BBQ

I'm now at the annoying bastard's house (you know who he is), with the walking fish and the emaciated imp. As for me, metaphorical names are put on hold, for now.

Tonight he's having a BBQ, so now I'm at his house, doings things, or messing things, depending on how you put your words. As what will turn out later tonight, that'll be another story entirely.

Stay put!

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Straight to the story.

We made sandwiches around 5.30pm. Ingredients were tuna, onion (badly cut), cucumber (horribly chopped), tomato (terribly misshaped) and, to prank people, wasabi is too added. I wasn't part of their game so I didn't taste wasabi sandwiches, luckily.

People began to trickle in around 6.00pm, around the time which we began to start burning charcoal. Shik Ming was the only scout there, and we threw our hope on him because we thought he was experienced, but turned out he wasn't, so we pitched in and figured the ways to ignite the fire.

And as more of you expected, girls did not spend much time ministering to us. Mind you, they only helped fanning the flame (literal meaning) which most of them fanned to no avail. But anyway, TWS, ZSM, Jacky and I did most of the job. We wasted our energy breaking charcoals apart, we tried hardly trying to ignite the fire, and we trying very hardly, with almost all of our energy, trying to fan the flame in order to burn the charcoal - the most taxing part.

And the flame did burn, after 1 hour and 20 minutes of trying. Ya we are losers.

Actually I had BBQ last year, but my memory was hazy. That's why I couldn't recall how to start the fire. I knew my uncle added something and kept messing with the charcoal. But since we were gung-ho, we tried very hard, albeit displeased, to start the fire without anyone's help. It kept going back to square one, but glad to say we succeeded anyway

While starting the flame, a spark from fire burnt my finger. It was painful, and I took an ice cube to relieve the pain. But it didn't help much. The gnawing pain didn't subside until the next day.

While the girls were otherwise engaged, we started smoking the chickens and sausages, with sausages most favourited. I was the one who bought the sausages. I didn't know what flavour they wanted so I bought all of them - cheese, mushroom, black pepper and garlic. I loved black pepper the most, while others loved cheese more.

ZSM bought some corns and potatoes from pasar malam and they burnt them too. The leftover salmon from the annoying bastard's lunch was wrapped in an aluminium foil and smoked.

The chicken was mouth-watering. It took a long time to smoke them (20 minutes) and it took only 1 minute to shove them down the throat (the annoying bastard is the best example - 30 seconds).

The barbeque went on. The annoying bastard's mother came back later and we had prepared chickens for her, but sadly one of the chickens were undercooked. We smoked the chicken again, but then, it went astray. Someone took it and we didn't know who.

The barbeque went on until 10.00pm. It was late and I knew my parents weren't used to staying up late, so I called them and went home later. The others stayed at his house and continued to eat and celebrate.

It was a great day. I hope we can do this again. Can we do this again, annoying bastard?

As for what transpired after I left, I've no idea.

Random Post on Random Topics

Hectic life prompts me to spontaneously write a note on ongoing events. So now I am writing things about some happenings.

Irresponsible member
Ya he's repeating the history. He's now sloppy and our teacher has nearly gone berserk, caused principally by his irresponsibility. He was late for duty, he skipped his duty solely because he wanted to do a slam dunk, and he never did his job - until the teacher got fed up with him and met him and personally gave him a choice: to leave or stay. My conjecture was - he stayed, but he would again be irresponsible. This ain't his first time, and he'll repeat it again.

Chinese New Year Celebration
That was what we celebrated yesterday, and our illegal party was only known by our chinese teacher, who secretly joined us momentarily and dutifully back to her teaching later. Various kinds of foods were brought, all deleterious to health and fattening, and our feast lasted for quite long. Nearly gone out of control. Junk foods were the top of the favourites.

Farewell party for Kenneth
Ya I don't know him. I met him nearly everyday in school and I didn't bother to wave, simply because I don't know him and he's just a familiar stranger. His departure was a big deal to many people and they threw a party for him. I didn't join them as I didn't want to be an interloper.

Tedious Biology Lesson, thanks to my bio teacher
5S6 says she doesn't know the difference between leukocytes and lymphocytes and she even said they are synonymous. My class said she doesn't know what 'thrombocytes' is. The crux is: she's not conversant in Biology. Even if she took this course in her university, I'm 100% sure she failed very badly. Her english is painful to ears, her teaching is tedious to our mind, and her notes are painful to our eyes. Malaysia is no doubt going downhill.

Annoying Chemistry teacher
I've never seen anyone doing things based on textbook before, she made the first. She did every thing like what the government wanted, and she even do things there were right to do, but old-fashioned to follow. That's what make us peeved, and that's just the beginning. Guess we gonna endure the whole year.

Tragedy that Befallen My Friend
I knew one of his family members passed away, but I didn't thought it was his sister. Normally, people are closer to siblings than grandparents, so I'm sure the pain he suffered was stronger than normal. His sister lapsed into coma and died later, diagnosis unknown. I'm sentimental by nature, therefore I'm strongly affected by the sadness. He lost a sister, and I can't imagine how much pain he was in - maybe it feels like a concrete edifice had toppled on him, or he feels the burning sensation of unbearable heat due to pronounced sadness , or maybe he is simply overwhelmed by the pain and he feels nothing. Anyway, everything goes on, and the pain will slowly subside, and everything settles down. But the problem is - how long does it take to calm down? 1 week? 2 weeks? 1 year? I'm sorry to hear the terrible news, I'm sorry that you can only watch people frolicking around during Chinese New Year while you're enveloped in deep sadness, I'm sorry for you. Take care and be strong. Your friends will always support you.

Illogical school rule
What's the point of enforcing students to cut short hair? That doesn't make us discipline. Have you heard of the idioms 'do not judge a book by its cover'? You can force a criminal to shave his hair, but his heart remains evil. So making us look obedient doesn't reduce disciplinary problem. We are not children, we are one year to becoming adult, and you're not giving us a choice and making us doing things against our will. Don't say other school succeed and there's no way Jit Sin can't. Because students were given a choice whether they want their hair or they want the school before they were enrolled during form 1, and we are form 5 students who are forced to obey the illogical rule and we are not given a choice. Do things slowly, don't rush, start with the form 1 students. You're making this harder to solve because many boys will disobey and it's taxing for the discipline teachers, and my guess is, we'll win because we outnumbered the teachers. As for form 1 students, they'll obey, because they made the decision to stay in the school before they were enrolled.

Hectic Days Again

As the title suggested, I'm having a very hectic life recently and so I'm summarising what I'm writing.

Let's start with yesterday.

Yesterday was way too busy a day for me. Everything was just the beginning and we, inexperienced, were trying to control the situation, trying to settle everything down without anything untowards happened. Fortunately, only one unfortunate things happened. The incident wasn't huge enough to cause troubles that would mar the entire session, but it did cause some problems to us. But it wasn't nothing we couldn't handle.

The worst thing about doing all of this was that everyone didn't bother to listen to us. They ignored our orders and messed everything out, delaying time and they ended up got yelled at instead. And the two procrastinators were finally being given attention by the teacher. I wondered if they would be fired. I would be glad because frankly I detest one of them with every fibre of my being.

Here's the short summary: I was standing for the whole morning, accompanied by the gently warm sun which speedily turned into a blazing hot sun, and literally running around like an idiot searching for teachers and students who failed to turn out, and as expected, sweated like hell.

I'll elaborate on what happened later, if I feel much better and less tired.

As for today, everything went on smoothly. It did take a long time to arrange their positions, but at least they cooperated and, since we were experienced already, arranged them according to their heights. But of course, many students were still refusing to oblige and shift their positions. At last the photographer went berserk, and they quietly obliged - thank God.

Then we took our class photos. I was the assistant monitor so I sat beside TRS. While snapping the second picture I wasn't prepared, so I would look exceedingly funny when the photos are washed. Check it out! Looked how I spontaneously posed.

That's all. I'm done in.

Birthday!

So it's Thaipusam day for Indians, but it's a birthday for me!

My birthday falls on January 20 every year. I don't care if you remember it or you don't. Because to me, if you do remember, it means you are my true friend; if you don't, you are not one of my intimate friends. But I, frankly, don't give a crap about that.

Today is about to end, and I really hope it lingers a little bit longer.

To think on the bright side, I'm one year older and about to learn driving a car. I'm really keen about driving a car. It's much more convenient and it really lessen my parents' burden. I've to learn it sooner or later, most probably before SPM.

Well, I don't celebrate much today. I'm floored by how many wishes I received on facebook. Thanks guys! Those might only be a few alphabets but they meant a lot to me! Thanks! You guys make it my day!

Diary

Just another diary. An impromptu one.

Let's talk about my mood today.

The assembly: The Australian was definitely enormously revered. The horrific silence was unprecedented, but not unexpected. Yet it was still astonishing. I wondered if he got confused while sitting on stage. The announcements were made in three languages - Chinese, English and Malay - and the teachers sitting there were speaking Hokkien and Indian. Would he get all languages jumbled up?

Chemistry lesson: My subconscious dozed off. Therefore, nothing was absorbed. Yet, I lose nothing.

Moral: The same old thing - I never listened. And he didn't teach. No gain no lose - a fair situation.

Sejarah: I paid attention. Couldn't risk not to, she's damn strict.

Chinese: She didn't enter the class. I didn't bother.

English: Absent. And I didn't care.

Modern Maths: I felt proud for being able to draw a smooth curve. Is being proud for something infinitesimal wrongful? I hope so. Or else I would be exuberant everyday and every time.

BM: I like the way she says 'rubbish!'.



Spontaneous writing can't be long. Ergo, here's where I stop.

Visit

I'm now at Min Huang's house. Do you know him? He is the one who laughs annoyingly, never fail to exasperate anyone. Ya, no doubt he has amused someone, but mostly, the merriment he brings about slowly become a pain in the ass, and eventually, everybody goes berserk.

His house is colossal. The garden is astoundingly beautiful.

We cooked pasta together. Before I started my work he messed something up. He was handling a bowl of sauce when his finger slipped and the bowl hit the ground and broke into pieces. The disadvantage of using a fragile bowl. He cleaned the mess up - well, almost all. Owing to his cooking the kitchen was a complete mess - the floor was greasy, the plates lying everywhere, the dirty utensils taking up spaces...

I helped out by cutting mushrooms - and I managed to cut them, with great dexterity. Then I cooked the sauce - sort of, with the help of the annoying bastard and a walking fish (they are all metaphorical terms) - and glad to say the sauce was a success. At least nothing was charred and the sauce wasn't burnt.

And the spaghetti had hence become a wonderful dish - gladly, or a dish had been sadly wasted. Poverty is out there and wasting is condemned.

And the annoying bastard (metaphorical name) kept bickering with his brother. Sometimes, bickering kills time. I've not bickered with someone for quite a time....

The fish (another metaphorical name) has gone out to fetch Jacky, our fourth guest. He'll arrive here shortly while the fish has benevolently agreed to fetch him from Sri Rambai.

OMG THEY HAVE ARRIVED!!!! I NEED TO GO!!! SEE YOU GUYS LATER!!! BB!!!!

Under The Weather, Again

Yesterday afternoon I suffered pretty badly, but it was just the beginning of a disease I'm suffering now. I snizzed a lot of times yesterday and last night I felt lethargic so I hit the sack on 8.30pm and this morning I woke up on 6.30am, which meant I slept for 10 hours.

This morning, after I woke up, I was running a temperature and so I stayed at home and rested. But then my condition was becoming serious and so I surrendered and called on a doctor, and I was diagnosed with Upper Respiratory Tract Infection - I've all the symptoms: runny nose, sore throat, blocked nasal cavities, fatigue et cetera - and fever. And I too was prescribed some medications.

I'm feeling much better now, but hopefully I won't lose weight, again.

Graduating????

This morning was a special day for fifth formers. Why? Because everyone had to take their personal photographs for the graduation magazine. Sadly, nobody was allowed to primp their hairs or apply make-ups as they were against the rules, but inevitably some chose to ignore the rules. Disobedience never won, therefore some had been 'banned' from photographing. Even if they took a photo they would be blacklisted, and a discussion will be carried out whether the photo will be used, or discarded.

Everything was chaotic in the beginning. The locations kept changing and it was later decided to be held at the hall. My job was actually simple, I just had to record the names and make sure everybody had taken their photos. The presidents' job were to check the hairs and assist them in arranging their clothes while the other two's job were to have the students prepared and distributing the coats.

Thanks to the wakil I missed two lessons of English...arr!!!!

The photographing session will continue tomorrow and officially ends on Thursday. My job is yet to be done, so I guess I still have time to study and go lazing around. Gotta grab the opportunities to frolic before everything comes rushing in!

New Teachers

New year, new teachers. None of the teachers who teach me this year taught me last year, barring ACS.

Let's talk about my new teachers, shall we?


BM teacher: UR. The bulbous, physically terrifying teacher that is said to be very good in teaching. So far, so good. Although her features is strikingly intimidating, she is quite friendly and approachable. And she gives a lot of homeworks, so this year I'll be busy.

BI teacher: SL. Her voice sounds weird, but she is definitely good in english. I haven't really got to know her yet, but I'll write more about her later.

BC teacher: NSB. Not a bad teacher but I don't really like her teaching. Way too boring.

MM teacher: TSS. Nice teacher, she is humourous and sophisticated. And batty (not busty!) She definitely can teach because I can understand what she is trying to deliver, but today is the first lesson only.

MTAM teacher TRS. No idea yet.

BIO teacher NAJ. No idea yet, but I don't think it'll be promising.

CHEM teacher LPS. No idea yet, again, I do not have a good feeling about this.

PHY teacher CAL: The more she teaches, the more discombobulating everything gets. Problems snowball as she teaches.

SEJ teacher GMT: Though she is a discipline teacher, she is quite friendly. And she has an unbelievable memory. Her teaching is interesting, but the subject is boring.

PM teacher ACS: Do I need to comment on him??

SV teacher TPS: She is still indulging in her delusion of grandeur. If she could stop being hoity-toity, she would be a perfect teacher, albeit her teaching doesn't suit me much.


I'll talk about the rest later.

5S3

New year, new start.

I'm not going to say this class is going to be extremely exciting because there are still people I consider noisy. But they aren't to difficult to deal with and I have no reasons to shun them, exception made when they start making noise again.

Sadly, or gladly, but to me, unfortunately, I am selected as the assistant monitor. It feels weird to me. I hate it because I will be busy and I will usually bear the brunt of problems, but it might be a little exciting because it's a totally new thing for me.

As for whether I could get use to it, well, I'll let the time elapses and the results will be shown later.

Happy New Year!

Today marks the first day for 2011, an entirely new year for everyone. A new year, a new change, a great start, a wonderful end of suffering (referring to me), and a new year of hope.

I'm going to make changes beginning today. First, I've realised my ultimate dream, my real ambition: to be a doctor. I realised this after I watched House MD and when I became totally keyed up when I read form 5 Biology.

But to be a doctor, first I've to work hard. Second, I've to get enough money - and scholarship, if possible.

Well, it's a new year, what is impossible?