Celebrating Independence Day

What day is it today? Wednesday!!! :D Haha, totally outta topic. Well, today is a historic day for Malaysians, for today marks the 54th anniversary of independence. On this day, 31st August 1957, Tunku Abdul Rahman declared freedom from the grip of the British Empire. Hooray! :D

But now, 54 years fast forward, do you young people even know about this awesome feat, let alone appreciate it? How do you guys celebrate it? By clubbing? Partying all night? WRONG. You guys should totally celebrate it with your head held up high and going have a trip 'round historical sites! Feel the patriotic spirit in you! You guys don't have to do stoopeed stuff that might hurt the country's reputation. :)

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to hang a flag up. :D

In an Empty School

So, there's only a few days left before Eid is celebrated all 'round the world, and students rejoicing as the hols start. Students like me. But unlike others, I get to experience what it feels like to wait for your parents in a boarding school, all alone. :)

It's true what my friends say, being in the school grounds with only the birds chirping, the trees swaying and some unknown species screeching is quite relaxing. You don't have to worry 'bout other people ruining your eardrums as they shout incoherent things. The students were so eager to get home. It took like, an hour for the place to go from hazardously loud to deadly silent. :D

But within all that calm and peacefulness, there's a sense of loneliness in my heart. Wandering 'round the empty school and dorms aches my heart. So I feel painful yet exhilarating. XD And I felt bored, even though there was a pile of comics next to me, and so many things that can be done. Like vandalizing, or rummaging through other people's stuff, but I don't do that. It's not nice. :) In the end, there was only the kitten I was entrusted to take care of this hols to keep me company. Though it was of no help at all. It slept all the while. ._________.

The kitten. So cute~ :D

I'm gonna end this by saying have a happy Eid and hols to everyone! Make sure you come back in one piece. ;)

Cheating Exams

Hi there, people. How's life? Mine feels great (For the moment, at least.)! Exam week's over, and I got some of my papers back. I've improved! I feel so mushy inside! :D I earned it fair and square.

Unlike some people. They earned it unfair and irregular shape. .______.

During the exam week, I've seen friends using their means of cheating to get good grades. Come on, guys! Would you be proud of yourselves if you get A+ by using reference books? Some whispered to each other, others threw paper balls around to convey their message. Heck, they even had books on their laps! D: (In case you were wondering how the teacher was surprisingly blind enough to not see the obvious... We have frilly clothes covering the table. O.O Purple and frilly. *Dundundun*)

Some, though, got caught redhanded. And in a silly way. And then he was humiliated. The reason why?

The headteacher announced it in front of everyone.

Last Thursday, during assembly, he told the entire student body that he had confiscated a Form 5's mobile. (Yesh, rules state that mobile phones are forbidden, but the students nor the teachers care. :)) The shocking thing was there were text messages sent during the exam! And the head teacher, being such a kind soul, read the SMSes out loud for all the curious little people to hear. :D

The best part is, the texts were sent to a handful of people. Lucky teacher. With one single cellphone, he was able to find people who brought their phones AND cheated in their exams. Talk 'bout kill lotsa birds with one stone! XD

We've learnt a valuable lesson, didn't we kids? And for those who don't have a clue what the golden rule is:

IF YOU CHEAT, MAKE SURE TO GET RID OF

ALL THE EVIDENCE.

LOL. Just kidding. The real lesson is to never cheat. You'll never be proud with the result you get. Plus, you'll be in deep trouble and humility if you ever get caught. And the chances of that happening are very, VERY high. :D

Have a nice day. :)

Writing a Poem is Hard

Yesh, it's true. I tried my hardest to write one, but it either sounds corny, crappy, silly, or just plain nonsense. Finally did one without actually scrunching it up and throwing it in the bin furiously. It's a message, for a friend, and I hope she gets what I'm trying to say. It's pretty obvious. :D But half of me wants to show it to her, half of me doesn't. Sigh... What to do? Decided to show it after all.

You can find it here. <------- Yesh, there. :)

Now I'm gonna protect myself from all the laughter/lecture from her, saying it's sounds corny/crappy/silly/just plain nonsense. Read it before I change my mind and destroy the thing. :D

The End of Harry Potter

So, the moment has arrived. After so many years of following the Boy Who Lived in his magical adventures, it has finally ended with Voldemort's death, and fast forward 19 years, Harry Potter seeing his son on board the train to Hogwarts. 'Tis a very sad day for HP fans when the final book came out, as it meant the end is nigh for the series, and all that's left to do is to nervously wait for the movie. But fret not, my little ones, for he will live on in your hearts, and there are more regarding HP for you dearies to feast upon. *Insert witch's cackle* Soon you will all be fattened up by Pottermore~!!! >:D I should stop now.

Even though Harry Potter has been a part of my life, I couldn't really say I'm a big fan. After all, the only HP book I've read Deathly Hallows. The others, I followed via movies. But after watching the two final movies and comparing it with the actual book, I think it's sparked my curiosity of the books. I felt that the movies hadn't covered enough of the book, even though it was divided into two parts.
Don't ask me why. I felt it, I dunno the reason.
I'll try to add reading the books into my to do list. Let's see when I'll get round to it. Probably within the next decade or so. But for now, I just wanna say, move on people. It's finished. You all know he'll live on in our bittersweet memories. :)

Of Train Rides and Malaysians

How's you? :) Two days ago, I had to take a train to go back home from school.

Yes, my school is that far away. Like, a state away. .___.

It was pretty much an exciting experience for both me and my friend, since it was a first for us. Even though the journey took 3 hours and 15 minutes to get home, I couldn't really sleep. There were a couple of stuffs I didn't really want to remember, though.

My train rides starts at Sg. Gadut (At the bottom), across the blue line until KL Central, then goes to the left, on the red line to Shah Alam. :)

I should tell you, that my ride's divided into two parts: Sungai Gadut - KL Central, and KL Central - Shah Alam. So, for the second half of my train ride, I had to stand and be squashed by other people, since I was too slow in grabbing a seat. So for the next 45 minutes, I had to endure excruciating pain on my shoulders and back, as a result of carrying my heavy school bag. T_____T Woe is me...

Okay, maybe I did get to sit, but it was a stop away from the destination, so it really didn't count. D:

But I didn't really care 'bout my physical pain. Not when my patriotic spirit is wounded. Why, I hear you ask.
Well, my answer is I'm ashamed of the community.

Even though Malaysia is proud of its diversity, unity, and culture, what good does it do if the reputation is slowly fading away due to the lack of politeness in Malaysians? This I realised at the KL Central Station. It's buzzing with people, a usual sight on Fridays. And the coach I was on was packed like a tin of sardines. What shocked me that some people outside were willing to force themselves in, at the cost of the others' comfort.

We were already packed like sardines, why try and force another one in? ._.

And so begins the verbal fight between sides. What I'm ashamed of is that they're not ashamed to show their disgusting attitude to other people who just wants peace and quiet, me included. And what are these actions gonna tell the foreigners?

Many, many things. But all of them negative.