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i saw a dead bird today.

shit.

made me feel so sad.

i was taking photos behind the school today, and i didn't realize that just a foot away from the little weed i was focusing on, there was a little dead bird. didn't realize it was dead at first. when i did, i thought of snapping a shot. but i couldn't. i just.. couldn't.

and you know what?

one of my friends hunted the dead bird down and kicked it around. how sick. i didn't watch him do it because i was working through lunch, but he told me afterwards with a big grin on his face. and suddenly, everywhere i turn, people are asking each other "oy, have you seen the dead bird?".

wth?

it's a dead bird. why are you people treating it like some freak attraction? and since when has it been cool to kick dead animals around? and how do you justify leaving a carcass in the middle of a busy walkway? excuse me, when you die, would you like me to kick you around? i won't, of course, because that would bring me down to your level and that's... pretty damn low.

the bird is dead. there are ants crawling all over it [i shall spare the graphic details]. it's a sad enough sight as it is without you destroying it further by breaking every other bone in it's body. you brag about it to all your friends, like you've just conquered troy; and then you laugh about it like it's all an effing big joke. go shit yourself la.

i still feel so sad.

pre trauma #4

... has not been fun.

rick came home today and saw me with my book open on my lap in the recliner.

"wah, kim so hardworking ah, sit there with her book."

he takes a closer look and realizes i'm asleep.

"ok, maybe not."

post trauma #3 pre-pre-trauma #4

catching up on two weeks worth of homework is being a shit.

so i've given up.

out of the purple...

sean: omg i just realised my molar tooth or whatever big tooth at the end of the jaw is growing. as in, it's coming out.
me: wisdom teeth?
sean: yeah, i think those ones. lol. how exciting.

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. considering we were talking about ties before that, that was really.. err... relevant.

you, we missed you heaps when you weren't around today. yes, we did notice you weren't there. no, we didn't rejoice. hope it works out for you [you know who you are].

and YOU. you better not die, k? seriously. you're not allowed to. get better. now. [you know who you are too].

to everyone else, good night, sleep tight... bla bla you know the drill.

before bed

a total of 40% of our semester mark for physics goes to a practical where we have to build a small scale solar desalination unit that can distill at least 70mls of pure water in one and a half hours.

me, nicole, and zhenya made one such unit. a lot of hard work [on mine and nicole's part] went into building that stupid 40.5x42 unit [it was supposed to be 40x40, but we can't saw straight].

the testing was yesterday. you know God has a sense of humour when it's been 40 degrees 4 days in a row and on the day you really need the heat, He gives you 27 degrees.

our baby didn't collect anything for a long time. it was so painful watching all those little droplets that just refused to gather into our container. but by the end of the morning, we had about 5 mls of water and some serious sunburn. we were so proud of our 5mls and we rushed it over to get measured and tested for purity.

only to find our container had a leak.

man, we almost cried.

anyway, get a load of this drawing, made by Joe. he's damn good with his pencil and paper. the nice thing is he also draw everyone "ten times hotter than they are in real life", as will was heard to comment.

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mm.. anyway. it's karina's birthday today and she's damn happy. karina, TWO YEARS TO GO!!

one of the neighbours is having a party. loud music, lotsa noise. they are so obviously drunk. case in point, someone just said "YEEEEEE HAWWWWWW" really really loudly.

the weirdest thing said to me this week: you know, you're like my twin, only female.
the evil-est: you're so mean! i can be mean too. SHORTY!!!
the sweetest: i've already missed you for yonks, i can wait a few more minutes.

noididnotforget

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KARINA!!!

it's unlikely that you're ever gonna read this, but it's here in case you think i forgot about you.

wishing you many, many happy years to come. God bless.
yeah yeah, you're getting prettier.

ka's and nya's

story recounted by tofu

every malaysian gets drilled into their minds at a tender age the timeless tale of how Parameswara founded Melaka [or malacca, as those people who can't spell malaysian call it].

i remember that i learnt it for the first time in primary 3, i think. second time in kajian tempatan in primary 5. third time in kajian tempatan, primary 6. 4th time again in kajian tempatan, primary 6. 5th time in sejarah, form 1.
yes, malaysia has a proud history, and very uninspired sejarah courses.

for those of you who don't know, the long and short of it is that Malacca was founded by a fugitive named Parameswara who sailed his way to the land of milk and honey [not] and decided to take a rest. there, he witnessed a scene where his two hunting dogs [or such similar creatures] chased a kancil [some sort of deer-like thing] into the water. Parameswara was suitably impressed with the valour and sheer desire for self-preservation demonstrated by the kancil, and he decided to make a settlement there. he called it Malacca for no particular reason.

ok, so we all know Parameswara founded Melaka. big deal. but did you all know he named California as well? really, our very own P-man named that american state that is so famous for... being california.

you didn't know?

well, after that whole kancil incident, Parameswara followed this american guy around the world. they reached a rich and beautiful land [currently known as california], whereby Parameswara, in all his Malaysian-ness, exclaims:
"wah, colourful-nya"

and the rest is history.

onetwothreefourfive

the greatest thing happened to me at school today. i went to the toilet, and the flush decided to play a game with me. you see, it wasn't having a very good day, so as a twisted form of stress relief, when i flushed the toilet, it splashed it's innards all over me.

the best part is, everybody cleared a path for me to the sink after they heard how eloquently i was handling the situation.

i need to get pictures off people!!! jess, nicole, emily, can you hear me?


river cruise last week. i have no idea what i was drinking, which might explained that look i have on my face. and what's with the finger action man. and pictures are misleading. i'm actually the biggest one out of the three of us.

anyway, intro calc test yesterday wasn't worth stressing over. chem test today was pretty ok too. i'm annoyed that i'm so careless though. it's really something i'll have to work on. but tze-chiang. WHOA. that guy is damn pro. top marks for everything: G&T, intro calc, and chemistry.

bastard.

mo, don't be depressed. it just wasn't your day. see, you're being mentioned again. woot. we all really do love you. we just don't wanna tell you. because then you'll get so overwhelmed by all this love-for-da-mo [as you call it] that you'll fall over. so be happy yeah? as someone said to me the other night, "chin up"!

ngh, back to the homework.

intro calc

i'm losing it

the last... i dunno

stuff's happened since school began, some interesting, some funny, some not. i've realized a few things too...

i hate kids
i do this thing at school where i'm supposed to help the new year 8 kiddies settle in at school. i hate it. some groups have 4 kids, most have 5 or 6. mine has 7 because this one kid had no group so we had to take him too. he sucks.
my partner in suffering doesn't help either. in fact, he kinda adds to my torment. and don't even get me started on keeping track of all those little monsters. so i play favourites. the little redhead boy and the little redhead girl are sweetasanything. the big reject kid and the adhd asian boy are hell on the loose. one's a whole lot bigger than me and it's just... totally not funny. the other swears i had a nose job.
it's put me off kids for a while. weird considering i'm still a kid myself.

i failed g&t
apparently everyone is supposed to fail their first EPW, but how come i'm one of only 4 people i know that failed? everyone else did ok. so now i need to get near perfect scores for everything else to get an A.
lovely.

a bird shat on my food
i shit you not [no pun intended]. i got out my lunch, opened the bag up, and the white rain of blessing plopped neatly in [bar the bit that landed on my hand]. that bird must have practised long and hard to get perfect aim like that.
the brought my got-shat-on-by-bird total up to two for the year. my annual record currently stands at 4, if i'm not mistaken. judging by the way i'm going, i'm well on my way to breaking it.

valentine's day
my friends said "if a bird shits on you today, you'll be lucky tomorrow". valentine's day was the day after the bird shat on my food.
i have to say i was quite lucky. my friends gave me chocolate. really nice chocolate. so nice that i took another one from moey [because he offered]. btw, mo, that was your mention for this post. another friend gave me a drawing too. it was so nice christine asked me to scan it and send it to her -_____-.
i have really great friends.

the river cruise
this was actually a lot of fun. i mean, we were crammed like sardines into that boat, but man, did we have fun. $25 for drinks didn't really appeal, but in the end, it was pure stress relief. on thing though, when you go out onto the deck and have the wind blow crazily into your face so you get dizzy, don't go back inside where it's really hot immediately. more so, don't go out onto the dance floor where everybody is jumping so hard it's rocking the boat [lieterally]. the only reason i didn't actually fall down was because everyone was so jammed together i had to stay upright.
our hats go off to Ms Smith for busting moves that we have never seen before. yes, she is a teacher. chemistry.

sadly, i don't have any pictures. yet. but i will. soon.

said karina about out intro calculus EPW:

of course i used my calculator. i'm not so stupid that i used my brain.

hallelujah

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