WANTED

The song played in the October Road commercial!!! First of all, I don’t even know whether the song exists ’cause it’s just a tune with no one singing whatsoever. LOL. Just trying my luck… ’cause I really like the tune! Ha ha.

November 28, 2008

Lunched with Bianca, Kai Yee and Sheng Ling at eighteen avenue/road/street (SS18?) at some Chinese hawker restaurant. I was introduced to this Chinese cuisine called “Pan Mee”. Like wtf is “Pan Mee”, seriously??!! (okay, now I know since I just ate it)

Not being able to converse in Chinese, Kai Yee helped Sheng Ling and I to order. Don’t laugh hor! My parents always do the ordering for me and I’ll just eat whatever food that is served on my table… which explains why I am such a retard in Chinese.

Sadly, the chef/hawker fella had the ingredients enough to make only two bowls of “Pan Mee” – obviously another two bowls short ’cause there were four of us. Sheng Ling and I took the bowl of “Pan Mee” while Kai Yee and Bianca settled for chicken rice.

I FELT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BAD!!!!!!!

It was supposed to be our “Pan Mee” day! And the two person who were too lazy to even try to order ate the “Pan Mee”.

I almost gasped out loud as soon as the waiter placed my bowl of “Pan Mee” on the table. I stared horrifyingly at that black thingies and green thingies swimming in my soup – those thingies turned out to be the shredded mushrooms and vegetables. OMG. To me, anything that is dark green, purple and black is inedible. It looks and taste disgusting! LOL.

But don’t get me wrong yeah, the “Pan Mee” was unique ’cause there were pieces of flour thingy floating on the surface of my soup which taste… good! Lol. Flour. Mmmm… Yum yum. Swear. HAHAHA. Love the smooth texture although I almost got choked to death swallowing the biggest and fattest strip of flour into my body (ter-swallowed… ‘cos it was so velvety)

Overall, nice Eyy, not joking ar!

Later we sat in an air-conditioned bakery shop situated at the same block as the hawker restaurant. Talked. Okay la, I actually just kept my mouth shut and quietly drank my slurpee while those girls talk about the movie, Twilight, the degree of hotness and ugliness of the characters and sorts. Sigh. Girls.

Then the four of us slowly ambled to school as we were supposed to collect our eleventh grade books in the afternoon! I met several of my classmates. Fortunately when we arrived there were still many stacks of books to choose from. Obviously I hunted for the perfect ones.

Taa-daaah!

I am quite happy about my findings ’cause most of them do not only look new but they are literally brand new! I don’t know about my friends but my science books are like brand new, as in, I am the first generation to use it. For the compulsory subjects, every book is brand new except for Modern Math which is a bit in a vegetable condition. I am still very satisfied though. The previous owner did not touch his History book at all either. Omg, yay, I can go for a highlighting spree next year!

At first I was raring to tell you guys whose pile of books I got… until… I looked through the yearbook to find out who he or she was. It was… it was… *gasp*

THE MAMA’S BOY’s!!!!

Omg! I always see him with his mother everywhere and every time in school wan. Not that there is a problem being so closely attached to your mom all the time but hello?! It’s HIGH SCHOOL. And he’s a pretty antisocial guy. If not with his mom, I see him wandering around the school alone looking rather lost. Okay, I think he has one close friend. I cannot remember! I know I am not supposed to judge a person by first impressions like judging a book by its cover. But still!!

I hope he’s a smart kid! ‘Cause I always believe that once I inherit one’s books – I’ll inherit something more than just his or her books – I’ll take in that person’s intelligence, aptitude and stupidity as well!! My grades in SPM and basically my future depends on these books yo! And f.y.i I am not practicing animism. I do not memuja buku-buku (worship books) hor.

To the junior who will be receiving my set of tenth grade books, say hi yeah! You’ll be pleased to find that my Biology and History books are beautifully highlighted. And whoever who has my English for Science & Tech (EST) book, GIVE ME BACK!!! We’ll trade ok?

Speaking of EST, it took me quite awhile to find the EST book. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack because amongst the hundreds of piles of books only a few had the EST book in it. It was exciting! I felt like I was doing some Roadblock challenge in The Amazing Race! lol.

Anyways, since my dad brought his car for a car service he couldn’t fetch me home. So I had to carry my books all the way to nineteen avenue, a few miles away from school. All of a sudden the thin string which kept all my books intact broke. And while I was crossing the road, the literature books which were on top of the pile fell onto the road… like in the middle of the road! At that very second, I thought of two things:

1. My books will get run over by some asshole.
2. I’ll get run over by some asshole.

Thank god there weren’t any cars around. Phew!

I look like a leopard with red stripes! Sexy… I should carry books often. AHAHAHA.

Btw, there’s nothing wrong with my palm. It’s naturally pink.

I am feeling quite ill now. Hmm… I wonder if it’s that one of a kind Chinese cuisine I ate today? HAHAHA. No lah, y’all know right that it has been raining much in the central region of the Western Coast of Peninsular Malaysia? Despite the rain, I like to switch on the air-conditioner thinking that I am somewhere in Colorado or Alaska. LOL. In the end I caught a cold.

*edited*

I started working on this blog post on October 31 and it was meant to be published in December (’cause my yearly memoirs are posted at the end of the year). But oh well… I guess it’s time you read something juicier over here.

October 31 , 2008

My Biology paper is after the weekends… so I guess I can start typing this memoir for a couple of minutes.

While I was doing my Biology revision a while ago, I thought about school and how time had passed so quickly. I am sixteen and I am going to be a senior in school soon. I still remembered my first day in Subang Utama. I was junior high. It took me three long and grueling months to adapt in Subang Utama. One of my long list of complaints was that the maids do not look motherly enough. I remembered when I was in fourth grade I was jumping or something during the sports day practice and my pants ripped off. LOL. And the maid kindly sewed it for me. The maids in Subang Utama High School on the other hand are one bunch of rude bitches. Ugh. But who cares about the maids though! Okay, so school life this year in general, has been hard for me. Really really hard.

Since the start of the year, I have been vying for all the club posts/rankings available and that I could possibly get. I knew it’s gonna be now or never in tenth grade.  Call me power-crazy or whatever but babe, I don’t give a damn. Actually, I care more about the co-curricular points which comes along with it rather than power. I have always been misunderstood. You don’t know how important it is for me to get a scholarship to study overseas. My family may afford to send me abroad without a scholarship but I want to be independent. I want to earn it by myself and go aboard knowing that I deserve every single bit of it! Moreover I think my family is able to fund my college fees in Australia but I want more than Australia. And well, I also want my résumé to look fantabulous too heeeeeee.

I was too caught up organizing events, typing proposals, letters and reports till I have neglected my studies throughout the first half of the year. And I thought after being elected to the post I wanted I will finally be able to study. But no, it did not turn out that way. I had even more work and larger responsibilities. With that and my consistent lack of concentration and focus in class caused me to do really really horrendously in my March test and equally as horrendous in my Mid-year exam and I fell all the way from top 10 to the nineteenth spot. Wooooh.

But I told myself, year-end would be different. I will work harder. And that was what I did, I read my ass off for the finals, more than I ever did for any other exams. I did procrastinate for a gazillion/googillian/bazillion of times but I really did open the book and started reading a month before the exam. A FIRST IN MY SECONDARY SCHOOL LIFE YO.

(I am soooooooo retarded. I mistakenly thought 37º or 99F as room temperature. OMG. We would all be so black by then.)

I read what I was supposed to read over and over and over and over again especially subjects like Chemistry, Physics and History. And what is so disappointing and saddening is that I still ended up doing badly in the finals and especially those three papers… and Additional Math! Ugh. There are things I read last night and the next morning, when I sit for the paper, I just don’t seem to remember what I’ve read. Ugh. I am so pissed with myself right now. SPM (a public examination here for the graduating classes) is in a year time and I am so so so so worried that I have fallen so behind to the point where it is just impossible for me to get straight As.

I am sorry if I sound kiasu to you. Again, I don’t freaking care. Every individual has different goals in life. You want to be a sportsmen or sportswomen and win your nation a gold in the Olympics, fine but that’s not mine. You want to be a fashion designer and design clothes for Queen Elizabeth or MICHELLE OBAMA, fine but that’s not mine. You want to be a loser in life and beg on the streets of Masjid Jamek, fine but that’s not mine either. I WANT TO BE THE PRESIDENT/PRIME MINISTER OK?! I want to be a successful student so that when I grow up and grow old, I won’t look back at my younger years and say “hey, I should have done that!”. I want to inspire people around me. I WANT TO BE IN THE SERI PERDANA, not to be the sweeper, not the window-wiper, not the butler… but as THE PRESIDENT/PRIME MINISTER!!!

I know you must be thinking since my ambition is to be an attorney-turn-politician, why am I in a science class? I like to be versatile, CANNOT AH? Don’t ask so much questions. MY memoir leh!! So anyways, speaking about being in a science class, I was doubtful at the beginning, but now I am confident that I have made the right choice. I think the poem I learned in literature class this year, “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost is sort of related to what I am going through now. Life is about choices. The only difference is that I took the path ALL of my friends took- which is to be in a science class. AHAHAHA. Could have gone for the business/arts one but I didn’t.

But I am happy though. I might have went for the business class and ended up mixing with people who break the school rules or go rebellious on the teachers and sorts. I am not being prejudice. Please ar… I never said everybody in business class is rebellious. Basically, I am happy that I have friends whom I can depend and count on in my class. And some of my friends may look like nerds with their glasses on and all and sometimes sound like total geeks (like who celebrates their sweet sixteen in zoos, EVER?). But I am glad that I have friends who do not smoke, do drugs, inhale glue or whatever.

To be honest, at the start of the year, I hated my new class, 4 Zeta so much. I hated the classroom. We were thrown into some science lab which I hate. I hate science labs ‘cos I am too short for the tables. AHAHAHAHA. Additionally, I do not have my close(est) friends with me and I hated the teachers. OMG! I sooo hated the teachers. They are so damn… un-cool. There was not a single lesson which I was actually looking forward to. BUT, I REGRET NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THEM. I REGRET OK. I promise if I get Puan (Mrs.) Maimah for Physics again next year, I’LL LISTEN!

So here in 4 Zeta, I bonded with a few new people, namely Min Jet, Elaine P., Kai Yee, Amelia, Yee Mae and Lu Quan and Andy too but he opted for a transfer though. Elaine P., Amelia and Kai Yee have been my study-consultants and my personal tutors. He he. Thanks for answering all my calls and texts yeah? The “role” as my personal tutor used to be Wei Lian but she left for Thailand. All these people insist to teach until they are convinced that when I say I UNDERSTAND, I really meant it and that I really do understand.

And then I have Adrienne, Yongming, Ryan and Sheng Ling (my clique since 7th grade) in the same class. Adrienne and I have been closer than ever in 10th grade. We talk to each other more this year. And Yongming? We had a couple of issues and misunderstandings like when I told him he was unsupportive towards me during the period when I needed some support and how he thinks I am a tyrant and dominant figure in everything. But you know what, he’s my best friend and well, at the end of the day, it hasn’t and will not change. My friendship with Ryan has been the same I guess. We just talk about American Idol and America’s Next Top Model and that’s it. Sheng Ling is lol, I don’t really know what to say about this girl here. Sheng Ling and I are of completely different personalities and character traits which sometimes, might cause some sort of repulsive reaction (HUGEEE repulsive reaction and sometimes explosion. LOL)

Despite the major differences, we tend to fall into common institutions- like being in the same class for 4 years, being elected into the school’s Prefectorial board and Interact Club board. And like it or not, we have to work with each other and respect each others differences. Omg, I can’t believe I am actually saying this. Anyhow, I need someone to create a ‘Matthew For President’ t-shirt for my campaign and I’ve found just the right person who loves designing t-shirts and will never ever get bored of designing- Sheng Ling. She’s an asset to the Monroe campaign for President. Although I foresee one stickman and one stickwoman having sex on my t-shirt.

Four years. Four long years. I never knew how is it like to be placed in a class with the same friends for four years throughout my schooling life. But I do now! And next year would be our fifth! The next highest number of consecutive years having someone in the same class as me is only 3 years, back in elementary school… with Malini! And the names of our classes were ‘Primary 3 Mangosteen’, ‘Primary 4 Langsat’ and ‘Primary 5 Rambai’! (Malini, remember?) All the classes were named after some weird tropical Malaysian fruits. But they sound rather cute though! When I was in first grade I was in a class called “Primary 1 MATA KUCHING”. LOL. Oh, don’t ask me about how the sorting of students to their respective classroom goes. I presume it’s random.

For my close pals in 9th grade who are in separate classes now such as Nadzlin, Annie, Alan and Alya, we’re still as close as we use to despite not seeing each other as often as before. Alan, Alya and Nadzlin goes to the same physics tuition as I do. I am trying my best to salvage my friendship with Alya and Nadzlin by getting a hitchhike in their mom’s car back home from physics tutoring class! Saves my energy too! Win-win solution. 100 clouds. AHAHAHA. Another inside joke. And with Annie, we’re still close ’cause we work together all the time.. as school prefects I mean.

Ok. My love life? I haven’t been in a relationship since like.. forever. It is horrible. I had a crush on my classmate, Michelle T. during my prefect nomination period but that was just about it. I’ve been so focused on my co-curricular activities and exams till I suppose I do not have the time to.. uhh.. court girls? LOL. It might be also due the fact that I have grew so damn fat till I lose my “attractiveness” and my self confidence. HA HA. Whatever it is, I hope that someday there will be someone who will appear at my doorstep who accepts all my quirks and who will make a great First Lady of the country. HA HA. She better be good yo.

To be totally frank with you, I grew to like my class as the days go by despite me hating it at first. But I find my classmates really divided. The Chinese-speaking guys will sit at the back of the class, the Malays and Indians at the front, the non-Chinese educated people at the side, and the Chinese-speaking girls at the center of the class, a pretty strategic place but they chose to isolate themselves from everyone else in the classroom. I try my best to mix with everyone. But I naturally fall back into the non-Chinese educated group. Please hor, I do not speak any language other than English. In a mamak stall somewhere in Subang Jaya, I’ll order a piece of roti canai in English. In an airplane to Taipei, Taiwan, I will ask a flight stewardess for medicine in English even if my friend’s life is in jeopardy.

Let’s see… this year I have annoyed my classmates by asking them weird and stupid questions, offering my point of view about politics which most of the time makes no sense, singing ‘Grace Kelly’, laughing, clucking like a chicken, complaining about life, faking an accent, hiding one’s pencil case and then ordering him/her to find it, claiming that I am a Tutankhamen in my past life and Yee Mae, Pharaoh Hatshepsut, my sister, going around taking pictures and basically being immature, crazy and wild all the time. Ha ha. Yes, I cluck ok, not moo Inside joke. And then Hui Yee would be like “imagine if he becomes our Prime Minister…”.

As you can see, I take being Malaysia’s forthcoming Prime Minister very seriously. And to become Malaysia’s next Prime Minister, I need votes, lots and lots of votes. And to get votes, I obviously need to campaign for myself! Believe me or not, there is not one day in school I never mentioned about becoming the Prime Minister. And I consider myself very fortunate to have classmates, everyone but Min Jet, who were willing to listen to my campaign speeches and to have classmates who promised, with their hearts crossed, to vote for me in the future election. Conversely, the teachers over here aren’t very supportive. For instance, my Add Math teacher, Mrs. Normawati grimly and heartlessly said “No! You cannot be Prime Minster because you swept the rubbish I told you to sweep into the longkang (drain)”. What nonsense! By sweeping litter into the drain and she’s quick to judge? At least I help her sweep hor! And my English teacher, Mrs. Subbu gave low scores for my beautiful essay which I, at one part of the essay did mention about selecting her as my Vice President. I find her not very generous with her evaluation and I am assuming that SHE REJECTED MY OFFER. Oh fine…

Overall, as I’ve mentioned long ago, this year has been a challenge for me. I am afraid that my must-always-be-the-best personality will make me… AGE QUICK!!! Strands of white hair are growing outta my head like anything man. Amelia has many many many obvious white hair all over her head she should chill. And she needs some Pantene. Stress, according to many, attributes to growth of white hair at a young age. In Elaine P.’s case, her hair electrocutes by itself. AHAHAHAHA.

A sketch I drew long long long time ago…
(from left to right: Elaine, Yongming and Amelia)

I was supposed to be on wordpress for only 30 minutes but I have wayyyyyyyy exceeded the time limit I’ve given myself. I am not going to publish this right now though, I might add a little more after the exams. After all, school hasn’t end yet.

November 3, 2008

Did I tell you that most of the organizations and clubs I am under ain’t always happy families? There are some people I just don’t click with. It’s hard for me to succeed in what I am supposed to do when the people I am working with who do not see eye to eye with me. No, I was not talking about Sheng Ling. I can survive working with her despite her yelling at me constantly for something she wants. There’s just… some people lah. But, hey, if there’s a place where everybody is working harmoniously without bickering that would be just so weird.

Oh, I forgot to let you know how’s Gok Heng and Joanna and Zhui Mun, my prefect buddies since seventh grade. Well, we’re actually not as close as we used to… that’s at least how I feel. I mean, we’re all in different classes and we have our own circle of friends. Joanna occasionally tells me stuffs but not so much these days. But one thing I have to say is that I respect Joanna and the way she handles her personal problems. I don’t know whether she still treats me as her “adopted younger brother” though. She has so many “adopted/pet brothers”, i.e., Jia Chen, Reuben and etc., I don’t even know where I stand! LOL.

Oh I just realized that in the beginning of my memoir, the way I wrote about my co-curricular activities sounded as though they took a huge toll on my studies. It did. But I don’t want you guys to get the wrong message ya. I do not and never regretted joining the Prefectorial board, Interact club, the Red Crescent Society, photography club and even the History & Geography club (I was young and naive 11 months ago alright. LOL.) They built my character ok?! I am still the same irritating self as I always used to be but I learned a lot throughout the whole process. And I do not regret anything I did this year. I surely did mistakes. But that’s what life is all about right? Learning from mistakes…

Oh there is one thing I regretted doing this year WHICH IS TO ASK ALAN HOW TO DOWNLOAD TV SHOWS. He introduced a program called uTorrent to me and since then, I have wasted hours of my life watching Survivor, The Amazing Race, The America’s Next Top Model and The Apprentice. Not just that, I watched them REPEATEDLY. Back-to-back. Same episodes.

November 24, 2008

Ah, school break. It has been so routinized. From sleeping at the crack of dawn (around 5 or 6 in the morning) and waking up in the EVENING….. to watching The Amazing Race/The Amazing Race Asia/Survivor/America’s Next Top Model/The Apprentice/The Nanny/The Moment Of Truth/Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader?/Jimmy Kimmel Live!/The Oprah Winfrey Show/The Ellen DeGeneres Show (other than reality-TV, I love talk shows! ) or being on the computer till sunrise! I NEED A LIFE, OMG!

The most productive activity I do during this school break is attending for meetings in school (I am in the Interact club and school’s Prefectorial Board) Everyday when there’s a meeting, I have no other alternative but to wake up at six in the MORNING and get a lift from my dad and he’ll drop me down at my aunt’s place who lives nearby my school and leave for his workplace which is situated in Kuala Lumpur. By the way, I live in a city called Puchong Jaya and my school is in another neighboring city called Subang Jaya. And do you know how early six in the morning is anot?! That’s when I fucking go to bed! LOL.

But unfortunately I cannot come for meetings all the time because my aunt claims that I was always ruining her beauty sleep (She’s in her fifties, single and sad. LOL. More pathetic than me ) I mean I can’t blame here. HELLO?! It’s 7:30AM! Who wants to hell with me at 7:30AM? The maximum amount of days that I can “disturb” her in a week is two days! And unfortunately some of my colleagues take it as though as I do not want to come for meetings. There’s a huge difference between the word ‘CANNOT’ and ‘DO NOT’ people. You’ve read about how I spent my school break, routinized to the max can?! If I have the proper means of transport, I would be delighted to attend all meetings. You can have it everyday day and night, I’ll be there!

BUT UNFORTUNATELY there are inconsiderate people who stupidly speak with much ruthlessness and retardness – “So? I don’t care… Not my problem right?” Eh, if I were to be the President/Prime Minister of Malaysia (or of Bulgaria, Guatemala, Ethiopia, Ghana, Costa Rica, Zambia or whatever) and you were working for me as the maid/butler and one day a relative of yours died of a heart-attack…. how would you feel if I told you “So? I don’t care… Not my problem right?”. Please hor, I am trying my very best to attend for all the meetings. Well, at least I get myself updated with the latest happenings and discussions and whatnot and most importantly, I get my job done. By the way, my parents do not allow me to sit in cabs ’cause I am their one and only child. I know I am already sixteen! But once some gigolo cab driver drives me away to far Cambodia, they’ll lose their legacy, I’ll lose my…. virginity? AHAHAHAHA. *touch wood*

Please don’t come and ask me why am I so active in co-curricular activities in school knowing that I do not fucking have transport to attend the meetings?. Firstly, my co-curricular points. Secondly, my scholarship. Thirdly, I am interested in that particular club/society/whatever. Fourthly, I know that I am capable of doing the tasks that I am given. Fifthly, it’s just a freaking meeting which I cannot attend once or twice or….thrice Lastly, you do not have to care and it’s not your fucking problem anyways (this is directed to the rude asses who love saying “So? I don’t care… Not my problem right?”).

Anyshmooze (it spells for ‘anyways’ in Hanisah’s dictionary), during the school break I attended a public speaking workshop lead by Mr. Jacob, an English language teacher in my school today (since this blog post has been edited, that would make it two days ago) For your information, I have glossophoia which means being easily anxious speaking in front of a crowd. You may think that talking a lot nonsense and campaigning around the class gives me an extra advantage in public speaking. You’re very wrong lor! I can never speak in front of an audience without cue cards or a teleprompter. Sigh. I don’t care I want a teleprompter right at my face when I tour around the country to campaign for the Presidency. And oh imagine yourself in a court… with a teleprompter. The lawyer? – that would be me.

Next, look what I’ve found on myspace!

LOL. Yes, those were the exact words I said to her a long long long time ago. I have to inform her about the good news quick right? She needs time to prepare. Sixteen more years people! And I am sure y’all know how time flies! There is not much time left and the stakes are too high! If all goes well, I should be President before I turn 32… and most probably get assassinated at the age of 33. LOL. No lah… I think one day I made her super mad (another few more girls and it’ll be uncountable. AHAHAHAHA) ’cause I did not reply her messages online. So I guess, apology accepted? That bitch is on a vacation in Indonesia right now! Okayyyy, who goes to Indonesia for vacation? Probably all of you do but I don’t! haha. Anyways, I hope she’ll come back in one piece and won’t get bombed by the jihads, al-Qaeda and etc. there ’cause we haven’t been talking! Ok, I better stop talking about all this before my house get bombed instead of her.

In a nutshell, I wouldn’t say 2008 is the most memorable year in my life but I am satisfied with everything that I have achieved. Even though I’ve been through almost hell this year, I managed to pick myself up and kick some ass. Please do not come and tell me “oh, wait till you reach my age” or “10 grade is easy lah!” or “SPM is a piece of cake”. I find these people highly annoying (I know I am annoying myself… but whatever! there can only be one mighty annoying person in my life – me). Like what the poop la. I am fully aware that as I grow older, things won’t get easier. If your grandfather habitually tells you “oh, wait till you reach 90 when you need someone else to wipe the shit off your butt!”… you like it or not?!! That’s why you’ll never hear me tell my juniors that UPSR or PMR is easy. Ok la, I probably told Geraldine Math would be easy. JUST MATH. LOL.

It’s gonna be the last for almost every schooling events for me next year – last Sports Day, last Prefects’ Camp, last Teachers’ Day, last Prefects’ Reunion and last year in school uniforms! I hope next year will be a great year. It better be. I really really want to graduate high school happy.

Signing off,
Matthew MONROE (please ah! Not Ming, Perizkova or whatever ok?)

P.S.: Matthew for President because it’s time for an Oriental one.. whoo hoo!

Note: Sheng Ling is/was super pissed. So… I guess all the Gods eg: God of Islam, Nabi Muhammad, Gods of Hindu, Satria, Vishnu etc, Gods of Egypt, Ra, Re, Atum etc., God of China, Buddha, Gods of the autochthonous people, trees, grass, flowers, fruits, burung ketupang, oracle bones and etc. and Lord Jesus Christ Himself failed to save me? Noooooo…. LOL!

I am SOOOOOOO freaking BORED!!!!!

2006

Obviously, that’s me! And I don’t think I’ve posted this picture up before….

If you’re here for something exciting to read about, LEAVE. I’ll bore you even more.

I think I am at the beginning of a depression period. My life is so unexciting. I want to do wild things and go to wild places!!! Ugh. I am sixteen, sexy but sad! LOL.

At this age, I am supposed to be a famous male model… but aih! HAHAHAHA.

I need to find a cliff. I need to jump!

Eh, by the way David Archuleta from American Idol (runner up) has just released his debut album! David Archuleta’s latest album is way better than David Cook’s lah…. ’cause I can’t even download any David Cook’s songs on BearShare in the first place! LOL. (I can download all the songs in the world using BearShare except David Cook’s. Whoa! Fated!) I am not biased! I managed to listen to Cook’s Avalanche and Heroes and I hated them from the start. Even Chris Daughtry sounds better!!!

Wait, I’ll list down some songs by David Archuleta for you.

1. Touch My Hand
2. Barriers
3. Your Eyes Don’t Lie
4. To Be With You
5. You Can

Nahh… those are my favorites.

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Omg! Malaysia finished last in The Amazing Race finale. Well, I predicted that it would end up that way anyways. Look…

Season 1
1st – Malaysia
3rd – Malaysia

Season 2
2nd – Malaysia
4th – Malaysia

Season 3
3rd – Malaysia
5th – Malaysia

We are dropping down the standings by one every season. But also, both the Malaysian teams in all seasons finished two places from each other.

Season 4 would be easy to predict

4th – Malaysia
6th – Malaysia!

Although let’s all pray it won’t happen.

And omg. It was so obvious to me who will win this season. Remember when Allan (the host) labeled Vince and Sam as the underdogs at the beginning of the finale? First, it’s so not true ‘cos they had the most number 1 finishes in the race at that time. Second, the producers or whoever obviously wanted an “underdog” team to win.

Nonetheless, I think this is the best season of Amazing Race Asia ever. If only the Indian and the Thai (both Mai & Oliver and the beauty queens) teams did not quit the challenges. It made it all so anti-climatic! And the finale’s result was also soooo obvious. I could predict who will win (which I was correct) like even before the episode started.

And also, notice that the teams in The Amazing Race (both American and Asian) which were placed at first before the finale NEVER wins the RACE. Except for BJ & Tyler from season 9!

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By the way, I created another quiz about me. Yes, again. Click here ’cause stupid wordpress does not allow any foreign codes. Some questions might have obvious answers but they are not as obvious as you think they are and vice versa. Just imagine if you were me, what would answer….

P.S.: DON’T CALL THE POLICE!!! I am not jumping down from any cliff. I still got work to do… to be the President

I am currently on a long school break which will last till January 2009. I don’t think I’ll be updating much this time around ’cause I won’t be going out anywhere.

Okay, yesterday the Interact club had a board meeting in one of the board member’s house which I actually attended!! Ha ha, surprised? I didn’t want to rot at home so I decided it was time for me to walk somewhere other than in my own home and socialize with people. NADIA, MEETING MINUTES!!!

Before the meeting I went to school to collect my copy of the yearbook. I’ve seen it before actually. I ran into one of my classmates, Azliza the other day and she showed me the yearbook! Sheng Ling has said it in her blog but I am going to say it again… THE COVER, both front and back IS UGLY!!! It’s not ugly as in really really really ugly… it’s just ugly. Ok la, please don’t come and tell me to design it myself next year hor. The stars look good. Heheeeeeee.

Btw, oh my god, I look terrible in the all pictures which has me in it

I also wanted to collect my English language exam papers from my teacher but she wasn’t there. I saw them resting on her table the other day but I didn’t take them back though. I tried looking for the papers on her table again but they weren’t there anymore. Dang! If not I would have been able to post the story I wrote on my blog.  It’s damn retarded wan I tell you.

Anyways, here are some other retarded answers I wrote in my exams.

Physics

Hey, I thought it was thrust all the way; up, down, left and right LOL. The word ‘thrust’ was the only thing I remembered. So… yeah. And oh! I just noticed that the one time I spelled ‘thrust’ incorrectly was when I wrote ‘forward trust‘ which I got right for. Muahahaha.

F.y.i the correct answer to this question is Lift (↑), Thrust (→), Weight (↓) and Drag (←)

Next…

Moral studies

For this particular question, it’s more of general knowledge. These answers may look retarded to the examiners but they are so not!!

As you can see, the examiner mercilessly slashed off my Dr. Shirota and gave an unjustified question mark for my Imhotep!! Clearly the examiner has not paid any attention to the commercials on TV ever in her life and she obviously DOES NOT DRINK YAKULT!!!! Ughhhhh. Next teachers’ day, I’ll get her some Yakult with a note saying “P.S.: INVENTED BY SHIROTA”.

Secondly, in case you think Imhotep is some random name I created, you’re very wrong lor! He is/was a real human being from Egypt!!! He is most famous for inventing the Egyptian medicine and the pyramids! I learned that in history class in tenth grade! HE SERIOUSLY EXISTS! (Chapter 1, Form 4 History textbook yar…)

Apparently, the answers must be from the Moral studies textbook but still….!

Had an outing with Elaine, Emily and Yongming at the mall yesterday.

Wait before that… I went to school last Tuesday. Only a handful of people came. It’s pretty rare to see people in school after the finals really. What I had initially planned to do in school was to… umm…. chill out with my friends. Some guys and girls managed to seize a stack board games from god-knows where and so I grabbed the Scrabble set. Please yar.. I am not a nerd! I was bored. I actually thought that I could be with my friends throughout the day but a teacher specifically summoned me to the staffroom to type some reports for her thus interrupting my game of Scrabble which I was second place at the time I left! The Health Care Unit report it seems.

As I was in the staffroom for almost the entire day, other teachers also took advantage of me by ordering me to send and fetch their belongings like their office bag, handbag, kids’ schoolbag, rattan bag, paper bag, plastic bag and etc. I was pretty much the office boy and the donkey. I was so god damn tired and sleepy. I don’t know why but I didn’t manage to sleep the night before. But that particular teacher who runs the school’s Health Care Unit (not to be mistaken as the Red Crescent Society yar) would not stop bugging me to type and print her stupid reports which she claimed were due the day after. I have been helping that SLOTHFUL teacher for almost everyday after my finals. CAN’T SHE JUST GIVE ME A BREAK? She even requested me to stay back in school for an hour just to help her. It’s like detention which I do not deserve!

I hate it when that particular teacher pushes me aside and asks me to wait when she decided that it was time for her to gossip with her colleagues about who dislikes who in the staffroom or what happened to her colleagues’ son, daughter, brother, sister, nephew, niece, father, mother, grandfather, grandmother and practically their eternal lineage. Wtf. There was once when I actually waited for her for about FIFTEEN MINUTES… and fifteen minutes later she was still comfortably yakking away with her friends. That woman doesn’t seem to know that I actually HAVE A FREAKING LIFE.

Okay, there’s this irresponsible teacher (another fella yar) in my school whom I would also like to complain about. Somewhere in September that woman asked me to type a report on an excursion which several of my friends and I went earlier this year. But I do not know how she wanted the report to be like so I typed out a draft of the report and saved it in a CD. A few days later, SHE LOST THE BLOODY CD THAT I FREAKING GAVE TO HER. It was a rewritable one summore! And you know what she did the next day? SHE ASKED ME TO RETYPE. Two words woman. FISH AWAY! I am not even the secretary of your club. Till this day she still hunts me down for that stupid report.

What I am trying to prove here is that teachers these days, not all but there are a few who treat their students like donkeys. Just because someone is a little stronger doesn’t mean you can command him/her to carry heavy boxes of your stupid books for you. Just because someone is a little faster at typing doesn’t mean you can treat him/her like your personal typist. Just because someone says yes to help you once or twice doesn’t mean he/she’ll say yes for the third, fourth, fifth, sixth time! This not only happened to me but many of my schoolmates whom I know as well. If I am Prime Minister of Malaysia, I will ensure all schools practise STUDENTS’ RIGHTS. Yes you heard that right, STUDENTS’ RIGHTS. It must be added into the moral studies syllabus as a moral value! LOL.

In actual fact, I am a very diligent, hardworking and helpful student. But when a teacher keeps on pushing her work which was supposed to be done by HERSELF to me, I am so not going to help (ok, probably once or twice but not all the time). Trust me, this has happened to me many times and to many others as well. And I actually do not mind teaching the non-computer savvy teachers born in the thirties, forties and fifties to use Microsoft Word and how to insert tables and whatnot so that they won’t be too dependent on the students. IF ONLY THOSE OLD AND AGING TEACHERS GOSSIP LESS…. pfft.

And please yar, I totally respect, love and adore all of them. But it was too much for me to handle that day. Why do I have to complete their work? Why do I have to stress out for them? Why can’t I enjoy my last days of school? Why are they ripping off my freedom? Why can’t they see it in my eyes that I am already FUCKING TIRED?

*echhem*

Ahh, so back to my outing. Elaine, YM, Emily and I watched High School Musical 3. Eh, it was not my idea ok? I just tagged along and went with the flow. I am not a fan of High School Musical to be frank. And the truth is, that installment of High School Musical was the first and only High School Musical movie I’ve ever watched. But I downloaded the songs though.

My experience in the cinema yesterday was one of the worst ones I’ve experienced in my life. There was this mother of three or something who was sitting directly behind me… she wore this super huge dress or sarong or whatever and as she stretched her leg further and further towards my head, her stupid dress/sarong/whatever kept touching my hair. DISGUSTING. And throughout the movie, I could smell a foul odor of smelly feet around me (which is 100% not mine). MUST BE THAT OLD WOMAN’S FEET… or Emily’s ‘cos she wasn’t wearing any socks! LOL.

Later we went for bowling.

That’s the four of us.

Omg I totally forgot about Elaine’s sister who was with us the entire outing too. Yes, Elaine’s little sister, Elisa was there. She was always walking at the back of us sometimes I tend to forget that she’s even around.

Oh, and the five of us; Elaine, the sister, Yongming, Emily and myself met our classmates EK, Ryan and Sheng Ling at the bowling center. It was supposed to be a joint outing between all eight of us but throughout the day, we went in totally separate direction and watched different movies. Sheng Ling joined us later on.

Elaine and I

UGH! YONGMING LOOKS LIKE A SKINNY LITTLE TOOTHPICK WHILE I LOOK LIKE AN ULTRA-TANNED HIPPOPOTAMUS… HOW CAN?!!!

After bowling, we went SHOPPING. LOL. Okay, I got myself a pair of headphones worth fifty bucks for my computer. OMG IT SUCKS TO THE MAX. It doesn’t have the subwoofer effect which my old one has. Later I went to JUSCO to shop for new clothes. The rest followed. After I was done (I bought a grey collared t-shirt), I went upstairs to look for Emily and Elaine only to find that they were still shopping for their clothes! And so I waited for them.

Waited….

Waited….

Eh, Nadzlin, I found your long lost twin. Sexy dowh

Waited….

*30 minutes later* STILL PATIENTLY WAITING….

AHAHAHAHAHA.

After almost an hour fooling around at the ladies department, I finally get to go home after Elaine found the blouse that she liked. Carpool, ok? If I was given a choice to marry Elaine, her sister and Emily, I would sooo choose the sister ‘cos she does not shop. LOL.

Went back home at seven at night. Watched The Amazing Race Asia. Malaysia qualified into the final leg yo. Next week, finale, channel 701, 9PM. Watch!

P.S.: Can someone teach me how to set the size of my photos to medium? It was possible a few days ago but now it’s not. My pictures are too huge!!

The Malaysian Giraffe Party

(Parti Girafah SeMalaysia)

Founded: November 9, 2008

Party Chairman: Matthew Monroe.

THE MALAYSIAN GIRAFFE PARTY
needs funds to kick some BN and PR buttocks

P.S.: This is not the flag of Guinea!!

YAY! BARACK OBAMA!!!

LOL.

I know it’s a little late but I wanted to support Barack Obama knowing for myself that he is the best candidate for the presidency. I was not able to watch his or Senator McCain’s campaign videos because I had exams. And besides, I do not have CNN. So… yeah. I am forced to watch through youtube. I know, I know… WTH? I GOT SO MUCH TIME TO WATCH SURVIVOR EVERY WEEK AND NOT OBAMA’S SPEECHES? LOL. Do you know how many speeches he has given and debates he has fought with Senator McCain or not?

The only videos I managed to watch before the exams are  Senator Hillary Clinton’s concession speech in Washington D.C and Senator Hillary Clinton’s speech at the DNC. That’s actually where I got my inspiration from to write my own speech for my school’s 2008 Prefectorial Board nomination. Eh, before Obama had been elected as the Democratic candidate in the 2008 general election, I was a Clinton supporter ok. I don’t know why… I just like supporting the underdogs and at that time, Senator Clinton was the underdog. So happened her concession speech was the first speech I’ve ever listened to and I was moved by her speech because despite her lost, she still accepted it with grace and poise. I always like listening to Senator Clinton’s speeches. Very touching.

And yup, I have been doing my homework recently, watching campaign videos after campaign videos right after I come back from school till I go to bed at night… catching up on what I’ve had missed. I didn’t get to watch the presidential debates between him and Senator John McCain though because it was soooooo long. If I am not mistaken there had been 3 presidential debates and I’ve only watched 30 minutes of the first one. And yup, Obama’s speeches are exceptionally inspiring – not only to the African American community – but to all Americans and everyone across the world. But I have to admit, John McCain sounded a little more aggressive and tougher compared to Obama in the first presidential debate that I’ve watched.

President-elect Obama or Senator McCain both will make a good President. And yup, like what Obama had complimented, McCain has fought for his dear country heroically long before he did. He was in the army for some time, serving in Vietnam and had sacrificed a lot for America and should he be President of The United States, he will continue to fight for his country like he always do. But to me and millions of Americans, Obama is the better one of the two and he will not only make a good President but a great one indeed. I think that the Americans’ are so lucky and blessed to have Obama as their President.

Ok, I know y’all are so damn bored and tired of reading this by now but I am going to continue anyways. I personally support Barack Obama because he has given hope many people around the world, including me, that if we dream big and work hard to achieve our dreams, yes we can and yes it can happen. President-elect Obama has proven that you need not be a certain ethnicity or skin color to sit in the Oval Office. All you need to do is to work hard, believe and always put your country above yourself. It has taken/will take 232 years for America to see an African American take the highest oath of office and walk through the doors of the White House. If it takes 232 years for a minority sit at the desk of the Perdana Putra as the Prime Minister here in Malaysia, boy, I will certainly not be the one who will do so. Although, everyday I wish that it will be me who will make that history.

I know it’s hard and even harder here in Malaysia for someone from an ethnic group to lead the country because in Malaysia, we are so diverse in culture, race and religion. I don’t know about other people but I mix well with my Malay friends and Indian friends and I am pretty sure I can mix well with Kadazans, Ibans, Sumazaus, Sikhs, Muruts, Penans, Melanaus, Bidayuhs, Kenyahs and etc. if only they exist in my school I have even built a strong and close friendship with some of my Malay and Indian schoolmates which I believe will last a lifetime and you know who you are In my opinion, I think that we, Malaysians especially the adults should take America as an example for the democracy they have achieved. If these racial issues prolong in our country, the suspicions that we have amongst each other will be passed down from generations to generations and we will never ever be a nation bonded by the spirits of unification and integration. Don’t you think?

What we need now is not a leader who can offer us better health care or propose better economic policies or improve social security in the country, ok la, all these are important but what is most important to me is to see a leader who can bring our nation together just like the early days when Malaysia gained her liberty and independence. Our forefathers have fought so hard for our country so that we will not go through life like they had been through. So if I ever do make it big as a politician in the future, that will be the main cause I will be fighting for – to restore unity amongst the people of Malaysia.

Go Obama! Do not disappoint the world.

P.S.: Please ya, I don’t want to go to the ISA. I speak for peace

MATTHEW MONROE

MY FINALS IS OVER. FINALLY. YAY.

after like what? 3 weeks? I’ve never sat for a year end exam this long in my life.

I screwed Chemistry, Physics and Additional Math… and probably Biology, but I think I did well for the paper with multiple choice questions.

Do you know how fucking hard I studied this time? I literally read my ass off for all the subjects. More complaints will be featured and further elaborated in my 2008 memoir blog post which I will probably publish few weeks from now.

While studying about salts in chemistry.. ha ha.

One probable reason why I did so disastrously for chemistry this time- I kept thinking about what I can do with the camera!!! LOL. Oh yeah, the day before the chemistry paper, I was also busy trying to make myself look Caucasian in my pictures. WHY AM I SO VAIN?!!!! lol.

And as you may notice, I am much rounder than before ‘cos I kept eating and eating and eating during the exam period. I AM FATTTTTTTT….. nooooooooooo heh.

Looking at the picture above again, I actually look fucking ugly in it. But, the skin tan is to die for!!

I have totally no mood to compose a proper blog post la. When I said I screwed Chemistry, Physics and Additional Math, I screwed up bad. Real bad.

Oh, by the way, I gotta return all my textbooks to the school authorities today. Malaysia introduced some pretty much retarded textbooks rental scheme which provides students free books (I don’t know whether this applies for students studying in private schools though) for the year but they must be returned at the end of the year. Like whatever for? Not everyone in the country is too poor for brand new textbooks ya know.

I lost my Physics textbook and practical book somewhere in school during the mid term. So I guess I have to PAY. Ugh. And I hope they do not fine me for highlighting in my history and biology textbook.

Up next, SPM y’all!!

lol. It’s like never ending man. Sigh.