Chinese New Year

Hi. I'm back. After nearly two weeks of not posting anything, I'm finally back. Well, what should I say? Oh yeah, Happy Chinese New Year to all of those people celebrating Chinese New Year, myself included, I wish that you all have loads of overflowing angpows in your pockets during the whole week while I rot in my room studying for my exams on February 14, the worst day on Earth (And it's a Saturday, too). I'm beginning to hate my school, one of the reasons was stated in the last sentence, another is because of our crazy new principal, who actually wants our band practice with a teacher around! WTF?! There has never been any problems happening in school band practices, and suddenly the &$%#@ headmaster starts saying that there must be a teacher for any practices to avoid any unecessary accidents that "may" occur. So now, we can't really parctice because my music teacher won't really want to stay back. This sucks.

15

I'm fifteen today. Yay! I'm sooo happy.... Nobody seems to remeber it though. Anyway, I don't care. It's not like a big deal or anything. So, all I want to say is I'm fifteen. Offically 15.

Back to School

Wow, this is a real crazy year. 2009 proved to be a roller-coaster ride in just 2 days of school. On the first day of school, I was surprised that Mr. Wong, the extremely strict Chinese teacher with a few strands of hair left clinging on his head was supposed to teach us Kemahiran Hidup. Damn, I thought, It's gonna be a nightmare. He started the class by saying that last year, he taught 17 boys from a good class and every one of them got an A for KH. So he expects the same from us. I have to admit, Mr. Wong is a pretty good teacher even though he's freakin' strict. On the first day, he asked us to line up beside the KH room, the latecomers were threatened with a hammer. "Do you want to see a flying saucer?" he pointed the hammer and waved at my classmates, thank God I was "punctual" on that day, arriving 10 minutes late compared the others, they took 15. Our first homework, was to copy the "Arahan Keselamatan di Bengkel", which consisted of 38 rules. He then asked us to memorise each of them, just like the class before us. He said in PMR, there will be at least one question on these rules. We were given 2 days to memorise it. Ermm... is this hard or what? I mean, 38 rules that are common sense, like "Memakai baju lengan pendek semasa kerja amali" and "Gunakan pemadam api untuk memadam api". It makes you think, what kind of sh*t are we learning? And the deadline's tomorrow. I'm dead meat. Mr. Wong's cane is sooo waiting for me. 

On the bright side, I was elected as AJK Muzik for this year. That means I need to ask teacher where our class will be held every few days, help her collect the workbooks from students, help her collect the music fees, rub shoulders with the AJKs from the other forms. This year gonna be busy for me. Feel like cursing. 

Cleaning Up, ****!

With 2009 just around the corner, I've decided to clean up my freakishly dirty room which I haven't bothered to care about for the past two months. Dust filled every corner of my room. I had to take a damp cloth to wipe everything, from the windows to study desk and the fans. The amount of dust and dirt really creeped me out! I even had to throw a dead lizard that had harden itself on the bottom of the window that was covered by a curtain. The most interesting part was that I knew it's dead presence since 4 or 5 months ago, I left it there because I was either lazy or wanted to know what would happen to it 4 or 5 months later. And I found out that it sticked on the concrete cement and I had a tough time pulling it up and throwing it into the dustbin (I had originally wanted to throw it on my sleeping sister). I also found out that the insides of the lizard was missing, I wonder why.... Cleaning is tiring but the results are always good. You get to sleep properly thinking that you've done spring cleaning early and you can skip it on Chinese New Year Eve. 

Tangyuan and Caroling

Today was awesome. I woke up so excited to taste the sweetness of the "tangyuans" that my mom and sisters and grandma made the night before. It's freakin' hard to roll the white dough into evenly shaped glutinous rice balls and it's even harder to roll the red ones into sizes for ants to eat. When we arrived, I was rewarded for my patience during the night before when I wanted to eat them straight away (I couldn't help it, it looked super tasty, I swear, things taste better when raw). The rice balls were boiled and put into plates and the sugary syrup was also boiled and cooled. 

The choice is yours, plain sugary syrup or the one with pandan leaves and ginger (yuck!).

My white rice balls! They look beautiful. YEAH BABY!

The hardest to roll, the smaller glutinous rice balls. I quit halfway.

No "tangyuan" is complete without roasted, powdered peanuts.

PERFECT.

Well, they say that you can only eat the amount of glutinous rice balls (GRB) equal to your age. Ermmm... guess how old I am? 

The person who guesses correctly gets a kiss from me.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA.

Sometimes, no matter how old you are, just enjoy the "tangyuan" that is served in front of you.

Later, in the evening, we went to my maternal grandmother's house for Christmas carolings. During the afternoon, me and my younger cousins went cycling throughout the village my grandmother stays in, coming back with sore butts, a couple of bruises and a dead body....... of a chicken, cause: bird flu, I think. 

We had to entertain Sean, my one year old cousin by spinning him in his crib. He got so HIGH, he kept on laughing. Babies are NUTS.

Soon, the carollers arrived. Boy was I going crazy, they sang and sang and sang and sang and sang....... till I got frustrated and snapped a picture of them, then they stopped. Just kidding.

Then, guess who I saw? 

SANTA! SANTA! I SAW SANTA! MOMMY, I SAW SANTA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

And look what SANTA gave ME!!!

A choclate wafer, a chewy chocolate sweet, a very sour grape candy and FUNKY potato chips. And a CALENDAR. Ermmm.... you can't complain what you're given with, right?

Well,  It looks like it's not just the adults that are feeling the global recession heat but the kids too. I guess Santa could be hanging up his boots next year if this problem goes on and no more "HO-HO-HO, MERRY CHRISTMAS!" coming from fat guy dressed in red's lips.

Ahem, at least this Santa has shades on to protect from the recession heat.

TEEN ANGST.

Just recently, I've decided to immerse myself in some heavy metal/heavy rock/heavy alt rock music from SYSTEM OF A DOWN (example: CHOP SUUUUUEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!!, BYOB, TOXCITY), MUSE (example: HYSTERIA, MAP OF THE PROBLEMATIQUE, cool songs from a cool band), 30 SECONDS TO MARS (THE KILL, FROM YESTERDAY, I've noticed that a lot of Malay girls love this band, is it because of Jared Leto and his band's insanely weird make-up?) and MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE (I'M NOT OKAY, seriously). WHOA! It was soo freakin' nice! All the screaming, shouting and jumping was a real stress relief. I never thought it would feel soo good. Just going insane and dumb and moronic for a few hours really does make you feel much better. Damn, I gotta do that again. And all along, I thought Tokio Hotel was perfect for me during this "going nuts/crazy" period, but it was a disaster. Songs like "Scream" and "Ready, Set, Go!" totally let me down.... the lyrics were really stupid and did not potray TEEN ANGST that well, what's worse is that they're teens! AARRGGHHH, THE ADULTS CAN DO BETTER (referring to the bands listed on top)! WHAT'S WRONG? I have to congratulate Serj Tankian and his bandmates (or should I say ex-bandmates?) for creating such great music for teenagers to scream out to. Did I mention that they're Armenian? Two words: Armenians ROCK!

Singapore Trip Part 2

On Friday, we went to the one and only Singapore ZOO! WOOOHHHOOO, that is like so freakin' cool you know. I just love the animals there, they show off their privates every day to multitudes of tourists. Man, I wish I could/had the guts to do that.

A sexy bat proudly showing his "thing", I think he's Batman.

A totally swollen butt of a baboon, it is said that the more swollen the butt is, the more chances there are that he'll get a mate. I think I'll try that..... 

You think this pic's clean? Think again. Wipe your glasses and you'll get what I mean. Meanwhile, I think I should say,"MAN, THEY ARE HUGE!"

Okay, moving on, before you think I'm an animal pervert. Going to a zoo is never complete without an animal show like the one that I went, called "Rainforest Fights Back!" It tells of how humans destroy rainforests for their personal gains, like building malls and making money from it. And how the animals and the "Orang Asli" living in the jungle team together to chase them away, it was pretty entertaining. But seriously, can animals really protect the rainforest by themselves? Even with some headhunters helping them, it wouldn't be easy. That is why I feel like calling all of us to go green, start planting some trees or flowers, or simply save water by turn the tap off when not in use, save electricity by turning off some lights during daylight, collect rainwater to water the plants and recycle tin cans, plastic bags and paper whenever you can. Those simple steps can not only save you some money (and even earn some) it also can prevent global warming, thus saving the earth from further destruction that we ourselves have caused.

Look closely at the guy in the cage, he's actually in the orangutan costume. Get what I mean?

If you don't, then you're really dumb. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..... I pity you.

Next, we went to another show that had elephants in it. Because we couldn't get any good seats, we had to settle with the furthest bench in the amphitheatre. We had the worst view of the show, I felt like cursing, but then the elephants performed some cool tricks that had me quiet for a while.

Dead elephant, haha!

I was seriously lucky to get a picture of Inuka, the famous polar bear of Singapore.

and also the infamous white tiger who ate a Malaysian zookeeper a few weeks back. Poor guy.

This creature has to be the most unique animal of them all, THE BABIRUSA! (I'll show you the pic later)

Let me tell you a story about this animal.

Many, many, many, many, many, many, many years ago, there was a BABI that was disliked by his group because he was too dirty, lazy and obese, so he decided that he would desert his group and go into the jungle away from his comfortable mudhole to search for a mate. Meanwhile, in the jungle, a naive RUSA was getting desparate because none of her male counterparts wanted to mate with her. So on one fine day, they stumbled into each other in the jungle. The deer was soo excited after meeting this strange, dirty creature that she decided to sleep with him. HAHAHAHA, and the rest, they say, is history.

Nice story, huh? It was told from generation to generations in a remote Orang Asli kampung. Nah, I made up the story. 

But imagine this,

plus this,

equals to THIS,

MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN, DUDE!

It's beautiful!

So this ends my post for today. Anyway, I didn't want to mention this BUT.............

I ACCIDENTALLY didn't bring any additional u________ (fill in the blank space, I'm too embrassed to say this) except the one I was wearing. Wow, that felt better! And I learned that you don't need too much of "that" when you're going places, saves space in your bag. 

I would also like to say farewell to my courageous animal friends in the Singapore Zoo, hope to see you in ten years time!