| | INTERNET EXPLORER, I WIN!By the way, before I begin, can I just say that Anakin is pretty darn badass? *droooooools* LOL. MWAHAHA. Izzy is using Microsoft Word to type this post, so no force on Earth could stop me now from losing this awesome piece of work for my lovely beloved Xanga.
Except for…. Er… a power failure, or I end up doing something incredibly beyond STUPID like accidentally press the little X in the corner and say no when they ask me to save. (I’ve actually done that a couple of times before, but that’s my absent-minded self for you).
Unfortunately, I cannot change the fact that yesterday I lost an amazing post that took me at least an HOUR AND A HALF to compose, and pore over and it even had NO typos whatsoever (my Xanga weblog thingie doesn’t have the spellchecker thing at hand for moi L) and I swear, it was almost done, and all I had to do was put in the youtube video of the day (which was going to be a Cantonese song by Joey Yung) then I could press POST… When suddenly………………………………… #)#(@&@)($&B)@ C&)_N@ C&UXB @(P&C)(@z!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, you obviously know what I got pissed about….
But in any case, I am using Microsoft Word. HAH! Take that, Internet Explorer! If it happens again, I just might actually break something……… Now, about that amazing post? No, I am not going to rewrite it, because for someone as birdbrained as I am, I sadly, cannot remember even a basic outline of what I wrote, and what I was planning to write. I can tell you however, that it was based on the title of “FATAL SCOPE: PART 2! – THE SCUD OF HORROR!”.
Simply put, my biology teacher had left the jar of algae in the classroom over the weekend, and yesterday we examined it again.
I cannot re-describe the GRUESOMENESS of which I witnessed that day, but I can tell you that over that eventful weekend, things in that jar, well…. EVOLVED.
You didn’t even need a microscope to see things. But enough about SCIENCE (this is what I think of your science --- *squishes textbook*!!!), it’s TUESDAY! And it’s not just Tuesday, but the Tuesday of a short week ( Friday has been called a day off for reasons unbeknownst to me). I plan to procrastinate as much as possible, and I can say that the teachers have been getting pretty LAZY recently. Hahaha…. That shall be easily taken advantage of by my lazy ass. Tomorrow, however, I have heard rumors of an upcoming pep rally.
What is a pep rally, my Malaysian friends ask? Well, I’m actually not quite sure myself. When I first got here, I was bewildered at the action that went on at the first one I attended --- er… was dragged into.
It’s not something for just a certain group in the school. Oh no, the whole SCHOOL must be involved in it. And it’s not like they have a choice. It’s absolutely compulsory for the entire student body to be dragged into this pointless event simply to watch an awkward ceremony for a certain sports team.
In my opinion, it’s completely selfish, because it is only related to sports, and does every single person in the school REALLY care about the tennis team? Sure, there are supporters, but why spend so much elaborate time preparing for a totally YAWWWWWWWN event that nobody except for school tennis team supporters really care about?
Some people tell me to suck it up, because at least we get to get out of class early. But honestly, I’d actually like to get out of class for a GOOD reason. Not to be dragged along with the crowd of 2000 some students into a crowded field to watch the obnoxious cheerleaders do a repetitive routine of shaking and jumping on the spot for an entire hour, while the jocks walk out one by one.
Meanwhile, I will probably be sitting on the bleachers, writing fanfictions in my notebook, like the nerdy otaku that I am, while being pummeled by a crowd.
Also, the marching band plays the SAME STUPID SHORT SONGS OVER AND OVER AGAIN. And they have played it at every pep rally, and form what I heard from the band teacher himself, the SAME SONGS THEY HAVE PLAYED FOR 5 YEARS. Do I want to go to a pep rally? No. It’s pointless, and boring and half the time, I don’t’ even realize that’s going on. It’s not even like a show. It’s just… there. But at a school such as this one, it’s not exactly easy to stir up some team spirit….. Anyway, I’m sick of ranting, so now I’ll do some RAMBLING… Is there a difference? Funny, I’ve always thought that “rambling” is positive, and “ranting” is negative….
Well, as I have mentioned before, my Mum somehow manages to fish out little treasures amongst the piles of hand-me-downs and antiques in yard sales. She’s got a great eye for those things, unlike me, who picks out the first piece of junk that I see without further examining it. It’s like she’s got an invisible magnet that automatically lets the good stuff gravitate towards her, for a killer price. And she actually remembered my selfish lamentations for an antique set of dolls, because I have a penchant for those type of things. (Call me strange, would you?).
She bought me one already, for those of you who remember my previous post a few weeks ago, about my newly acquired Lady Magdalia….
And now……… Something else has joined the ranks of my little shelf….. 
MEET LITTLE MIKO and her PANDA, PO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MIKO AND PO! WHEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!1 I LOVE YOU, MUM!!!!!!!!1
(by the way, for those of you wonder why I always write “Mum” instead of “Mom”, it’s because I’m kind of used to it, having attended a British system school for 9 years of my life. Sometimes, in math class, I even write the British pound sign instead of the dollar sign…). ISN’T IT CUTE?????!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s very well made too, and I wuv it wuv it wuv it! It now stands in an honorable place on my shelf above my dressing table…. Go Miko! Go Po!
(Lol. =p “Go Po”) Um…. I know I have a weird habit of giving people names of my own choice, because either I keep forgetting their name, or because I think the name they already have doesn’t suit them.
So I renamed everyone in my church youth group…. And a few people in my school… And I guess it’s kind of sticking. ^_^
I usually go by a gut feeling, and the first name that pops in my mind, and I quickly see if the name suits the person’s appearance.
Or I usually sift through a few names on a mental list that I think suit the person very well. Hence, I have named the guy in my church youth group, who’s real name is Jay, but I have renamed him Simone.
Simply because I think he is a girl in disguise.
What can I say? He likes the Chinese pop boyband, Fahrenheit as much as I do (without the swooning), and he’s got cute Naruto keychains hanging from his handphone. A total gal~ *huggles*
SHO SHWEEEEEEEEEEEET. XD Okay, now you all know my weird habit of naming things, and I’m running out of stuff to talk about, and it’s getting late too….
So I guess that means that I’m going to end this post now. HAH, INTERNET EXPLORER. =P Nightynight~ PS: ANAKIN ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O.O ************************************************************************* | You Are Cheerios |  Like other Cheerios eaters, you want to be a responsible adult.
But you can't help but still be a kid at heart!
You try to make good decisions. You're a clean cut, conscientious person.
You're the type of person who would never skip breakfast.
Part of you thinks that breakfast is too important to miss...
But a bigger part of you knows it's too fun to miss! |
| What's Important to You... And What Isn't: |  For you, entertainment is usually your number one priority.
You find getting things done to be incredibly stressful. You don't like having things to do.
Your most important priorities get your attention. You are happily able to let the less important things slide.
You want thinking to be a high priority, but you don't take enough time for yourself. |
| You Sometimes Don't Get Enough Sleep |  You're often more tired than you'd like, and you're probably not getting enough quality sleep.
Sleeping a little more could make you a lot more energetic and happy.
Try having a bedtime, keep your bedroom cool, and only eat fruit before bed. |
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