Friday;

Mathematics, Ms See kick-started the class today with an unusual question. "How do I look today? What's different today?" I guessed it was her glasses, she wore contact lenses today. But no one answered her, so she told the class that it was the absence of her glasses that made her look different today. She told us, her former students was going to bring her out for lunch today, so she wanted to look better, by wearing contact lense. After a short chat about her former students and the overall performance in Mathematics for A2, she started with Intergration. I'm glad  Differentiation is over now!!!

During my break, I filled in my University application form. I'm not revealling which University I'm applying to yet. Because, if I don't get, it's kinda embarassing. Then, a lady approached me, saying it was some Garnier Talent Search something, They took few shots of me, and gave me a goody bag. Apparently it was for some booklet of theirs. haha.

After break, was GP, the subject I dread most now, not only me, most of my friends too now. We were ask to do an essay, free topic. I have no idea what to say. I simply crapped. I'll be happy if I pass. Carynn and I we were like hintint and tempting each other to write "True Colours of Joy" and "Wolf under the sheep's coat" story. Haha, our secret la =X I got back my essays, after one and a half month. My traditional family essay, the one which I took four hours to do I earned an B, 65 marks and another one, benefits of technology earned me a 62, C. Saddening. Sometimes, I find her marking rather biased. Her points and opinions, are right, while she disagree a big portion of what I wrote. Bah. No point talking to a 52 year old. She has eaten more salt than I have eaten rice, a chinese proverb that explains about experience. I hate my language =X

I feel so sick of this.

Good news is, (tentatively) I'm not selected for NATIONAL SERVICE...Weeee!

Bad news is, I flunk my Grade 8 Piano, as expected. I took 2 months to learn the whole sylabus. expected to fail anyway. others take a year at least to learn, i took 2 months. bingo, at least it's my first time failing grade 8. never really enjoy piano anyway.

watched nightmare detective today. supposingly a horror movie. but i somehow burst the silence of the whole theater by laughing out so loud. my friends, jyesze and hsueh li started laughing too. there was only about 18 ppl in the theater. 10 of us are from sunway. 4 from A Levels, me, jyesze, hsueh li and anne marie. and the rest, tan yang and his friends from Cat. cool eh? haha. coincidentally tan yang sat beside jyesze! haha..

feeling abit dull now. dad asked me to apply to exeter, bristol, southampton, LSE and one more la. hehe. my choices are all different now. after finding out some universities in uk is not recognize by bar council malaysia. ah. lame la.

oh. i have read finish harry potter & deathly hallows. good book..

crap. i feel so crap.

My O2 XDA is perfectly fine!!!!

My suey-ness is slowly departing from me, after clinging on me for eight years. The new people I meet nowadays are kinder, and more truthful. I no longer emit that "hateful aura" to people, I think I'm quite well liked nowadays! Although there are still hicoughs here and there, I'm glad that I'm happier each day now.

The best of all, my new handphone now it's 5 weeks old, when it was only 17 days old, it was "drowned". I'd my O2 Xda inside a small bag, in my sling bag. Inside my sling bag, I'd my 900ml tumbler. I'd always been putting my water tumbler and my phone, wallet all together inside. One unluckday day in mid July, I was very distracted over some issue, and the next day at college, I fell asleep during Maths class. My sling bag was at my lap. It fell. And instantly, I became 'awake'. To my horror, my new O2 Xda was drowned inside my water-proof sling bag. Immediately, I picked up my phone, left it on the table, took out the battery, and memory card. It was already too late. The whole 2.5 inch screen was flooded with water, but the lights were still on. Thank Goodness, Jyesze was there to help me to clear the mess. I'd to take out everything from my bag, and went out to pour the water into the drain. This happened around 9.50, during Maths class. I immediately phoned Mom, asking her to pick me up at ten, during my break. I went home, blew dry my phone, and other papers, patiently with a hair dryer. It was of no use. I could not get rid of the water in my phone. Surprisingly, I was not even unhappy, as I have already digested the fact that I'm one of the most unlucky person in Bandar Sunway. (This is a normative statement! Haha)

At 11.35 when I went back to college, I met my friend Aman and his friend Atrash. Told them about what happened. Atrash (I hope I get this right) gave me a good tip; which is to put my phone inside the rice jar, for at least 3 days, till it dries. My mom had told me this, but I wasn't convinced. After the guys told me that they'd tried it, I was convinced.

I left my phone and my battery inside the rice jar, wrapped in a hankerchief. A week later, there was only the size of a ten cent coin on my LCD. However, the dehydrating process slown down as there was no rice left in the rice jar. I took my phone out, and left it inside a box filled with packets of Sillica gel. Within the next two days, the patch of dampness was only the size of say 0.5 mm in diameter? Then the sillica gel was no longer working. Then, as mom had replenished the rice jar, I again, put my phone inside. Determined to dehydrate the moisture out! After 5 days, I took out, there was still a small mark. I was already slightly impatient.

 I waited till at night, then I braved myself to insert the battery onto my O2 Xda. I prayed to my phone, I know it's riddiculous, but I was really afraid that it couldn't work. If it was spoilt, I don't think I will get scolding, as dad paid for my phone. Dad is a less grumpy person. But, I know for sure, I will not get another new handset of my own choice. Then, it will be like what Mrs Kok equate, "Phone = Toy", I'm still agitated over her statement. Because, I treat my phone like my treasure. My hand was trembling when I held the battery up. I murmured to myself, trying to coax myself to accept the truth, if Xda died off due to my carelessness.

When the battery was positioned, I turned on the screen. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks when I saw the O2's trade mark oxygen-bubble-lookalike thing floating around the start up screen. I wasthen still praying, hoping that my phone won't explore, and still workable. After the startup message, I tried sms-ing, using the Windows Media Player, experimenting the Bluetooth, camera and etc. My heart leapt with joy when it is working like previously. The only difference is, there's a lot of dust beneath my screen protector. I did not stick it well. Immediately I called up Ian, and thank my friend for convincing that the conventional method works.

It was a good happy day =D

So many things happen recently. My newly bought O2 Xda Atom, it only served me 16 days before it was drowned in my bag flooded with 900ml water. It's still inside the rice jar, to dehydrate the water off!, IT has been there for nearly three weeks. I wasn't exactly mad or agitated, there's no one to blame, it was my fault for being reckless. Of course, if I think of it, there is someone to blame, for causing me to be so reckless, tired and emotionally disturbed. Well, coincidentally, his O2 Xda Atom was spoilt recently, but at least it has served him for four months. Now he is looking for N95. Some people are born lucky, if my O2 Xda Atom cannot be saved, I would have to bear with my defective Motorola e398. I do not blame anyone now, I had to accept my fate as, I never really considered myself lucky. Whenever buying something new that I like, it will never last. For example, when I first bought my jeans, I tripped and fell (for the first time I fell) at Taipan, causing my jeans to tear. I first handphone, E398 was a very defective set. I never had a peaceful good sleep. At a tender age of 15, I'd been suffering from insomnia, resulting me to take medication then at form 4, after not sleeping for over a month. Even when I get to sleep nowadays, I do not get quality sleep. At times, after sleeping, I wake up more tired than before going to bed. I should cut that nostalgic story of mine now. Haihyoh, can't show off my phone =p

Went to Melaka town last weekend, it was raining non stop. I wonder why everything I go to Melaka, it will rain for the whole trip. The food in Melaka rox!

Work has been overloading for the pass two weeks, resulting me to be so occupied. I had Moral assignment and personal statements to do. My personal statements, had to read through and did many researches. Felt belittle by my GP lecturer with her harshness. Nowadays I dread GP! Listening to my biased lecturer is dreadful. Shall not elaborate further, if I do, I would be expressing my angst.

I did something charitable today. Together with my Moral Studies group of 12, we went to an orphanage called Rumah Charis. It was my first visit to an orphanage. This orphanage was situated at the hilltop of Taman Tan Yew Lai, OUG, Jalan Puchong Kuala Lumpur. See how misleading it is! Anyways, this orphanage home is a beautiful mansion, sized 17000 sq ft! Huge right? It caters for underprivillege children whose parents are drug addicts, convicts and single parent, or even orphanage. Youngest kid was 3, oldest 21 staying there. We did a 2 hours community service. The tougest part was communication. Firstly, it was language barrier. Most of us cannot speak Mandrin well, therefore, we left the talkings to Jyesze and Anne-Marie. Controlling the children was a challenge. Some were really excited, they were simply over-hyper active. Perhaps, I, being a ratehr unpatient person find that kids are hard to handle... haha, But, in short, this visit was a fun-filled fruitful trip. We went with three cars. Jyesze, Nicholas and Kean Joe drove. Nicholas drove his BMW X3 there. And lucky me, I'd a chance to hitch a ride there with X3. I'm privillege =D For a person who fancy cars, it was certainly great opportunity to experience the luxury of a BMW.

Everytime, I go to somewhere classy, like KLCC, Avenue K, high class hotels like Mandrin Oriental, or sit luxurious cars, I'm inspired to study., Strange eh? So...I'll going off now =D

Most importantly

I can officially drive now!

here are some pics

Some gifts we prepare for the children


Us posing for our report. I wonder where the light greenish blue bag of nametags went after we posed.


Another shot of posers.

You don't need to blink twice, Nicholas drove his BMW X3.


Car booth filled with food we donated


Jyesze's car booth. I forgot to take a pciture of Kean Joe's booth.


All gear up for the visit to Rumah Charis. I guess, X3 is today's hot topic. Unavoidable. I love BMwS.

Reached Rumah Charis around 9.25 am!

Breifing session.


Getting to know them, took charged by Anne-Marie and Jyesze.


Us blowing the balloons, which was supposingly used for the Ice-Breaker game!

Kean Joe entertaining the boy


Us all.


our master piece

Saturday , 30th June
It was a hectic long day. Kick started my day around 7.30 morning, and my driving branch manager fetched me from home at 8.00 morning. Reached Metro Academy at Kampung Subang around 8.30 morning and commenced my usual boring lesson with another instructor, which I claimed to be better than my previous ones. My lesson ended around 10.35 morning, and waited till 11.00 morning to be sent home. I was in a rush. Reach home approximately 11.25 morning, and had to immediately settle some very important, a matter of my future's doccumentation with my parents. Around 11.35 morning, I took a short bath, and dressed up. My plan to use my newly bought dabbed on eye shadow had to be forgotten. There's simply not enough time to dress up as Ian was to pick me at 11.45 morning. Left my face bare without make up, lip gloss, and exposing my mushrooming pimples! Well, Malaysian timing, Ian picked me up at 11.55, and headed to Nikko Hotel, Jalan Ampang, Kuala Lumpur to celebrate is 18th birthday. The journey took about half an hour. We used the SMART tunnel. Nothing really cool, like described in the newspaper! The buffet at Nikko, was rather disappointing. Lack of varieties and specialties. I prefer Hilton's and Sunway's Hi Tea buffet, though I went there so many times. Nevertheless, the ambience was luxurious. I saw Ian's mom carrying an Louis Vuitton bag. Cool eh? Kinda felt intimidated. Everyone was carrying branded things, a stress I endure when hanging out with my SU-good friends. Chern Hwei bought a new Guess handbag, while Ching Mei was using her usual Guess paired with her Rm2000+ CYMA watch. Well, Ian like usual, equipped with brands all over, Tissot watch and all. I feel poor. Jessica is another rich kid! Yeah, being a green eyed monster, that was why I purchased a PDA, instead of a phone. To be on par with them. At least, my phone's the coolest now :) Of course, I would have to use this phone for at least 3 years! Ian's mom sarcastically told me that handphones are like toys for children this days. I feel offended as Ian and I we're using the same phone. Offensive statement. After the buffet trivia, we walked to KLCC, where I pokai in front of MCA building. Luckily I didn't tear my Tommy HIlfiger. I have already torn my jeans at Oldtown Kopitiam when I pokai at the slope. Haih, I'm not as lucky as Jessica, she's got her boy friend to hold her tight and safely. Wandered at KLCC for 2 hours plus. Roxy had great bargain. But I was broke, Thanks to the hefty priced present I paid for. Took LRT back home to Kelana Jaya, and then Ian drove me home. Then, my family went to Kelana Jaya for dinner! Aiyoh. Ended the day with eating durians. 

1 July, Sunday
Passed my pre-test, easily. But the waiting period was horribly long. Boring! I nearly fell asleep so many times! Performed so much better than my usual lessons. Changed from gear 2 to three, smoothly. I was so relaxed. My bukit was okay, took few seconds to go over it. Parking I took a minute, and three point turn less than a minute. Was confident that I could pass my JPJ driving test at one go.

2 July, Monday
Was a sickening day. Hate to be reminded about the incident that made me so pathetic today. IT's just super agitating when memories of how I'm forced to be my brothers' free labour- doing their art work or kemahiran hidup projects. Forced to spent an hour drawing Adam's Merdeka Project. It's so irritationg when they expect me to do soemthing for them so last minute, I'd test the next day. Sucks. GOt scoldings from mom, claiming that my partial deafness is not caused by Ivan. Right. Whatever. nasib perempuan.

3  July, Tuesday
Planned to ponteng General Paper class. For the first time I wanted to ponteng, and the plan failed. Hsueh Li messaged me, asking me to enter the class immediately as someone saw me in college. I thought it was Adeline who backstabbed me, but it wasn't, THANKFULLY. Wouldn't want to experience those terrible times then. But, I really felt bad of having ill feelings towards her at that point of time. It was Tasha who told Ms Joy about my presence, when Ms Joy asked about me. Ms Joy questioned me! OMG. There were about 5 others who came at 9.00 am, and she acted as if she didn't see them. My crappy reason was, I lost my maths text book in the library and had to claim for it. Rite.

5 July, Thursday
Driving test day. We were all separated into different groups, with colour names like Hijau, Kuning and Putih. Whites are for the resits, and I was arranged into Green. Green group, we were suppose to do our slope, parking and three point turn. Guess what? I was conned :) I managed to peak the slope. And, the JPJ lady confusingly signalled me to reversed back. When I smartly but hessitatingly did, I failed =D I pass on the road. Though the friendly nice jpj lady told me my face expressed signs of nervousness.

7 July, Saturday

My initial plan was to wake up at 9.00 a.m. however like usual I went back to sleep after my alarm went off. Then at around ten, something literary made me 'jump out from bed'. After doing my usual routine, I saw my small brother, surprisingly he was awake and was playing the computer. No one was at home then. I read the newspaper till 11.05 a.m. only having to realised that I have to go out at 11.30 a.m.. Immediately I showered and got ready. I was pretty indecisive on what to wear today, that was why I ended up wearing one of my favourite top which Emilia bought me two years ago. I left my house around 11.32 a.m. and my mom dropped me at Sunway Metro, and I'd to walk to Sunway Pyramid. GOSH, there were so many cars, it was so hard for me to cross the road. Luckily the security guard helped to direct the traffic! I was feeling insecure, I was having RM 260 bucks with me!

Reached Pizza Hut about 11.48 a.m. Wasn't that late too, of course-la, Malaysian Timing. We ordered 3 set of Anniversary 6 meal, that means we had 6 pitcher of Coke, 3 Large and 3 Regular pizza with 18 bowls of soup! There was so many pizza left, and we'd to ask the waiter to help us to pack into a doggy bag. Not sure who took back what. The juniors and seniors sat in two rows, so that we could face to each other and SOCIALIZE. Only four seniors turn up today. They are, Aman, Marzuki, Rin and Whit Ni. It took us about an hour an a half to eat our lunch. After that, we went split ways. Some went home. I tagged along the seniors after lunch. Aman and I went for "baby t-shirt" hunting at World of Cartoons. I bought a baby t-shirt for 0 months old baby! This is meant to be a prank. Thanks to Aman's brilliant idea, I do not need to crack my head on what to buy for my friend.

After that, we went to play bowling. Before that we went to Sox World and bought ourselves socks. I bought a chilli red sock. I wanted to buy a Burberry-printed sock, but it was abit too pricey for something I won't wear it so often. So, I got myself the red one so that I can match it with my Red Nike shoe. A moment of embarassment for me! Well, I went just for the fun of it. But of course, I get the last place. Wei Seng and Si Wei came to watch us too. After that, we  loafed arounf for about half an hour then, Aman sent me home. I begin to like Satria Neo. The interior is very well designed, I like the blue illumination and the steering. The buttons were perfectly positioned! Cool :)

At around four something, Dad brought me to Digital Mall, PJ, to buy my new O2 XDA Atom. He paid for it! Oh yes, I do not need to fork out my own money. Actually, after seeing the HTC Touch Pda, I was actually more keen to buy a HTC instead of a O2. But before that I'd criticize too much about 'Dough-pot' erm, I mean Dopod. And daddy said he was not going to pay if I buy HTC, and would have to come out with Rm 2140 myself! Noway, so I chose O2 over HTC., Actually, other than its sleek design, O2 is as good as HTC. Oh yes, currently, I'm using the same phone as Ian! Haha! I can learn how to manipulate his phone now! Cool. It's so cool to buy with my dad, at least my mom won't give so much comment on my decision!

Here are some of the pictures I took today =)

Ever since my Channel 30 Chinese  Drama ended few days ago, I have nothing to be occupy myself with, since the new drama Trimming Success doesn't seem to interest me. Well, Kevin Cheng, the main actor is attractive, however there are no pretty actress and interesting dialogues in that show. So, I'd confined myself in this study room, not to knock some knowledge regarding Economics or to work my brains off calculating Mathematics but instead, I did my so-called online reseach for another of my General Paper Assignment and to write my essay. Due to some distractions, I spent a straggling four hours to complete my 677 words essay.  Since it's my 'full with blood and sweat' piece of work, I shall pen it down here. Afterall, I need to waste some time now, as I'm dead bored home alone.

The question is: Does the traditional family have a future?

A family consists of a domestic group of people typically affliated by birth, marriage or relationships including domestic partnership and adoption. Traditionally, a family is a unit consisting of a married couple with children, where the husband is the sole breadwinner of the family while the wife stays home to care after the children and keep the home at tip-top condition. These were the common ways of life which we have been adhereing to for a long. However, based on statistics, the traditional family accounts only five percent of American household. Due to major social and culture revolution in most part of the world in the recent decades, the traditional family is disappearing.

Before a group of rebel led by students revolt against sexual injustice and oppression against women in the 1960's, women were confined to their homes. After that, women have not only joined the working labour force but also became highly educated and capable in all fields including businesses and politics. As a result from that, women are sharing roles with their husband in the working society to support their family financially. Resulting from this, time spent with children are lesser as the work place occupies a hearty portion of one's time.

In the hustle bustle of a city, one's lifestyle is definitely more hectic and stressful. This is because there is stiff competition in work place. To excel in the highly sought after and 'glamourous' corporate world, one have to outdo another competitor by working longer hours. In the course of climbing the corporate ladder, some members of a family, which incluses a parent or child might not even return home for dinner with his or her family. Even if they do return home for dinner, these busy working people do not spend quality time with their family as they will be mentally occupied with work on hand from office. *This point sucks*

Apart from that, different level of education and income will aslso tear apart a traditional family. For example, the writer's neighbour *yea rite* have five children. Out of the five children, four are uneducated and not doing well financially. On the contrary, one of them is a famous doctor in town. Resulting from this, the four siblings suffers communication breakdown with their 'doctor' sibling as their ideas and perception of things differ.

The question 'does the traditional family have a future?' is also affected by people's mentality and attitude towards morality. The sexual behaviors of teenagers and young adults changed considerably/significantly  *still thinking which sounds better* over the recent decade. Some youngsters do not seem to care about virginity and the implications of premarital sex. The increase of premarital pregnancies has led to many social problems. This unhealthy activity is definitely not the holy characteristic of a traditional family. The social problems that could happen includes early marriages and divorces. The exam for early marriages and divorces is Britney Spears. She was married twice while still 24 years old and her first marriage only lasted 52 hours. Other implications include broken family and abandoning infant which was borned out of premarital pregnancies. *took an hour to think of this*

One last point is, traditional family face attacks from the media. Many tabloids have reported that some artists do not have close relationship or not in good terms with their family members. For example, Lindsay Lohan is constantly telling the world about her ill relationship with her father while Eminem only raps about his angst towards his wife. Popstarts play a significant role in showing good examples as they have big influence towards their young fans. In addition to that, the widespread of negative elements in the internet such as pornography also corrupts young minds. These negative elements only contribute in today's decline in trational family values.

If these problems continue to threaten the society, it is very hard for a traditional family to have a future. Problems like hectic lifestyle, materialistic attitude, decline in society's mentality and morality as well as attacks from media will only cause a further dramatic decline in percentage of traditional families, To prevent this from happenning, we must play out roles by practicing what a traditional family does at home. We must start from the simplest such as addressing the elders by proper greeeting and having dinner together everyday.      Everyone in the world should accept the fact that blood is thicker than water and traditional family values should perpetuate down  to future generations.

----The End----

Yesterday, all of us skipped mentor mentee. Ms teh questioned us today. I'd to admit it was indeed very rude of us for not having the courtesy to inform her that nobody was going for mentor-mentee.

I went to Subang Parade yesterday, to hunt for my phone. I have decided to buy myself an O2 Xda Atom, same as Ian's one. However, the price of that phone at Subang Parade was unreasonably higher than the market price. I was introduced to a new PDA phone called HTC touch. The name sounds lame, however, this company is the manufacturer of O2 and Dopod phone. HTC bought over Dopod too, from next month onwards, Dopod will dropped that ug-ge-ly name and will carry the name HTC. Well, the name didn't really appeal to me, but the looks of the phone! GOSH. It's one cm shorther than Razr, and 28 grams lighter than Razr! I just ladore the size of it, as well as the clear 2.8inch screen. The functions are more or less like O2 Xda Atom, only thing is, it's operating under Windows Mobile 6. As the phone is only released 3 days ago here, I'd better wait for a while before buying it. Who knows the first batch of phones are defective? Aurelia is always unlucky. She might buy another devastating defective phone! ;p