Just A Little Bit More..

Oh Yeah! just two more days to end all moronic studying that had been done by me in this year. Books will be thrown and burned, pens and pencils crushed to bits and teachers will be out of my life for about three months. I just keep waiting, yeah, waiting....
Maths tomorrow, my most troubling subject (caused me tons of headache and made me pissed about a million times memorising the formulas until I remembered that they will provide it for us, finally cutting my life span to half), meanwhile, Sejarah is more on the easy side, just hope that there won't be stupid questions about dumb "nilai"s with choices so close it makes it impossible to answer.
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Here I come Monday!

Some Crap, Part V

Our class store room got locked two days ago. There goes our busking site. Me and a fellow classmate of mine used to bring guitars to school and play whatever songs that came to mind in that small, lonely place with a sound/fire-proofed door. It came very useful when a few of us used to sneaked in after finishing Geography or Maths or English homework during class and play Viva La Vida and Wake Me Up When September Ends before coming out to realise it was already recess and everybody has gone out. Then we would go in and play more stuff until it school was over. Just kidding. For me, it was a sanctuary for those who were mentally and physically bored with crapness of school life and seeking for ultimate pleasure in it's purest form, that is, music. Holy crap, what the hell am I writing? I guess I was just going through such a difficult phase of the reality that I am probably not going to go in there for forever and that hurts so much that I am emotionally distressed to the point of thinking of failing my BM trial paper so that I could make my freaking teacher who caught us playing during her period piss off and regret not letting us release our creative juices in a more productive way so we don't end up like zombies in a far land called North Korea and infect millions of others with the some lethal poisonious gas that disrupts our brains from working so that we can all be communists and hppies at the same time, smoking weed and drinking beer from a well in order to act like a scholar in China voting for democracy near Tiananmen where thousands were killed and I really have to stop writing before I get caught by Kim Jong Il and his communist brethrens for writing something illegal that could cause World War III to happen more quickly than it will and make me a prisoner in Cuba where Fidel Castro would c*strate your prostrate glands. Wow, that was long. I think I'm finished with my crap. Time to write a song about it. I'll call it "The Communist C*stration Makes Us Sad People", but I still think it sounds too political for a four chord song. What about "BM Makes Me Want to Puke Crap" instead? Anyway, I gotta finish a song about my BO challenged friend Shahrul aptly titled "Shahrul, Apa Bau Itu?" first. Crap, I'm behind schedule.....

I'm On Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiree!

Just got home quarantine order from health guys who came to school yesterday. Home quarantine is seriously just like my everyday life. Nothing much has changed. The only dissapointment is that the school concert is going to be postponed to after PMR. The plus side is that I get to spend some quality time with my Runescape character and listen to more Kasabian songs. H1N1 must be a very homely and boring virus, locking me in my house for a week, even when I'm feeling great despite a running nose, 40 degrees Celsius fever and sore throat that could be the symptoms of the ***************************** flu. Overall, I'm feeling damn fine.

Anarchy in Malaysia

I'm bored. I don't want to do revision. I don't want to go to school. I just want to play Pokemon on the computer and surf the net listening to mind-blowing songs and jump around screaming ROCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!! or REVOLUSIIIIIIIIIIIII! or something anarchic all day. Recently, I have become quite sick of the whole education system reverting the teaching of Science and Maths in English back to BM, a backward language. Because of that and some of the other stuff happening in my life, I am beginning to become fascinated with the Guy Fawkes mask (courtesy of V for Vendetta) and Crowd Lu, a Taiwanese indie singer/composer who writes these funny, crazy songs that makes you want to laugh and sing-a-long at the same time. He a quirky, mushroom-haired, bespectacled guy always wearing shorts (even during major events and concerts), socks pulled really high and a acoustic guitar in his hand. He won the Best New Artist Award and Best Composer Award at the recent 20th Golden Melody Awards. His songs are mainly a cross between folk-rock and acoustic pop with really crazy funny lyrics. Now, I gotta go back to screaming, "F*** the System!"

Some Crap, Part IV

Here I am, waiting for my character in Runescape to regenerate his health back to the max. Crap, I goota stop playing these online games. PMR is only a few months away and I am sitting here, waiting for a another round of Fist of Guthix so that I can buy some dumb Rune gauntlets for my noob 46-level warrior. Am I pathetic? My English teacher says I have the Middle-Child-Attention-Grabbing Syndrome which I have never heard before, but must be true since she caught me doing some crazy stuff (laughing continuously for 15 seconds, running up and down from my desk to Nicholas's to watch him catch Lugia, a legendary Pokemon on his handphone, disturbing Trisha with weird questions etc.) in class. She tried to counsel me, but nothing that stupid can change me from losing it for a few hours. Losing it makes me high for a few minutes or so. Listening to Eminem's "Just Lose It" makes it better, since it's poking fun at Michael(Child Molester)Jackson and a few other equally deserving idiots. I have no idea what to study or when to study, what homework to do or what to do with it, I seriously have something wrong with me. Sh*t.

Hobo

Recently I learned a new word: Hobo. Nope, hobos are not hobbits and neither will they be. They are not a kind of race either. Hobos are multicultural homeless people living on the streets, drinking beer and smoking weed, plus scooping a few half-bitten, moss-covered Big Macs in the garbage bin. According to Wikipedia, my favourite and the world's most trusted web encyclopedia (Actually I like Chickipedia better, but don't tell anybody), Hobo is a term that refers to homeless migrants, particularly those who make a habit of hopping freight trains. The iconic image of a hobo is that of an itinerant beggar, one that was solidified in American culture during the Great Depression. Hobos are often depicted carrying a bindle and/or a sign asking for money. I learned about this word when my 9 year old cousin showed me this cool Hobo game online. You control a homeless, outright rude and extremely disgusting Hobo that has powers like puking green, radioactive-like mushy stuff and passing motion (sh*tting) on people to kill them. On the other hand, there are lighter attacks like spitting, farting and shooting mucus at enemies, namely police, the garbage collectors, high school dudes, hookers, their clients and some crazy aunties. The Hobo's mission is just to find a decent place to sleep, but the garbage collectors always mess with him so he wasn't happy with it at all. Nice game, too bad it was too short. Really want to try some neat Hobo moves with my classmates next time. Probably it will start a Hobo War that will cause the Hobo Judgement Day and Hobo-Terminators to attack me with burps and faeces and I will change my name to John Kevin Hobo Connor Jr. and be the prophesied messiah for all the Hobos in this world. Damn, I gotta stop day-dreaming. Hobos rule!

Terminator Salvation

This movie is the best Terminator show so far, excluding T2 and T1 (because I haven't watched T1 and T2 has the muscular Arnold Schwarzenegger kicking some robotic ass and the immortal "Hasta La Vista, Baby!" line that will always have a special spot in my heart). Needless to say, T3 was an absolute dissapointment, but on the bright side it has the ultra sexy T-X and also explains how Judgement Day happened, even though I didn't really like Kate Brewster in that film (Claire Danes is the least attractive/ugliest girl in all Terminator movies, even crazy strong Linda Hamilton is hotter than her). TS has the best fight scenes ever and explosives that go bang! every few seconds, suitable for a teenage boy like me. If that's not enough, Bryce Dallas Howard as the very pregnantly hot Kate and Moon Bloodgood as the insanely foxy Resistance soldier Blair will make your blood pumping like hell. Too bad there weren't really any intimate scenes, probably because it's like the end of the world and Terminators don't make good bed partners, right?. Anyway, Anton Yelchin in the shoes of spunky, street-smart, 17-something Kyle Reese is a showstealer, he certainly has gave his character a breath of youthful fresh air. Christian Bale and newcomer Sam Worthington have also done a good job in reviving the cool franchise and brought it to greater heights. I might have been bias but you just can't disagree that Terminator Salvation is a wonderful, action-packed movie that just screams for your attention and your nine bucks for the upcoming sequel, if there is one, I hope. "I BE BACK!"