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The H.A.T.

[From the original blog, KaNa KaNa, because the girl mentioned ordered me to delete... well I deleted from THE blog, right?]

Hosanna's Amazing Talents (H.A.T.)

My sister is one of the most amazing women I know. But she thinks she is not. I want to tell her that she is. Hosanna... this is for you.

1. Encourager
You make others feel so loved and welcomed. You have a sweet, gentle spirit that is always so willing to reach out to the lonely, disheartened people and talk to them. Do you not realize that everyone always wants to talk to you, because you are so easy to talk to! You are always so quick to give praise but slow to criticize. You really encourage everyone around you, did you know that?

2. Amazing listener
Contrary to what some terrible people have said, NO, a chair cannot listen to people because it does not care a whisker about others because all it hears is the occasional fart from the occasional arse. But you, on the other hand, are always ready to give a listening ear and a helping hand. Everyone and anyone can go to you with thoughts and problems to share because you are so caring and understanding. Not everyone can listen, you know; some people only like to talk and talk but never listen, some people neither talk nor listen (like me), but you know how and when to talk and listen!

3. Eloquent speaker
You may want to disagree with me but the fact that you want to do so shows your ability to argue - remember your debate in Melaka with some guy from Ireland? I was listening intently and hereby declare you the winner because you argued so very well! You give oral speeches like nobody's business, you debate about Theory of Knowledge like you created it!

4. You cannot get straight A's in SPM and PMR without a brain, can you? You CANNOT get all A1's for all the Science and Maths subjects in SPM without some degree of smartness. You may think that you're not smart but results do not lie. An A1 for Additional Maths in SPM has to count for something - and I know you definitely did not cheat, because...

5. You are the most honest girl I know. You have such strong convictions and consciences that I am constantly in awe. You speak what is in your heart, you do what you know is right - is the word "lying" even in your vocabulary?

6. Competent pianist
You may think that you are not good at playing the piano, but girl, I can name many, many pianists who think they are good but you beat them hands down. No one can be the best because there will always be someone better, but you CAN play. You just need to practice more and listen to what you play.

7. Lovely singer
You have a melodious, gentle voice that has a soothing and crystal-like quality to it. You may not have the powerful vocals of Whitney Houston or the 8-octave voice of Alicia Keys but you can sing! Again, I can name plenty of people who try to sing, fail miserably, but still think they can sing. (Am I one of them?) You, on the other hand, have a tender and loving voice that I wished I would hear more often.

8. You dress to kill. You have such charm and loveliness about you, not just inside but outside as well! You have been my moving and talking mirror ever since I cared about clothes. Many of my friends say you are hot. You have had plenty of boyfriends and admirers. Need I say more? [Unfortunately, for all you hopefuls out there, she's not available at the moment... in fact there are two suitors right now... haha, my lips are sealed.]

9. You have such a sense of humour! You make me laugh, smile, cry... it is always a pleasure when you come home every weekend. There's really so much that you can do, are doing and have done that you either do not know or think too little of. You light up my world, girl!

10. Last but never the least, you are so humble. Too humble, in fact, because you think so lowly of yourself yet so highly of others. You have plenty of gifts and talents that others do not have. You have so much love and hospitality for others that you can touch lives around you. So, why not be thankful with what you have, and be grateful for what you do not have that you do not want? XD

You rock, sistah!!!

Sick

I'm sick. Sick. Sick, hear me?
Both in body and in mind... lol. Not enough leucocytes, that's why. I am writing nonsense here. Oh well. Going to sleep...

By the way, I like Flavia Pennetta, a tennis player. She looks like a Malay relative of mine in Kuching. My dad agrees. Lol. Hope she does well.

If You're Happy

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
*clap clap clap*
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands,
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If you're happy and you know it
And you really want to show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.
*clap clap clap*

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If you're happy and you know it
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XD

Worship

I found this on Bert Bert's blog. I thought it was amazing. A bit of a wake-up call, in fact. Worship is not about us at all.



I've always known this because being in EmBaCY taught me the true meaning of it all, but now in Banting I'm not so sure. Not everyone has the right mentality. Hope everyone can watch this and realize what worship means.

Anger management

Don't watch Anger Management. It's a story of a guy (Adam Sandler) who wanted nothing more than peace. But I had the patience to stay through the whole walk of disturbing things that ended pretty cheesily.

Best Of Both Worlds

My friend, Hoi Yen or called Ai-Ran by most, said something that made me realize how privileged I am. During Sejarah lesson, we were learning about the Perlembagaan (constitution) of Malaysia that states that we as Bumiputeras have special rights in economy, education and things like that, this having been agreed with by the past non-Bumi leaders to exchange with the rights to citizenship.

My friend said that I am very lucky because I have both religious freedom (unlike Malays) and special rights as an Iban (unlike Chinese and Indians). I can have any religion I want as well as enjoy benefits like banking, business, scholarships and such things.

However many of my race's people take this for granted, and so we see so many who have a lackadasical attitude towards their future. Most do not bother too much about their studies. But the Chinese and Indians are a different matter. They are competitive, hardworking, smart on their feet - they need to be, because our Constitution is made in such and such a way.

As for me, I have a bit of both! Chinese mentality, Iban privileges - I'll have to work hard to make good use of them! XD

One-man Choir

I tried to record the accapella "Someone To Watch Over Me" - with myself as SATB. With my falsetto it is fun but quite hard to sing the soprano parts AND the darn tenor parts (my voice very scratchy already larr) but I think it turned out quite nice. Not as good as a real choir, of course... but here...
CLICK HERE to load the song...
tell me what you think on my main blog!!

More Thrashings

I hate Mr. XXXX so much. He teaches a subject that I don't really like but I have to do well in. (I mentioned about him insulting Sarawak in my previous post) He is known as the King of Sarcasm. He is so annyoing!!! (spelling mistake is not accidental, mind you)

These are his latest remarks:

"I'm sure you don't have these papers in Sarawak?"
TO MY FACE. I wanted to kick him and say "What the hell of course we do, you people don't even want to study! My ass larr.. my school in Sarawk got more straight A's than you larr!" (FYI, MES didn't get a single straight A1 student, but Batu Lintang got how many? FOUR!!)


"Why is there a sticker on your head?"
Asking a girl, Parames, whose eye got hit by a hockey stick and patched up with gauze and looking miserable. It was so mean!!


And the last one for today...
"Eh, in Sarawak got tuition wan kah?"
I refused to look at him for fear I would lunge at his throat and strangle him.

Oh, God, bless Malaysia.

An Outcry of Disdain from KaNa KaNa

Now, please give me a moment to explain what I am about to do. In the next few lines you shall be reading of my duly written bitchings complaints about something that I, as well as other classmates of mine, feel entirely discontented about.

Having said that, I fervently pray that the person involved in this public outcry will never ever read this or I shall have my ass skinned and my life terminated before I can say "shit!!". Seriously. So, having said that, here we go...

In my 17 years if life, I have loathed, detested and despised too many teachers to count. Of course, I should hope that the number would be few as it is not entirely pleasing nor wise to be in the state of resentment towards someone who is to give me a whole year's worth of education and determine much of my success in examinations. But there are, regrettably, some teachers who have fallen into my disgrace for reasons that I cannot fully describe. I had hoped to be on good terms with the citizens of my new school in Banting, but alas, my hopes have been dashed - not once, not twice, but... quite a number of times.

One of these people to have let me down is XXXX. I am sorry to not be able to use names for security reasons, but just to give thou a hint: The subject the person teaches is the subject being taught by my favourite teacher of all time. Now, this teacher is not all that bad - in fact there are others whom I loathe far more than the one in question, for example another one, XXXXX who keeps degrading Sarawak by saying things like, "Of course lah you don't have the (subject he/she teaches) paper because you live in Sarawak. You live by the river ah?" (I really wanted to kick him/her) and other things implying the same thing with the same tone.

Anyway, back to the main topic, this XXXX that I have developed a slight dislike towards, grieved me as well as others like Lik Pin, Tejhpal and Boon Fang greatly during class. The story is like this: We were trying to do something a bit more than exepcted of us and correct mistakes in a piece of paper but the teacher in quesiton reprimanded us saying "it's so simple really, just add the 's' (ASS) there and don't go around the bush doing whatever.." (something like that lah) He aslo made us, the first class, copy a material that is C-grade, and why, I wonder? Why should we copy something that is way below our standard? He think we very stupid and lousy ah? Anyways, he is also damn boring and does not come into class very often, thank God...

I conclude my quoting some things from the Bible:

Psalms 119:99
"I have more insight than all my teachers, for I meditate on your statutes..."
Proverbs 5:13
"I would not obey my teachers or listen to my instructors..."

OK so I'm misusing the Bible and taking it all out of meaning, God forgive my sinful soul, but what I wanted to say was...

Luke 6:40
"A student is not above his teacher, but everyone who is fully trained will be like his teacher."
Romans 13:1
"Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God."

In other words, the Bible tells us to respect and honour authority as well as submit to them because God put them over us. I hereby proclaim that all that has been said about certain teachers to be ineffective. Null... I hope that keeps me safe... for now...

The Cursed Pantun

[Please read with caution. Readers' discretion is advised.]

Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn. Damn.
Shit shit shit shit shit shit
Goddammit... I mean, Allah dammit (as Akhmed the dead terrorist says it)
Something disastrous happened yesterday that almost brought instant calamity upon my whole year of school life in MES. Something totally unexpected, crashing down on me like a tsunami, without a word or sound of warning at all.

It was actually a very, very small matter than wouldn't have been a bother to anyone from, say, the busier town of Kuching, but somehow being in Banting, everyone loves the action and commotion, so they made this molehill into... a extravagantly gargantuan volcano, so to speak.

[The above statement was an inference only and not to show favouritism for or against any city or town]

It all started on a lovely Monday morning. Most of my class teachers were not around for some unknown reason, therefore our class, 5 Newton, was left unsupervised for most of the morning. Of course, as anyone would expect, chaos reigned in the class, as the saying goes, when the cat's away the mice will play...

However, not everyone was making a din in the first Form 5 class in MES. Many people like myself were intent on doing as much homework as they possible could and to squeeze in some amount of reading. ... o.O ... OK, fine, I wasn't being all that hardworking, but the point is, some people wanted to have some peace and quiet. So, I, being a responsible class monitor, decided to take things into my own hands.

There was a boy by the name of XXXX XXXX from the second class, 5 Curie, who walked into 5 Newton. I personally never liked him because he was noisy, disgusting (he spits everywhere) and untidy. However, he has been good friends of many of my classmates for many years, so he liked coming into my class to chatter and disturb people. After a while, I asked him very corteously to leave. However, he refused to obey my command, leaving me at loss of what to do.

Then, a spark of ingenuity came to me - the pen is greater than the sword! So, I tried to be clever and wrote a pantun (a Malay tradisional poem) to get Mr. XXXX out of the class. I wrote it on the whiteboard, and it was effective in chasing Mr. XXXX out for the moment. My classmates applauded me for my cleverness. That's when the trouble started...

Pantun Yang Binasa Itu

Ibu memasak lauk kari,
Bersama dengan padi petani;
Kalau kamu dari 5 Curie,
Janganlah masuk ke kelas ini.


[Translation: Those from 5 Curie, please don't come into this class]

Apparently, this caused a mini-revolution in the second class. From what I heard, when the others from 5 Curie read this, they suddenly poured out of the class in a torrent, holding brooms and dustpans, ready to beat me to a pulp, so to speak. Their teacher was even still in their class! They took to writing their own poems to make fun of my class and me, vulgar words quickly flowing out of their vocabulary. But my spy and inside man came to the rescue and erased the words from their whiteboard. He later told me about their plans to beat me up after school and the next day, but thankfully I had some errands to run for one of the teachers, so by the time I went out of the gate, the van that picks me and the inside man up had arrived, so I hopped in and left, making a quick getaway from the guys waiting for me by the trees. Whew.

Hold it... you may be wondering, WHY exactly did they respond that way? I had no idea myself, but one of my friends explained that the people from 5 Curie and 5 Newton have been friends for ages. When they read the offending pantun, they felt that the Newton kids had become proud, arrogant and assumed that they were the best. This suddenly caused classism among the students. The Newtons supported me, the Curies supported Mr. XXXX...

Suddenly, I was getting very, very worried. What deep shit have I gotten myself into? I figured out that I had 4 options:

1. Ponteng sekolah. [Translation: forced truancy]
I suddenly realized how those pitiful kids who "play" truant feel - like they were being surounded, enclosed, suffocated by bullies, boring classes and nasty teachers. They had no choice but to run!!

2. Hire bodyguards.
Unfortunately, most of my friends are weaklings, and the inside man, being a big boy, would be supporting his own class, so I would be left with skinny sticks to defend me... Xo

3. Move back to Kuching!!
Ah, how wonderful it would be, but alas, that would be impossible, and besides I would have to tell my parents the whole story, which I do NOT want to do as I would come off as cowardly, AND my parents would make an even bigger molehill out of the already titanic mountain.

4. Show them how Christians do it
The Bible says, if someone slaps you on your cheek, slap them back a hundredfold. Or something like that... NOT. The Word of God tells us to "turn the other cheek" and to "love your enemies". I never had a chance to make enemies... until now. Who knows, this may be an opportunity to show God's love as well as to make new friends with these blustering rascals.

Anyhow, I had to do something, so I attempted to make ammends the same way I caused the trouble. I spent last night writing a long pantun to express regret and remorse for my words.

Pantun Harmoni

Ketua kelas berkuasa sakti,
Ingin menguasai daerah Kuala Langat;
Kalau kamu terkecil hati,
Janganlah tersinggung sangat.

Hari in hari Selasa,
Banyak orang yang kaya raya;
Mulut bercakap mudah binasa,
Pena ditulis lagi tajam matanya.

Pertandingan berpantun telah dianjur,
Pemenangnya banyak merupakan para sahabat;
Kata diluah sudah terlanjur,
Mengambil balik sudah terlambat.

Bulan kedua sudahpun kelam-kabut,
Ada murid tertinggal keretapi;
Sebuah bukit kecil semut-semut,
Janganlah dijadikan gunung berapi!

Puteri MES cantiknya muka,
Putera MES amatlah berani;
Aku menghulurkan tangan terbuka,
Supaya kita hidup aman dan harmoni.

Sebatang kayu jati amat merana,
Takut dimakan anai-anai;
Kalau dari kelas mana-mana,
Dijemput datang beramai-ramai.

[Translation: If you were upset, please don't be. The mouth easily speaks destruction, but even sharper is the point of the pen. Words spoken cannot be taken back. Don't make a volcano out of an anthill. I extend my welcome to all so that we live in peace and harmony. If you are from whichever class, you are welcomed to come in...]

The result? No one lifted a finger against me, BUT - the class of 5 Newton became all the noisier, with people from many other classes coming into 5 Newton because most of the teachers didn't come... again. I could not do anything, but as long as I'm safe... why bother?

Why is it that most of the trouble I get into somehow comes about because of my tongue? Or more precisely, my incorrect choice of words? I cannot count the inumerable times I have gotten into rows with my mother because of this... *sigh* Above everything else, all this commotion was probably caused by me trying to be too clever for my own good.

Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year!! To myself - a New Year with no relatives around, definitely less angpow (or none?!!), hopefully I can get some homework and study done...??!!
Xo Xo Xo