Thursday, January 29, 2009
that's what they are
merely pointless monologues
Ignorance walks in many forms
Wealth struts down the lane in his cashmere coat
swaggering of his fortune and wine,
with Poverty begging at his feet
licking dirt from his boots
Greed sits behind the mahogany desk
strewn with cash and bank checks,
profit from robbery
while Gratitude meekly sweeps his floors
picking at his crumbs
Cruelty laughs in the face of death
shooting the stars
with collosal bazookas
when Mercy cries for justice
with a broken arm in one hand
that's what they are, just pointless monologues
p/s: sorry, Zah. I was inspired by your blog title.
Monday, January 26, 2009
It's tiresome, and it's not the purpose of this blog.
Sure they're fun and they give you a reason to blog, for those who don't really know what to do with their blogs.
I got this from February 2008 issue of Reader's Digest.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Location: SMSTMFP compounds, covering dormitories, classes, toilets, etc., etc. no premise is spared from my photo-snapping. There were lots more pictures taken within these few weeks, but here are some of them.
Guess what's on my table. Maths, or add maths?
An exhibition of determination.
Not forgetting the lil' critters found..I don't know what the heck this creature is, it looks like some kind of butterfly.
These are mine.
For Biology class, studying a cow's heart.End of transmission. More to come later.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
The synopsis sounds juicy, as it provides a twist to the conventional Wizard of Oz story. My sinister inner child-cum-imp is hell bent on getting her hands on this one.
And yeah, pray that I do well for my trials and the real SPM. 12 A1s, including that Cambridge English assessment. Oh, just so you know, I'm not doing any more tags in the future, mind you.
Well, anyway, here's the first novel I've read to kick start the year. Another one of Syakir's. The second chick lit book from him after The Devil Wears Prada.
The first few chapters seemed strikingly promising, and the whole novel was absolutely witty with humorous descriptions, going overboard in typical chick litty exaggeration and melodrama (what's that suppose to mean?), especially when it came to doing the karaoke, and checking out guys.
It was entertaining, the plot was fast-paced in the beginning, but when it came closer to opening the last letter, the pace slowed down a notch, until it came to a point when I felt dull going over the repetition of sequence of events. The Daniel- Holly thing, yeah, I saw it coming, obviously. Why do stories define love as something so..predictable?
I liked the idea that Gerry wrote letters for Holly to be read after he died. Some of them were short and witty, to the extent that I was curious to hear more from him. I expected a longer letter in the last one, but well, it came up short of my expectations, literally.
Overall, it is an 'okay' read I guess, if I had to compare it to Twilight, I'd rather prefer this one. Frankly speaking, Twilight sucks. P.S. is a more 'chicken soup for the soul' style with the untrimmed cussing thrown in.
However, I do find some of the parts quite silly, and somewhat under-developed (is that how it's spelled?) and predictable.
I am not sure what kind of novel that I enjoy nowadays, I seem that very much pernickety (I think I've read this word in one of Enid Blyton's books, and I think that's how it is spelled, yep I got a B3 on my grammar for my English proficiency test, so my confidence is slightly affected).
Well, 2009 is a long way to go (although it may pass very fast!), there is still more room for more reviews...and homework revision..ahahahaaaa
So much for my new year resolutions, I've already blown my top, twice and I've been late for school three times already, which has caused me to abandon my breakfast most of the time, even if I didn't abandon it, I would still be seen purchasing canteen food. I can't help myself, I need to eat.
Some of the highlights for the two weeks was the motivational session with the UTP students, where we had a mock interview session, and some activities. I got some useful info on engineering.
Another highlight is the Gaza fund raising. The event had a great effect on me. I was stunned. After all these years, I've had my tears held back so obstinately, but at that particular moment, they came streaming out like a fountain. It simply was.. devastating to see them all suffer like that. Can you imagine? Stones against guns? Families running for their lives and seeing your loved ones die in front of you? Having your kids taken away and all that? That was.. unthinkably inhumane.
Lastly, who could ever forget Mr. Dol?
He has moved on to SMK Kubang Telaga as the new principal there. I wrote him a poem.
This morning before I came back to KL, the form 5 and form 3 students had a consultation session between the parents and the teachers. Apparently, from the teachers' comments, it was obvious that I wasn't paying attention in class, and I have not been trying hard enough.
When I get back, I will have to face the music of more headache-inducing affairs, especially the demand of exorbitant amount of funds for K.O.T. among other things. I am at my wit's end.
Indeed 2009 will be a roller-coaster ride. Change is expected, whether for better or for worse.
Obama, Najib, etc., etc.
Well, the title says it all, OMG! 2009.