Tuesday, January 23, 2007
[ Written on the 20th of January 2007 but carelessly forgot to press the publish button]
My brother is fixing the door and its annoying the heck out of me. Yes, a 13 year old is fixing MY room door. I guess I can get pretty rough with doors. Nothing againts them, doors tend to block the way, you know..and its irritating sometimes. The lock on my door is stuck and I don't know how that happened.
Oh now he's gone to watch Totally Spies. I guess the door's fixed.
My mood is seriously off right now. I've lost my sense of humour (not that I have any to begin with) and the ability to concentrate on anything for more than 5 minutes. I'm guessing its the jet lagged from all the muffin making massacre at Lisa's house two days ago. Came back home at about seven that day, did the usuals and in the end got stuck between two tasks.
Task 1 : BM, English, Add Maths, Modern Maths, Chemistry and History homework.
Task 2 : Sleep.
I got prepared to do task 1 but fell in the trap of task 2. So I decided to wake up at 3:30am to finish my homework and I did just that. So I was trying to finish everything as fast as I could. The third time I looked at the clock it was already 6:00am.
Time does flies when you have unfinished homework.
Next day, Friday morning, had to do this campaign thing for class president, hence the muffins. My group did okay I guess, bloody well okay since we didn't practice anything the day before, or ever for that matter. We didn't rehearsed, period. I had to go and make our draw, at first I thought we were going to be the seventh group presenting, so I was kind of glad, but I was widely awake when Aida suddenly screeched that I'm a bundle of luck.
It was number two, not seven.
In the end, Jasper won most of the votes. His group re-enacted some really funny scenes which made us laugh like mad. In the end, I voted for Yin Ying.
Just because I felt like it.
Later, since Jasper's the new class president and all, he is forced to do all the nifty work that day, like clean the blackboard, reminding us to go to the lab and searching the entire school for our relieve teacher.
Hah! Nice...
So I've been thinking (yes, it does happen sometimes). There's a saying that explains, as you grow older you start to discover new things about yourself. It has suddenly occur to me that my natural curiosity will one day be the reason why I'll be spending a week in the hospital.
I'm a very, very, VERY curious person.
For example, some time last week Nad and I bought a packet of mentos and a diet coke. I had previously watched an advertisement on Discovery Channel saying that Diet Coke+Mentos = Fizzy explosion. So..instead of using the amount of time I had that day on my Biology report, I decided to try out this little myth, just to satisfy my curiosity.
Turns out the myth is total BS! No explosions whatsoever. Wasted 7 minutes of my life oh, and also a couple of ringgits. Sheesh.
Anyway, last Thursday during Chemistry, Mrs L2 was explaining about how we should go on about our next experiment. It was to investigate the reaction of catalyst on the rate of reaction. She mentioned, almost a thousand times how we should NOT put more than three drops of catalyst in our solution because too much catalyst will cause a really fast reaction which in turn could cause...you're smart, you should be able to guess what happens.
Oh well, for Yorsh's sake, it will cause a mighty explosion.
So, I was telling Diyana how we should "accidently" put in more than five drops, grab our stuff and quickly hide under the table. Diyana just smirked and continued writing down her notes, probably thinking I was making a lame attempt of a joke.
You see, I was not joking. I was serious.
But curiosity aside, my group member's lives are at stake here. So I have to put this curiosity to rest.
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Its Tuesday now, and I know I know, this is not 'internet' day since I've been banned from the computer on weekdays but I just came back from house practice and I need to instill some will
power before I decide to shower and go straight to bed.
At 5:50pm.
Exactly. Its ridiculous to even think of going to bed at this time of the day. So, I decided to log on for a couple of minutes to look up some funny jokes that are funny to me. Its the only way to keep me awake.
Aren't we forgeting the true meaning of Christmas? You know, the birth of Santa?
~ Bart Simpson ~
I love the Simpson family.