Lee Kuan’s very own blog

BORING
My life’s boring…
nothing seems to interest me anymore…
Therefore…
I will now unofficially shut down this blog…
simply because there’s nothing interesting for me to blog about  anymore…

Maybe one day i will continue to blog again when i find something interesting…
because i am that type of person who will only write when i am inspired by something that captures my interest…

Right now, i think that my writing skills has gotten worse……stupid topic sentence….who cares…(mumbles)….
Restricting my freedom to write is something that i really hate….

OK…grumbles out!

AND I, the owner of this so called blog DECLARE that this is the END.

Wow…i have been slacking off lately, don’t i?THAT i think is an understatement, i know i haven’t been updating this blog for almost half a year now…nah…nothing interesting happened to me lately so there’s practically nothing for me to blog about and since there’s been some err…stricter enforcement on bloggers (that means i can’t mention anything that has got to do with *you know where* or *you know who*)

Fine with me. I will just talk about other stuff then…
you know…the clouds…the sun…the moon…the earth…etc

First of all, i would like to wish my fellow Chinese friends  HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! Aww…guys…wear some red! It’s CNY! do you watch the documentary on tv the other day? There’s a man in Malaysia who’s known as the ‘Red Man’. Why? Because everything on him is red! His hair, his clothes(yes..even his underwear is red), his bike, his house, his slippers, basically everything he owns..However, in his case, it ’s too extreme and i don’t want to see someone i know turning into ‘red girl’ or ‘red old man’ or something out of this world…i guess i am just too excited that CNY is coming. You know when you are studying outside and not in your town..you will really embrace the spirit of CNY and the ‘balik kampung’ feeling that lingered inside you since day one of the week before CNY holidays was excruciatingly painful. You want to go home but you can’t. You want to eat CNY cookies but all you have in your hostel is instant milo and IKO biscuits. You want to buy new CNY clothes but all you have left in your wallet is RM10.(oh!that reminds me!JPA already gave us an early angpow!haha!) And now that i am back home! yay!!!!
And so i spent the first four days reading manga watching anime and hibernating to my heart’s content.
Ah! the joy of being home!

Hi everyone!!! I am finally back from that grueling(not really…i am just exaggerating) National Service! WEEEEE!!!! erm..actually i am back for one week already, but yours truly is too lazy to even lift  her fingers and type something on this blog.

Anyway, I have quite a lot of things to talk about but am too lazy to type

1. National service
Generally, NS isn’t that erm..serious like most people thought. For me, it is quite err relaxing ( Probably because i got one week break for JPA interview, one mc - because i have fever,so, i totally missed out the kembara halangan activity and now BACK here) plus free lodging. free food, free clothes. free shoes…wait…free…a lot of things.
Hm…let’s see..
My camp is situated not-that-deep inside the lovely town of Gopeng. It is called ‘ Kem Kepimpinan Gemilang’ ( sounds really cheesy but it is GEMILANG in some ways). Oh well..i discovered that a fellow schoolmate of mine ended up in the same camp ( but i don’t know her so…that doesn’t make any difference). So, i was placed in Team C while a new friend,MJ, that i have met in the bus ended up in Team B,so, it was a sad sad thing for miserable old me,as, really, everyone’s like a stranger to me that time.
However, after a series of weird events (including my pail getting stolen and found later in one of the toilets),MJ pulled(literally, she really pulled me to her group’s table) me towards the B group table when those jurulatih requested that one of team C girls move to team B. So, tada! I am officially in Team Bravo!and i am reunited with MJ.yay!
Hm..but due to some miscalculation and misunderstanding, i ended up in Bravo 2 instead of Bravo 1 with MJ. Ah well! Bravo 2 is kinda fun in its own way. I have to admit here, NS did offer some stuff that you probably will not get to play outside,like, flying fox, repelling, water sports, obstacles…stuff like that..and yess…flying fox is the BEST thing that i have ever experienced in NS.
and oh yeah…
i have to wash my own clothes, make my bed(apparently..this is really serious because if my bed is terribly made, a tsunami will happen aka jurulatih throwing all your stuff on top of fans and overturn your bed, as a punishment for NOT making your bed properly..haik..this is very depressing) and whenever it rains, i have to run out from my dorm like orang gila to collect all my clothes that were left outside to dry..there were some occasions where i ran all the way from the hall to my dorm in high heels(unfortunately the pakaian kelas comes with a pair of high heeled shoes-i absolutely HATE those shoes) just to collect my clothes..
DESPITE ALL THAT
I SURVIVED!
i came back, looking darker but not thinner.
and
i have made some valuable friends and learn some useful stuff(for those of you who wants to know how to peel an apple without using a knife, tell me) not to mention newfound knowledge in life threatening situations ( yes guys i finally learn how to differentiate various types of sunblocks according to their SPFs)

2. Matriculation
Argh!!! my RM250 goneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Kindly ignore this sudden outburst, thank you.
Note: I have used RM250 for matriks fees but since now i am not going….my money has gone down the drain which truly saddens me because i could have bought tons of..
a)anime
b)Itachi bags
c)Kyou Kara Maou merchandise
d)top up my credit
e)or maybe an Itachi plushie
f)i don’t mind another Wolfram plushie

oh well..i guess that’s all…i definitely will have a part two version of ‘A VERY RANDOM POST’ if i have something to write soon.

I hate him.

I truly despise him.

I hope he rots in hell.

Oh yeah..just in case you guys are wondering whether i am the one who wrote the three sentences above, let me assure you that yes, i wrote that with a smile on my face.

And who exactly is that ‘him’?

I won’t tell you who yet but listen to my story first. Then, you will know instantly who am i talking about.

I had my first driving test yesterday. And if you are wondering why haven’t i started driving around the streets with a ‘P’ pasted on my mum’s car..the reason is because i failed the test at the ‘naik bukit’ section.The law is if you fail the naik bukit test, you are not allowed to take the parking and 3 penjuru(reverse) test anymore which i think is stupid. I mean, what parking and 3 penjuru got to do with naik bukit?!! Oh well..so right now, i only passed my jalan raya test, but not before being shouted at/scolded/critised at/humiliated by the first tester.

That’s right.

My very first tester is a nasty and insensitive jerk.

From the moment i step into that faithful car, i already have a really bad feeling ( you know, those sixth sense feeling when you know something bad’s gonna happen)So, i did everything such as adjusting my car seat, checking the signal lights,etc. Everything except releasing the hand brake. Believe me, i actually did that. Stupid me. I cannot believe that i forgot to do that! With an annoyed face, the tester released the hand brake for me. Apologetically, i started driving. The second i started driving, he already showed his ‘true colours’. How?

Tester: HOI!CEPAT SIKITLA! MACAM AYAM BERTELUR SAJA! ( and don’t you dare to laugh thinking this was a joke from him because you guys have no idea how much that hurts )

Me: Maafkan saya tuan..(with a smile on my face)*

Not long after that, at the jalan raya..

Tester: CEPAT SIKIT LA!!!!

Me: Repeat *

Not long after that..

Tester: IKUT JALAN C.

Me: Ya..

Tester: HOI!! TENGAH SIKIT LA!!

Me: Repeat *

Tester: APA NI!!AWAK TAK PERGI SEKOLAH MEMANDU KE?!!!!! TERUK BETUL!!!!

Me: Repeat *

Tester: APASAL LAMBAT SANGAT NI!!!CEPAT LA!!!

Me: Repeat *

When i am about to turn into the driving centre..

Tester: HOI!! TAK PAYAH BREK KE!!!!

Me: Repeat *

When he gave me the slip that indicates whether i lulus or gagal..

Me: Saya betul-betul takut tadi..

Tester:TAKUT?!!BALIK!! TAK PAYAH AMBIL UJIAN!!!!

If you guys are wondering why i keep saying ‘maafkan saya tuan’, it’s because,

i am extremely angry.

The fact that he kept talking about my bad driving skills and asking me to drive faster really pissed me off. All of you have no idea how much i want to say ’shut up’ at his face but noooooooo, i can’t do that because he’s the DAMN TESTER. If i do that, 100% i am gonna fail the jalan raya section. So, by using an anger management tip i read somewhere, i substitued the words ’shut up’ with ‘maafkan saya’. See? it is easy. Just say sorry everytime he humiliated me and i got a pass in this section.

But his words really affected me till the end.

Even when i am doing the bukit test, i kept thinking about that again and again. His voice kept appearing in my head like a broken radio. I.just.can’t.forget.what.he.said. About i suck at driving and about i ‘never’ go to driving school.EVERYTHING. As a result, i lost focus. I let go of the hand brake a little bit too early and wala! i failed the second test.

But still.

It is NOT his fault.

It is entirely my own fault.

for letting his harsh words get through me.

for losing my confidence when i really need it.

And most important of all, it is entirely my own fault for actually BELIEVING that i am never going to make it until the end of the test.

That’s right.

I practised so hard the day before the test up to the point that i can memorise every procedure, every trick and every single step. However, when i locked myself inside my room and started contemplating what went wrong yesterday as usually, i am able to naik plus turun bukit without much problem, i found an answer.

It is my fault for letting my anger, hatred and fear for driving ever since the first test to control me.

If i am able to forget that unfortunate event, then, maybe i’ll do better.

But no, i keep that bottled up in me until the end.

When i asked my friends about their tester for the jalan raya section, a majority of them said this,

Friend number one: My tester? He’s really nice. He even encouraged me!

Friend number two: He’s quiet. Never say anything for the whole journey.

Friend number three: Oh..he’s kinda nice, even joked with me at times.

Friend number four: Though he never say anything,he always make annoyed sounds as though he’s eating something..not very pleasant.

Next i asked,

Me: Did he ask you to go faster?

Friends: Of course! But he didn’t scold us for going slow.

Then, why the hell i ended up with a tester that keep forcing me to go faster and critising me in the process?!! He can’t expect me to drive like a pro after a few weeks of learning?!! That’s why i drive slowly, to make sure that nothing bad happen to us(see? i was thinking about his safety the entire time..I should have drive the car recklessly, ramming that car into a tree in the process to show him that SPEED KILLS!oh yeah..i am so furious that i do not mind THAT)

Again, let me stress here that i DO NOT blame him for what happened in my naik bukit test because it is my own failure to control my car, my head and my emotion.

So now, repeat the three sentences at the very top of the page.

Now, i can only retake the naik bukit test and etc after my national service. Thank God i passed the jalan raya test already as there’s no way i am going to volunteer myself to go through that test again.

I am not even sure whether i can pass for the ujian ulangan.

Because right now, i have a phobia for cars.

p/s to those of you who’s going to take your driving test soon, just ignore what i have said. Like i said, a majority of my friends got lucky as they have really nice testers. So, there’s a huge probability that you will be in the same ‘nice tester’ group. And yeah, drive as fast as you want, those testers just want to finish up their job quickly and go yamcha.

Gee..i dunno what’s wrong with my computer nowadays or is it the problem with friendster? I have a problem. I cannot gain access to my account in this friendster website or view my profile. The only thing i can do now is opening and typing my blog out in my blog page. This is weird. I can view, type and read other people’s friendster blog but i can’t open, view or edit my profile!!! This is sooooo frustrating!!!!! ARGHHHHHHH i wonder what’s wrong with my pc..

Oh well..i have a story to tell…it’s kinda freaky..it’s even freakier because i watched this story in anime form.

Once upon a time, there lived a woman in the jungle. She was adjusting her earring when she found a thread coming out from her left ear. Curious, she pulled and yanked the thread off from her ear but the thread wouldn’t break. Instead, the thread kept getting longer and longer as she pulled it out. And………………..

after it felt like eternity…………………….

the thread broke!

YOU GUYS ARE PROBABLY WONDERING WHAT’S THE BIG DEAL WITH THAT STUPID THREAD..

that’s because…..

that’s because…..

that’s……………..because………………………..

*takes deep breath

IT IS AN OPTIC NERVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(screams)

So, guys, don’t go around and start pulling your hair off or yank any suspicious looking thread-like stuff from your skin..

who knows..

you might be pulling out your artery, veins, nerves,and even worse ………………ur own nails!(OUCH!) in broad daylight.

But don’t worry..this is just fiction…so far i haven’t heard any real case of people losing their important nerves aka optic nerve or auditory nerve ar whatever nerve in their body through this way.

Anyone care to be the first to try this out? *smirk

Ok..i know the title sounds dorky but don’t blame me, i always have trouble searching for a suitable, cool and pretty much sums up everything in my post kind of title. So, this time, i settled for a seriously boring and uninteresting title.i really can’t help it..since my life’s not interesting at all…(yawn..)

All right!!( insert my cheerful tone here, thank you) Urm…what to say here ….

1. You guys ( especially those who have somehow obtain their driving license illegally ) should be really careful while driving on he road from Malacca to Teluk Intan. Trust me…it was horrifying. I mean…animals are everywhere ( specifically cows..)Oh yeah…i am not joking here. My uncle’s car knocked over a cow because the cow just ‘appeared’ out of nowhere( actually there was a whole colony of cows having their meal somewhere near the main road and apparently one of the cows decided to take a stroll out from their ‘comfort zone’ and ended up getting hit by more than one car - my uncle’s and another guy’s…to those animal lovers out there, don’t worry, the cow’s safe. It managed to survive, miraculously..however…another uncle of mine hit a monkey a few metres after that. It was not really his fault because that monkey just suddenly dashed out from its natural habitat to cross the road to the other side. for a brief moment i thought the car hit a rock ( oh yessssssss i was in the same car..so..i pretty much experience this…) Too bad..the monkey died…but believe me, it was a quick, painless death. My condolences to mini monkey’s family members..

2. I just watched Jigoku Shojo( Girl from Hell-it’s an anime) in KL the other day. It was err…disturbing..highly disturbing. NONONO..i am not talking about the quality of the anime, it was good, really…After watching that, somehow, i feel that if i am approached by the hell girl in certain times of my life, i will definitely send someone to hell, regardless of the horrible consequences ( you will go to hell too if you send someone there). Thank God, this story is just a fiction…and if its really true..hm…( grin evilly)

well..i guess that’s it. i have nothing more to write on..

SPM’s over.

Yay.

Somehow, i dun feel THAT excited . I dunno why but i guess that after 1 month of suffering and last minute studying ( oh yes…i study 2 years worth of Biology in 2 days, 2 years worth of Moral studies in 1 night, and the worst thing was i used up 2 weeks to study THAT DAMN history ), i am mentally tired. Really really tired,that i actually consider going off to a maktab perguruan or sumthing after getting my results to escape the wrath of examination.

But no…….

Somehow i hav a feeling that i am so gonna get an extremely bad result for my SPM because after exams, i realised that i have made disastrous mistakes which means losing ten or twenty marks at one go in nearly EVERY subject, especially my Add maths. It was terrible. And people were saying that Trial SPM is harder. I think it is the exact opposite! SPM 2006 ( a.k.a. 50th anniversary of the examination board, they wrote that ‘ulangtahun 50′ thing on every paper, funny people..) was….indescribly difficult and tough.

In case some of you are wondering why i am still in teluk intan in January, it’s because i am in the second batch ( National Service). Is that a good thing or what? Well….most of my freinds who got NS are placed in the first batch except for a few friends including me who are placed in the secong batch…the thing is i am worried that i might be placed in a camp, without any companions from the same school..haigh….

You know, since i m so free now..i spend the whole day watching anime and reading manga not to mention reading newspapers…books…watever that i land my hands on ( look, i am seriously bored) . Talking about newspapers….

Recently, there’s this new law in one of the states about the proper dress code for women a.k.a those who are deemed ‘indecent’ will be fined up to RM500. I mean…i don’t get it. Now, how are they going to determine who’s decent and who’s not? In my opinion, women should be given the freedom to wear whatever they want. IT is our ( oh yes. … i am a GIRL, thank you…so i am pretty much upset about this as well) right! what happen to "MENGHORMATI ( correction..because i wrote melindungi hak wanita before this..) HAK WANITA" like wat we study in Moral? Now they are blaming rape on WOMEN, instead of those stupid perverts who decided that women are merely OBJECTS. Damn it…i am so angry right now that i can’t think straight. Call me a feminist if you want to but..this is the truth. Even mak ciks wearing decent clothing get attacked. Therefore, whatever women wear actually have nothing to do with reducing crime rates or stuff like that. We should concentrate on catching the culprits instead of blaming it on the innocent victim. I have read news that a victim’s family disowned her because they are so embarassed by that incident and think of her as ‘dirty’. What the hell is that?

Before i reached the temperature of boiling point i think i better stop.

So long then.

You know, my friends and I were just hanging around in the school hall when my friend told me that she has a dog and a chicken and apparently, both of her pets do communicate with each other by er…clucking and barking. Here’s our conversation about this weird issue:

My friend ( let’s call her Pikachu) : You know arr…I used to have a lot of pets. I have a dog lah, a chicken lah…you know ah…they do get along well…every morning they will bark and cluck at each other.

Me: Bark and cluck at each other? How wor? i thought you told me that your dog ate a bird (which unfortunately was still alive when it was eaten…imagine the excruciating pain of being eaten alive….gasp!) before ???

Pikachu: I know la!!!That’s why i kept my chicken in her cage.

Me:hm….imagining……

In leekuan’s head…..

Dog: woof woof woof woof woofWOOF WOOF WOOF!!!! ( Translation: One day, one day, i gonna get you and eat your delicious chicken thighs..MUAHAHAHA)

Chicken: Cluck cluck cluck cluck CLUCK!!!! ( Translation: HAHAHA! you wish! my mistress ( a.k.a. my friend, Pikachu) kept me in this wonderful cage to PROTECT me from you!!!wanna eat me??? eat the  iron grills surrounding my cage first! HAK!)

Dog: Woooooooooooooooooofffff!!! ( Translation: Argh!!! This is so frustrating …argh!!!! somebody HELPPPP MEEEEE)

Chicken : Cluck cluck cluckcluck cluck!!!( Translation: *laughing , rolls on the floor*)

oh yeah….all those are just my imagination….don’t sue me…

py Hi!! I am back again! Oh well…today i had my last Merdeka celebration in SMK Convent since i am now, well, form 5…ah…how nostalgic…( Look i am not THAT old)

So, today was also my Physics ceramah. Everyone was supposed to go to the hall and listen to various techniques on how to tackle Physics questions.

and…

I proudly declared that I never listen to any of those of what i rather call…crap. I sincerely believe that i can never be good in Physics no matter how many thousands of ceramahs i listened to.

During that painful 2 hours of ordeal, Li Vern and I were busy doing a certain peta konsep on Naruto characters, Yes, you heard that right! To those of you who do not believe that, tell me and i will show you our ‘masterpiece’. Okay, not exactly ‘our’ masterpiece, as Li Vern’s the one doing all the writing while I lent her some ideas and my file which she happily wrote on.( Yes, the peta konsep is on my Physics file, to Physics worshippers out there, don’t feel furious)

Somehow, with her amazing knowledge of anime, she can build a whole peta konsep featuring nearly all Naruto characters ( minus the Akatsuki as err…they don’t really mix much, don’t they?)

example of peta konsep:

Hinata loves Naruto loves Sakura loves Sasuke loves power

And she continued the whole thing until my whole file becomes err…well…just imagine a pocket file riddled with words..

Okay, i think i’ll stop now..happy holidays my friends!!!

I have to admit this: I am very very lazy….The reason I decided to write this very very short post is because….currently, I am busy studying 17 chapters of History for my test tomorrow but I am so desperate to write something in my blog.

So,here is what i going to do now. I am going to summarize all the stories I decided to write for my upcoming blogs. ( I truly apologise for my bad grammar, my head’s currently filled with facts, not creativity)

1. To those of you who are oh-i-am-so-happy-i-got-NS, congrats, to those of you who despair, my condolences. Oh ya..I am selected for NS. Big deal.

2. I read my friends’ blogs and erm…most of them put a whole lot of effort to explain the ‘war’ situation in my class…As an innocent bystander, i think i should write something too but not now.

3. My school’s HAri Penyampaian hadiah…nah…nothing special about that..i think i’ll write about something else…hm……i think i’ll write about me disturbing the school cat! ok? hehe…just joking…no, i mean me writing that blog, not me disturbing the cat.

ok, gotta go now…Sorry again for this blog’s sombre atmosphere.