In the opposite gender-

What colour eye = Typical Asian eye colour.
What colour hair= Anything their comfortable with.
Shy or Outgoing= Both.
Looks or personality= Personality. Minoritically, looks. Lol.
Sexy or Cute= Both. d:
Serious or Fun= Fun.
Older or Younger than you= Older preferably.
A turn on= A believer.
A turn off= A jackarse.

-This or that-

Flowers or Chocolates= Flowers.
Pepsi or Coke= Pepsi.
Rap or Rock= Both.
Relationship or One night stand= Relationship.
School or Work= Destined to experience both.
Love or Money= Love. and money.
Movies or Music= Both.
Country or City= Country.
Sunny or Rainy days= Both.
Friends or Family= Family. and friends.

-Have you ever-

Lied= Who doesn't?
Stole something= Yeah.
Smoked= Never will.
Hurt someone close to you= Yeah.
Broke someone's heart= I think. He claims I did it.
Have your heart broken=Yeah.
Exactly Wondered what was wrong with you= Sometimes.
Wish you were a prince/princess= Never.
Liked someone who was taken= Yeah.
Shaved your head= Nope.
Been in love= Yes.
Used chopsticks= Yup. I suck at it. -.-
Sang in the mirror to yourself= LOL. Always.

-Favorites-

Flower= Anything that doesn't smell like my brother's armpits.
Candy= Chocs.
Song= Plenty.
Scent= My teddy.
Colour= Blue.
Movie= Taiyou no Uta currently.
Singer= YUI
Word= Dei. Lol.
Junk food= Junk food.
Website= Ultimate-guitar.
Location= Home.
Animal= My dogs.

-Thoughts-

Ever cried over someone= Yeah.
Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself= My weight. Flabbily fats.
Do you think you're attractive= Maybe.
If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose= None. Life's never a fairytale.
Do you play any sports= Softball.

List (8) random facts about yourself and tag (8) people

1) I love God.
2) I love my family.
3) I love my friends.
4) I love my dogs.
5) I miss ah teh.
6) I need to study.
7) I'm broke.
8) I wish I wasn't such a b.itch before. I'm sorry, but it's over.

8 people I tag:
Let's make it 1.
(1) Anyone who wants to do this.

Just like Adwin. (: