Indefinable. Me.

27-01-06

Today was my last day of school. I at least thought i would’ve been happier, to be free of the malaysian schooling system for good, but i was wrong.

To all those who were there for me- who showered me with hugs, who prepared the collage of colourful paper and sweet blessings, who cried with me when i did, who made me cry when they did, who signed that white prefects blouse of mine, who bought me the most extraordinary good-bye present for me, who had a lil gathering for me yesterday, who are organizing a fairwell dinner later tonight for me,

Thank you.

I am more than thankful to have fantastic friends like you guys. Knowing that, i am after all, loved by many back here. I can’t really express how much all this means to me just by typing it here, i really can’t.

Shamin, thanks for being you. For giving me advise and support when i needed it most. For helping me out with my personal problems. For sharing gossips and promises. For insulting me with such wit and spontaneity that i dont even realize it. For being the horny woman you are. For coming up with the wildest ideas imaginable! For being such an awesome friend.

Hema and Min! Thanks for adding some spark into my life. For making the worst situations seem almost funny at all the wrong times. For making that stupid prank call when i was absent from school. Hemz, for breaking your glasses and sticking them back together with cellophane tape! For being such a goddamn good liar. Min, for being the bestest bestest-iest girlfriend ever. For answering back at our moral teacher," eat your bag!" (hahaha!). For understanding me.

Lynne, thanks for all those late night calls. For when i needed someone to talk to most at the most god forsaken hours. For backing me up all this while. For talking some sense into me when i never made any. For that birthday card you wrote for me. For persuading me to attend church more often. For being someone i can always trust.

The Pei Hua gang. Thanks you guys! God, i love you people. We’ve gone through so much together, since our primary days. A few even since kindergarden. Thanks, for wanting to send me off at the airport. For the dinner we’ll be having tonight. For all those Red Crescent marching practices. For the last gathering we had back at Pei Hua. Eunice, for that card that made me cry my heart out before i even finished reading it this morning. Hui Ling, for being my best buddy all this while. Dolores, for being the lively one in the group. Kar Woon, for being the most determined person i’ve ever met. Zhi Lin, for being an awesome leader. Wai Mae, for listening to me when i had so much on my mind. Thanks guys, for just being there as a group i could always count on, a family.

Shanuja, I love this girl. Thanks, for crying with me. Haha! For giving me a big warm fuzzy bear hug. For being sarcastic in such a way, it gets me envious. For being straightforward and speaking your mind. For offering to help me get tickets for Harry Potter. For being such a great friend.

Preeva, for being the most corrupted person i know. For simply walking into another classroom through the backdoor when a teacher is teaching. For all the naughty thoughts and dirty jokes. For your birthday cake yesterday! For the random flashings of your middle finger across the assembly grounds. For letting me use your name during my outings. For being so bloody carefree it makes me wanna slap you sometimes. For the miracles you make when you score all A’s without studying. For how you’re able to sleep through the first hour of our Moral papers during our End of the Term Examinations before completing it just in time for MORE sleep. That, seriously, was crazy.

Thanks guys.

Alright, form five. Meaning- SPM for you people! Suckers.

Our school has recently been reassigned with a new principal, Mrs. Umbridge. Don’t get me wrong, that’s not her real name. We’ve just come accustomed to calling her that. You know, that cruel pyschopath who torments the hell out of Potter in the 4th book, or… is it the 5th?

We don’t call her Umbridge for nothing. Of course, there are a few similarities:

a. the features resembling a frog’s.

b. they both look evil- not that I’ve actually seen Umbridge before(like it’s even possible), but through the descriptions in the book.

c. they both ARE evil.

She scares the living hell outta me and many, many more. And by many, many more, I include the schools teachers. I don’t blame everyone for hating her. Nobody likes a witch. Such luck, to have a wonderful school consisting of intellectually brilliant (yes, brilliant) students, being run by a principal that everyone so happens to hate dislike, who by the way, conveniently changed our school anthem, just so you know. I would have my share of fun cursing Umbridge behind her back in Mandarin, wait, screw that, make it- behind her abnormally humongous arse (like, seriously), but much to my dismay, she understands not only Mandarin, or Cantonese, but HOKIEN as well. Like, wtf?! Again, such luck. Maybe it’s simply because she’s mixed Chinese and Malay. Hmm….

World, my school’s most recent principal, Pn. Siti Hawa aka Umbridge, is a down right pain in the ass. Not that shes offended me in anyway possible at the moment, but maybe it’s just the little details that ticks me everyone off. The way she storms right into a classroom like nobody’s business. The way she treats everyone else around her like dirt. The way she finds fault with someone so spontaneously. The fact that the school is currently being run by some mentally challenged woman who has evil written all over her face astonishes me. It makes my eye twitch with disbelief.

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To Shamin,

A dear friend who I ♥ so very much. It is not called a lingerie marker pen. It is, in fact called a LAUNDRY marker pen. Now, where’s my Tommy Hilfiger watch? J

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Chinese New Year’s in two weeks time! Woohoo! Ang Paus for me~ Ngeeeeeeh! One thing that annoys me most though is when the distributors, otherwise known as the "Uncles" and "Aunties" give you a whole session of "baby" talk.

"Wah, grown taller already!"

"Looks just like the mother."

"Got boyfriend already ahh?"

And the best part- they ask the exact same questions year after year. Gee, i must be really REALLY tall by now then……..

Well, at least we get the gambling sessions on and going. Poker, anyone?

Its 2.30 in the afternoon. I’m as annoyed as i can possibly get.

Now i know it’s all "for my own good" but it sickens me being nagged about it over and over again. Whatever.

Dear blog,

I did my own laundry today. I also fried some veg that left my right hand stinging , no thanks to the splattering hot oil. PS, I’ve never tasted such horrible cooking ever. Screw that.

I hate it when I’m given the "responsibility" talk.

Example:

1. You have to learn to do your own laundry.

2. You have to learn to iron your own clothes.

3. You have to learn to cook.

Not that bad?

4. You have to learn to wash your own bathroom.

5. You have to walk to school.

6. Or learn to take the school bus.

7. You have to wash your own bedsheets.

8. You have to prepare your own lunch.

9. You have to book your own flight back.

So yeah, maybe I’m just spoilt, like what most of you think of me. Well too bad. I don’t like the fact that i have to go through all this. It agitates me knowing I have to. It agitates me even more when I’m TOLD to do it.

Oh yes, not to mention, my class teacher has something against me. I do wonder why though. I’ve gotten into trouble with her four times already for the most pathetic reasons imaginable in the span of- two days. It’s happened so often that I’m starting to find it incredibly funny.

And to rub it in, my 2 month old ipod nano is still having an emotional breakdown. It turns off whenever it feels like doing so and never turns on when i want it to BLOODY PIECE OF…

Gaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Oh well. I’ll survive. Somehow.

I need chocolates to make me happy. And icecream. And dance. And catch a movie or two. And go shop! Yes yes that would make my day. And my sweetheart damn i miss you sooooo much. L

I am so NOT in the mood to do anything right now, but listen to my- hey! It works now. TO HELL WITH IPOD NANOS I HATE THEM ALL! Urghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Make me happy, if you can. ♥