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.