~LiFe’S bReAtH~

Ooo yay! Holidays! Guess what i’ve been doing since monday? This may sound pretty lame… On monday, i went to the centre. (Ps: Its a daycare centre opened by my mum n some partners, in case u dont know.) Uh, i can’t remember what i did on monday. But it was fairly ok. On tuesday… ah…thats when the fun began. See, Jason (this fella who works at the centre) n i were pretty bored during naptime coz most of the kids were asleep. So we were moping around the office when i came across an old hard disc. It was spoilt la. Then……(evil chuckle) we brought out the tool box and smashed it to its eternal doom! MUAHAHAHA….. Nuts. No. We didn’t do that. It began innocently with me unscrewing a screw and wondering out loud what was inside. Then we pried out the metal protector thingy. Not much difference cos it still looked very much the same. And then, I tried unscrewing the tiny bolt-screw thingies but it wouldn’t grip to screwdriver. Jason said it was a permanent thingy…i cant remember what but anyway, it wasn’t meant to be opened. But we carefully pried it away bit by bit with the bolts still attached. Soon there were peepholes! The inside was surrounded by a rubber-band-thing which we pulled out with a paper clip… Whoa….hold it. I’m talking about…about…. WHat on earth am i talking about??? Either i’m really demented or….i’m really demented. I’m talking about taking apart a hard disc…? Or hard drive…whatever u call it… Whoa. thats plain freakaboo.

But dash it all! It was fun! We finally hammered at the bolts and popped it with the…the…"kaku kambing" part of the hammer. N the inside is honestly cool!! I don’t know how to describe it . Want to find out? Smash ur own…. =)

Then i had Vanilla coke!!! Its lovely… I don’t really like coca cola. But Vanilla coke is simply wonderful! Silly isn’t it? Just half a bottle and i’m deliriously happy. Well whatever disease u think i’ve caught, i don’t care. Think i’m nuts, mad, insane, detached, gaga… Whateva! I really enjoyed myself.

Then today, was day 1 of the RTTOT. How was it ah…? Mmm… A little lonely coz i didn’t really hv anyone to talk to. But oh well. The important part isn’t talking is it? Its the reading. But it really bothers me you know? Not having a real friend there. Feels a lil hypocritic. Can’t explain why. ANYWAY….. The reading part was alright in the begining. Sleepy. And ok, slightly boring but nevertheless good. I guess… But sometime towards the end at Exodus, i started to get a bit agitated. Coz everything was being repeated! Especially the part about how God gave plans for His tabernacle. 300 cubits…blah blah cubits cubits…. Blue, purple and scarlet threads of woven fine linen…. The ephod…The breastplate….Aaron and his sons….Boards made of acacia wood….goat hair….consecrate…sanctify…. Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!!!!! Drove me mad!! I wish they’d jz say ‘And the children of God did exactly as the Lord told them to. And He blessed them mightily and was pleased.’ That would sound so much nicer… And shorter. But all in all. It was a good time spent… Looking fwd for tomorrow. Not entirely enthusiastic…BUT still looking fwd to it. Get what i mean?…

Anyway. I’m going to go chat now.

so long freaky darlings…

Mid year exams ended today… Oh yeah… Teachers Day will be celebrated tmr but i feel like skipping. Sorry, but i just don’t feel part of it… PESS, i mean. Think i ever will? I don’t know, seriously. The teachers there are cold! Downright frigid! It makes me wonder sometimes, whats important to them as educators. Ok, maybe i’m being a bit general. I’m long winded, let me get to the point. I’m in Zamrud class (tell me abt it, sucky name…I KNOOOWW…!!) And by reputation, "zamrud girls" as we’re called are… How do i put this… The worst? Teachers tread over us. On my first day at school, my MORAL teacher told us, "You’re all going to fail for blah blah subjects. Expect to fail…" How motivating. But one thing that ticks me off the most is how the school cares so much for their "image". Its so….i can’t even find a word for it. In Stella Maris, when a student got real bad at a subject, teachers would threaten to forbid him/her to take that particular subject so that it won’t affect thier overall studies. At PESS, thay do the same thing, only that its not a threat. They really do it. And they don’t do it coz they worry the student will do badly for other subjects. Oh no, they do it cos if we fail tht subject in a government exam like PMR or SPM, we pull down the school’s overall percentage of students who pass. Bird feathers… Thats really crappy. Sigh. Am i starting to sound like a whiney old woman? Lets talk about something else… before i grow a beard as well…

Ooo.. Holiday for two blithey weeks. What on earth am i going to do…? I’d love to go out!! Watch movies…drool… I love movies. Love fast food. Love sitting with friends n listening to them but not really saying anything. Mm…. That’ll be so great. Problem is… I hv no one to go out with. I dont think i want to go out with the pests, they wont ask me out either. SM friends are living too far. Church friends… Dunno leh. Feels a lil hard to mix with them sometimes. Like i can’t really fit anywhere. Its weird feeling.

I’m getting shleepy. Can’t think… Yawn…

Gnite my freaky darling… Whoever u are.

Zzzz…………