June 2007


I always had a perception that Saturday schools are a waste of time and moreover “Gotong-royong Perdana”. I mean… why do the cleaning when I could spent my time wisely on… uhh… sleeping? =D

My objective for attending school today is only to take pictures for the school’s photography club. Nothing else in particular.

But, no.

I HAD HEAPS OF FUN TODAY !!

I may not be a born rubbish collector… but I am born be THE watcher, watching and bossing people around to clean while I take pictures of their agony. Mwahaha

No lah. I ain’t that bad.

The school session kicked off with picking up rubbish and sweeping dry leaves at the Harmony Garden (Taman Harmoni) compound.

I have loads and loads of picture to share with y’all today. Enjoy…

[>>>] Those people are faking! Do not be deceived by the picture!
[>>>] Still keeping on my motto “Guys DO NOT clean”

[>>>] Alya, you are hired!… as my maid =D

[>>>] Dang! I broke my “Guys DO NOT clean” oath

[>>>] The pimp my school garden crew =)

[>>>] We love mother nature!

[>>>] A part of mother nature we DO NOT love: Red ants.

Lesson #251- When red ants bite:

[>>>] Shriek like a banshee.

[>>>] Tap dance to step the god-damn creatures.

[>>>] Ask your friend to spot for any ants sticking on your butt.

[>>>] The after-bitten effects has taken upon her. Poor thing.

Next we cleaned our classroom…

[>>>] Filthiness conquers the class.
[>>>] Window wipers.
[>>>] I contributed ^^ Don’t say I didn’t….
[>>>] The next thing you know, she’ll be smiling in her coffin. (Don’t worry, she’s still alive!)
[>>>] The making of: Mr & Mrs Smith 2 (Starring Matthew as Mr Smith).

[>>>] Never see people eating ice-lolly before ah?

Oh oh… we had science class too!
[>>>] The guy who has not seen an electroscope in his life. I am serious.

[>>>] Personally, this is one of my all time favorite shots.

[>>>] The guys.
[>>>] Me and Zhui Mun.

Presenting you THE picture of the day….

[>>>] Shut up.

We even had a discussion about the design and color of our class T-shirt! My class teacher is uber cool!

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Can you remember about one of my recent entry regarding being nominated as one of the Interact board of director and how bad my interview went?

The results are out today!!

Did I or did I not make it?… scroll down to know it, people!

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NO I DID NOT GET CHOSEN.


Like what most of you maybe thinking what I am feeling at this moment. Nope… I am not sad. I am serious. Just a little disappointing though. But I am already satisfied even just making into the list of nominees.

Haha. Don’t worry! I am not gonna curse anyone here or anything.

Thankfully I was not really aiming for this. Nonetheless, I did gave my very best and my very all in the interviews and attended all events organized by the Interact club.

Disappointment is a feeling I can’t avoid.

A week ago I fall short in getting the Prefects’ committee member post. A week later (which is today) I failed to be in the Interact’s board. It’s like getting slapped twice!

Moral of the story:
(1) Overambitious kills. Therefore learn to lay low, it makes life a little better =)

At times I wonder what went wrong for me.

And it has come to my realization that I have said something that could have been the reason why I did not get chosen.

You will not believe what have I said in a final interview with the Interact teacher adviser…

Teacher: Do you aim to be in the Prefectorial Board next year?
Me: Yes.
Teacher: Which do you prioritize more – Interact or Prefects?
Me: My answer would be Prefects.


Omg! (2) Honesty sometimes isn’t the best policy after all…


I am the reason for jeopardizing whatever I’ve aimed for.

Great.

Another value that should be learnt is:
(3) Do not underestimate the underestimated.

Take Eng Khim, my friend, as an example. This guy with rosy cheeks seemed to be underestimated in almost everything and people tend to step on his head, insult and bully him like anything. But time to time, he unexpectedly emerge victoriously in most the things he does.

Therefore, watch out who you’re messing with.

The person pushing around at this moment could be the very next President of your country. And you seriously won’t be having a great life after that.

Lastly,
(4) Learn to love before karma loves you.

All along this year, karma has been a pain in my ass. Probably is all the bad stuffs that I may have done in history. Or maybe perhaps I had everything in the past and it’s finally the time to give chance to others as well.

Lalala. Emo is back. And it sucks!

I LOVE Y’ALL!


LOL.

*runs from karma*

Rise and shine people!! Earlier today was my school’s annual Open Day where our parents will either be so proud of us or suffer a major heart attack as soon as he/she opens our report card.

I was one of the early birds to school today. It’s not an odd thing actually. I reach to school the earliest almost EVERYDAY.

[>>>] A pose on Thursday, brightens up Open Day =)

It has been a tradition for me, as a school prefect, to greet and usher the parents to their kids’ respective classrooms on Open Day.

This year I am doing something different!

I am helping my class to sell foods and beverages to the parents and students in conjunction of the Family Day pre-sale week.

Among the stuffs that were sold by my classmates and I were:

[>>>] Home made chocolate chip cookies!!!
[>>>] Muffins

Carbonated drinks and etcetera etcetera etcetera…..

[>>>] That’s our booth which was just right in front of our classroom!

Instead of repeating the same 5 words on every Open Day for the past years which was “Sir/madam, may I help you?”…..

I would be saying something a little longer this time.

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[>>>] Haha! Not to worry… I was just kidding! I did not say that in their face (although I wanted to). If I ever did, I think the entire school would probably be achieving F’s for Math forever ‘cos those parents DID NOT BUY THEM.
I am a polite kid. I greet ‘em with good morning and have a nice day =)
To be frank, I had a phobia of bringing parents to the classrooms. When I was in 7th grade, there’s this middle-aged woman who wanted me to lead her to a class namely 2 Sigma, which was situated on the ground floor of the school. Not knowingly, I brought her all the way up to the top floor and told her, “oops… it’s just over there. DOWN THERE.”

And she gave me a long glare.

Embarrassing like shit.

Anyway, back to sales! Few hours later, I decided to go mobile instead.

[>>>] I look like some blind fella along Chow Kit road begging pedestrians to buy tissue papers to earn a living.

When I have my break time…

[>>>] … I pose again =)

Moving on indoor…

[>>>] That’s the scenario inside my class.

Aunties mingling with each other telling how god damn smart their sons or daughters are.

[>>>] Two furious teachers. One disappointed daddy. One soon-to-be-dead-son (that’s not me though!).

[>>>] Heh… periodically I would sit near the teacher, pretend to do my Math and eavesdrop on what she’s telling the parents.

Yes. I am damn “ka po”. Cannot ah?

When I am bored…. I’ll lure my friends to pose for the camera with me ;D

[>>>] Me and Sheng Ling, one of the smartest asses on earth
[>>>] Alan and I
[>>>] And some classmates of mine who were present today…

I.hate.my.English.teacher.

[>>>] Enlarge the picture to see my beautiful grades. A’s for almost everything. Except Math. Shut up.

Anyway, my objective of posting this is not to brag about my A’s though. Can you spot the blue stamped-boxes on the page?

Look at the column on the right. It says….

Construct

Grade

Grammar & Vocabulary

B

Pronunciation & Intonation

B

Fluency & Rhythm

B

Ethics & Mannerism

B

Ugh! It’s an insult to my proficiency in English Language. Not to say I am so damn good. But I seriously deserve an A for at least a category. I got straight A’s for the past two years and now even my Malay Language is rated higher!

My latest creation. THE POEM. Exclusive only at mattzlife06.blogspot.com (a.k.a my blog)

To Miss Chimpanzee 2007 who is my classmate,


[>>>] Presenting all readers,

THE POEM
Alya is a hottie!!!
but she poses awfully,
Like that guy from the Form 2 textbook of History,
His name is Mahatma Gandhi,
who looks like a donkey,

Alya’s so noisy,
till she influenced me,
She smile so sweetly,
till it makes the monkeys go crazy,
her boobs are so biggie,
till they make me go loony,
hope her boyfriend don’t punch me.

Nevertheless I find her heartily,
Our friendship is the key,
to a life which is so happy.

Bye sassy!
I shall fly to Innisfree,
and transit to Flo-da-reeee, (Florida) :D
Hope you’ll miss me.

Yes, I was on a VERY high note at that moment. So mind me. =)

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No fair! Americans are having their Summer break now while I am forced to study down here, near the equator!

I met Nadia, a friend of mine who just came back from Texas in school today!! Dang it! She has an accent already.

“The strong wall I built which I thought was unbreakable is now demolished and shattered into millions of pieces like glass…”
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Emo-ness to kick start this entry =)

When everyone else was probably sleeping soundly on their bed at 8:00AM, I on the other hand passionately picking up rubbish in school last Saturday.

T.T”

I was forced volunteered myself to help the school.

Ok. I lied.

My kiasu school is apparently vying for the “cleanest school in the country” title.

The number of people who came representing their own society and club for this “gotong-royong” event were sizable.

[>>>] My friends and I were actually serving under the Interacts Club you see… and we so happened to be placed at the field near one of the gates in our school.

Our mission: picking up rubbish.

It was rueful. Rubbish were almost EVERYWHERE. And the school expects us to pick ALL of ‘em up.

Honestly, I don’t think it was vital to do so… those students will litter the field the next day anyway.

Picking up rubbish or even going near that particular area is the last thing anyone should do. It’s a nightmare! There were millions of mosquitoes flying everywhere and horrible stench from the longkang (drain).

I was prompted to walk off and head back home… but no. Matthew (a.k.a me) has that *coughs* *ahem* “service above self” spirit. =D

And so I plodded through the field, valiantly picking up rubbish not with standing the mosquitoes plus the sun.

I am not so smart afterall #1999

Me: Haiyah, why don’t we just vacuum the damn field?!
EK: ….. *raises eyebrow*
[>>>] The “sesat” boy scratching his head is none other that… me =)

Cleaning anything is so not my thing. Things relating to cleaning… don’t count on me. Usually at home or anywhere…. I NEVER do the household cleaning and never will I do it.

Why cleaning is ain’t ma thing
1. I am a guy.
2. Cleaning is for girls.

[>>>] Candid shot! Mr. Not Photogenic At All 2007- Matthew, a.k.a me!
[>>>] Me and Eng Khim!

In every event I attend with my friends, we’ll never fail to have a group photo….
[>>>] Proud Interactors of 3 Gamma class of 2007.

And I returned home with several mosquito bites and a sweaty T-shirt.

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“… but no matter how many walls they break, I am always aware that there are bricks and cement for me to rebuild them!” Matthew M.

A sequel to my very first inspirational quote! =D

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED

Remember few weeks ago I had my Mid term break?? And I kept my holiday venue a secret?

It’s a secret NO MORE ‘cos I am spilling it out TODAY!

(I was supposed to post about “gotong-royong” today but my source of pictures is no where to be found. Oh well.)


For the 100,000th time in my life (or so…), I went to….

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GENTING HIGHLANDS, MALAYSIA!

Don’t give me that damn SWT face.

This time I went with my cousins.

Fine, I don’t think many of you have heard anything about my cousins or my family as a whole, including you there!… fellow close friends of mine.

Short introduction. I have 4 cousins (you are permitted to say oh-my-god). 2 hot chics on my maternal side and 2 guys (which I am handsomer.. kidding!) on my paternal side. Yes, I know it’s super saddening to have only 4 cousins… but what to do… like I can ask them to mate anytime around.

[>>>] I am the retarded-looking homosapien in orange

[>>>] Go… laugh your heads off if you want.

[>>>] Us three again!!
[>>>] Heh. Space shot. The “go-up-go-down” thingy.

The best thing going out on holidays with cousins is gossiping about our oh-so-lovely-grandparents and their little habits they do daily. Ahaha.

Some of you might be thinking “what is this man…. grandparents also don’t want to give chance!”

Can’t help it lah. =D

We-mock-our-grandparents-#1
Cousin: Popo * grandma* places her fake tooth for a swim in a cup every night.
Me: Hahaha *laughs hysterically*

We-mock-our-grandparents-#2
Cousin: You know right…. Kong kong *grandpa* is partially deaf… so he would fart out loud in front of the guests without noticing.
Me: Hahaha *laughs hysterically*

We-mock-our-grandparents-#56
Cousin: Kong kong has a tune when he farts… poots… poots… poots.. *in different tones*
Me: Hahaha *laughs hysterically*

And then our dear grandmother would make a rant to our parents…

When-popo-strikes
Grandma: *mutters in Hinanese* Look at those brats…. hehe-haha here and there until 2:00AM….
Me: Hahahaha
Grandma: *stares*

We are good.obedient.kind.loving grandson and granddaughters.. I know that.

[>>>] 8 years ago….

And lastly, presenting you the most innocent-looking picture I’ve ever taken in my entire life…..

I was hyper and all today until….. I read my tagboard. LOL. I mean seriously, I’m Laughing Out Loud at Anonymous. This is what I meant by those people who make dumb accusations towards me.

Anyway, back to my haha-titled-entry, I am a bit high today =D It’s fun starring at Alya scrubbing the table with the thinner today during “gotong-royong”. Heheh.

I have a story.

“Once upon a time (yesterday actually), I was holding three Math book and a pencil case, MY pencil case. The Math books belong to Wei Lian, Eng Khim and myself respectively. Being too senile for my age, I actually went off for the car without the three Math books and the pencil case. Indirectly, I lose it.

It’s okay to lose my Math book because I had just started on a new book. I felt bad because Eng Khim’s one was almost a book filled. I felt like jumping off the Petronas twin tower because Wei Lian had both her new and old book stuck together.

So, the next day (which is today), I went for a hunt! Not exactly… haha… I was pretty much hoping for someone to come to my class and deliver them for me. But sadly… no one came.

Don’t worry this story has a happy ending =) When I was grumbling to Eng Khim about how I lose the books while munching on my “roti cheese”, Eng Khim suddenly said “Isn’t that your pencil box?!” with his finger pointing at the shelfs in the canteen.

Lala. So I walk towards the shelfs holding my “roti cheese” and happily found my pencil box and the books beside it… almost wanted to scream oh my god out aloud.”

The end

Nice story hoh?

If I were to reply you guys who have left a note in the tagboard now, it would be very very long. Therefore I’ll just write a short paragraph here.

Hun Yin, Gok Heng, Yih Shan, Zhi Lynn, Feli and Shu Lyn. Thanks for the support. Yes I have chilled out. See… hyper already what… lol. And of course, it’s now my duty to support my friends. My mind is positive, don’t worry =D Weee….. you guys rocks! To Sheng Ling, yes, studies are paramount. No scrubbing walls for me. *winks at Eng Khim*.

And lastly, to my ever so supportive reader, anonymous: I am getting lost now.

=)

See ya!!

Haha. As most of you may have known, the prefects’ AJK results have been announced today. For those of you who don’t know, it’s today =).

F.y.i, AJK is the abbreviation for “Ahli Jawatankuasa” which would be Committee member if translated in English.

I know y’all (referring to my friends) are avidly waiting to hear about my feelings about not making into the list. Yes, I have not been chosen.

The first thing I felt when the results slammed onto my face today was disappointment. Being an AJK is something I’ve aimed for since Day 1. It’s something I put my heart and soul into in order to go for the farthest I could ever reach. But sadly, I fall short… AGAIN.

And it really broke my spirit into pieces. Just imagine you built the Great Wall all by yourself and some “Ang moh” just came, conquered and bombed it. How would you feel?

Few days before the results were announced, I received many rumors about those who were getting the title. And everyday I received different names. None of them were unanimous. I am glad that they announced the result to stop all this predictions and wild guesses going around.

Honestly speaking, I was well prepared for this day to come. Those people saying “oh Matthew you are so getting it”…. I never dared put my hopes up high ‘cos I know I am on shaky grounds. Few days before the results, Felicity, a senior of mine, called me and kinda convinced me that being an AJK is a tough duty and would take up my time (no wonder she’s in the school’s debate team =P.)

As much as I nodded to what she said, there’s still this little part in me wanting that post so badly. Knowing that I am capable to do the responsibilities and divide everything systematically to the utmost perfection, it’s really hard for me to go through this process of rejection.

For once in my life I never want to compete and vie to the top again, at least in the prefects community. That burning desire to achieve the greatness in everything has just extinguished inside me. Maybe it’s because I never fail to reach something I want so badly before. Now I can totally relate to people who failed to achieve what they desire most in their lives.

Please don’t question why I am so “kiasu” and all that shit. Different people has different personalities and different goals in life. I have my own retrospect, and I hope you could respect that. If you are my friend, at least support me?

And as I step in class today some classmates laughed at me for not getting it =( This is something I am not used to. Every time, I was the one who represented my class in this. Oh by the way, Eng Khim and Annie who are presently both in the same class as I am are one of the chosen ones. As much as I support for them, sometimes I do wish I could be the one bringing glory to my class. =(

And now people are saying, “oh the ex- PKP1 (Assistant Head Prefect 1) was overthrown by new comers” makes me feel crappy.

What hurts the most are the rumors saying that several seniors criticized me that I was cocky towards them and apparently, they hated me. Saying that is like stabbing me in the heart. I barely talk to them and they could make such accusation and assumption about me. Maybe I was cocky towards my close peers but never to the seniors! Eh for those of you seniors who anti me so much, sorry lah I did not please you in anyway.

But on the other hand, I should be thankful that I am still in green uniform. During my reign as the Assistant Head Prefect, I did not really execute a very good job. Towards the end of last year, some senior came up to me and said, “next year just quit only lah… you’ll never pass.” But I ignored.

I made a strong comeback this year to rectify my mistakes, built up my reputation and to prove him wrong. And yay! I managed to accomplish that.

Sigh.

Anyway thanks to those who supported me, really. I know there’s a small group of seniors who really wanted to see me as AJK. I feel really bad for not being able to get it. My first mentor, Izzat once requested me to be an AJK. He was like “better be AJK ah…” and I took that really seriously.

And last note, I do hope you guys do not judge me from what I post in this blog. All along, the entries I’ve written are intended to be as humorous as possible, not to be cocky or hurtful by any means.

I feel like a loser right now. Go ahead, write in the tagboard or spam me with all the discouraging words in the world and happy claps because I did not make it.

Haha. More of these junks to fill my blog =).

MAMA
My Chemical Romance

EL IMPACTO
Daddy Yankee ft. Fergie

LEAN LIKE A CHOLO
Down aka Kilo

I LOVE
Zion ft. Akon

LIP GLOSS
Lil Mama

EASY
Paula Denanda

Lalala….My Chemical Romance had just kicked The Black Eyed Peas off as my current best music band. And and and…. welcome back to the charts, Reggaeton musics!

Hey! Does anyone of you care to download the songs? I typed this out not for myself to read okay! Download, lazy donkeys! =D You may never know what you might come across.

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Hah! Interacts interview. My second time getting interviewed in the year. Recently I have been nominated as one of the Interact club’s board of directors. I really didn’t see that coming. More like;

“Bagaikan bulan jatuh ke riba”
Like the moon fall onto the lap

Ahahah!!! Like the moon fall onto the lap. Geng eh my English?

Anyway when my friends, Ryan and Alan told me that I was nominated… I actually LOL-ed them and asked those two to shut up and stop kidding! (Those liars dupe me all the time)

Heh.

But it wasn’t a rumor anymore when I asked the Interact club’s president MYSELF.

So yes. Yesterday was the interview. I’ve been keeping what rank I aim for a secret and I am officially gonna reveal it now.

*drum rolls* *echoes*

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Assistant Club Service Director

Unfortunately, the major roles are for the upper forms and I am only eligible to take the assistant roles. Next year I’ll aim for President =)

Why Assistant Club Service Director instead of the others?

1. The Secretarial and Treasurer post seems like a girls job.
2. The Club Service Director’s responsibilities looks fun and interesting.
3. Club Service Director sounds noble.
4. Community Service Director sounds too nobly.
5. Apparently, those who got Funding Director will have no sleep during the production weeks.

Assistant Club Service Director is perfect for me lah. My second choice- Assistant Community Service Director… =)

Didn’t know I have such generous, kind, caring, service-above-self traits in me huh?

LOL!!!

How did my interview went?

I kena zha-ed #1-
Interviewer- What are the jobs of the Assistant Club Service Director?
Me: Incharge of the club accessories like ties and badges and organize Membership Drive.
Interviewer: Promoting the club leh?
Me: ….

I kena zha-ed #2-
Interviewer: What will you do to promote the club?
Me: *thinks for a minute or so*… Flyers…?
Interviewer: ….

I kena zha-ed #3-
Interviewer: How to make the club more interesting?
Me: *gulps*… um…. organize Membership Drive?
Interviewer: ….


Hmm.. did I kena zha or have I just made the interviewers go speechless with my dumb answers?

I didn’t know that one of the Club Service Director’s job is to promote the club! Sung Lin didn’t add that in. Hence, I couldn’t answer most of the questions regarding promoting the club.

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Yior… die la me!

Beware… the very much anticipated entry has arrived!

Originally from the American series of The Amazing Race, my friends and I had our own version in Subang Parade, Malaysia.

This dumb race which had it’s debut in the housing area of SS19 is… uhh… so dumb!

LOL!

It was held two weeks ago f.y.i. I am too lazy to write the happenings so I shall just post pictures to feast your eyes…

[>>>] If you are wondering what I was eating… it’s actually a honeydew-flavored ice cream.

[>>>] Woo hoo. Farhana’s bringing violence back.. ON ME. It does not show in this picture however.

[>>>] I look REALLY weird here. Not to worry, Farhana looks like a goose in this.

[>>>] She forced me to pose with my RM10.

[>>>] Can you spot the odds in this picture? Email me if you think you’ve got it (except those who are in the picture)

Haha. Don’t you just love to see my face in all the pictures? Heheh. Fine lah… I’ll give the rest a chance to appear in my blog….

[>>>] The finalists.

I just gave you a hint who got eliminated from the race huh? Now just shut up.

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