I'm not okay~

My sister has totally turned into a real-life bitch at the age of twleve. Man, I hate to sound old, but I just want to say, "When I was her age..."

I chased her around the house this afternoon, screaming several words and throwing random stuff at her, at the "amusement" of our neighbours. But it definitely wasn't funny for me. One very clear word I yelled throughout the chase was the word "BITCH!!!!" Which she replies with "Loser." Honestly, the reason I was actually pissed off with her was because she called me "loser". Not because I was offended, but more to, like, "Dude, you used the wrong word." And she was saying it with a lot of confidence and arrogance. All I actally wanted to say was, "Girl, Don't do that. You make yourslef look so.....revolting." I mean, what? I was just sitting there, reading my book, when she comes up to me, provoking me, and called me a loser. I was more pissed of her use of the worng language. Yeah, because I had no reason to feel offended.

Lame emo-wannabe. SHe said she's not emo, but she grabs all this pics of people who self-mutilate and put it in her friendster, she takes pics of herself with poklen hairstyles, and oh yeah, she likes to wear my dad's topi aji. Ugh. FTW. Hear ye, hear ye, YOU ARE NOT AN EMO AND YOU SHALL FOREVER REMAIN AS A POKLEN.

Today my 10-year-old cousin came to sleep over at my house, and fuckingly shocking enough, my dearest mummy told them to sleep in my room, while I sleep with my little brother. Obviously, as a normal human being at the age of teen with rational thinking, I said, "No way."

Did they listen?

Nope.

So what did I do?

I kicked and punched the door until they opened it, threw every belonging of theirs outside, and demanded, rather politely, for them to leave my room and go sleep in the cathouse or something. Just not my room. C'mon. Just who would like their rooms to be violated, by a bunch of damned kids?! And these kids I'm talking about, ugh. So, just because my room is messy by nature, I don't want them to leave any of their....artwork behind. It's my room, so I can do anything about it. Anyway, they moved out now. Finally they lsitened after my mum asked them to get the hell out of my room.

Fark them. See, I;m nice enough to use an euphemism to describe those little ***heads.

Yeah, I am still a little mad.

TATATAAAAAAA~

KENDO STUFF IS COMING! KENDO STUFF IS COMING! *does the chicken dance*

Yepyep, I totally cannot wait. What's that? Too much iskiness for some stuff? I don't think so. Haha. Hmm. Pinji will have to teach us how to wear the hakama, nyahahahaha. I'll be waiting.....*NGEOWWWW* ahaha eww. I know. XD

Emmm...lessee lessee...I failed both my A.Mtahs and Maths.D test TERRIBLY, as expected. I had my chem test yesterday, which was kind offf....I unno. Lets just hope I pass it. Tests left are Econ, Bio, Phys, BM, MIB, Eng. Oh yeah. And the continuation of the fitness test. Wow. I NEED TO PASS THE OTHERS. SO that I can get my average marks over 45%. Gah. This is difficult. And depressing. And we're having another meeting tommorow. Damnit.
We also had the singing performance for the Children APEC thingie, and we sucked hell. We forgot the lyrics, the mic was gone, and overall, we sucked. Sure, people did applaud, but I'm sure that was just some kind of formality.

Oh well, all aside, kendo stuff ish coming~~~

Next week. Yes, I know. but what the heck. It also turns out that the $200 me, Muafah and Kaza paid was waaay more than enough because we got a bokken along with a LEATHER shinai bag~!! And yet we have more remainders, which is used to help to pay shipping for the others, as the others who only ordered shinais didn't paid enough. Wehehehe. YOU GUYS OWE USSSS! You can pay back with your bodies. XDDD No lah, just bow to your new masters.

After hearing that annoucement, well, Kaza and I ran all the way to the canteen, to you know, spread the excitement, and shouting too. Sure, lots of people were staring, but what the heck. And the cool thing was, I wasn't as tired as I was supposed to be. Must be due to all that excitement. Heck, I feel like running again.

Heh, can't wait.

P.S: I got a new MSN email. FOr those of you I've added, good. For the ones that I forgot, go add yourself. There were too many of you guys anyway. haha

Are You Ready For School?

It's 1.40AM and I'm having school in less than 7 hours for the first time after 10 days. I still can't sleep. I tried revising for the Maths D test we're having tommorow, i mean today, but I just can't seem to understand a single thing. Damn those circle properties. And congruency. ANd similarities. Gah.

Nope, I didn't get to go to the Kendo Meet today. So, I did what I did. Hid in my room, avoiding communication from the "outside world", until 12pm, because I had to eat my medicine. Damn them antibiotics. I guess that was one of the reasons why I suddenly became superly sensitive today. Like when I was watching Heroes, my brother just changed the channel, to watch his damned cartoon network shit. I yelled and I screamed and dashed back to my room, where I received more bad news. My cousin just called, and we're having a meeting at 4.30. Urgh. It's the last day of the fucking hols for goodness sake! But does my auntie care? No. She wants to she the dance done by today. And it was a long day.

I hate complaining. I really do. Because all complaining ever does is reminding me of the things I'm complaining about and how people would usually brush off my complaints. But I keep on complaining. Like right now. God, now I'm complaining about complaining.

I'm stil upset about lots of stuff right now. I have yet to finish both my Maths D and A Maths homework, but that's because I can not think of the answers. Gah. Damn them. Oh yeah. I heard Maths is a compulsory subject for form 6. Sad. This is definitely bad news. I just thought in form 6, you get to choose what you want. But I guess they sill care about our maths knowledge. damn them.

Well, I'm still not sleepy. I ran out of painkillers and the pain in my ears are coming back. I don't want to sleep. Sleeping will make me mad. Because when I lie down, getting ready to sleep, I'd usually think about the events that happened, and today, not really much of them were good memories. That is one of the feelings I dislike the most when I want to sleep. SO I don't like to sleep unless I'm very sleepy where I will fall asleep once I lie down, so I won't have time to think about the crappy things that happened.

So, right now I'm waiting for the sleepiness to go to my head.

And I'm still not sleepy. Worse, I'm now getting headaches.

Unfulfilled!!

I went to the indoor stadium this afternoon, thanks to Kaza. It was a last-minute decision. Mum won't drop me there so I gave up, but Kaza...she's so friggin nice~! This is like the second time she offered me a ride; the first time being the one to the kendo workshop. And this time, to watch the Japanese kendokas, with Brunei and Malaysia kendokas training. Wished I can join, but only people who has gi and hakama can join.

And tommorow, or perhaps, more to today(yeah, it's like 1.58Am already), they're having shiais at 9AM. And mum won't send me~!!! I don't wanna ask for Kaza again. Dad, he just got back from work by that time...*sigh* I want to go. I've been deprived of kendo for 2 weeks. And just now wasn't exactly enough. I don't know why, but I feel depressed. I really do. I can cry now. Yes, I sound like I'm being selfish and is exagerrating too much. Well, I'm not. Okay, selfish, maybe. Yeah. I want my wants to be fulfilled. But yeah, like my parents care about little shitty things like JAPANESE KENDOKAS COMING TO BRUNEI. They don't. SUUUUre, they've been nice enough to support me with another $100 for my kendo stuff, but that's them. They don't mind about financial supports, but when it comes to moral support...Gosh. I'm sad.



I WANT TO GO.

Dreams...

Last night, I couldn't sleep. Everyone else was. So, I decided to go channel-surfing. Went through all the documentary channels, but all were re-runs of the documentaries I've watched before. And nothing fun was on disney, nick, cartoon network, or animax. Yes, cartoons. So, nothing to watch, I went to MTV. Hah, bored like hell. Anyway, MTV Made was on at that time. You know, the program where they transform class clowns, geeks, misfits yadiyada to prom kings, cheerleaders lala. And in that episode, it was about this guy, class clown, named Dylan, who no one has ever taken seriously. Poor dude. He wanted to be a fashion designer, since his parents are like graphic designers and advertising...something. Well, his family is okay, no rebel whtsoever. But friends, haha. Anyway, he really wanted to be a fashion designer, so with his coach, he trained and trained for the upcoming competition, and sometimes he almost gave up, then he worked hard again and yes, he won the competition. His last words before the ending credits were somethingsomething, I can't remember, but he did say "But if it's about my dreams, I'll work hard for it." ANd yeah, it touched me. Before that, for school, he never worked har, never cared about anything...and he did it. Which all comes down to one question..."What's my dream?"

I may be thinking too much, but somehow, I realised I have no dream. My dad wants me to be an economist, mum wants me to diet, what do I want? Hmmm...I can daydream. A lot. But of useless stuff. Never, never did I ever daydreamed of myslef as a successful something. Never did cared. I am easily motivated, but for a short term only, usually. I'mmore easily demotivated, anyway. My school results are obviously deteroriating, I know I can do something about it, but I just don't. I kinda lack the motivation. Which is sad. And as many youngsters do these days, I procrastinate a lot too. You could also say that I'm the type who, "cares about tommorow, tommorow." And tommorow goes on forever. Hmm. So, do you guys have a dream already?

Tagged

...by none other than Sir Bio. Wahahaha gosh I'm supposed to state six weird things about me...and tag other six people.

1. I share my bed with my books, comics. I have a queen-sized bed, so half of it goes to my dear books. Unfortunately, I'm too big for my own good so I usually end up taking the whole bed, and my books end up disappearing under my bed.

2. I believe there are monsters in my closets and under my bed. One explanation why I always lose my books. And I always made sure that my closets either have doors, or no doors at all, because having a loose closet door is kinda freaky, with that dark space in between, like a passage to another realm. Some goes to the bed.

3. I CAN NEVER EAT TABLETS/PILLS/WHATEVER. ..Is that weird? ANyway, I've been on medication (LOLOL whaaat) for the past two days and it wa hell. I always almost puke when swallowing them, I have a fear of them getting stuck in my throat and choke me and die.

4. My cousins says that I talk in 3 dfferent accents. Usually when I'm shocked or confused. Like, "What? WHUT? WHEEET?" or something like that.

5. My cousin calls me "Carpue skin' or whatever the spelling is, meaning 'corpse skin'. Mainly because she was always freezing to death when I can still say, "I'M SWEATING HERRRE." In return, I can her Tissue Skin, because her skn is as thin as tissue. I wish I can explain to her scientically. No, actually...I can't.

6. Finally after cramming my head, it's the last one. I make fake promises, especially to myslef. Like recently, "I promise I will revise and finish my homeworks during the hols." ANd now, I h realised I have once again lied to myself.

And now I shall tag....umm, I don't know..sir already tagged everyone I know who has a blog. Lessee...I shall double-tag Pinji, Kuma-chaaaaan (haha yes yes be MADD), Wan. And I shall tag Lah, Kye and Denise ( people whom I know don't read my blog XDDD)

Sorenessssss

Just got back from the clinic. I had ahard time sleeping last night, my right ear was sore. Ansd somehow, it infects my jaw. I mean, I can't stretch my jaw without feeling the pain in my ear, hence I cannot eat. The doctor who examined it was so.....fuh. Ouch indeed. Then she prescribed me some medicine, which I shall say in detail. The antibiotic I have to eat 2, three times a day, painkillers, 2 FOUR times a day, crazy. This tiny tablets, once a day, gladly, and some sort of lotion for my ear. I mean, COME ONNNNNN. That much for an ear only?! UGH> I HATE PAINKILLERS a.k.a PANADOLS. So bitter and I cannot stand it, yet this time, I have to eat two, FOUR times a day??? This a reminder to me to be grateful for my health. wth. I feel like an old man already, only eating porridge and having so many medicines to take in. *sigh* I just hope it's temporary for now.

JOYYYYY~ *pause* NOT.

Have you guys ever realised how short this holiday is? Totally not satisfying.

Yesterday was Froggy's and Sar's birthday and they went to the mall. I didn't know who else went, because I didn't. T_____T I'M SORRYYYYY and Happy birthday.

Yesterday morning, I woke up too early for my own good and I didn't have anything to do. SO I had a....something which you can call "Documentary Marathon". For 5 hours non-stop, without taking a shower. Yeah, I flipped back and fro from Discovery channel to Animal Planet to National Geographic channel. I learnt alot. From terrorist attacks to how animals mate and stuff. Fascinating really. The ones that I liked were "Mountains of the Wolf" and "King Cobra". Mountains of the Wolf...it was really like a story, something Disney might come up with. I started of with a wolf pack wandering, searching for food, starving to death. Then, they found some dead animal, where the leader forbid the others from eating. One of the 'young wolf outcast' ran away from the pack due to hunger, along with an 'old, wise wolf.' So they had adventures together, where the old one teaches the young one, oh they had names. The old wolf is Viejo and young one is Lobo. Then, Viejo died in a fight, leaving Lobo alone. Blablabla, lone ranger, and met with this other pack of wolf, where he met this female wolf, who ran away with him, because she is a 'low-ranking' wolf in her pack. Blabla, found a new place and got married. Haha happy ending. I really don't know why I even bother to talk about this. I guess I really liked it.

This morning, I also had a shorter Documentary Marathon, and watched about these people in Vietnam who searched for their relatives who died in the Vietnam War through psychics. Seriously, I really don't know how to not believe that it actually happened. Yeah, I got a little teary-eyed too, haha.

Lalalala, I'm supposed to go shopping with Man and Qil today to get the decorations needed for Ni Aki's birthday party. UNFORTUNATELY, when I told mummy dearest, she went "Banar kan tu?"

I know that Man and QIl are known for their "notorious" hang-outs with people fo the opposite sex, but I don't see anything wrong with it. Tell me, what is wrong with teenagers going on dates? I really don't understand, so if there is any parents out there, please tell me so I can clear my dislike for that part of my mum's behaviour. She even advised, more to warn me, "Jangan menggatal macam durang atu ah."

Oh puh-lease, Me? Menggatal? Dude. If I do that, the more farther away will guys be from me.
I wish I can give the typical "I know them more than you do, so please don't judge them just like that" answer. My mum listens to other people's words. Surely especially from Qil's older sister who seriously has some problems, and this particular aunt of mine, who thinks all teens are on drugs. I don't why all of them are such negative thinkers. So, Man and Qil are more on the "sexy, bitchy" type fo girls, but hey, they're not the "cheap" type of girls, just plain individuals. They don't go fuck people for money, or do drugs or whatever imaginary crime you elders can conjure up in your head. ANd mum, they are the only people my age in this family. Don't damage my "delicate, teenage emotions" or things will turn upside down for all of us. I still have that "good girl" sense in me, but I can turn around if people happen to insult my rights.

Yes, I;m pissed off. I'd love to get my aunt who made us in-charge for this party to explain to mymum that we are going shopping for decorations, not having one-night stands with strangers. But no, I don't want to get things more complicated, like making my mum think "Oh, so you think you're free now? Just because you have your aunt to do this?" Argh, fuck it.

This is a friggin holiday and I have tons of homework and revision to do, yet our aunts think it would be totally cool if we, "the three stooges", organise our grandpa's birthday party, which will be like in the next two weeks. WE are the ones who will contact the caterings, choose the cake, get people to set up the tents and tables and chairs, rent mics and speakers and lightings and we are the ones who will have to decorate the house, prepare the guestlist, get the guestbook, welcome the guests, make the banner, make the posters and we write the scripts, become the chairman, the director, and we are the ones teaching the kids what to say, how to dance, how to sing. And we have to learn our scripts for our little act. Not our parents, not our aunts, not uncles, not older cousins, not the kids. But us, the three girls who are still in school and STUDYING FOR THEIR O LEVELS. They'll say, "I have a job." "I'm too small." "I'm too busy." "I'm too old." "I don't give a shit." "I got a family." They came up with those LAME excuses, when we said, "We have school, and homework, and tests and exams." Which they replied saying, "It's just for a few weeks."

FEW WEEKS MY ASS. In those few weeks, we have tests to revise for, homeworks to be hand in, projects to be finished, how on earth can we even survive?!

"This is good experience for you when you have a job in the future." I can hear them saying that.

And they blame us for not finishing the script in a week. How? Unless you expect me to cut my sleep time, SURRRRRRE. Dont be surprised to see me with huge eyebags soon.

AND I DID NOT EVEN DO A SINGLE HOMEWORK. TIREEEEED. Oh, you're wondering why I still have time to blog? .......DUHHHHH. to piss people off, especially them who thinks that I have so much free time.

Singing yippie yippie ya ya yippie yippie yaaaa

Today was our last kendo session. T____T I am sad. Now, I have to wait for.....10..11....gah. I can't count. We also visited Sunlit Advertising today, which I wasn't really focusing on, because I was anxious to get back to school ASAP in time for Kendo. LAWLLL overall, the visit was AMUSING. XD

Oh yah, during kendo, Nis and I began to realise how not-so-hot-anymore one-of-our-senpais was. XD Seriously. Looks are deceiving. Must look carefully before judging. We also did this...training where we were paired up with the opposite gender and to hold both the ends of the shinai. And then our senpai will instruct us, to go "front", "back", "left" and "right". Well, they said it in japanese so it was kind of confusing. Haha. I was paired up with this guy, and it was his turn to lead. It was kind of like dancing...whre one follows, and one leads. The one who leads will listen to the instructions from our senpais, and the other one follows. GAHHH IT WAS HILARIOUUUUS. When it was that guy's turn to lead, XDDD well....amusing. Example, when my senpai said "front"....he was suppose to move front, and me back. But weeeeellll. We both moved front, so you can guess. Yes, both of us were poked right in the tummy by the shinai. Numerous times. XDD Also when the senpai said "back", and both of us moved back, and somehow, I tumbled becasue he pulled the shinai too hard. XDDDDDDD And Nis....lol. SHe was paired up with a form 2 kid, so shy. XDD She was "terhibur"ed too. Ah...kendo. How refreshing. Oh yah, we also get to meet Neko-sama for the second time. My god. Combat-san. Neko-sama is too cute for you. Haha. Oh yeah, Neko-sama was quite distracting too....it was staring at us the whole time!!! Freaky. Wah. So much kendo-yapping already. Can't help it. haha.

We have tons of homework. I don't think I'm going to get ALL of them done by the end of this hols. We also have tests. Sigh.

Now, let the so-called holidays begin. *dies*

Pain, without love

My whole body is aching, man, particularly my upper right arm (or what...right upper arm? upper arm right? whaaaat?) and my left knee. And the cause for the aching in the arm is due to the swingings we did yesterday during the workshop. But I didn't expect kendo to have anything to do with the pain in my knee...but that must be the effect of sitting on your legs for too long. Like I said, I don't think I'm ever going to get used to seiza. I'm not sure if the pain means that I did it wrongly, or I was just not used to it. wth. We only have kendo training once a week anyway, which is sad. ANd I'm not even sure if I can get to the training next week. Sigh. And we'll be having our school hols in few more days, which mean no kendo! Gah. That is by far one of the only disadvantages to the school hols, along with homework. Darn. Please teachers, decrease the homework-giving rate. The less homework you give, the happier will the students be, and the lower their grades will be, but they wil still be happy. wtf. haha my head so sooo...cracked. gah.

Kendo Workshop: Stress, Blisters, FUN

For seven hours straight this morning(including the 1/2 hour break, since we still use that for our own practice), the 11th of March, I had the time of my life. And that was....the kendo workshop. It was held at the Rimba multipurpose hall (very icky btw) and yes, only a few from MS came. How sad. But my god, the training was...was...heh. I don't know how to describe it. Some were the normal men-cut, kote-cut(cut to the wrist)....we even did somethingsomething-waza. Those were one of the few words I can clearly hear from the senpai who's screams were echoed by the hall. I learnt a new cut too, the cursed do-cut(cut to the abdomen). It was seriously hard. They kept on saying, "Don't hesitate." "Take it easy. Slowly." And yadiyada. The point is I was hesitant and I rushed. Gah. I mean, I was really afraid of actually poking them in the stomach if I was too near, which was what I felt most of the time, although they were wearing armours, so I'd usually move aside a little bit to early. Damn. Haha. I also get to improve my men-cut(cut to the head) with some of the senpais during our break. Seriously, I'd really prefer a one-on-one practice. Where I don't have to rush thinking that someone else is behind me and stuff. Oh yeah, something out of topic, Man called me during the break to help her in some photo manips to prove to her boyfriend that she wasn't lying, and then she was planning to break up with him. Wtf. Love- do not fall for it. Wtf. Anyway, Sigh. I really had fun. and pain too. Blisters, man! Dragging your feet on the floor all the time gives seriously unthinkable pain. And seiza(that's...the duduk antara dua sujud type of duduk XDD)....gosh. I will never get used to that. Sitting on your legs FOR MORE THAN THE MINUTES...not my way of relaxing. and I can't kiai. I can't! Well, unless when i;m doing the cuts, then I will. but when they made us show our kiai(that's the screaming part....) during the intro, I just can't, 'cos I can't really feel the stress, y'know. wth. Well, this senpai reminded us of the main points you should remember for kendo. So, I;m going to note it down here, so that I can remember it as well.

1. Self-awareness: Be aware of your surroundings, your opponent, your partners, and YOURSELF.
2. Self-motivation: Must motivate yourslef. Do not get distracted.
3. **Self-Discipline: Most important fundamental of kendo. If you are disrespectul, that is to yourself, to your shinai(bamboo sword), to your opponents, and most importantly to your senpais and senseis, you will never improve.

Man, I just hope this blog won't get deleted or anything. I will be sad if that happened and that means I won't be able to remind myself of these stuff anymore.

Now, I shall move away from the PC....ECONOMICS, dammit!!!!

I noticed the hideous attraction

I got back from Tasek Lama a few hours ago. It was preeeeeeeeeeeeeetty. The last time I went there was like....years ago. And I remembered how hellishly I cried during that time because I HATED exercise at that time. I despised it. It was my greatest enemy. lol so anyway, one of the reasons for me to go to Tasek Lama today was not just to check out how it looks like now, but also to challenege myself. I want to repent. Oh wtf. Hehe, The last time I went there, we went hiking to the very top. and yeah, I wailed at my dad and sis to stop but they won't. I was a scaredy-cat too at that time so I just kept on following them, not wanting to be left alone.When we reached the top, Iwas too tired to appreaciate the beauty because I was crying and too damn angry. But now, somehow the memories kept haunting me (WTF XDDD) and so going to the Tasek was one of my main.....to-do thingie. So, as I said, I finally went there this afternoon, and I climbed up the hill, almost giving up halfway, but then I thought, "Hey, the crybaby, lazy, physically-challenged, 11-year-old me can do it, so why can't I do it?" Or something like that. Hahaha, anyway, I finally reached the top. There, I noticed a signboard saying "Distance: 300m. 100m above sea level." Weheeeeeee. I just survived twice the distance I'm going to run next week. I think my legs are going to be sore all over like hell tommorow. But I know it's worth it. At least I hope so.

I'm "taking a break" from maths right now. I'm damn tired yet I stull have so many questions to go. Seriously, people like me, it's useless if you teachers give deadlines like....10 weeks from the day the homework is given. Why? Because I procrastinate til the last minute. So, yeah. Hah.

Talktalktalktalk

I finally finished my bio. Though, I left some of the questions because currently, I can't think logically due to the long sleepless nights. Oh yeah, I'd love to thank Fool's Garden's song "Lemon Tree" which had made me hyper throughout the "cramming session". But I have to finish them..I don't want to be hunted down. Man, if all teachers threaten us this way, I'm so going to be the most obedient student in the whole Brunei.

We finally had kendo yesterday, after two straight weeks of not having it. Yeah, he was right. Look at what two weeks had done to us. We, well at least I, felt not so energetic, tired, bored, unenthusiastic, *insert synonyms here*. Yeah, seriously. But then, we had another senpai coming in for that day, adn he lifted up our spirits. He joked about how movies and animes lied about the "fancy techniques" like Star Wars dodging to much and in Bleach, they talk too much during fighting. LOL, note to self: Do not trust Star Wars and Bleach. XDDDD We finally got things better after that. Woooooooooooooooooooo and I get to kiai as loud as I can. Sweet. Hmm, come to think of it, maybe that was why I was feeling quite stressed out the two weeks before. I didn't have time to scream my head off, which is what I usually do during kendo. Man, that day was really refreshing. Haha.

I still haven't done my econ essays. T________T

I have my malay speech tommorow. Crapiola.

Oh man, help me.

Jobless

Being jobless really wears me out most of the time. Why? Because when I'm jobless, I'd usually cram my head to think of something to do. and thinking exhausts the hell out of me. How sad.

Actually, I'm currently hiding from my homework. I have tons of them. Including two really really delayed economics essays and an MIB ucapan/pidato/whatevershityoumaycallit. Damn serious. Let me tell you what the questions are, who knows. It might frustrate you as well, and will make me happy.

Economics essay question: If you were the government of a country, how will you try to increase the economic growth of your country?

And that one short question costs 10 marks. Sigh. I was never made for subjects which require thinking. Yet I still take Economics and a bunch of other compulsory subjects which require you to smash your brain into pieces just to get an answer. And my econ teacher complained during the parents-teachers meet that my answers weren't original. Psssssssssh.

And now, the grand finale, the MIB question: Kemajuan Teknologi penyebab Kemunduran Negara. (Lit. trans.: Advanced Technology leads to...WTF is 'kemunduran' in english?) nvm then. The point is, this one cost 30 marks along with a representation, and is to be added to our next MIB test. Just who gives that to a bunch of 15/16-years-olds? You see, despite of our ages, some of us are still immature and not ready for sudden,heart-attacking questions. Well, at least to me. And that goes to every other subject, too. T__________T

Few days ago, I began writing a YamapiMaki fanfic at their site. There were a number of positive response, and that made me worry. What if I suddenly lost interest and didn't finish it? What if my story sucks? It's a....love story. The last lovey-dovey story I wrote was years ago. And I;m not a jiwang person anymore. But I still tried my luck. I have short attention span and short interest span (if there is such a thing) so yeah. I try to finish the fanfic ASAP.

Ah. Boredom. How it makes you think of embarassing moments.