Monday, August 24, 2009

Friday, August 21, 2009

Bitterness

This morning, some of the classmates were asking me how was the examination going. Thanks for their concerns but I didn't know how to answer them. When I said to Atifa that I was doing very bad, the probability for me to fail is high, she hugged me, I felt like I wanted to cry on her shoulder very much. Why am I so stupid? Failed the car driving test once, did not manage to get to the final round in national bible oral quiz, my monthly test result dropped and now I might have to face the failure in piano examination. Sob.

Pn Lau was giving a lecture on teknik menjawab soalan to us today, kind of a seminar. The sixth 'ceramah teknik menjawab' for the form 5 students. I tried to mentally digest everything she said. Just hoping that I wont forget that. My physic result dropped from A2 to C5. When can I get an A1? Sigh. Bad student.

I just bought some presents with Yee Ling, Chi Yan, and Manhowe as our consultant. We have to buy 14 presents, and out of the 14, we need to buy 10 for boys. But it seemed he didn't help too much. Hehe. Please, don't mention to him, please, please, please. One and a half hour, we were busy choosing the present at the shop. I'm worrying about Teck Li's present now. I wasn't there with them to choose the tie. How is the tie look like? Our birthday cum gathering party will be held on tomorrow. Again, this time we will celebrate with Sc 2 students. 14 of them from Sc 1 and Sc2 who born in August, September and October will be celebrating together. Yee Ling and her assistant, Chi Yan were working hard on this BBQ party for hoping all of us enjoy the party as well as a sign giving an honour to the friendship between Sc 1 and Sc 2 students. Thanks to Manhowe, Keyang, Kaman, Teck Li, Jiin and the rest who are helping for the party too.




Thursday, August 20, 2009

Weeping in my heart

When you are at the outside of the examination room, looking at the door, waiting for your turn, you wish not to go into it, maybe next time. When you come out from the room, you would say to yourself, 'Oh, how I wish I can enter it again. This time I can do better.' The room, there, was where I was accessed by the examiner. Two years hard work, ended in thirty minutes. *Weep. I remembered how I practiced hard until I felt I was going to break my fingers and I can feel the pain when I was moving them. These fingers must have wanted to rebel and trick their master on the day of examination for doing so. I felt like they were not mine, my fingers jerked and I could not press the key accurately, they just slipped every time I did the running on the keyboard. It seemed my hypothalamus was unable to control them today, I can't even start the first piece well and made many stupid mistakes throughout the song. Same thing happened in my second and third piece. A total humiliation of nine hundred and ninety nine zillion to a ten years pianist. I think I'm gonna fail again, I really don't want to fail the examination! Time, money and all the hard work are being wasted!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

In peaceful silence

Our beloved teacher had passed away around 3 o'clock in this morning.

In loving memory of Pn Asmah

The disease may take a man away
but it never take your name



Saturday, August 8, 2009

Exam Dilemma

GERAK GEMPUR (our monthly test) will be started on tomorrow, and then follow by my PIANO PRACTICAL EXAMINATION on next Thursday, the week after next would be our school holiday, SPM TRIAL comes after the holiday.

Omigosh, bad thing I haven't finish my revision and we are not manage to finish up the syllabus for some of the subjects in school before the trial.

I will try my best to update the blog in the coming holiday. But for time being, I have take leave of here.


Guys, those who are in form 5 now,
All the best in your examination! God bless...

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Trouble rouser

I'm not in the mood this few days. The usual reasons I'm unhappy would be having a problem that is killing me to crack my head to find the solution, loads of uncompleted homework, scolded by my mom, doing something stupid that make me embarrassed in front of my friends, fail the test, on the top if that, quarreling with my classmates. What is actually pissing me off is I'm preoccupied by this stupid matter. I hate QUARREL, it ruins my day, my week. I'm getting sidetracked the day, I'm not able to concentrate on my stuff. SHOOT. He's so mean, bad tempered, unreasonable, snobbish, arrogant... The guy that I, no, we have quarreled with is someone like this. Do you notice that clever people always acts off beat. He is smart, clever, intelligent, good at all the subject he is studying and all the computer games he is playing. Yet he is lonely... in the sense that he couldn't really fit into our world, what I mean is, the ordinary people's world. He likes to isolate himself at the seat in the last row of the class while studying. He sort of looking down the others who are not doing well in their studies, and he likes to call people 'stupid'. The kind of people I hate. When we are chatting and making joke around among each other, he would interfere abruptly and say something... arghh... which make us think, 'what on earth are you talking about? Are you come from Mars?' He never think before he speak I guess,hey you know you may make someone hurt. And he would only go to those brainiacs he thinks they are qualified to be called 'clever'. If they have done something wrong towards him, he wouldn't mind. But if I have said a word wrongly, the war begin. For instance, this was what happened during the moral lesson:

He was making noise while I was revising, I couldn't put up with him anymore so I...
Emerlyn: (to my friend who was sitting beside me) Why he likes to talk rubbish?
The mean guy: (to the other clasmates) (name), move to other place. I don't want to see the stupid face again. This is why I want to stop my tuition class.

Goodness me! Why don't you change to another school for the sake of you eyes?!

Guys, word can be as dangerous as machine gun, mind you word especially when you are with a mean person.

Now, I just want to stop thinking it.