Yes, we shall now go on an uneducational trip right here in the comfort of your chair!

Let's start off small for now!

We will now dine in a Japanese restaurant, order whatever you like! Not like I'm going to pay right

And now to inform you, everybody, there is a real live hoax in here!

This is the most common brand of chili pepper you will see in Japanese diners in Johor, well that's because I'm not sure about the rest of Malaysia.

And guess what, after me trying out this chili pepper personally for myself, I'd just realized that IT WASN'T SPICY AT ALL.

So do not be fooled dear readers! If you really want something to activate your taste buds go for Spicy Ramen. Or anything else plus wasabi by your side XD

*****
And now to the main attraction of the day...

Bandar Hutan! (according to the head tour guide Miss Jasmine Ho Abdullah)

She apologizes for the sudden change of venue, from Saujana Apartments, suggested by yours truly to drag Amelia, who is Miss Jasmine's ah-dorable lil sis to school and talk to Adam, Miss Jasmine's younger brother who's an enthusiastic gamer about PS2 games) and the Indian restaurant (opinion-wised by Veena, who was starving away into nothingness).

And so the journey of the health-conscious Jasmine leading the way ahead with her fooled participants Veena and yours truly the secretary of the day.

First up, after moving away from both Saujana and the Indian restaurant, with the two participants already discouraged at the prospect of WALKING to The City of Jungles..

We see this magnificent castle-like house, where moi takes on her first pictorial of the day, as her job requires her to.

Whoever's the future owner(s) living there got to be full of duckets! XD

After 20 minutes of non-stop walking, we reached the roundabout before the destination, where we had to make a show of ourselves with Encik Zahar waving at us, which thank goodness was greeted back by an over-enthusiastic Veena waving and smiling back. And news number two was even worse when we arrived back and the rest of the prefects on duty for the SPM 2007 results told us that Miss Nav saw us running to cross the roads. Ugh.

And even better reports.

Veena and yours truly had just realized that we took the LONG way past the two schools up north, when we could have just taken the other way passing by the hostels to the same roundabout.

Miss Jasmine here was very happy about the result indeed. How I feel like strangling her at that moment.

So we reached Bandar Hutan after 25 minutes of non-stop walking.

The group climbed up the stairs leading to the food court, with the participants having sore legs, shortness of breath and a disturbing smell from their thick double layered blazers.

And all that was ordered was a cup of teh-o limau ais, which was later known that it was only priced at 1 Malaysian Ringgit =.=

The group were looking very poor indeed with the three of them sharing from one cup of drink.

The crowd found them very fascinating indeed, indeed.

Amazingly, the cats also enjoyed staring at our hungry participant ;D

With this one staring at Veena, found her not worth to be stared at, and off it went to the rooftop XD

After the very short break, it was back to the bus stop where the participants managed and successfully dragged their walking addict of a tour guide to take the bus back to school.

This is where the second pictorial started.

Where Jasmine got rudely cut off twice, pardon the very bad skills of moi.

This is also where my specs got really wonky, due to my request for Jasmine to move in closer.


And so this was the picture of the day! I think.

And so, at last, presenting the one and only tour guide of the day..

*drum roll*

Miss Jasmine Ho, looking not tired at all! Good for her, compared to her spoilt bratty participants, hahah.

It was also here while waiting for the bus that Veena and yours truly saw Nadhirah passing by. We didn't get to confirm that though.

This was how the participants looked like when the bus seemed like it was never coming.

At last the bus came and the participants rushed to the bus looking like lunatics indeed XD



The bus driver was kinda friendly, the bus was empty and air-conditioned, which made everything looked so positive somehow. With me who had never been in a public bus before. What can I say. I am a spoilt brat XD

And then the problem came.

Veena pressed the bell too early and we were dropped off two stops away from the designated area.

And this was my reaction.


The one on the left is the very disappointed culprit, and the one on the right is celebrating with a smile as she had thought we were going to walk back quite a distance yet.

But Jasmine's expression changed when the next bus came in a minute XDD

The second bus ride wasn't as fun as the first, as now the motive's to get back to school. Fast.

And when the group arrived in school, Jasmine was dry as she had a jacket KIV-ed.

While the participants were soaked from head to toe in the rain.

End of report!

*****
The Artistic Crapper's quickies:

1. Apsara was the surprise. Glad she's doing fine.
2. She has yellow nails. Coming up soon XD
3. She feels the gap between them. And is feeling majorly awkward because of it.
4. She hopes she'll never feel that way again, whether it was reluctantly or forced to.
5. It seems that many people has a huge grudge on Sherrylee?
6. She has some love in her heart at last. ♥

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Very random entry.

When I say random, it is indeed random.

Don't believe me?

We'll see.

*****
So this is what's it's like being a third former learning Science.

And for sure you clearly understand which chapter I'm talking about.

In school, this chapter is treated with many exclamations of "Yucks!" and "EEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!"

Yet this is also the chapter that the majority I shall say, the most interested in.

Omega brings lots of laughs.

With Suhaili and Ben Chia there, the class is never boring.

This section will end with the following situations.

Situation 1:

*class viewing the process of childbirth with that e-learning CD with fairly out of the world pronounciation*

Shahira : Eeeeeeeew..Eeeeeewww..*starts screaming softly as if in pain*
Leonie : Shahira, are you telling me your experiences of lahir-ing (giving birth to) a baby?
Shahira : Leonie..Leonieeeeeeeeee..

*Cik Humaira scrolled the arrow back to the beginning*

Shahira : Aah..AAh..AAH..

*Shahira and Leonie starts laughing like lunatics and literally holding on to each one's respective tummies due to Shahira's pain* XD

Situation 2:

*Cik Humaira clicking on many different subtopics and seems restless*

Student A : Cikgu, tengah cari apa ni? (Teacher, what are you looking for?)
Cik Humaira : Cikgu tengah cari benda yang ada muzik tu.. (I'm looking for the one (subtopic) with music in it..)
Students sitting in the front row : Teacher, try that one..that one..yang tu..(that one..)
Majority of the students : *in a complaining tone* Teacher, dah rehat..(Teacher, it's recess already..)
Cik Humaira : Tunggu jap..(Wait awhile..) (This sentence was repeated many times, till five minutes later..)

Cik Humaira : Aha! Dah dapat! (I got it!)

*class looks up to the LCD screen, and saw a game which needs the student to guess which sperm is going to fuse with the ovum, three chances were given*

Student B : Teacher..Apa benda ni yang ada muzik? Takde pun..(What's this music thing? Don't have one..)

*Cik Humaira clicks the 'release' button, and music similar to the Pink Panther style was playing*

*mixed reactions from the students*

Reaction 1 : *laughs at teacher's cuteness*
Reaction 2 : =.=
Reaction 3 : Teacher..I'm hungry..RECESS!!!..

*****
Habibah will be the death of me.

For your information, she's the biased racist ELS advisor of SIGS.

Tell you what, she's already torturing the hell outta us.

And now, she refuses to let us join SPEC, all because of ONE letter.

ONE letter.

Not like EC didn't send us the letter, it was just because it was so-called not formal enough.

I don't care the crapshit of this, I'm fighting for my rights and I will get it.

And please, I already feel bad when they rejected the first letter.

And I heard Irwin's working on the second one already.

AND she's already making her own arseholic decision.

To Naomi, this is why I said don't expose my blog addy in the Spectrum, what if the teachers see this?? XD

*****
To Najwa Hunny aka my one and only husband in school, happy 15th birthday and you're young okay, not old XD

And I'm so sorry I can't go to CS, you know what my mum's like DX Anyway have a great time alright?

Glad you liked the lolly ;)

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In honour of the school with the same name.

And definitely, I'm not referring to all of the people who belong there.

As everyone should know, there had been this friendly rivalry between SIGS and Convent since ages knows when.

I have no idea why actually, but this moral value had been instilled in all of us when we were just teeny meeny form ones by the seniors of our respective schools.

Since then, the majority had been competing in namely, anything and everything, to win and be the better of the other.

Well, it seems that we had failed again to crush the opponents.

You had destroyed our speakers' hearts emotionally.

They were crushed.

They don't deserve all of this traumatic experience.

In my humble opinion, the opposing team should had been disqualified, as they had managed to break the rules.

They got away with it.

And yes, I couldn't cry after it was announced that the motion had fallen.

The tear glands just weren't activated by this event.

And so now I shall do my response in a much different way.

Fluck© to extra unnecessary statistics and physically disabled adjudicators.

*****If you know me well enough, I'm no sore loser.

I'm actually very reasonable.

Only if YOU ARE.

The copyright of the word fluck© belongs to the Overdresser.

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

Is there anything else you would like to know about me?
Throw me your questions and/or doubts here! I honestly have nothing to hide, so you’ll expect the truth and nothing but the truth.

It’s only how I phrase my answers that you’ll have to be aware of.
Or…you can click hereto go back to reading!

Yes, we shall now go on an uneducational trip right here in the comfort of your chair!

Let's start off small for now!

We will now dine in a Japanese restaurant, order whatever you like! Not like I'm going to pay right

And now to inform you, everybody, there is a real live hoax in here!

This is the most common brand of chili pepper you will see in Japanese diners in Johor, well that's because I'm not sure about the rest of Malaysia.

And guess what, after me trying out this chili pepper personally for myself, I'd just realized that IT WASN'T SPICY AT ALL.

So do not be fooled dear readers! If you really want something to activate your taste buds go for Spicy Ramen. Or anything else plus wasabi by your side XD

*****
And now to the main attraction of the day...

Bandar Hutan! (according to the head tour guide Miss Jasmine Ho Abdullah)

She apologizes for the sudden change of venue, from Saujana Apartments, suggested by yours truly to drag Amelia, who is Miss Jasmine's ah-dorable lil sis to school and talk to Adam, Miss Jasmine's younger brother who's an enthusiastic gamer about PS2 games) and the Indian restaurant (opinion-wised by Veena, who was starving away into nothingness).

And so the journey of the health-conscious Jasmine leading the way ahead with her fooled participants Veena and yours truly the secretary of the day.

First up, after moving away from both Saujana and the Indian restaurant, with the two participants already discouraged at the prospect of WALKING to The City of Jungles..

We see this magnificent castle-like house, where moi takes on her first pictorial of the day, as her job requires her to.

Whoever's the future owner(s) living there got to be full of duckets! XD

After 20 minutes of non-stop walking, we reached the roundabout before the destination, where we had to make a show of ourselves with Encik Zahar waving at us, which thank goodness was greeted back by an over-enthusiastic Veena waving and smiling back. And news number two was even worse when we arrived back and the rest of the prefects on duty for the SPM 2007 results told us that Miss Nav saw us running to cross the roads. Ugh.

And even better reports.

Veena and yours truly had just realized that we took the LONG way past the two schools up north, when we could have just taken the other way passing by the hostels to the same roundabout.

Miss Jasmine here was very happy about the result indeed. How I feel like strangling her at that moment.

So we reached Bandar Hutan after 25 minutes of non-stop walking.

The group climbed up the stairs leading to the food court, with the participants having sore legs, shortness of breath and a disturbing smell from their thick double layered blazers.

And all that was ordered was a cup of teh-o limau ais, which was later known that it was only priced at 1 Malaysian Ringgit =.=

The group were looking very poor indeed with the three of them sharing from one cup of drink.

The crowd found them very fascinating indeed, indeed.

Amazingly, the cats also enjoyed staring at our hungry participant ;D

With this one staring at Veena, found her not worth to be stared at, and off it went to the rooftop XD

After the very short break, it was back to the bus stop where the participants managed and successfully dragged their walking addict of a tour guide to take the bus back to school.

This is where the second pictorial started.

Where Jasmine got rudely cut off twice, pardon the very bad skills of moi.

This is also where my specs got really wonky, due to my request for Jasmine to move in closer.


And so this was the picture of the day! I think.

And so, at last, presenting the one and only tour guide of the day..

*drum roll*

Miss Jasmine Ho, looking not tired at all! Good for her, compared to her spoilt bratty participants, hahah.

It was also here while waiting for the bus that Veena and yours truly saw Nadhirah passing by. We didn't get to confirm that though.

This was how the participants looked like when the bus seemed like it was never coming.

At last the bus came and the participants rushed to the bus looking like lunatics indeed XD



The bus driver was kinda friendly, the bus was empty and air-conditioned, which made everything looked so positive somehow. With me who had never been in a public bus before. What can I say. I am a spoilt brat XD

And then the problem came.

Veena pressed the bell too early and we were dropped off two stops away from the designated area.

And this was my reaction.


The one on the left is the very disappointed culprit, and the one on the right is celebrating with a smile as she had thought we were going to walk back quite a distance yet.

But Jasmine's expression changed when the next bus came in a minute XDD

The second bus ride wasn't as fun as the first, as now the motive's to get back to school. Fast.

And when the group arrived in school, Jasmine was dry as she had a jacket KIV-ed.

While the participants were soaked from head to toe in the rain.

End of report!

*****
The Artistic Crapper's quickies:

1. Apsara was the surprise. Glad she's doing fine.
2. She has yellow nails. Coming up soon XD
3. She feels the gap between them. And is feeling majorly awkward because of it.
4. She hopes she'll never feel that way again, whether it was reluctantly or forced to.
5. It seems that many people has a huge grudge on Sherrylee?
6. She has some love in her heart at last. ♥

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Very random entry.

When I say random, it is indeed random.

Don't believe me?

We'll see.

*****
So this is what's it's like being a third former learning Science.

And for sure you clearly understand which chapter I'm talking about.

In school, this chapter is treated with many exclamations of "Yucks!" and "EEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!"

Yet this is also the chapter that the majority I shall say, the most interested in.

Omega brings lots of laughs.

With Suhaili and Ben Chia there, the class is never boring.

This section will end with the following situations.

Situation 1:

*class viewing the process of childbirth with that e-learning CD with fairly out of the world pronounciation*

Shahira : Eeeeeeeew..Eeeeeewww..*starts screaming softly as if in pain*
Leonie : Shahira, are you telling me your experiences of lahir-ing (giving birth to) a baby?
Shahira : Leonie..Leonieeeeeeeeee..

*Cik Humaira scrolled the arrow back to the beginning*

Shahira : Aah..AAh..AAH..

*Shahira and Leonie starts laughing like lunatics and literally holding on to each one's respective tummies due to Shahira's pain* XD

Situation 2:

*Cik Humaira clicking on many different subtopics and seems restless*

Student A : Cikgu, tengah cari apa ni? (Teacher, what are you looking for?)
Cik Humaira : Cikgu tengah cari benda yang ada muzik tu.. (I'm looking for the one (subtopic) with music in it..)
Students sitting in the front row : Teacher, try that one..that one..yang tu..(that one..)
Majority of the students : *in a complaining tone* Teacher, dah rehat..(Teacher, it's recess already..)
Cik Humaira : Tunggu jap..(Wait awhile..) (This sentence was repeated many times, till five minutes later..)

Cik Humaira : Aha! Dah dapat! (I got it!)

*class looks up to the LCD screen, and saw a game which needs the student to guess which sperm is going to fuse with the ovum, three chances were given*

Student B : Teacher..Apa benda ni yang ada muzik? Takde pun..(What's this music thing? Don't have one..)

*Cik Humaira clicks the 'release' button, and music similar to the Pink Panther style was playing*

*mixed reactions from the students*

Reaction 1 : *laughs at teacher's cuteness*
Reaction 2 : =.=
Reaction 3 : Teacher..I'm hungry..RECESS!!!..

*****
Habibah will be the death of me.

For your information, she's the biased racist ELS advisor of SIGS.

Tell you what, she's already torturing the hell outta us.

And now, she refuses to let us join SPEC, all because of ONE letter.

ONE letter.

Not like EC didn't send us the letter, it was just because it was so-called not formal enough.

I don't care the crapshit of this, I'm fighting for my rights and I will get it.

And please, I already feel bad when they rejected the first letter.

And I heard Irwin's working on the second one already.

AND she's already making her own arseholic decision.

To Naomi, this is why I said don't expose my blog addy in the Spectrum, what if the teachers see this?? XD

*****
To Najwa Hunny aka my one and only husband in school, happy 15th birthday and you're young okay, not old XD

And I'm so sorry I can't go to CS, you know what my mum's like DX Anyway have a great time alright?

Glad you liked the lolly ;)

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In honour of the school with the same name.

And definitely, I'm not referring to all of the people who belong there.

As everyone should know, there had been this friendly rivalry between SIGS and Convent since ages knows when.

I have no idea why actually, but this moral value had been instilled in all of us when we were just teeny meeny form ones by the seniors of our respective schools.

Since then, the majority had been competing in namely, anything and everything, to win and be the better of the other.

Well, it seems that we had failed again to crush the opponents.

You had destroyed our speakers' hearts emotionally.

They were crushed.

They don't deserve all of this traumatic experience.

In my humble opinion, the opposing team should had been disqualified, as they had managed to break the rules.

They got away with it.

And yes, I couldn't cry after it was announced that the motion had fallen.

The tear glands just weren't activated by this event.

And so now I shall do my response in a much different way.

Fluck© to extra unnecessary statistics and physically disabled adjudicators.

*****If you know me well enough, I'm no sore loser.

I'm actually very reasonable.

Only if YOU ARE.

The copyright of the word fluck© belongs to the Overdresser.

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