Gahh I'm so full. I never thought I would like pasta or anything related to it. Italian food to me are just...blergh. Well except pizza. But on a second thought, I don't really like pizza that much either.

Hmm..

Yep, so my mom made pasta today. She says we needed a change. Pfft, thats a total cover up for 'I-Have-No-Idea-What-To-Cook'. The only thing is now, I think I've just realised that I ate too much. My head's all heavy and I feel so effing sleepy and its only 4 minutes to 8pm.

Gosh, blame me for being so effing hungry!

Anyway yesterday, some teacher came into our class and asked if we wanted to go to SMK La Salle for some anti crime campaign. Ay first everyone were like 'No thanks. Maybe some other time.' But after finding out that we'll be missing two periods of Physics and two periods of Add Maths and well, basically miss the whole day of school everyone were like 'I'm in. Count me in. I'm so going!.'

So thats what we did today, went to SMK La Salle. It was already raining upon arrival. Then, all of us were ushered to the hall. The school was quite dimmed. Reminded me a lot of prisons. The hall was painted dark peach and green.

I know, WTF right.

To tell you the truth, it was a boring trip. I should've like skip school and stayed at home instead. We didn't learn anything today. The only thing I did that was partly interesting was going back and forth taking free cups of Milo and Vico. The school wasn't that great either. Yes, I'm dissing the school. So what? The kids were rude, the boys need to get laid and the school needs to get a better sound system.

Oh yeah, and repaint the building too.

Ok, so I have issues with the school, sue me!

And getting home was not very smooth either with Jonathan singing '100 Beers Bottles On The Wall' with his fake pre-pubescent voice.

I'm so not in the mood right now. Don't know why I even bothered to update.

Today started off with a special assembly about the launch of this thing called the 'Soccerthon'. We were made to wait for the special guest to come before starting the assembly. Being the true Malaysian that this person is, he was late by almost 20 minutes.

So, Soccerthon'a aim is to collect money for the school, basically. They're planning to extend the walkways from the front gate until the back gate which I thought was waaay cool because come on, walkways are like the best. Other than that, they're also planning to install four extra fans in each classroom saying its way easier to maintain fans than air conditioners. Of course, when the leader of our PIBG body was telling us how important it was for us to collect as much as we can, we were like.."Oh, they're using us again." He then later noticed our lack of ethusiasm and stated that, during last year's 'Walkathon' the school managed to abolish the toiltets and make new ones and now, our school has one of the most cleanest toiltes in the country.

...........err okay.

Anyway, the prizes that they're giving to the highest contributor are so bloody awesome. FYI, all the prizes are imported from Germany which at first didn't really excite us because the prizes on stage looked more like those sold in Petaling Street. But when the teacher explained what it really was, lets just say for once I may actually put an effort into collecting money.

First prize : Medallions from 10 countries who were winners from the last 10 World Cup [Limited Edition=I really really want]

Second Prize :An official mini ball from FIFA and buffet for two in Shang Ri La hotel. [Not bad]

Third Prize :A FIFA notebook and two concert tickets to a concert of your choice. In KL of course. [Throw in some backstage passes=This prize would've not sucked so much.]

After that we had English, which we didn't really study because there was only like 10 minutes left. We had PE coming, and I changed this time since Mrs E promised to let us play softball. Anyway, Mrs E aim for today was to kill me with the ball. I had to catch the ball with this 'weird-looking-hand-crushing' glove. While other kids were enjoying throwing low velocitied balls at each other, Mrs E was like throwing bullets at my face and stomach. She did let me hit the ball with this 'whack thingy' for a couple of times. I missed hit the third shot and the ball went flying straight to some guy's groin.

Ouch.

Mrs E quickly took away the 'whack thingy' from me.

Later, after recess, we had two periods of Chemistry. Diyana mentioned that Mrs L2 was absent which I thanked god because both my shoulders were not cooperating since the bullet shots incident I had with Mrs E. We laze around in the lab doing nothing. There was this girl, Mariam who came to pay some of her friends a visit. Apparently, she use to go this school, but then her dad got tranfered in Thailand so she had to go there and now, her dad got transfered back here and she's studying in some International school in KL for now. So Lisa, Aida and Farhana were with her most of the time (they were probably close friends before she left the school). But then I saw Diyana sitting all by herself writing stuff. Then, she told me it has been like this for the past four years. She may looked like she's in the 'group' with Aida, Lisa and Farhana but when it comes to 'real friends' stuff like hanging out after school or go to parties, she was rarely invited nor cared about.

Well, I felt real bad for her. She kept quiet after that and continued writing while I was left there thinking.

Which comes to my topic of the day. Popular and Unpopular. I have been on both sides. For the past 16 years of my life I know what it feels like to be in the centre of attention and to get as much attention as that pillar next to the canteen. Its never fun being unpopular but its also god damn annoying to be popular. Either way, I have been blessed with the power to choose on being popular or not. There is a way to be popular, you have to work for it. There's also a way to be unpopular, which you never really have to work to make it happen, just pick a spot and give people the Darth Vader Glare. Not to much work now is it? But what saddens me the most is too see the unpopular kids being treated like reference books and the popular kids getting more than they can handle. Example :

The class never even sung a belated birthday song for Cai Li but used 15 minutes during the English period to sing a birthday song and to present a chocolate cake, with balloons and Roxy accesories for Tze En.

Get the picture?

So to conclude my topic of the day, well I have no basic conclusion. I just had to rant. Bleh..

But I do have to tell about my err whacking experience last week. After playing Charades for EST, we had to go the hall for some police presentation. Basically we were gonna go in there and watch something. Guess what he had to watch??

Live Ass Whacking on Naked Men. (well they closed the front part)

It was so fucking ar5gh!! I know these are criminals and yeah they should be whacked but, can't they like bleep the butt or decrease the volume whenever the whipping is taking place. Most of us in the hall were either covering our ears or eyes during the whole presentation. I sweared some of them even cried. To make things worse, they even had a close up for this certain butt that had 10 extreme whips of the rattan.

Yes, we were forced to see the skin pealed off and the blood that started oozing out on the first whip itself.

Lets just say, dinner didn't really taste to good that day.

Once again my weekends were ruined by some mega ass virus. Ok fine, it wasn't something big like a virus or anything but it was mega ass.

Mega ass flu and mega ass sore throat.

This is going to be a mega short update because I have to seriously start studying now.

Fine, I'll stop with the 'mega' now.

We had our Diagnostic Test today. I love this sort of tests. Its like taking a survey and no one would care how good or bad your score is. Too bad my class takes every test seriously. I mean, I can still remember how laid back I was with the rest of my ex-classmates last year. When we heard about the Diagnostic Test and found out what the main purpose was, everyone literally got together and sweared in the name of chocolate cheesecake that we would purposely fail the test so that the government would take that into consideration and give us an easier PMR paper.

Gosh, those were the days.

So anyway, first paper was Chemistry. It was hard to purposely fail this one because..it was so damn hard. I don't even know what I was doing half the time. Especially towards the end when calculations were involved. As much as I don't get Add Maths, this subject could probably be worse.

After that was Physics. This paper was like trying to play a joke at us. I can't exactly remember what the first question was but it went something like this :

"A boy with a mass of 50kg runs with a velocity of 1.5 metre per second and lands on a trolley with a mass of 20kg which later moves at a velocity of 0.5 metre per second."

Question: What is the mass of the trolley?

Everyone basically took a good 10 minutes to answer this question. I was like "Is this some sick joke?? Are they trying to be sarcastic?? But anyway, Physics was way way easier than Chemistry. Thats why I love this subject so much.Logics are my thing maybe. Salt solutions and calcium carbonate should just be stored in the fridge rather than being studied in school.

Thats what I think anyway.

Is it just me or are there too many Jonathan's in this world? There's an annoying one in my class. There's a very tempting one in another class. And I just found out earlier that the oh so good looking form 5 debater is also named Jonathan.

WTF MAN??!!

For some reason, the official song for the FIFA World Cup has been thoroughly playing in my mind since yesterday. I'm talking about the Celebrate The Day song not the Shakira song. I'm not saying the Shakira song is bad but it does get kind of irritating after some time and you could not help but pray for her hips to just lie one of these days.

Anyway, we had our school Sports Day yesterday. I thought twice about going but since there was a huge hype about it I thought I'd just go and check it this once. It was also my first time having Sports Day in this school so all the more to go right? Personally, no matter how amazingly boring I am, I was looking forward to go.

The day started of with a march past from the house members and uniform units. Everyone were paying full attention to this one. I didn't know what was going on because I thought "Come on, its just some lame march past." Apparently, the competition has already started and everyone were getting excited. Let me tell you, the march past was fucking faboulous. Yeah, I sweared for that one. No wonder they trained months for this. The best part was when each team were given like three minutes during their march past to do some sort of coordinated cheer. Each team was fantastic. I actually took out my camera to tape the whole thing. But my camera suddenly decided to fool around during that time.

My camera and I have had some problems since the first day I got it.

The main talking point of the day was Manimogan. This 17 year old Chindian (not trying to be a racist here but I was confused as to what he was when I first saw him) is apparently the famous sports athlete in the whole district of Petaling. I've seen him a couple of times in school but never really knew he was famous of that sort. Well apprently he is, and its proven by Mrs Doreen who couldn't stop talking about him throughtout the whole march past session.

Manimogan is the school athletics captain....
He is also the captain for Petaling's athletics team....
He won the gold medal for Selangor in the 400m run....
Thats not the only gold he has....
He is also the golden posterboy for Milo....
I can't stop talking about him....
Its slowly pissing Sheila off....

So we had our RKA day today. The day where your parents come to school to take a look at your report cards. This is followed by a continous lecture from them in front of the teacher and of course the whole class depending on how good they are at projecting their voices.

Also depending on how bad your score is. In my case, it was so bad that my mom lost her voice yesterday. But I would like to think the reason for that is not my fault. Get well soon mom.

Basically, we didn't do anything today. Just sat around in the lab, talking and staring at the prefects and Police Cadets outside. Thats what I did anyway. Boring ay? Even Chuan Chuen found something more interesting to do then staring at the people outside.

He was reading this month's Cleo magazine.

Anyway, I was talking to Cai Li and she suddenly handed me a Ronan Keating song book thingy. You know, those lyrics you get if you buy a CD. Like an original CD, you know. Yep, that one. So I was flipping through the pages and she was like "Do you know how to sing the Life Is A Rollercoaster song?"

HELL YEAH!

I said I couldn't remember. Well who could blame me? I will not sing a Ronan Keating song outside of my bathroom. Thats never going to happen. Later I sat next to Diyana and began flipping through the song book. Then, Jasper called me and was like "Can I see it for a while?" while pointing at the song book. So I gave it to him. He took it and was reading it through with 'WH'. Yes, 'WH' got all interested when he saw that song book and the both of them were reading it and was smiling all the way through.

Ew, the hottest guy in class likes Ronan Keating. Not that I have anything against Ronan Keating but I cannot imagine my prince charming buying and listening to Ronan Keating's songs. Thats just not right. He should be more into Sugarcult or even Dashboard Confessional. Guys who listen to those kind of bands are just hot. Don't ask me how, but they just are.

God, did I just say prince charming??? What the fuck??

All those aside, or maybe he doesn't like Ronan Keating's songs. He probably just like Ronan Keating himself. There were some pictures of him in the song book and maybe that was the reason why 'WH' was all..

Ok, so I came back home at about 10.

Since then, I haven't done anything much. I'm just looking forward to the Germany vs Italy match tomorrow morning. Pfft, yeah, of course I'm gettting up. Who cares if its at 3:00am and I need the sleep so that I won't appear all grodgy tomorrow in front on Mr Z who already thinks I'm a total idiotic loser who needs sleep.

Since everyone is talking about it even though it happened last Saturday, yes I was dead suprised when Brazil lost. I was watching the game and was thoroughly rooting for the French but when Thierry Henry scored I was like "Isn't that like offside??" But to say the least, the French did pretty well and Brazil, well..better luck next time.

For some reason the image of Ronaldinho in the Breeze advertisement came to mind.