Ramblings for today

Disintergreting freedom? Or a start of a brand new school life being a student who obeys the rules instead of breaking them? I've been selected to be a prefect, fifty-three students from our Form 4 year have been selected and 31 of them consist of students selected from 4 Science 1. All of us had to go for this prefects' interview that was located at the school's music room. Frankly speaking it was like being interogated. There was a long table with the morning session prefects council members sitting opposite a single chair placed in the center of the music room. And then, questions began shooting from the mouths' of the council members' like bullets. Incredibly high velocity!

Anyway, Puan Shirley, my English teacher put me into the Literature and Debating Society. First, she asked me that I could debate, right? And I answered a yes, afterall, I had been exposed to the crooks of debating. Speaking of debating, I must say that my favourite role is to be the third speaker as I don't really have to prepare much of a script and it was more to being spontaneous. And doing rebuttals are something that I quite fancy, I must say. If I actually get to go against schools for any debate, I would particularly love to go against SMK. St. Thomas. Cedric thinks it's a shame if I actually lose to St. Thomas, especially if I lost to Jason. Strange, how could I lose to an individual when it's a team thing?

Today, I shot for the selection for the shooting competition in Subang, Selangor. It's an under-21 shooting competition. I hardly even reached the MQS, I shot a 363. Well, that beat my personal score though, an improvement compared to my last competition which, was 356. You know what's the irritating part? For my last serries, I shot all 10s, 9s, one 8 and then for my thirty-ninth shot, I shot a 6! Nooooooo! That ruined my entire serries! My thirty-seventh shot was a 10, thirty-eight a 10 and then thirty-nine a SIX!!! Followed by my last shot, the fortieth shot, a 10. Nooooo...why, why, why??? Sigh...if not it would have been a total of 95 for that serries not a 92.

Additional Mathematics addict

Obsessions of people in love part 1... Obsessions of people in love part 2...
Just look at the extend that some people go to when they are madly, deeply and obsessively in love. They even find Sonnet 18 from our Form 4 literature book as romantic enough to daydream about their loved ones by drawing hearts and scrawling their names alongside with their loved ones' names on the other side. I'm just so amused when Rhe opened the literature book that she borrowed from our school and it had Syawal scribbled all over almost every single page and there was one page that had "I miss you Syawal! I will wait for you forever even until I die." How tragic... unreplied love and relentless death. Something never meant to be, forbidden love! Awww...

Another tragic tragedy occured a couple of days ago. It all happened when I was doing additional mathematics and suddenly, something fell out of mid-air like a bombshell. I discovered that I actually love additional mathematics and that it was fun. Fascinating. Additional mathematics is now becoming...almost addictive like drugs or something. Everyday, I just need a little bit of additional mathematics to keep me going. Oh no... I'm an additional mathematics addict! Well, at least I'm an additional mathematics addict and not a drug addict or a glue sniffer.

"Can't you just keep quiet for ONCE?!"

First of all, that Malay girl that got possessed during the school food and fun fair last year, got possessed again on Friday. I happened to be in the sickroom with my quartermistress, Maryann and Davelyn when suddenly people called for Maryann. Maryann called Davelyn and I to come with her. So we rushed to the steps leading up the the St. Teresa primary school. The possessed girl was there screaming, trashing around and crying. Well, as Red Crescent members, we had to carry her to the main office and the school pak cik was praying over her. Oh my gosh, for someone as small-sized as her, she sure did have alot of strength, kicking and trashing around. Making holding her down not an easy job!

Last year, Rhe and I were pretty noisy when Christine was there with us. Indeed we were a pretty crappy threesome but since Christine's in 4 Science 2 this year, our noise level had decreased to it's minimum. Less of the loud racous laughter but more of the silent laughter while teacher is in or out of the class. Everyone agreed that Rhe and my noisiness level had indeed decreased but apparently, this girl that sits in front of Rhe and I in class seems to have a miraculously sensitive pair of ears that detects even silent laughter. Perhaps her ears even detects the slightest sound, even at 1 Hertz. Who knows, if you can hear silent laughter, what else is there that you can't hear, I ask you. Here's the story, it all happened one day when Rhe and I were laughing over a topic while teacher was out of class. So, this girl that I shall name her as "Jane", turns around and asks us to do her a favor. When we asked her what was it, she told us that she would like us to please try to keep quiet when teacher is teaching because it's hard for her to pay attention. So, what the heck right, she was so nice. Therefore, both of us agreed to not talk when teacher is teaching.

So then, the story continues on yesterday when Rhe and I were silently laughing to ourselves over a 'green-minded' story while teacher was in class but NOT teaching. "Jane" turns around to us and with dramatic hand actions, sardonically goes, "can't you two just keep quiet for once!" She emphasized on her 'once' incredibly loudly. At that point, I was about to retaliate back with a, "can't you just quit nagging for once?!" but Rhe cut across with a, "teacher wasn't even teaching! You asked us to keep quiet when teacher is teaching!". After that, "Jane" clearly threw herself into a moment of sulking for the entire day and perhaps even until today. Hey, what the heck! If teacher wasn't even teaching, what is there to pay attention to ha? At how pretty the teacher is ha? What the heck! All I have got to say is that, if you can't addapt to the noise, that you expect total silence and that it irritates you then what the heck! CHANGE SEATS THEN!!! I don't bloody bother.

Just another week

I've gone through the stage as a Form 4 Science stream student for two weeks already and what are my comments? Firstly, Form 4 is simply stashed with piles and piles of homework of subjects that you are basically new to such as Additional Mathematics, Chemistry, Biology and Physics. Another thing is that Form 4 is packed with lots of projects for 2007's Sijil Pelajaran Menengrah (SPM). Basically, I hadn't developed any dislikes for any other subjects appart from English and Science for Technology or in short, EST. To me, that was the most riddiculous subject as we already learn English and Science, why add English and Science for Technology into our list of subjects for??! At least if it was 'Prinsip Perakaunan' made compulsary, it would have seemed more logical rather than learning a subject that consists of two base subjects combined. I shall not proceed any further with cricitizing the EST subject anymore.

For the first time in four years that I have studied in SMK. St. Teresa, Kuching, I will be actually showing for Sports Day. And no, I did not suddenly decide to take part in any events as I simply have no interest in track events or field events. But I got selected by the Form 5 Red Crescent seniors to be Assistant Leader for First Aid on Sports Day. That means I will be at Jubilee Ground by 5.00am on the 10th of Febuary 2007 with a large ice box filled with ice and other stuff that would be needed on that day. I'm going to have to brush up on my First Aid skills for these couple of weeks before the 10th of Febuary arrives.

What could it be?

I shall get myself a Great Dane in the not so far away future and name him Sir Rufus Van Barkers. To make it less formal and stupid, Rufus for short.

Feeling like a phantom on stage,
A ghostly shadow of my human self,
That had traveled away from the labyrinth,
Released from the mausoleum,
Every move being watched by the world below,
Thousands of spectators gather to watch this materialization,
The story unfolds magnificently,
As I play my part in the story line,
Every mistake to be criticized,
To be marked and judged,
Every prodigy to be awed,
To be applause and spoken of,
It was all about being philosophical,
It was all about pretension,
They could never sequestrate my faith,
Take away things strongly believed in,
Strutting and walking on stage,
Embracing the time given,
A life liven behind the mask,
Hiding a veritable self behind,
Who had promenaded the stages as someone else,
As witnessed by spectators down below,
Someone to be venerated,
Whose name will live forever,
Whose facade that had been a face,
Will be remembered for sempiternity,
Whose torso will be a remembrance,
Preserved in minds for eternity,
When valediction is finally called for,
Lights dim and curtains fall,
A great maestro on stage was over,
An end to a great virtuoso.

IQ not so important?

Just yesterday, my school's counselor, Puan Jennifer made this statement that I clearly disagree with. I find it as a very contradicting statement against reality. She made this statement that when you are out in the working world, your EQ is more important than your IQ and that nobody even cares about how high your IQ is. and that all that matters during a work presentation is you EQ. This is something that I find to be a very ridiculous and shallow-minded thing to say. I am not trashing the school or anything, but I just find this incredibly ridiculous especially for an adult to say so.

Let me just give you this situation whereby you are a paitient on an operating table and then, you surgeon tells you, "my EQ is higher than my IQ but don't worry! I can operate you excellently with such a high EQ!" Can you imagine what runs through the paitient's head? If I were to be that paitient, I would be thinking... "what the heck! I want another surgeon! I'm out of here!". If you have a low IQ and a high EQ, there is just no way you can succeed in the working world. You boss isn't going to look at your EQ, he's going to look at your IQ. Malaysia wouldn't hire engineers or doctors that only have high EQ, they will look at your IQ. Why would Malaysia want a couple of engineers with low IQ but dashingly high EQ to build bridges all over the country??? Every company wants to hire a worker with a both the brains and the charm, just tell me what is the point of a dashingly charming worker who can't even work out how to operate the coffee maker?! Nobody cares about IQ these days? Poor it, how alone it must feel... sobs! I feel a tear coming out of my eye *sniffs*

And our school counselor also stated that we had to practice good EQ and keep quiet. That it was good to keep quiet. Well, earth to her! If we want to have good EQ, that means to socialize more and to socialize more, that means to talk more and to talk more means to make more noise and to make more noise means you can't keep quiet! Frankly and honestly speaking, we just have one school counselor who twists, turns and contradicts her own words... Not that she's a lousy counselor or anything, she's a good one just that... she loves to contradict her own words and sometimes, they just get a little too riddiculous.

Back to school

Bringing in 2007 with a pink sheep...

Remember how I said about good classroom Feng Shui tips for students? So much for giving them when I don't even practice them! I arrived at school at 6.30am and the classroom was already packed like sardines. So, I ended up sitting at the third last row, directly next to the back door of the classroom together with Rhema. Speaking of Feng Shui, I realize how every year I have a pink keychain dangling on my pencil case. Last year it was a pink flower and this year, it's a pink sheep. Anyway, turns out that this year, 4 Science 1 no longer uses the biology lab as our classroom but instead, we took over the 4 Arts 1 classroom on the ground floor of the classroom block. We have 41 students in 4 Science 1 and on the first day, our Additional Maths teacher, Pn Yu Ling, already started teaching. As for the rest of the teachers, they could hardly be bothered. On the second day, Pn Yu Ling gave us a stack of Mathematics and Additional Maths homework. Frankly speaking, I always thought that I spoke extremely fast (commented by my classmates, Clarence and Jason a couple of times) but wow, after I met Pn Yu Ling. I realized that teacher speaks way faster than me, no surprise that she speaks faster than the speed of a Sinkansen! (Sinkansen= Japan's bullet train)

Then, like a bombshell falling out of the sky while I was copying down this year's timetable, I realized that class ends at 1.15pm on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. That applies for all the Form4 and Form5 students of SMK. St. Teresa, Kuching. Bummer. Instead of 8 periods a day, now we have 9 periods a day. Thankfully, we non-muslims don't have to stay until 1.15pm on Mondays, as the last period of the day was Agama Islam. I'm so relieved! Small change of plans for me on those few days as I have shooting training after school, therefore, I'll have to eat in the car on my way to SMK. St. Thomas and wait the van there. Speaking of shooting, I trained for .22 for my very first time on Wednesday! It was pretty hard to get the prone position right at first but hey, at least I have one 10! Oh, did I mention that my very first shot, I shot Ian's target instead? Hahaha!!! I had a good laugh over that one.

On Friday, we Form4s had to attend an orientation from 8.00am until 11.40am. Before that, we had our monthly First Friday mass and I had to do the reading for the mass. How forgetful of me to forget to bow when I reached the altar before I read! Anway, back to the orientation I was talking about. I tell you, it was incredibly boring! I was sitting there with Rhema, discussing our Add Maths homework until Pn Jennifer comes and asks us that wouldn't it be nice if we actually paid attention to Pn Mary who, was giving a speech on stage. So, there we were shutting our books and then reopening them as Pn Jennifer leaves to the back of the hall. I supposed that we students were making one heck of a racket until Pn Dayang got frustrated and so did Pn Jennifer. So, there was Pn Jennifer telling us that if we didn't want to listen it was okay with her but we should keep quiet. She sorts of contradicts her own words. She said we could keep quiet and not listen. But then, she lectured about how we should not read books or do other stuff while the speaker was speaking on stage. But hey, she said it herself that we could chose to listen or not right? If we didn't listen, obviously that means we would keep quiet and do something else and then when we did so, she would nag. Anyway, they showed this video clip of a couple of prisoners getting caned. What a gruesome sight indeed! You could see the flesh tearing. Imagine the pain when you attempt to sit or shower! Gosh, if students from boys' schools complain about getting a few strokes of rattan, imagine when they undergo prison caning... I dare not imagine.

Last day of year-end hols!

School's reopening tomorrow, bummer or hooray? I'm sort of in between really. The holidays seemed pretty short and it feels like I could use a couple more days but with those couple more days, I would probably get bored, wishing schooling sessions would begin. I will probably be busy all week round (except on weekends), therefore I shall only be blogging on Fridays and Saturdays. So, my appologies that there won't be much updates starting tomorrow. My schedule is absolutely packed, I repeat, jammed PACKED! I have shooting trainings on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday afternoons. And then on Monday night, I have Physics tuition, Additional Mathematics tuition on Wednesdays, Chemistry tuition on Thursdays, piano lessons on Fridays, theory classes on Saturdays and Bahasa Melayu tuition on Sundays. Did you realize that I only have one off day on Tuesdays??? I guess I'm going to miss life in Form 3 whereby practically everyday is an off day. Those sweet days...

Anyway, I went with a couple of friends this afternoon to watch Night At The Museum at Star Cineplex. It's one funny comedy about this man who took the night shift job as a guard at the museum and then, the display of wax statues, bones and animals come to life at night. And he has make sure nothing gets in or out of the museum. Fascinating movie, at least I remember almost the entire movie rather than like the previous movie I watched on 26th of December 2006, Curse of the Golden Flower. That was one lousy movie that I remembered nothing about. After the movie was done, they headed off for a drink at Green Hills and then to the arcade. Strangely this year when I set foot into the arcade, I just have this feeling of not playing unlike last year, when the arcade was a regular visit to play racing after a round of movie. My last time to the arcade was with...oh, that explains it all... I went with "Jolin Tsai".

All right, back to tomorrow's story. Rhe's going to have to head off to school early to grab good seats in class (4 Science 1!) for me and her! Hehehe! She has to do that job as I always promised that I will come early and my early is like late for her. Last year, I came at 6.15am and she was already in school at 6.00am! Let's see what seats she'll grab tomorrow. We students need good seats you know, it's all about the FENG SHUI! Here are five classroom Feng Shui tips for students!

1. Do not sit in front of the blackboard for it is black and will bring bad luck to your health.
2. Do not sit next to the door or all your luck and knowledge will fly out of the door.
3. Do not sit next to the teacher's table or you'll might be incapable of talking for the entire year.
4. Do not--------I shall cut the crap now! No such thing as classroom Feng Shui tips.