Wednesday, 28 April 2010

Maths and Science Week, Day 1

It was Tuesday and it was the first day of Maths and Science Week. Or Science week only because most of the exhibitions there were scientifically related.


I arrived school around 6.55am. I went into the school hall and scrutinised what the form 5 students were intending to do. They were making balloons filled with hydrogen gas, and that balloons would be burnt by our principal. The balloons were too light and the students had to tie them on chairs. And here's something I found exceptionally interesting: KTS's laugh was unbelievably "yam". I never heard that type of laugh last year, or maybe I just didn't notice it.

During the opening ceremony, the ballons were burnt and the students were shocked by the sounds of the explosion, but after that all the students gave thunderous applause to our principal. Then the two PKs were invited to release a bottle of gas that ejected from the bottles tied on both sides of the board.


After that I started my duty. At first no one played sudoku, probably because there was another slot organising sudoku. So we had "competition" and we fought to get more "customers". Winner is yet to be determined.

Then customers began to increase and increase, and I felt happy too, at least what I had printed had not been wasted. My duty ended upon 10.50pm, but I realised NLL didn't go to school, so I stayed in the hall until 12.40pm (I cut class, I didn't want to see ACS's face so I ponteng). After that--Chemistry. I couldn't afford to lose a lesson because Chemistry was my weakest subject among the three sciences.

Around 2pm I started my duty again, and went home around 4.00pm after we had everything kept.

Thursday, 22 April 2010

SM Week

Title SM stands for Science and Maths, not my classmate.......just to make it clear.

All right. Let's start from 2.20pm. I went to IT lab, sat on my chair and saw the a big "rosak" was written on top of the monitor. I was not fool (of course), but the computer was very...very slow.




After IT and met HJJ. We needed to do something which I hadn't done it before. We used the manila cards we bought and pasted them together, in order to form a bigger rectangle that would be pasted on the board, which everyone would see during the opening ceremony of SM week.

Then we realised the manila cards were not suffice. A thought came to my mind, but I threw it away because it wasn't sensible to do it. Whatever.

OQJ then joined our party and gave a helping hand (two helping hands actually), we did it quite fastly. I learnt something today: I can't draw straight lines!

We took about an hour and half to do pasting and cutting. We lacked glue and manila cards, so our mission was incomplete. But anyway, we kept the manila card (has not become 1) in the cupboard in 4S4.


The manila card could not fit in, so we did some arrangement. But then something interesting happened: the metal (which supports whatever the are put on top of it, I don't know what is that called.......) collapsed. It collapsed suddenly and I was so shocked because it fell on me. Everything it supported fell off and I got a papercut. We were shocked but yet we still manage to crack a smile.

After rearranging everything and putting the manila card inside the cupboard, we locked it and fled from 4S4 because it was already late. But then when I got home, I realised I had left my pencil box in the class.



NO!!!

Saturday, 17 April 2010

Sukan Tahunan

Straight to the topic.

I went to school at 6.15am. We practised marching for about 15 minutes, which really annoyed us because we were all sweaty after that, and knowing the fact that it was early in the morning, it aggravated everything. We hate to sweat early in the morning.

Then we had to change to our full-uniform. I guess no one outside PBSM saw me wearing that, except four scouts who were standing in front of me. Then we marched into the field. I was quite sure I didn't make any mistakes, maybe the spaces weren't accurate, but I was quite sure nothing that can affect the entire group. I was the marker. I could only know what mistakes I had done, I couldn't see everyone behind me.

Then, when we reached out stop and when the commander said henti, I was supposed to stop right at the side of SM (the scout) so that it could form a straightline. I didn't know if I did stop at the right place. I just hope it did. But then on Wednesday I realised none of them actually bothered to form a line, so I guess this part was negligible.

After we stopped, our eyes were widened with fear. Two enormous speakers were positioned in front of us (pity KWW, he was standing the closest to the speakers). My ears were drumming, and I could feel my ossicles moving!!! I'm not kidding. I'm not the only one who felt that!

We left the field then, and most of the people (including me) who were standing at the front rubbed our ears. It really pained!

Then I had to change to another shirt because I needed to duty. After that one hour duty I went to chow things down, and then spending hours wasting time.

Then around 11.58am, all of us needed to go back to the field. I was asked to hold the flag because the person in charge wasn't available. I was quite nervous because I had never hold a flag. But I did.

And when we were at the field. I made MISTAKES!!! Urr I want to bang my head now! I thought I didn't have to follow the commands because I was holding the flag!! You can't blame me....I have no experience. But then I guess it weren't big mistakes.

While standing there, some of you might notice I kept my head down. That's because the speakers were right in front of me and again I could feel my ossicles drumming. I'm not kidding, I could really feel my ossicles drumming! It really hurt and my ears were really suffering!

I made mistakes at the end of the day, I wish it was forgivable.

Wednesday, 14 April 2010

Sukan Tahunan Rehearsal

OK. I'm not gonna post any pictures about this because I can't find anything that fits what I'm about to say and I'm also tired to post the pictures.

I went to school this morning and waited for about 30 minutes for the rehearsal to begin. It was 7.30am and all of us were gathered in front of Block B. Then we moved to the field and stood where we were told to stand at. They were just telling us where we should stand, and then we left the field and the rehearsal officially began.

PBSM always lined at the last. We marched into the field. Some of us couldn't follow the timing because the JSPO music was too loud.

Then after we stood at the place we were appointed to, we waited for the teachers to speak and the students to talk. We stood for about 30 minutes, and my legs went numb. Particularly when I was wearing a jeans, jeans made movements difficult.

Then we left the field and entered the field for the second time. My legs and hands were sore and I had no idea how much sweat I had drunk. We reached our place and waited for another 30 minutes for the teacher and principal to finish whining. Again, we left the field with questions marks. We didn't have any guarantees what we did today would be done again this Saturday, especially when new things were added.

It was around 9.30am when we dismissed. Throng dispersed and I wanted to go back to my class because I had Add.Maths lesson.

But then, NLL wasn't teaching at all.....

16/44 in my class wakil this morning. Canggih!

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Wish Came True

It's Tuesday and my last two lessons were Chemistry.

I missed the previous lessons because I had to bring the books to the bilik persidangan for checking, therefore I had no clue what we were about to do. Then I was told that we were going to do an interesting experiment that was so important until TPS needed us to go to the lab very early.

We didn't object because we didn't like the lesson before Chemistry--Moral! All of us worked together to badger ACS to let us go. Finally someone butter him up and he agreed. Thank god!

That experiment was quite interesting. Each group which consist of 4 members were required to conduct an experiment that was said to be difficult to get the accurate result. My group members: Xue Xun, Shik Ming, Ivy and me.

Our experiment: To determine the empirical formula of Magnesium Oxide by combustion

My job is to open and cover the lid very fastly (with an acceleration 100000ms^-2) to ensure that oxygen can get into the crucible and prevent the magnesium oxide from diffusing into the air. I was given the hardest job. It was considered to be the hardest because I had to prevent two things from happening simultaneously. I had to admit--I never thought I had that dexterity.
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Before we started our experiment, I threw a 5 sen coin from the chemistry lab to the fountain below. I wished that our experiment would success while throwing that coin down. And guess what! My dream did come true and our result was one of the best! You don't believe me? Ask SM, Ivy and XX.

At first we were the slowest because our crucible was the biggest. It took a longer time for the magnesium ribbon to burn. We waited until we lost our patient, and so did TPS. So she taught us to use another bunsen burner to set the magnesium ribbon on fire.

She's such a b*t*h! She had this brilliant idea and she never told us and wasted our precious time!

We got the result, and although we were the second last one to finish, our result was considered one of the best. Our result: Magnesium=1, Oxygen=1.1. Empirical formula: MgO.

Now I have discovered the treasure in our school---The Wishing Fountain!! Haha xD

Saturday, 10 April 2010

Hectic

I'm having a hectic life recently. First of all, I have trouble keeping up my studies, especially Chemistry and Malay. MSegara cannot be depended upon because he is a slacker which cannot be described in words, and his lessons never fail to make me sleep. Then Chinese too. My chinese still sucks, especially the 文言文理解 part. Objective questions have been removed from paper 2, so if we don't understand the passage, we can't answer all questions. And that's what bother me.

Ok. Let's start with Wednesday (since my last post was Tuesday). The first two lessons on Wednesday were Chemistry, but I missed it because I had to bring the books for checking. Two periods gone that way and I had gone behind my friends. I'm gonna miss another two periods next Wednesday because I would be at the sukan tahunan rehearsal. (I HATE IT!!)
After book checking, it was only 8.40am. Only 10 minutes were left so we decided to stay in the class instead of going to the lab. Then we chit-chat. And TPS was delaying again because all of classmates.....well....most of them were late for the class. Luckily OSM didn't care. Then....Physics. My teacher started to teach 2.9-Resolution of Force. That subtopic had all of just shocked and our mind spinned. Forming a triangle from a diagram was something we weren't familiar with. She was going very slowly, and she advised us to take it slowly because that was one of the difficult topic in Physics. Then I thought, what would happen to SHE's students, since she didn't even bother to teach at all?

On Thursday, most of us were praying and hoping that MSegara would be absent. But our prays were ignored by our god. I hate his lessons!!! BORING!!! Then we had Biology, which really stimulated my nerves because we were talking about foods (call me a glutton or whatever, I just love foods!). Then essay writing. I like to write essays, especially English and Chinese. So I wrote an exceptionally long essay which later I found out of the topic...

On Friday, another Physics lesson. We were still in 2.9. This chapter was principally about triangle and trigonometry. And my teacher was going very, very slowly, and many of my friends had been worried about their mid-term exam. I said I'm fine with exams, as long as I got A+ in SPM. But I guess that would be almost impossible.

Saturday.....activity. The activity conducted was tiring. Water was drained out from my body and my bones were labouring to keep themselves in a fix position, but to no avail. I shouldn't be part of the sukan parade. We shouldn't be part of it. I hate it! But I'm quite happy that I'm no longer the headmarker. Haha. xD
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Oh. Check this out: http://chowyl-pjs.blogs.smjk.edu.my/ It's our school BC panitia's blog (CYL, check the school magazine if you don't know who she is). I really admired her for having such a good chinese. She is almost a professional and if I haven't seen the blog was actually under our school, I would have thought the blog belongs to a China Chinese. She is now teaching form 6 chinese. Just for your information, it's not easy to teach form 6 Chinese and there are not more than 1000 students take Chinese for STPM. I really admired this teacher for her chinese. I wish I could have what she has.




OK. That's all for today. No more yelling or lamenting because I'm now in a good mood. The picture above is not pertinent to what I wrote. It's just a decoration for my blog. Just ignored it. (^_^)

Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Mole

Chemistry is now one of the subjects I hate the most. TPS has just started teaching about the mole concept. She's going very quickly, and I have trouble following her. But then slowly everything begins to sink in. I'm having a lot of spaces for the concept to sink, I just need more time so that it can sink permanently...I mean...I'm bringing it to form 5 and probably university, ain't I right?


Call me a numskull, but mole concept is a piece of byzantine chemistry concept for me. I'm still struggling with it. Labouring with chemistry is something I will never fail to lose. I love Physics and Biology more.

By the way, TPS is not a punctual person. Yesterday we had Chemistry lessons and it was the last two periods. The bell had rung but she kept on giving questions. And although she had only delayed for 5 minutes, all of my classmates had been dumped by their bus uncles and aunties. They missed their bus! All of them! And as a result, they all lined up to make phonecalls. Pity them.....

Should I register for David's tuition? I am quite bored, and I have heard how good is David's english. They say he specialised in English, and he opens tuition centres for students who are facing 1119 and also O-level. I have seen the results of his students (I have to say, his act of listing his students' name and their results and distributing the paper around makes me think he is kind of cocky and maybe he just thinks that he is indeed a good teacher) and I'm kind of interested about his tuition, especially when I know how bad my english is. Maybe he can save my english. I'm ambivalent about that.

Saturday, 3 April 2010

Formasi

Okay, I'm quite tired, so this post is gonna be short.

I went to school this morning and watched the seven badan beruniform compete. We were bored but we still watched them marching formasi.

In my opinion, Girl Guide did the worst, and KRS did the best. KPL might be great, but not great enough if compared to KPW. Scouts are great too, but compared to KRS, I still loved KRS more. And PBSM was undoubtedly one of the worst. Bomba's was superb too, but I missed the beginning.

Only girls in PBSM were involved in formasi. They were only 8 boys in PBSM from form 3 to form 5, if we joined the formasi we would be awarded the 'least people' award. We were just like girls in scouts, the small number of us didn't allow us to participate.

But I didn't mind. Formasi needs a lot of sacrifices, and sometimes, although you are willing to sacrifice, your parents might not. And it happened to me two years ago.

I didn't know the result. If anyone can tell me I will be seriously indebted to you. Thanks.

Friday, 2 April 2010

Sukan Tara

The PKKK was very smart, our sukan tara fell on April's Fool. But because it was the day we were having sukan tara, we were mostly occupied with determination to win and we forgot it was April's Fool. If my friends hadn't reminded me I guess I would have forgotten about it too.

About 7.30am, all houses were required to gather their members and ready to get started. I'm a yellow house member and my group was the unlucky one. We started our sport with the energy-consuming 200m run! We ran 200m as warm-up, it's so unfair, the other houses took shot-put or long jump or high jump as their warm-up, but we had been chosen to take 200m.

After that run, I was exhausted because I finished it in 30s. (And I got 2 marks for yellow house).

Chun Wei's brilliant mind: 200m is actually a waste, because our initial velocity is zero, final velocity is zero, displacement is also zero, only time taken is 30s. so substitute them into s=1/2(u+v)t we got 0=1/2(o+o)30.
Haha. xD But don't get it wrongly. The equation of motion is only used for movement of objects on a straight line. 200m is a circle, so equation of motion can't be applied. Please don't get it wrong, it's just a joke.

After 200m it was high jump. I jumped and got 1 mark again. I was afraid I couldn't make it because the last time I jumped, I failed, and that compunction ate me from the inside of my body. Yesterday I got nervous and my leg went weak and I went wobbly. Luckily I succeed and my friends told me I jumped very highly. I didn't know that because I couldn't see how high I jumped.


High jump was risky. Many of them failed to land on the mattress and almost landed on the field, which was solid hard. Khai Wen was one of them, and he shocked the holy hell out of the PS and the teachers. Initially everything was okay and the teacher treated it noncholantly, but when his buddy who jumped from the left nearly banged his head and broken his legs, the PS and teachers freaked out and had the mattress rearranged. Angles were important in high jump, bear that in mind.

Then 100m. Before I ran my heart was pumping vigoriously. Without taking in enough oxygen I ran again, and after that ran my heart had almost exploded. Then something happened, one of the people yelled vociferously and used profanity. The teachers subdued their anger and contemplated and realised the students who had just finished their race might have violated the rule. But then, what else could they do? I got my fourth mark here.

Long jump freaked me out and I didn't get a point. Then shot-put. I threw with energy but then the ball landed right on the line, which meant no marks at all......tt

Then, tug-of-war, the activity everybody was anticipating. Yellow house lost again, how dared they!



After sukan tara, we had our brunch and continued our lesson, and I took rice and bread. During biology lesson, every students needs to team up with a friend to conduct an experiment. Since Jacky was absent, I had to do it solo. And I loved it, a lot! And my results were satisfying too!
That's all about my post. It's late and I had to sleep.

Thursday, 1 April 2010

Nostalgia

CONSIDERED YOURSELF WARNED! I'M ABOUT TO START DWELLING ABOUT MY PAST, WHICH CAN BE ANNOYING TO SOME PEOPLE.

I'm always nostalgic when I remembered what happened last year, but i shouldn't prevent me from preserving the memories. I missed last year so much.

The day I stepped into 3A5, I realised I had lost the treasured seat. I was forced to sit at the back of the classroom. I had been worried about my year in 3A5, because there were 27 boys and 17 girls. Where boys were around, trouble lurked, even though I knew I would be one of them, sooner or later. It was our first year being in the morning session. Everything was unfamiliar. Everyone was lining up to go to the field to listen to the speech. Imagine how naive we were last year, we actually lined up......The teachers were strangers. When my class teacher entered my class, I was quite nervous because I was afraid I had met another volatile teacher. But obviously she wasn't, she was, in fact, friendly and lovable.

What my class teacher (OSH) said last year had imprinted on my mind: Di mana ada banyak lelaki, banyak masalah, and another famous quote, which I still remembered and used it to memorise moral: Kalau awak fikir yang bukan-bukan, awak akan cakap yang bukan-bukan dan awak akan buat yang bukan-bukan. I actually used this quote to memorise the definition of "Kesedarhanaan" in Moral.

Then, the "AGM" started and Jacky Lam was nominated as the class monitor, and as expected, he won. Vi Vian became his assistant and Derrick became the treasurer of the class. Li Yan won the place as the cleaning Queen, she was in charge of the cleanliness in the class. Then one by one, our teachers entered our class. I remembered Teow CS told us to get ourselves used to morning session, and she told us she can't speak Chinese, but she understood a little. Then KLP entered and our first impression about her had never changed since. OSM entered and we felt she taught Maths too fastly. We went to the science lab and met KTS and then we just thought we just stumbled upon another psychotic teacher, but of course every of his students would disagree. Anath entered and we loved this teacher, then CBC entered and we felt happy because we knew Mages's voice was way too loud to bear.

Thinking about the teachers, I missed them, except OSM because she is still teaching my this year. I still miss the others, and weirdly I kind of miss KLP.

Then I began to assimilate into the groups in my class. SSK and LZJ had kind of terrified me because I knew their attitude sucked. But yet, if talking about friendship, they weren't that bad. Later, one of my classmates broke her ankle. Our class was required to change with 3B6 for her convenience. But then she insisted she could walk and we went back to our 'home'. Then, not long after her injury, one of my friends fractured his arm. He was playing basketball and somehow he had his arm injured. He was then hospitalised and monitored and then released from the hospital after days. His condition wasn't bad, but yet the injury left a mark on his arm.

As what Ken Nord said, our class never had a day without absence of students. It was true, for the beginning of the year. I remembered my first class test: we all failed BI. 33 out of 44 in my class failed BI, and my teacher didn't seem to care. Then I remembered we used to paint the class together. It was Sunday as we went back to our class to colour the walls with green colour, much to my annoyance because I thought it wasn't the perfect choice. At first we painted it slowly because we weren't used to painting, and that day was the very first time I went into the girls' room. Then, our lunch--Pizza. We ordered pizzas via phone and brought it into the class and ate them. I loved that moment.

The second them wasn't that exciting because we had to paint the class after co-curricular activities. We were quite tired and we had to wait for the paint to be delivered to us, and Vi Vian was working so slowly and she gave it to us upon 3.00pm, and we had to paint the class rushly.

Nothing much happened in the middle of the year then.

KSK, the prefect was infected with chicken pox. He was absent for only a week. I remembered the last time I got it, it took me two weeks to recover. Either he did have a strong immume system or he took some medication. GCH demand was getting stronger, she kept asking me to change seat with her, although the teacher didn't allow that. Then we had a speech about microorganism and mud (I couldn't remember what that was), we played with that mud and rolled it into a ball with enzymes and played for practically an hour.

Then, at the end of July, one of my classmates banged his head and was hospitalised. He was due to release on Tuesday, but then someone said the doctor found some complication and he was asked to stay until everything had proven to be normal. He pulled through and came back on Thursday and became the centre of attraction in my class. I didn't know how the news spread but apparently the teachers knew too. I remembered it was the end of July because I remembered seeing him running during the marathon even though he just recovered.

Speaking about the marathon....We were beginning to run, when the rain poured down mercilessly and wet all of us. We were just at the beginning point but we had to finish the run, and I remembered the rain pouring down and covered my spectacles with water drops and wetting my shirt and causing my shirt to be heavy. We still finish the run, and I laughed when I read the article in the school magazine that eulogised us because we finished the run even though it rained. Actually we had no choice. Girls were lucky, they didn't need to complete the run. Anyway, lucky draw contests began later and I felt that l shouldn't wait for the entire morning to wait for the teacher to announce the number holding in my hand and stepped out to receive the prize which I knew I wouldn't enjoy much. So I didn't take the number and stand aside to watch.

Then Choong WC suspected himself to have been infected with H1N1 and he wore mask to school. He coughed loudly but that didn't scare us from being around him. Beh HS was also showing flu-like symptoms but of course, none of them had been tested positive for H1N1. Percubaan PMR was certainly not easy. We had our exams in the hall and we hated it. The exam went swimmingly for some people, but not me. But then, I didn't know why, after the percubaan I just didn't feel like studying anymore. So I just stopped studying and kept doing exercises. And I got 8As in PMR without reading any reference books days before PMR. It shocked me, a lot!

Before PMR every students were required to have the anti-tetanus shot. After the medicine (tetanus to be precise) was administered we felt our arm sore and weak. Some went back home and had fever but I had none and came to school the next day.

After PMR was the day everyone was enjoying, but unavoidably some of us had said that after PMR, although the school had allowed us to play, we felt bored because the games we could bring to school were restricted. It was fine for the first week, but after that, the days were creeping slowly and some of us had cut class for the rest of the days.

Then, the last day on the school. Many were absent but I still went to school. I can't write more, it would get boring.

In the nutshell, I love 3A5 and I wish to study in that class again. Annoyed? I have warned you!