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lena saw the pengetua playing basketball when we were about to go to the science lab today. she nudged me and i looked too. we literally started laughing our asses off.

she probably has too much time to hang around after school and stalk every student in the afternoon session.

katherine and wee chien said she even started taking pictures of them.

when i heard that, i seriously shouted wtf. it's either she wants to remember all the bad students who didn't clip their fringe/tuck in the shirt/have long hair. or it's because she's a real stalker.




or it's maybe she's too happy that some random pengawai/school judge came to our school and said our way of studying was aman damai or something like that.

PPSSSSFFFFF, i wonder if they've seen the afternoon session yet.

well, so far my picture hasn't been taken. at least, i haven't notice anything fishy yet... i'd better watch out o_o

things were far FAR easier in form 1. in the beginning of the year, the teachers wouldn't even give a damn if you didn't clip your fringe. trying to make their first good impression i guess =_____=


then now, it's like form2 students are ALWAYS the trouble makers and ALWAYS the students with discipline problems. and the teachers started calling most of us "heroes" because they think we're rude.

BEHOLD...
the man with the longest speeches in monday morning assemblies i've ever known...
SKBBSP (1)'s ex headmaster.
after seeing saujana's principle, i wish i can go back to standard six and listen to his long speeches rather than have to get caught for long fringe/nails/hair.

seriously, he gives the almost same and longest speeches i've ever heard in my 14 years of life. aside from all those celebs who won on award shows.

once, i started my stopwatch to see how long can he go on without a drink of water. especially when you're literally spitting saliva into the microphone.
he took a whole 20 minutes or so o_o

still, standard six/2007 was the best year i've ever had in my life so far.

a poem by Ms. Aimee. i miss her. and i'm on it again!!! if you dunno what i'm on again, read the poem;

(if you can't see it clearly, it reads:)

Rachel, stop daydreaming about a vampire,

before I throw your book in the fire.

You can beat that guy in football,

I'm not a liar.

i WAS determined to beat Clarence Chen in football but after receiving such deathly bad response- which involved laughing, teasing, shouting, caps lock and plenty of laughing-, i've lost my guts and encouragement.

and realized the only thing i can beat Clarence in is in a Twilight quiz. i feel so dorky =_=

upon receiving those bad reponse like, 'YOU SUCK, YOU CAN'T BEAT HIM!' 'HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!' 'COME ON LAH, WE'VE BEEN PLAYING FOOTBALL SINCE WE'RE SMALL. YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY BEAT HIM... BLAH BLAH BLAH' i told Clarence that i'm going to learn football in this 3 years of high school we still have left, but soon realized that if those hardcore-football-playing-humans are literally the football aliens of the afternoon session in seri saujana, they would be able to join the Malaysia football team when they turn 18.

so i don't have 3 years to learn. that was why i lost all the confidence i used to own.

sigh, what great encouragement D:

"Wish you can go back and tell yourself what you don't know."

oh, and when i told my mom i'm gonna buy a camera in february and when i told her what kinda models i had in mind, she was like, 'Don't buy so expensive one! If lost already, don't you cry arh.'

those words kept me thinking. cameras can be stealen easily these days; especially for someone as clumsy and blur and stupid like me.

so i'm gonna go for the RM699, Powershot E1 anyways (:

off to tuition now.

chiaos~