murphy's law on ADSL

the adsl connection will always die on you at the most inopportune moments. it will then come back to life right after you've pulled two thirds of your hair out, seemingly to piss you off. but the truth is, it does this just because it can.

what would you choose?

i read the newspaper at rick's today. i also watched the news. it upsets me. remember Knut? he's attracting about 30000 people to Zoo Berlin everyday now. but in a sad twist, Yan Yan, the 22 year old female giant panda at the zoo has died. some reckon she got freaked out by the crowds drawn to the zoo. but the zoo, of course, denies it. but she's old-ish. could've been anything. poor Bao Bao [her mate] is 27, and as of today, all alone.

on a lighter note. some chinese gangster dude sent a video to the news, threatening to kill some other chinese dude. he sent it to the NEWS - no mask, no hi-tech voice disguising thing. just a video.
very smart oh.
read for yourself. i dont want to write anything that might induce a video threat of my own XD.

another thing i read in the paper that made me really sad was an article about kids in Romania whose parents work in other countries. see, these parents think their working abroad is ultimately for the good of the children, but they don't see that the kids would rather be poor and have mum and dad at home, than have a mobile [seriously] and eat aunt's cooking everyday.

the saddest part is that these kids kill themselves. they're 9, 11, and they're committing suicide cause they'd rather die than live without mum and dad.

this little guy's parents work in italy. he and his brother are model students but they're quiet. in fact, the only time they light up is when they talk about their parents.

there is seriously something wrong with us when we can't see that life is more than anything else you can find in the world. it's an argument we've heard many times, and one you're going to hear again.

yeah, you need to work to eat. people who think love and happiness transcends all are idiots because no matter how much you love him, you're still gonna die if you don't eat. then your love is wasted anyway so yes, money is important; but only to a certain extent.

the reverse side of that is that money can't buy love or happiness. and when you die you can't take money with you, but you will always have the intrinsic value of having lived and loved.

it's not like these people aren't earning anything in romania. it's just not a lot. but in going away to make more money to give their kids a better life, the strive for money is sucking any chance for life at all away.

it's money vs life.

i know what i'd choose.

still converting

HALLELUJAH!

i've finished my physics report which has been killing me. all i have to do now is print it out and then draw on some crappy diagrams.

i miss RM1.20 kampua and RM3.00 penang kuey teow.

it's probably RM 1.70 kampua and RM 3.50 penang kuey teow now.

damn inflation.

but it's still a hell lot cheaper than food here in perth. cheapest chicken rice you can get here is $3.80 [about RM11], and that's only one [maybe two] stores IN THE WHOLE OF PERTH. crazy la, sarawak chicken rice is less than RM3.80 la [we're talking coffee shop chicken rice, ok].

we usually opt for $5.50 chicken rice at bullcreek hawkers because it's close, damn nice, and bloody big!! and also because $5.50 for a plate of chicken and rice and soya sauce is considered cheap here. oh, and don't forget the ajinomoto soup!!

i never thought paying RM15 for a chicken rice would make me so happy.

i love him

WARNING: super biased post.

name: Knut
D.O.B: 5 December 2006
P.O.B: Berlin Zoo, Germany
weight: 8.7 kg
trivia: spent first 44 days of life in an incubator; his mother rejected him; his brother died; first polar bear to be born in Berlin Zoo for 30 years


he is the latest addition to the polar bear family of Zoo Berlin... and also the latest controversy in animal rights campaigns.

apparently, it is more humane to kill Knut by means of lethal injection than it is to raise him in Berlin Zoo. it is seemingly a violation of animal rights to keep a naturally free creature such as the polar bear in captivity...... even though he was born in the zoo.

in fact, Frank Albrecht [animal rights activist] is so concerned about the well-being of this bear that he said "the zoo must kill the bear".

but he's just a baby.

his mother rejected him [no, i'm serious] and in the wild, he would have had to fend for himself or die [usually the latter]. the argument is that the zoo should let the natural order of things be: that is they should kill Knut.

i guess they're right in one sense. we shouldn't interfere with nature. so the next time i see Mr. knut-must-die dying in a ditch, i'll just let nature take it's toll.

no i wouldn't. that's hell mean.

so why do they want to kill Knut?

the vet says Knut may one day be charged with the burden of creating more Knuts. that's quite selfish of us humans, keeping him in captivity just cause we want more Knuts. but hey, it beats no Knut at all.

here he is wrestling with that famous adidas ball from last year's world cup.

and here he is losing.

Viva Knut!

i am tired

i woke up at 6.30 this morning to get to school at 7.30. finished school at 3.30 and went straight to work at 4. finished at 9 something and got home at quarter to ten.

i am tired.

lesson #1428 in battling stupidity:

it is inadvisable to space out during chemistry class because when you come back to earth, you will realize you have just missed out on an explanation of the theory behind quantum mechanics.

i wanna cry.

we have a lot of regular customers where i work. there's $3.20 mocha woman, two black teas one white tea people, large waffle with syrup and half cream man, two single tiramisus couple, and many many many others.

one bunch of guys has been collectively labeled as the singaporean pilots. yeah, that's pretty self-explanatory. they come a lot [every tuesday, but they've been sighted on various thursdays and saturdays as well] and they always order waffles and sometimes other stuff.

one of them always orders a waffle [syrup, no cream, with ice cream], and then comes back for a vienna coffee. today, he came to the counter a third time. actually it was more of a dodgy sidle than a walk and i was fully ready to take an order when he suddenly asked

"uhh... can i have a picture with you all?"

"WHY?!?"
"because i'm leaving tomorrow."
"huh? forever?"
"yeah, forever"

he seems to relax when he sees i'm not gonna bite his head off, and then he starts laughing. "why your reaction so funny one?" -____-

because who the hell leaves Perth forever and asks for a photo with the staff of Gelare?

i can tell my boss is a little sad that he's going. she's grown quite attached to this bunch of guys. she's assigned each one of her staff one of them to get married to -____- [i got the one with the round face, i think]. that's how much she loves them. more than us.

the saddest part for vienna coffee dude though, was that i poured his waffle today and it was baked on the faulty machine. then i practised my coffee making skills on his vienna and managed to burn the milk. which means his last meal here was totally crap.

great memory huh?

well, at least he's got a photo with the boss XD.

sunday

i had a good day today.

Ps Dale Baikie told us that the next time someone asked us how our weekend was, we should say "it was great" [ok, it doesn't sound so random in context].

well, i had a pretty good day today. didn't do anything very special, but i dunno. i guess it really does depend on how you choose to look at things.


we had kfc for lunch. the couples [rick, PS; joseph KJ] sat together at one table, while us underage people [me, sam, andrew, sean, tim] sat at the round table with pictures specifically designed for little children. suits us, i think.

went home. sam went to a party. said rachel "how come sam is so happening, and you're like... not." XD sad but true.

rick actually rented out Little Miss Sunshine from video ezy and him, PS and i watched that in the afternoon. it's actually a really good movie. basically, the father that's obsessed with winning, the chain-smoking mother, the gay suicidal uncle, the foul-mouthed druggie grandpa, and the silent moody son all take a road trip together to get the lovely little daughter to the california little miss sunshine pageant.i love how each character has some major defect, and in the end, how they all get through it and find the true meaning of family. sounds corny, huh? watch it.

then a few of us went to cottesloe beach to have a look at the "sculptures by the sea" art exhibition. some of the stuff was really nice.


Tim MacFarlane Reed gestural rhythms. rick, andrew and i took a couple of pics with this one.


this was my favourite one. the guy made a giant tyre bend into a swan. woot. swaneen by Niall David Begley.

il gelato afterwards was a bonus.

i needa sleep. none of these pics were taken by me.

it is thursday

i hate power lines.

moey's gunning for a mention here. his idea for a post was "say my name, then post it". eager beaver.

mm.. we had a discussion in lit on a poem by gwen harwood yesterday. it was actually really really good. ok, it was more a fight than a discussion, with sharon totally blowing everyone away when she said "maybe it's because girls just know how to think better than guys".

profound.that's it in a nutshell. simple, concise, and to the point.

"what happened today, class?"
"we had a discussion"
"i know. that's weird."
"but fun"
"why did we have a discussion?"
"because rama said 'slut'"

bear in mind we're immature 15/16 year olds who are all naturally very confrontational. we all also don't want to do any actual work [i.e. work that requires more apparatus than just a mouth. for example, a brain.]

casper's gonna shave his head to raise money for lukaemia. i have no idea how to spell lukaemia, except that it starts with an L. he's gonna be a bald turtle as of... some time this weekend. go him!!

let's all try to do something for someone else without getting anything in return, yea?

i'll be your crying shoulder
i'll be love's suicide
i'll be better when i'm older
i'll be the greatest fan of your life

tool

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.

click to enlarge

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

hello blog, i've missed you.

first sign of insanity: conversing with self
second sign of insanity: conversing with the intangible

as of now, scotchkey will be...

REVIVED!!