If only spm would be just like that.

Yesterday, i got my bicycle stolen. My only mode of transport. My only vehicle to show off in. I thought i would never forgive the people who've nicked my pride and joy.

Turns out the nippy form 4 syndicates took mine and mogan's bicycle and were pissing on stones just to sell our bicycles. And just now i went to claim what's mine. We went to our thief's house for a discussion.

We got our bicycles back. I got my bicycle back, without any bloodshed, or bruised eyes. Just amicably worked things out with our thief's mother who i have full backing and sympathy for having such a scumbag son. But things ended up well, with mogan's parents present as well. We scared the shit out of them with the possible involvement of the police force and the consequences. But what's important is that they apologized. And they did. I know, anyone can freaking apologize and dont mean it, but somehow, i just saw that little glint of sincerity and regret in their eyes, and the seriously sorry handshake. Haha. I'm contented.

The only thing i've not gotten back is the keys to my bicycle lock which i was promised, would be returned tomorrow.

And no grudges against them but those guys need a good beating in prison. Just to knock some rationality into them.

Jinny

Weeks after weeks after weeks, fly just by.

Its a freaking wonder how we have finally ended up in the month of June. New year seems just like last week, christmas seems like the week before, and yesterday seems closer than yesterday. For all you know, we're already long past our seemingly useless spm and paying for child support, then in a short while, we'll be spanking our grandchildren in and around the residential compound with the garden gnomes sniggering at us.

And then you'll find yourself lying on your death bed with the osk bleeping with synchronisation to your heartbeat and throngs of family members standing in and out of your ward when your vision slowly blurs and you auditorily fail. Your heart rate peacefully declines. You suck in that final exchange of air and then darkness.

Then you awaken at any point in your life and you just realise its only just a dream.

Since we'll never know until we actually are living the moment, that's how my perception of death would be. You take your final breath and fall into a deep sleep only to be awaken by your alarm clock back at some point of life. Your own, or maybe another person's. A cycle.

Anyway.

The main thing is to complain how time flies. Its staggering how you look back and see all those times you once anticipated are now a distant past.

Its beautiful how life unfolds itself and interestingly at the same time how cruel it can be. What else can we do but take it in our stride?

And take it in our stride we will. My weekends now are boring. Usually for me is to waste it away. Maybe once or twice i would have futsal or rock climbing escapades. But since my membership has expired and i'm still to renew it, and with everyone tied to their house leash, it gets really quiet around here.

At least today i went over to mlia's. Apparently she doesnt know how to download songs(i know what you're all thinking. jakun! :p). So i got a nice little ares for her. Downloaded a few songs for demonstration in which she is now very much a pro and also giggle hysterically to happy tree friends. I even helped out with her star pizza hut project or something like that. She was doing an artwork on the environment so i helped paint and repainted the black on her half polluted earth which looks quite like

Quite fascinating aint it? Haha. Well at least i did something today and that something isn't about wasting beautiful sunny(HOT!!) sundays. Plus i got to spend time with mlia. I am very much contented.

Oh and pictures from xr's birthday party at TGI fridays are in compilation. I'm too impatient to let so many pictures load.

And i'm expecting germany, portugal, brazil, and spain to qualify for the semi-finals. Mark my words.

Jinny

XR's Birthday 2. 260506

 

XR's Birthday 1. 260506

 

First off, congratulations to Astro for their 10th year anniversary. Providing us with the best home entertainment since Mega TV got its ass kicked.

And i'm sure we're all very familiar with the Astro monthly programme catalogue that has been dilligently circulating to our doorsteps without fail every month. And if i'm rather not mistaken, the design of it changes almost every year though i remember my last time reading one was when it was in a4 size with orange borders. But somehow, times have changed.

For some uncanny reason, Astro have decided to display 11 gangly dudes and dudettes with unnaturally dyed lion-mane hair and uneven teeth in their july issue.

Publicity stunt to exploit into the chinese community? The future generation of chinese people? The "in" in fashion? We can only guess. But there's one thing we do know. Astro CAN produce better cover girls and boys like they've had rather than ghastly images of ghastly people in ghastly clothes. And oh, THOSE HAIR.

Its not that i'm prejudiced or being a racist of my own race. Its just that its very scary where young chinese are going nowadays. Especially into the fashion industry. Whats with the dyed frizzy hair? With lion manes and straight fringes?

And that guy on the top left with his green striped "i'm guessing its a" singlet. The plunge line of the neck is so low, and without even a tinge of a cleavage, its horrendous. Its like everyone's just trying so hard so be metrosexual. Ah and again, THE HAIR!! Change your wallet-burning hairdressers and stick to the 10 ringgit indian barber lah.

I'd like to stress however that its only my opinion and my loathe towards ugly clothes and dyed frizzy hair. Its really funny. Worryingly funny.

Jinny

For the past 5 days or so, this is what hinders me from being a real grown up.

Sadly its been an uninspirational week since my last entry. School decided to restart, and results decided to show up. Speaking about results, it can be said that i'm quite contented with what i got although obviously, there ARE still room for improvement depending on the capacity of my brain left empty.

So my full list of results for the mid term.
1. Bahasa Malaysia - 68%
2. English - 90%
3. Modern Maths - 68%
4. Additional Maths - 26%
5. Chemistry - 43%
6. Physics - 60%
7. Biology - 62%
8. History - 72%
9. Moral - 77%
10. E.S.T - 88%
11. P.E - 70%

I know i know, its unattractive and i know results like these will never get me far. What's important is the vast improvement of the average total from 55% the last term to a 65% this term. Hardly important but highly motivating.

Topic off academics,

PJ Half Marathon this morning was quite a drag. Although i reached my objective of completing the 10km race in the top 100 but i personally feel that im capable of a more decent finish than 90th. Maybe its the muscle cramps, or the long lay off from training, but my spot on the podium on sports day could be in jeopardy as well. I did run a good race though, with my earphones, i ran probably the most relaxing 10km i've had with the help of system of a down and james blunt playing on mp3.

The map of the route. Starting at the mppj stadium to the subang airport highway and down federal highway, past freescale, on the san fran bridge, into ss3 and back to the stadium.

The sense of authority when traffic polices are stationed to stop cars so that you can pass is overwhelming. Like you're so special to mppj.

On a different note. Xr has been bugging me for a birthday post since probably the holidays started. So this is for xr then.

HAPPY (BELATED)* BIRTHDAY XR! *belated birthday post

Toh Xue Rou. You're one year older, possibly one year wiser, but definately one year more bimbotic. :) And to celebrate that, we had a dinner celebration at TGI Fridays in ou on the 26th of may 2006. Like always, it was an amusing affair.

Due to some difficulties in posting pictures. They will only make an appearance in the next post.

Jinny

One of those least anticipated days of our lives.

If you all are still hovering in the holiday mood, indulge while you can because in less than 10 hours we'll all be cursing and swearing at the headmistress again for giving her usual pep talk during assembly. Not to mention if it rains then we're all saved.

But its sad, that the 2 weeks i've been looking forward to have abruptly ended. Abruptly i say because i have only started to fit into the holiday groove just at the very end. I wish to have another week but bear in mind that impermanence steps in. Everything has to bloody end. Every good thing ends faster. WHY?

I can say i might be a little dissappointed with myself for not wholly utilising the mid term break.

So after the holidays, everyone's back into tense mode. The no nonsense, back in the shell mode. No one's allowed to leave the house because we're back in business and we must study our asses off kinda thing. I'm not mocking the traits of other family households or priorities. I admit that like you and me, i'm also exposed to situations as such. But the thing is, why has it got to be this way? Well, we'll never know. We just follow like sheep.

To correct myself earlier on, holland has NEVER won the world cup. Because i thought the great johan cryuff did win something when he was playing for holland, i was assuming it to be the world cup. But no stars around their emblems. So i guess they didnt actually win the world cup after all. My mistake.

So, to cap off probably my and our last ever "mid-term" break, we went gallavanting in kl on friday night. We as in, me, john, mlia, yen, jin and melissa p, had this sleepover at seri bukit ceylon service apartments in my dad's one bedroom unit. But i guess the highlight was melissa's birthday which we celebrated in sevenatenine. A club-cum-restaurant at the ascott. Filling your belly with steak, foie gras, oysters, magharitas and mocktails are the way to go, but being broke in the middle of downtown kl, is definately not. However i finally realised that moving around kl in taxis is actually very convenient although those perdana v6 cabbies can cost you a bomb. But we had fun, right?

Well i'm just sad that the holidays had to end so soon, so is my camp 5 membership which ends on the 16th. Sigh, how long more till we could all go out without worrying about anything? Academically?

Jinny

We're almost 2 weeks into the holidays and as hasty as it came by, its soon-to-be going going gone.

One reason why i despise the shit out of myself is because no one beats me in the tendency of wasting away my holidays. I vowed to myself to at least, at the very ultimate least, that i'll devote a fraction of my holidays to educating myself in any way. And yet until now, it has not been done. Despite me wasting all my time in the world, i just cant pick myself up to do productive studying or revision or whatever. Its just not in my mind at all.

The prospect of the reopening of school is scary. Its like i've been looking forward to the mid-terms because i could at least finally get my mind off the academics and now its slowly dissolving. The schooldays strikes back.

I've finally started my own training after a 2 month lay-off. My upcoming involvement in the pj half marathon and school sports day has motivationally encouraged me to bring myself for evening runs with senior folks of ss2/43. I started a 10 mintue jog last saturday then slowly increasing my intensity to a 5 km jog on monday and 7 km today. I'm quite sure i'm slowly getting back into shape but my stamina's bollocks. And for some uncanny reason, due to hormonal imbalance, i think i secrete more sweat than i actually pee. Correct me if its a normal condition but when i say i'm "bathing" in sweat, its like i'm literally bathing in sweat.

And by the way, the numbers 666 intrigues me. What so significant about these 3 numbers of the same digit? Why cant 444 or 777 be significant as well? Pardon my shallow self if anyone of you does have the proper explanation. Satan's number you say? I've been told before that if you call the numbers 666 on your phone, you might just actually get hell's hotline. I wonder what are the call rates but hey, if 666 are satan's initials and god is the arch nemesis and flipside of satan, does that mean god's significant number is 999? I really dont understand why the date 060606 can actually instill fear into some people. Yet throngs of chinese couples choose to marry on this "auspicious" day, so 666 is a number of mixed fortunes? I wonder how many of us would build bunkers and shit ourselves on the 6th of June 2066.

Oh well, the world cup is kicking-off soon. I know i know, i dont usually write about football here for the sake of some people who would actually rather watch tv3's kisah benar than football. Nevermind the last post about the transfer speculations, the mcphee-ver is lone gone and now the real man's fever is coming. You can run, but you cant hide from it.

Personally, i'm rooting for either england or portugal. But i wouldn't write off holland. England is common among we malaysians because basicly, most of us only watch the english premier league so we dare talk and comment and crucify players from that league only. Other countries like brazil and france have an equal malaysian fan base because as far as we can remember, they're the ones who have won the world cup very recently and naturally we do support the winners. Although a number of us would somehow say we support some obscure nation when being asked so that we can boast about our football knowledge.

Why portugal you ask? Look the squad at their disposal. Everyone knows cristiano ronaldo, or luis figo. Date back the decades and you have a squadful of quality players. Capable of matching head to head records with other major nations. But even with all the talent and their glaring ties to brazil (even their player's names sound similiar), they've never won the world cup. And if you remember the euro 2004 final, losing to a toothless greek side, they're more like the underdogs. But yet, everyone seems stubborn in writing them off for the cup and always seeding them as one of the top nations, i'm sure there's a reason behind that, and they know, that portugal are capable of surprises. As for my own preferance, i like to see tricks, and no, ronaldinho or kaka aren't the only ones capable of trickery, portugal boasts of cristiano ronaldo, deco, figo, pauleta, simao and so on. Even the defenders are exciting to watch, paulo ferreira, carvalho, valente. Brazil can eat their socks.

How about holland? Unlike portugal, holland has won the world cup before, but after their triumph, who knows where they went? They went up the football rankings, and down, and simultaneously for several years until now nobody understands why they're in 2nd behind brazil in the rankings when they didn't win anything. But i would admit that right now, 2nd seems to truly reflect on how good they really are. And the best thing is, they're a young squad, old is gold, but no one wants to see a team of old hags playing in the world cup do they? The young ones catch the eyes because they're robust and full of energy, like rooney, messi, or in holland's case, van persie, robben, kuyt, or castelen. People like van nistelrooy and van bommel light the world cup on fire as well so do watch out for holland.

As for england, i think they're not going far, althout i wish they would. Everyone says that they'll still mount a challenge without rooney but its bullshit for me. Wayne Rooney is the heart and soul of the england squad and without him, they just cant hold on. Putting a 17 year old theo walcott doesnt help england one bit because all they really need is rooney. No crouch, no walcott, no defoe, maybe a little bit of owen but rooney. Look what happened to manchester united when he was injured, they sunk. And when he played for england in euro 2004, they were on fire. So they DO need wayne rooney if they are to win the world cup. Lampard and gerrard are doing well in midfield and if i were the manager, i'd put joe cole instead of stewart downing on the left, no wait, i'd rather call-up kieran richardson instead of downing. As shit and useless as he can be, england still needs david beckham's crosses from the right. And defensively, i'd put ashley cole on the left, carragher on the right with terry and ferdinand in the centre. Hell who cares, its not like they're gonna win it anyway.

Wow, i'd be surprised to see anyone still reading up to this sentence. The world cup stuff up there were like writings to amuse myself.

Till the world cup starts! I'd like to see myself get out of the house abit more. Just for the last few days of the holiday lah.

Jinny

You'll never meet anyone quite like this girl. Take my words for it. I kid you not.

The last 5 months or rather 2 and half years couldn't have been more well spent with the person i call mlia.

I dont usually mock, but to all the ailing bachelors and homo/bisexual bachelorettes out there, i'm sorry but she's mine!

Some of you may see this post and then go "not again!" but heck it, suit yourself. Love is to be made known. Not swept under the rug. Besides, i find solace and satisfaction in doing stuff for mlia from the heart. Not stuff like washing her pyjamas and lingerie and serving her like a butler. But stuff that are that simple, like writing a post, or cooking up some pasta.

Anyway.

Mlia mlia mlia, we're like bonnie and clyde, the dynamic duo, laurel and hardy, pinky and the brain, whatever that comes in pairs. I tend to only look forward to going places where i know i'll see you. But you're learning your road skills and what the hell is a clutch well, so i'm sure those days of not seeing you would be numbered. I want you to know that i'm your greatest supporter, your biggest fan, your most obssesive best friend, and probably your worst but most determined motivator. And even though i may not be present physically in your times of troubles but you can always rely on the fact that i wouldn't miss it for the world to be there for you whenever i can (shopping is exempted). Just kidding! Thanks to your relentless tutorage, now i am starting to kid around and tell jokes that are absolutely senseless and laugh on my own. Not that i dont usually do it but you kinda "enhance" my abilities you know. I always think that the clocks and watches are prejudiced towards us because everytime i'm with you, time mysteriously flies by. Apart from that, i appreciate the fact that you would slap me for no apparent reason in the you whack me i whack you kinda way, which makes the relationship more enjoyable and fun to be in although i apologize for holding your hands too tight sometimes. I appreciate the fact that you love me for who i am and not what i am and as much as i love you the same way. I appreciate your trust that you put in me. I appreciate the fact that we're slowly but surely opening up more and more towards each other. I appreciate the fact that you're not just any girlfriend to me, you're like a mum, older sister, younger sister, best friend and companion all rolled into one like a cuban cigar. I appreciate YOU. I love you mlia.

Just had to do it. Its gives me the utmost satisfaction to express these kinda feelings out to the world.

Even so, i wrote all that here because i cant possibly fit everything into a 5-page long sms can i?

Oh and shoot me if i'm being corny. Heck knows when "corny" became my middle name. Horny, you've been replaced!

Jinny

For the footie blokes.

Manchester United Transfer Speculations.

Oooh lala, Riquelme and Torres looks exciting!

Jinny