5 days to Christmas, 16 days till School Re-opens....

Holidays.. They seem to get better and better for me. But there's only one thing stopping me and it down, time...of course.
Well, I had one heck' of a year in school. And that's the end of this year's career as a standard 5 student. Now, I had just to see what obstacle lies ahead of me next year. 11 days left. We are all counting for that day. And my other friends had enjoyed this year and what's of holiday has to offer much. School is going to re-open, and Christmas is arriving.. If your in Europe, throwing snowballs..We students in Malaysia, however, are throwing books all around.
I wonder that if this Christmas, Santa Claus would give me 3 wishes, I would gladly spend them all. Maybe: 1) Get a Lifetime's Supply of Books.. 2) A Magical Pen which enhances everything! From drawing to writing.... 3) A Lucky Charm.. Maybe this may help you ace your UPSRs (tests..) with ease.

A person like me, typically do not like to go to school & I am the kind of person who opens a present to find out what's inside and not guess. That's right, I envy curiosity. I do not like to be guided and lead-over by, I want to lead. And for studies & information and stuff... I would rather buy books to enrich my mind with knowledge. My occupation of choice would be a self-impressionist, a successful perfectionist, a creative person: more likely to be a chef or an artist.

Christmas
Christmas, ah.. one of the many festivals that is familiar and most celebrated day in the world. My family doesn't actually celebrate it but believe me, I celebrate it.. Not with festive decorations, out of the world Santa costumes, expensive and luxurious presents but with a warm Christmas dinner plus with some classic Christmas songs together with some euro-dance music. What can be better than that?

Holidays, Enjoy them while you can.
Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas & a wonderful New Year.
Sp out,
Eating Bacon..

moments that i am going to add some words

i am going to add some words right here, right now:

first off, i wanted to say congrats to mr. barack obama for winning the presidential election & debate against mr.mccain. for some of you out there, it is true that some may like obama and some might like mccain. all we wanted to know that whether these puny politicians (oops, i mentioned 'puny') will be doing something or just sitting in their white house (or perhaps the black house if obama s' around) and doing nothing. that's for sure, aaron over here said that if there were some truth related to sarah palin's speech. we might probably say that mr.obama is a terrorist! yeah, change it from barack obama into 'baraka osama'. who knew that it might someday be true and by that time, we are all thanksgiving turkeys, wasting our time to vote. but i really, really.. hope that all things turn well. maybe raja petra can talk this out and whoa.. out of context.... kk, no more time for nonsense speech.


sp's out,
he is waiting for ambulance

THE holidays had finally arrived!

Thank god, I could finally escape from school in these few weeks (7 weeks approx.), go home, hit the air-conditioners and...relax!
But the worst part of the year-end holidays for standard 5 students is filled with pressure due to the massive-loads of homework given. Hard to say, next year we are standard 6 students. I couldn't possibly believe that in just a blink of an eye, your UPSR would be so damn close... in just less than 10 months, i am going to be a graduate. And that sucks, because going through your last year in school is somehow sad, because you lost a few friends whom may have gone to other schools and your best-buds as well.

Back to homeworks in the holidays: Homeworks to me are just like an unbreakable barrier .(because i had to depend on my feelings, if they are just neutral, i would do it ; instead, if my feelings turn wrong, i am severely-reluctant to doing these stuff) And of course, if you had read my blog before, you knew i had always liked to insert some real-life scenerios that happened (to me, obviously): One day, you were enjoying a nice summer holiday in a town together with your family. You guys had fun, scrumptious foods and 'deadly' desserts, and suddenly, your mobile phone rang the song of christmas. You picked it up 40 seconds later after you came out from the hotel sauna, and you were excited--.. the caller was your friend. Both of you had a nice talk and really enjoyed it until your friend had mentioned about homework and that he/she had finished it. You opened your mouth wide and gasped, re-calling that there's only a few days before school re-opens and you had never even touched your truckload of homework (which apparently, is at home..). If i were you, I would had already dessert (not food, gosh) my family in wonderland and zoom back home with a jeep if it takes to finish my homework. And when the school re-opens, you are carrying a heavy bag filled with benevolent books and on your face lurks a darkened-lazy gesture. Just at moment of time, your language teacher stalks into the classroom silently and yelled out that each student must pass-up their holiday homework. Disaster strucks! You had a few pages of homework left and because you fell-asleep while doing it last night, you 'last-minutely' finished your excericse books in that drawer of yours. And to make things worst, your teacher had already knew that you had not finished and passed up your holiday assignments and project. Well, that's the-end and a blacklist for you.

The reasons of why I wouldn't want to be a Senior Student next year is just that. In other terms, homework might seem terrible but way, your in the holiday season (homework season, jane describes) is still great, enjoy most of the time and finally, a reminder: do not forget to do your assignments, they are VERY IMPORTANT (if you wanted to get blacklisted, then just sleep through the whole winter holidays, homework turns into-nothing-ness!).



From your school pal,
Sp

Chp6: Preposterous Principals, Silly Secetaries and Tantrum-ed' Teachers pt3

Chp6:part 3-Preposterous Pr..

Simplified Introduction
I decided this post would be the conclusion of my chapter this time because i was squeezing my brain so hard for the next chapter 7. So, happy reading!

Principals, Secretaries and Teachers, you have already been to their coffee-polluted office and now it's time to ride a train (if there were any in your school)across the final few places in this school. First stop, the school hall. Everyday and every morning, we are always notified to stay there in the hall for some couple of minutes. In the morning, we go there for some silly warm-ups ; Whilst after recess(10 am), we go there for silly sit-downs. And ever since the old 'haggis' principal announced that there will be a night 'party' or some sort of major function during this Saturday night and everything had went 'John Travolta' plus almost everyone in the class had been wiped out' sadly because they participated in these "low-budget" events. Speaking of that sat. night, the worst part is that admittance is through tickets. And believe it or not, they cost RM20 for the 'lamest' blue ticket which only can allow you to sit and back-most seat. As for RM 300-500, I think that they will give you a V.I.P. seat and also a chance to cut the 'ribbons' (you know? silly bonfetti ribbons attached to a balloon and those guys hand you the 'scissors of glory'? ah..nevermind!). And the most expensive part of this event is that when someone (no more 7 i suppose) who donates more than RM1000-2000 (estimated amount, i never really cared about the price, but everyone knows it's a real pain in the pockets of yours!) will stand a chance to... sound the rusty old gong. If that was boring to you, let's skip into the band room and some of the dusty art,living rooms..etc. The band room, every student's worst nightmare (if you knew not to play your musical instruments)and mine of course. Here you will experience severe toturing(if that were true) and scolding from the band instructor which really WILL make you deaf.And his name, Mr. Lee (not that tough-deputy, ahem.). Enough talking about non-functionable tubas and saxophones, we jump forth to some of the remainding rooms where we will be able to end this chapter (once and for all.. *sigh*). Living rooms, Art & Speech and Drama room, that place is where a friend of mine, Nicholas got 'locked up' in by his speech and drama 'queen' (teacher). Practicing there wasn't fun either because that enviroment is NASTY! And the Art room, where Da Vinci paints his 'smoky' drawings and famous Mona 'Krissa' paints. (Sarcasm, that wasn't true)Ok, that art room was seriously full of 'lame' drawings which are nothing compared to Aarons'. But hey, I had only been there once and perhaps forgotten to proceed to see much more fascinating paintings. As for the remainding parts, you will see (artificial) body parts used to demonstrating horrible science.

Finally, I am very exhausted in typing these 3 parts and thanks to you, please excuse me, as I had to rest on my cosy bed and just say ta-da (if I were supposed to).
Read on for the next coming chapters: CrAzY ClAsSrOoMs!!!

Chp6: Preposterous Principals, Silly Secetaries and Tantrum-ed' Teachers pt2

Wowsers, i am back!
CHP 6: PREPOSTEROUS PRINCIPALS...ETC PT 2

So, i am now back at my desktop typing here. And where was i the last time we left off? Oh yeah, government subsidies. The Ministry of Education supports schools with approximately $10,000-20,000 per month(depends on what school is that, except for private schools). Ok, with $10,000/20,000 in the pocket and funds required per month .. Let's just say it's more than enough because usually here, our government helps schools to pay teachers. And best thing for them to be 'teachers' is because they get 'free' off medical charges and other supplementary equipments and tools just free from government facilities. But as for disadvantages, you always had to vote for BN. Ok, with principal and PIBG nonsense talked with, let's turn into the discipline and subject/class teachers. Let's see:

'Heroes' of the School (i dont expect a teacher to be a hero, unless that teacher is real good)
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Schools. You always know when therer are schools and tuition centres in this world, there is always a teacher. And to decide which one is good 'teacher' & which ones the bad 'teacher' (school version of good cop, bad cop). There was a 'legendary' discipline teacher in this school for 10 years until he was informed by the Ministry to work for their departments. By then, let's unveil his treacherous journeys: Mr Lee Zhi Hui is a teacher when he first got hired to this school by the former ex-principal and apparently his application was accepted. And here goes the bad part: Lee Zhi Hui was working his way in this school and unfortunately, he receives a call from the principal (former ok?) and thus granting him an up-rank which results him becoming our school's discipline teacher. Until this year, he has been a really-bad man, as proclaimed by our fellow students. And of when he became discipline teacher? That I wouldn't know so well because i wasn't at this school until 2004. But ok, his record included many bustings and whackings. And it was luck that he was hired now as vice-secetary of the school (phew,no more spankings for the meantime..). Until..~! His wife came by. Mrs. Lee, that's all we knew, became a 'queenpin' of the school. And now that Lee has retired his work as a secetary and onto becoming a successful (nope!!) deputee member of the M.o.E, Mr.Feng took his position into advancing to discipline teacher duty. Oh, i left out something about Mrs. Lee aka. Queen Kong. She and her son were the both bosses' of the school canteen (judging by her enormous body size and fat contained it). They would 'bully' students and 'force' them to eat somewhere else. When the principal mentioned that the school canteen is for public, fat luck, Queen Kong has kicked you out of your space and just barged in, whilst enjoying her 'lemak' soup. I had *also remembered that Mr.Feng (disciplinery teacher, ring a bell?) had said that if someone wanted to purchase food and drinks from the canteen, they had to line up. Not aware of the rules, Mrs. Lee and her son cuts queue and that 'primitive' act disgusts us all. Moral of the story today, discipline teachers and other 'bossy teachers' aren't friendly at all.

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Ok, i guessed that's all 40 minute blogging for me, time to publish this piece of hard-work.
Here ends the "Heroes of the School" paragraph, and a break for me to continue this chapter tommorrow.
STAY TUNED.

Sp off,
Tommorrow we meet again.

Chp6: Preposterous Principals, Silly Secetaries and Tantrum-ed' Teachers pt1.

chp6: preposterous principals, etc..
basic 'tools of trade' before heading into the teachers' quarters..
introduction: Imagine your now wearing your sweat soaked shoes and with your stinky clothes. You approached to the headquarters cautiously, avoiding the teacher to 'detect' you. Ok, boom~! Our teachers in this school are all about hygiene. But once they talk about hygiene and of their clean hands and hair, i am going to puke! And according to the thick book of boring' Student's ED rules book, you do accordingly to what it says, and there is proof: Each and every student must take care of one-self's hygiene (including clothes, shoes, hair, ties and also your nails). But as if i cared for that MUCH!! I myself talk hygiene and i really respect it, what makes me puke in that punchline before these long (b-boring) sentences is that the school doesn't really look 'hygenic' after all. I had still remember that day we band members went to SJK(C) Choong Wen and it looks far-more 'funded' and 'sophisticated' than our 100-year old school. And because that this introduction of mine was too long, i decided to chop it up:

Terrible funding business, the true and awful story of Chinese Schools in M'sia:
In Malaysia, we yellow-skinned people (chinese, and you'll know it)study in schools (dumb fact right?). But it's an eye opener (i.e: It's a fact that..)that our school principals and teachers plus some of the 'obese' guys and 'powerful' chairnen and members that always force us to donate loads of money per year. You see, we enroll in chinese schools, it's cheap, i know. But what costs the most in all of them will always be the funds and donations you had to give almost 'every' month! Think of a picture alright : If I had donated $100. And there are 1100+ students in this school. Take note that if $100 were the average number of money donated per student, how rich the PIBGs and CEOs in our school would be. Swimming in the sea of money. But here goes my suggestion: I am very curious of where the other bits of those money we donated went. And according to my 'short-term-ed' research I made for some few weeks, I had found out that they were not mostly used for teachers & worker's salary. Instead, they were used for useless and 'bombastic' (luxury items) items as i say.. which had most of all prooved no much use in our school. If there were a second explanation, i would use 'greediness' as a theory. We all had a very bad behavior and that includes 'greediness' and 'envy'(not this). I would think that the CEOs and fellow Chairman, Accountants, Deputy Members of the PIBG had used that 'injected' fund and stuffed regardly about 40% into their big fat pockets. And that explains when I saw the CEO 'feeding' on abalone that morning. (Seriously!) And as for the ending of this paragraph, we had known that some few 'brave' parents had fought out against 'donations' by complaining. My friend, Aaron, had his father went into the head-mistress' office and talked things out. Thing is, that his father actually composed a letter and was forwarded to all the fellow PIBG association members. And in that message, I read out that it was also true that the government funded them with money. But I think that it's always enough and perhaps with the donations, the money would be 'over-expanded'.

Woosh, gotta write a part 2 next time 'cause I gotta zoom. Stay Tuned.

To Be Concluded!

Chp5: P.E. and Hygiene

Chapter 5: Physical Education and Hygiene (Barf~!)

Physical education in my school is kinda of a jerk. Here's some excuses to protect my theory (At least it's still better than the uttering llama in my school singing the national anthem everyday)

Let's peek into that very troublesome crystal ball you see three nerds and forty one students in class. You were happily enjoying your new Marvel™ comic you bought last night in a shopping mall. Suddenly, in came your Physical Education teacher, ready to 'teach' you and let you 'play' around that session. Seriously, i feel nauseous everytime during that P.E. session, it was for the best because of that wreck old hag (principal? A hag, hah, that'll teach'em!)couldn't kept her 100-year old Kuen Cheng mouth (yes, that's my school and it's a 100 years old already, duh!) shut and by every time there are P.E. lessons, we couldn't enter the hall, which meant that i couldn't do i what like the most: badminton... Yes, badminton, and kinda say i didn't like basketball outside, as for the outdoors: they were'nt eviroment-friendly to good ol' badminton. Well, i tried rugby and football but times extremely short. Time, that is something i had forgotten to mention in the last few posts. In our school, co-curriculm activities are dominating our schedule, which includes Physical Education. In normal class sessions, the shortest among them were always P.E., in which time we enjoyed ourselves by then. If I were the Principal, I would be 'wise' enough to increase the time length of physical education classes and.. Wait, a minute, i had left off and skipped some few parts.. That's our daily early-morning (shenanigan) excercise, that was indeed true, our lame school principals and secertaries had all hired a 'negro or chinese fusion freak-show' to teach us this 'idiocracy dance of yinyang cowboys'. But as for the excericses, it got more out of hand and my friends were complaining it to be an 'insult' of falling in our knees and hands, more like ' praying' to that god-damn (oops)instructor.

Hygiene.. I will gladly invite you to survey the school's horrible 'faeces','urination' facilities and too the bubonic school canteen,plus.. in it contains your rodent-infested kitchen.
To tell you horrible truth, our school is somehow just like others... In what terms? Discipline (well, that might also be another accurate answer of course)? Nope. It's the hygiene factor!! First stop, we take a hideous peek in the nasty biled-up toilets. There was this one day i was going to the 'old toilets' (oh yeah, this incident happened 3-4 years ago) and saw these few doors damaged. And i was very displeased because i needed privacy for 'defacation' (scientific term for: you-know what). Once I flung opened the stained doors of the toilet, I had almost the grevious feeling of my life! Nasty bongs came out from the toilet and just the smell of a nice cow-dung would be. Yeuch! I ran out of the toilet and my stomach-ache was gone!A sheer scream i heard from the toilets after i left, who knew it was our 'favorite' chain-smoking (outrageous for a woman.) janitor, Mrs. Indian' (okay, we didn't know her name). Phew, i was glad i hadn't opened all the doors at once. Newsflash: Our Principal announced that the toilets were clogged up and not by massive amounts of 'chocolate cakes'(you know? the ones which are rock hard like the apollo snacks?Not the ones with chocolate cream.. Aiyah! Forget about it) but by junk food, candy wrappers, trash and must unsuspectedly.. underwears and handkerchiefs. ARGH!! our school is one hell-of-a garbage infestation centre. Meanwhile, in another side of the school stands the 'majestic' canteen and beside it, a large shed and a truck-loaded heap of trash. We cruise into the canteen, where food can be awfully 'delicious'. I went there to snack in some few snacks and rarely, some rice or noodles also some drinks. In this long stretch of time, i had never ever drank from a cup there and frequently use hygenic chopsticks. It was because by then i recalled of an event last time that 'tom and jerry' were actually in there and chasing around before.. But, you will get the point. Ouch! If disgusting recipes were not for the faint-hearted try eating food fried by using unhealthy labelled 'recycled-oil'. I would never eat those ever since i had some bad diarrhoea and food poisoning after eating a combination of Nasi Lemak + Fishcake.

The conclusion: I hoped that the government and the ministry of education would help us to relieve this troublesome issue and that someone will come to our school for health-risk checking. (But the ministry is somehow picky, it will take 10 more months for them to get to belfields and into our school.)

Sp got food poisoned!
Pen off <--(reminds you of something?)



Fatty: Yeah give me two chilly dogs from Kuen Cheng 1!

It's been a while...

HEHE
indeed, what a great time it had been. my sore fingers here are aching and especially when you haven't touched the pc for a while.

Exams are finally over, everyone can now rest peacefully at night without having to worry about test papers and papers made by chopping down innocent greens (trees, if you are an educated person).

Now that the exams are over, there is something more unfortunate on another side of mine. It is a relief that others can have the time to rest (especially std 6) whilst we had to prepare for next year's Major(!!!) Examination (UPSR). We stare by them playing and chasing (not to mention, lepak here and there), which wasn't that amusing for us. And just when you least expected, I am a band member and obviously i play an instrument..which... i wasn't good at and was always the band instructor's target. I would go for practice 5 days a week and in those 3 days i got scolded for every minor mistake and wrong toning. I dare say that the instructor must've forgotten to eat his daily health supplement (poor guy,can't afford that..BAH). Ok, things weren't that worst as the bombastic sentences go by, i do have my break (which i am dying for)and if i didn't have it, neither you or I would see anything in this blog. When I am free, i usually do something a minority of people who do in this world, my hobby includes badminton (well, malaysians love it), drawing and swimming (to tell you the truth, i always sink). Ok, enough of talking pigstys back in the sinking', and back to School Talk.

blogging is dangerous?

for average people whom only share their blogs with friends and family? that's ok? but if your someone famous throughout the web and accidentally mentioned something wrong, your in trouble. Check out some people who crashed their way into the headlines:
The trial that those people have been fined for abusing , false media were unnecessary if the blog owner could've at least tried to keep a low profile. Take a look at namewee, the infamous Malaysian 'rapper', destroyed his hard effort, which is his renowned song, " Negarakuku ". If someone whom is part of the government found that the media your spreading is abusive or excessive, you 'may' be famous (the bad terms of famous).


Keep it clean , Blog Clean
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活到老，学到老

introduction
whoever learns Chinese or Mandarin sure comes across this short term. It basically means (in direct translation), " Learn and live until you are old " to be specific.

First stop, we will start with the library...

chp 4: the library

The treasure box and 'mother load' of resourceful information. Turns up to be a living nightmare when you see teachers around with canes and will somehow scold you even if you did a little bit of mistake, i was lucky because i wasn't one of the library's slaves for heaven's sake. The rules of the library (in a more specific way): "you screw something up, your a dipshit". My friend was one of them, and basically one of the few librarians there was crow's enemy and perhaps the class's enemy. (Yeah, about that, i will be mentioning it after some time, trying to keep a low profile.) The 'Human Resource Councilwoman' (the principal, another book worm?)had invited and hired some non-worthy people to do the job, but it's still a risk to take because students don't like working there unless they want to lepak. Following, let's get on with the library and it's books. The books i read there were usually 'donated' by kind parents or some other kind people out there. Some were dreadfully old that the cover was about to be tore off, but seriously, the school dosen't mind these major problems. As for some other new books (whom which were not donated), are somehow cheap books. To be honest, i think they're from china or other cheap retails in M'sia. But as for some other 'expensive' encyclopedias, i am afraid the school are to cheapsake to let the students read it. Well, of course, i wasn't jealous, but just to spread out the words of some 'nerds'. I might as well continue, but i've got some other things to blog about. I think there might be a part two coming right up.

Next part is coming soon, someday..

sp off,
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time to get serious

introduction

You see, School is serious as everyone in this whole world knows unless your in some schools like Taman jaya or something, those are serious cases. Which includes 'gangsters' in there, perhaps a whole mob of nasty students. Next on, my school is just the same as everyone's (unless your in Taman jaya,blah blah).It has homework, less-outdoor activities (no swimming pools, :< ) and the worst of all, Extra Cocurriculm activities (school sucks, but take your time,you will yet to realise how difficult the soceity will be in the future someday). This is how education in M'sia works.

Like your parents (or even you dont have both, no offense)said, " Stay in School , Keep it Fun! " Obviously, i kept it cool and fun,.. but not for long. The strain of homework and exams put students in a horrible stressful state, especially those Standard 6 who were about to sit for their UPSR exams (too bad, with the exams over, the std. 6 are going crazy!-to be explained soon).
Ok, so if your school wasn't like that, you must be home schooling and stuff. Coming up next..

exams: the aftermath
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Of course, exams have their advantages and most of them are the disadvantages. Advantages are, : you may learn 'more' information, you may learn what level are you are currently. But as for disadvantages, i am not telling, for they are kinda filled up with horrible stuff. But i will tell you anyway. Ok, after the exams, everything changes completey. As you know, some engineers were working really hard on something (projects, big projects, not the ones you did in kindergarten). And after their excessive working hours, they tend to relax.. YES, relax.. But is it helpful to people( standard 6, again) after the exams.. No! As you know, angst ridden (or perhaps another symptom i presume?) kids (Std 6) usually behave abnormally due to their psychological changes and has something to do with the brain. (Never! You won't get nuts after this whole 'hominal change', don't get 'sentimental'!) And some students in my school never focus that well. Some kids like Guo Jun (i call him 'hopkins'), Taufik (not the indonesian badminton player, kk?) and some other of his 'blah' goons. They are very 'abnormal' as i say for none others in the school were as 'brave' and 'heroic' as them. Speaking of which, they 'play nice' and 'talk softly' to the teachers, but actually they did it the opposite way: they 'play rough' against teachers and speak rude languages and of course, they'd argued with teachers before.( Thank god, i wasn't one of them.) I had almost been staining my school record for some thing to do with home work. (no one likes them, unless your a nerd)I am usually the 'athletic' type of person, i dont focus on school work that hard and had never gotten an 'F' in my entire 'career' as a student. Well, you got to admit, being a student is hard, but gets harder when your older.

chp 3. home work

For your Information, i will be making this the final topic of this post, please dont be bothered to read this one. Thank you! (I was expecting a welcome, but nonetheless, nevermind.)

Let's see, i was one of the few students who had this 'pressure' on my back. Usually, home work dont come in kilograms but in metric tons! I don't really like homework, same as some others out there. And of course, passing up homework was a big problem as i am obssesively reluctant to. As for my group leader, she checks the handed-in books 'precisely', every single book. She is somehow bossy as i judge by her attitude. Sometimes, the teacher asks for who didn't do his/her's homework, this gives them a tight smack or just caning by the hand. It was just earlier this day someone got 'bagged' by our class teacher. My group leader is a homework 'eater' i dare say, sometimes homework goes in and *chuck* nothing came back to me. I was caned a few times but never got away with it. This might be one of the few 'curses' homework and projects ever did to me. Homework, sometimes there are tens or even fifteens of those, and worse of all, the assignment had to be passed up within a matter of days. Imagine having 20 subjects and a bag full of homework and assessment sheets, for a nerd, it might be heaven or hell for him but for every other normal students, this is some 'bundle of desperation'. The times when homework gets way lame or way-less, it's because the exams are coming or when the exams are over. I liked it when students are celebrating after the exams by helding parties in their houses or even clubs! But not for long, in some few months another exam will be coming. Even the holidays aren't enough. What's the point celebrating? Ok, ahem, back to the subject. Let's mention that homework is actually going to help you in your studies, but who needs them all when your already a grown-up and working as an occupation who dosen't even need those extra information. But heck! You need those, but not much, unless your a scientist who only learns 1+1 everyday. School is a 'concentration camp', but keep it cool, you will find something valuable and also feel if like a daily practice. Stay in School, do not lepak like the others!



hope this helps out all the other stressed out students,
sp out.

boring-ness

What can actually happen to you if you are bored?
You walk your house in circles, hoping to bang your head against the wall.
I am here sitting in front of the computer screen. I looked at it and it looked right back at me.
I typed a message on the keyboard and it pops right out here.

You can watch this if you are feeling a bit 无聊: nonsense

today

today is 16/9/08.
surely, malaysians must truly know what happened today during this day.

i thought of something

hmmm.. what should i write about next. Beats me, all of the other bloggers out there may also be suffering the same thing: how to make your blog turn into a novel...

Long or short, blogs as described by some others are just your way of expressing your self. But hardly, i gotta tell the truth, squeezing my brain juice is certainly not a healthy way of 'expressing myself'. But you gotta say, only if Confucius helped me out in this blog, he would say all kinds of stuff like: 弟子规, or whatever you call it.

I am a Malaysian, a proud one indeed.

But it's just something that messes up the community and that is the politics currently. No offense, i think the government might as well change his policies and deny all the stuff regarding about the 'bumiputra' and some other racism facts. But i have to 100% agree that this is the main fruit of every single curfew throughout the country. From UMNO to Crude Oil price inflations and nonsense subsidies. My goodness, these people know how to set up a party !

Just to escape all these havoc i'd better be in france 'painting politics' by now.

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embarrassing, writing an important note after posting a first contents.
Nonsense, ok, here are some IMPORTANT rules in MY BLOG, remember that now:

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final few words: as you can see, four rules.. it isn't a very hard task to just remember all these rules at once. Even you have dyslexia, just think Albert Einstein.
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PARENT'S NOTES:
First of all, this blog is clean, but if your child is sensitive to vulgar words, please read below:
please note that any words I write like: 'dipshit' or some other words you saw through this blog, should never been followed and talked by other kids or toddlers. You wouldn't like a toddler saying elephant dung in front of your speech do you?
And the purposes of this blog is (notes from the editorial): This blog i created was not intended to harm or spread out unnecessary propaganda nor racist. For all of you had noticed, this 'informative' blog is a way to teach and notify fellow young 'bloggers' about school and how cool it could be. And of course, I apologize for some nonsense, bad language (rarely seen) and copyrighted material (if there are some)and please feel free to complain to the owner.

copyrighted material and text, all rights are reserved. Sp694 (spstalk.blogspot.com) @2008

added: 04/11/2008
*important: contents and spoilers
sorry that i haven't got myself that organized yet, so here are the contents:

Chapter 1-3: randomness.
-The humble beginnings of my blog and some vital information before starting. <--wait, i had an error in this one. Chp 1-3: intro,exams and homework, thanks to Cousin Wei for checking.
Chapter 4: library
-In this chapter I will talk to you about library and some of those rude-mouthed staffs and nasty librarian nibblers.
Chapter 5: P.E. and Hygiene
-Fancy on how to dance in P.E. lessons and scold out loud to contaminated toilets in the school? Here's your topic.
Chapter 6: Preposterous Principals, Silly Secetaries and Tantrum-ed' Teachers pt1,2,3.
-Principals, Secetaries and Teachers, you named all of those stressed-out coffee makers.
Chapter -: The Holidays had arrived!<--holiday special
-Some tips for you before going to Oahu / Hawaii for this holiday's vacations.

...more yet to come

the first blog i ever created

WELL, i wasnt that much talented in the ways of blogging, but for spsake, here it is, my first site and first post i ever created :p ~!

first things first, i should perhaps start now..

let's see... my first post..
what the heck shall i say?

ok.. it all started when my friend crow (not Brandon Lee, mind you. But ah, yes, his name is Brandon. But for keeping something a secret i will only reveal his front name. Basically, 'crow' introduced me the world of blogging (which i had already knew it some time ago). Blogging, one shall always know not to talk and post tons of crap in there but hey, he did it.
there's always something to talk here and it's all about school (most of it). as you all might know, school is all about learning as i presume, but its not always fun and games as i presume again. think about the days during childhood, playing with a pinata, a ball and some toys made by your own. it was fun until 'someone' initialized some new set of rules. yes, rules, something which joker

stated as ' a non sensible way of living'. of course, laws and rules have their disadvantages and too some minor advantages. if you all had watched movies like v for vendetta or perhaps some movies about patriots and stuff, you will realise how terrible this soceity might be, it might be not today, not tomorrow but just someday.. someday in future...

sp out.