Its a depressing state

Tomorrow marks the day of freedom for them science students, EST or English for Science and Technology. An easy paper, they say, no need for studying and stuff, its all common sense and such. While yours truly finishes his paper next week, on Wednesday, which is commerce, a subject which requires u to read a lot on how to make ur transactions and such, and the day before that is Economics, a paper which requires u to understand the cash flow withing the country and states that the country is in if its federal reserve is good or is screwed up, and on Monday, is accounts, a subject which requires u to move around numbers in specific accounts to balance it. Now, them science students are off early, and im still waiting for my final three papers to come, and im not good at waiting. Damn the anticipation is breaking me down, slowly, but surely...

Till next time....

Unproductive activities

I feel like a bum, all i do all day is eat, sleep, eat and sleep some more, damn son, i gotsa do something, cramped in this small space that i call my bedroom makes me a lil bit claustrophobic. Looking at walls or the pc screen the whole day is not a healthy activity, neither is watching the tv on the sofa and falling asleep there, i wish i can go out, its raining nowadays during the afternoons, which produces the optimum temperature for a good afternoon nap, be a little bit more productive will ya?

Gotta get out tomorrow, do something, anything...

till next time...

And that shows

how a pretty boring guy i am, as u can see from my hit counters or whatever shindig that u wanna call that device, less than 10 hits a day, damn i am one boring dude...

anyways, its my blog...

till next time...

Now, now

i just finished my pendidikan islam paper yesterday, i was kinda glad by this, i mean, 3 more papers man, 3 MORE, and thats it, no more oversized school uniforms, no more crappy canteen food and such, i know that in my last post, i said that imma miss that school, well after thinking about it. I dont care. Screw the school...

Anyways, yesterday, i was confronted by the penolong kanan (please help me with these translations) during recess, at the school canteen, she teaches pendidikan islam, and guess what paper was i taking yesterday? She said that she saw me feeling uneasy when opening the paper and started to look around, suspecting that i was trying to "copy" answers from the others. She was observing my so-called "unethical behaviour" while standing at the corner of the corridor, near the examination hall. I reacted quite violently, tackled her to the ground and i took a razor sharp blade, slit her throat and let her bleed to death...

Well, not exactly. I was actually quite stunned by her allegations, and i replied, now come on, i have no intentions to cheat, i was sleepy, bored, so i have to look around just to keep me awake while answering and not sleep through the whole examination, besides why should i cheat? I mean, its SPM, they have those invigilators wandering around to catch students who cheat and if u get caught, u have to wait for another 3 years before u can retake the whole thing. I cant risk that for 1 question. How fucked up does she think i am to copy answers?

relax man, another 3 more papers...

i gotta calm down...

accounts is on the 1st of December...

econs 2nd, commerce 3rd...

get a hold of urself...

till next time...

Final 4

Thats right, its another four subjects and im free! Well, until college/university comes into my life, but before that happens, imma live my final days as a secondary school student. It was a fun-filled time of my life, it was a time of firsts, first time that i fell in love, never had her and regretted it dearly. God i would like to erase that moment in time, but i cant, gotta live with that shit. Skipped school the first time during fasting month and played basketball at a court nearby, went back home, tired, hungry, but i managed to keep my cool and survive the day, never skipped fasting yet, skipped classes regularly and so on and so forth. Participated in the Tug of war event in the school, representing my house, won that shit, didnt get a medal because i wasnt present at the medal acceptance ceremony. A LOT of memories that i had at SKSS (sorry, dont have a link) and SMK USJ 4(also, no link).

My friends always say, u know what, u might not feel it now, but when the time comes, ur definitely gonna miss every bit of school life, i guess. From the oversized school uniform to the nerds to the gangster/triad/mafia/yakuza wannabes. It was fun, having new friends, bitter hate against one another, (dont deny me people, u must've hated somebody in ur school time and there are LOTS of people who hate me, i know) backstabbing,(look, no matter how good u are, people still talk bad about u behind ur back) the occasional fights and such.

Im pretty sure that i will never see these people after this again, well, maybe during when they give u the spm result slips, but after that, maybe the 10% of those people u'll see again after that because u are close friends, but u wont see those people again because u are enrolled into a different university and that person does the same, some will study overseas, either by getting scholarships or their parents are just fucking rich(excuse me for my french), some will stay here and go to local institutions such as UM, UiTM or some other university/college.

Good things never last, well, nothing does actually...

Time to move on...

Im gonna miss this and remember this for the rest of my life...

or until i get hit at the back of my head and lose all of my memory...

Till next time

Its all in the matter of linguistics

Today's exam is science, well, for those who actually took the time to read these posts, u will know that i am having my SPM exam, and im 4 subjects to go till im free, so to speak...

Anyways, today, i made a groundbreaking, astonishing, unbelievable discovery in my science paper. I tried to calm down and not to laugh at this joke, i thought that its a comedic punchline of sorts, but i actually read this at the back of the exam question paper, now, mind you, we were once under the british rule and i was like, damn son, u got to be kidding me on this...

Its not an optical illusion, it actually said on the paper....

10. Detach Section C from the question paper. Tie the helaian tambahan together with this question paper and hand in to the invigilator at the end of the examination.

now, concentrate on the statement, and concentrate even harder at the helaian tambahan bit, they managed to put in invigilator (which is a word i learned today, and thats the truth), but u cant find a word for helaian tambahan??? what??? There are words such as, 'extra answering sheets' or just plain old 'extra answering paper', but they actually put there helaian tambahan...

comedic stuff right there...

anyways, this is just a examination anecdote, nothing much, im not attacking the system, im just saying that its refreshing to see something funny like this, lightens up my mood and lowers the stress level...

gotta watch what i say...

big brother is watching...

till next time...

Im trying my best to love H.E.R

Its not about a chick people, this is about my love for rap, its fading, god i hate that fact, nowadays i cant even write a decent bar. Damn, i feel rusty, too much beat making, damn...

Need some international forums to polish my skills, Malaysian hip hop forums are dead as far as im concerned, the phatforum , bazement, hell even that new Malaysian hip hop forum is dead...

Do help me...

Gotta listen to more Big L and Canibus ...

listen to this new shit...

So far

So good, jeah jeah, its going along fine for me in SPM, but i have one complaint, it involves a string, an SPM booklet, and some creativity. The are some papers where some people (and god bless those people) wrote too much on their booklet and require extra papers to write on, i have nothing against that, they have creativity overflowing and need every piece to write it on, i support them creative writing people, good for them.

What i dont understand is, they give me a booklet and the thing wont break without some force exerted towards it, a perfectly fine booklet. But, here is the fun part, they gave me a piece of string, and i was like, "a piece of string? i thot this thing is a booklet, it can hold itself, why give me a string? to strengthen the booklet? the booklet is perfectly fine". Silly me, due to my ignorance, the prefect scolded me because i was "wasting everybody's time". I said, why must i tie a knot? i dont have extra papers. The prefect insisted that i tie it, so i did, but the school already prepared a bomb squad if there is a case where the prefect actually exploded due to my intelligent comment...

haha, just making up stories to release some steam, but the string and booklet thing actually happened, except for the prefect going to turn USJ into Hiroshima or Nagasaki

5 more papers to go...

damn...

Science is next...

Bilingual exams are fun...

Till next time...

Luck

I hate it when people wish me good luck for my SPM. They would usually say, "Wish you good luck for ur SPM". Immediately after their 'wish', i express my dissatisfaction towards it, and they will ask, why do i make such remarks. I mean, look at it this way, i've been busting my ass studying for this particular exam, and some bloke or chick will come up to me and wish me luck like i didnt do anything for the exam and depend solely on luck to get straight A1's. That ish pisses me off... Maybe my nervousness has brought me towards the edge and causing me to piss off at simple things like this, maybe, but i dont care...

Im one paranoid 17 year-old...

maybe its the pressure...

maybe its the drugs, or sugar rush, i dunno...

November 11th

"We will fight them in the beaches, in the air, on the land, Eeyor and Tigger!"

said Robin Williams about Winston Churchill because of Winston's alcohol addiction problem Robin said that some of Winston's greatest speeches were actually made by a man from the BBC who also made Winnie the Pooh, its kinda funny tho, i dunno about that, but what i know is that SPM is at the doorstep and all i can say is, bring it on beeeiiiitchhhh, haha...

Tuesday, first paper, Bahasa Melayu and after that is Sejarah, then we're back with BM again in the afternoon...

damn...

gotta recruit Pooh, Piglet and that owl with the kangaroo mother and her joey , see, i was raised with Transformers, not some soft Winnie the Pooh ish, so i dont know the name of the characters in the show...

till next time...

Pengukir Seni

One crazy dope ass matafakah who added me about last month. i thot he was another wack ass pussy matafakah who cant even rhyme but i decided to look into his profile anyway and all i can say is he is fucking dope with some sick malay tracks, go check the dude out...

Pengukir Seni

where were we?

SPM is in a week, i cant even find my fuckkkin timetable for spm. Fuck...

gotta get that thing...

but where?

i dunno...

till next time...