Elements of Life.

So, I brought a camera to school. Dad's camera, in fact. Creative Club and I were working on something and I wanted to capture the process.

Then I went to change. And in the process, the camera - rolled out of my pocket. It hit the floor, and the battery + memory card flew out. Before I could blink, it hit the toilet bowl, and, to my horror, SLID INTO THE GODDAMN HOLE WITH A SPLASH AND A THUNK.

That was the time when I WISHED EVERYTHING WAS ALL A DREAM. For a few seconds I stood there, unable to accept that what we girls have been joking around (aka stuff falling into the toilet hole) became true. And to me, of all people. I peered inside - the hole was deep, there was no way my hand was long enough to reach, and, damn, I had no intention of sliding my hand into that place.

I had my friend stand guard at that particular cubicle to make sure no one would use the toilet and flush it, then went to find someone - anyone - who could help. So I went to find some dude who lent me a metal hook.

Then, headed back to the toilet and tried to fish it out - it took no difficulties since my camera had a string attached to it. GOD, WHAT DO THESE GIRLS THROW INTO THE TOILET BOWL THESE DAYS!? It was...ugh. I had no choice but to put it under the running water to get all the...stuff...away. NO CHOICE. I knew I was only going to increase the chances of it getting fried, but it was just so...oh crap I don't even have words to describe it.

It was a long day. When I went home, I immediately sat down and began mission impossible :

I aimed the hairdryer into the battery + memory card section. When those parts were dry, I tried to turn on the camera. Then, I realized that the lens part + deep parts inside probably still had some water residing within. The camera turned on, then jammed. Yi Xian said, the, circuits, most, probably, got, fried...Now that I think about it, I should have removed the camera casing and do a thorough blow of the innards instead of just blowdrying the battery + memory card section.

Too late to do anything about it, though. If its fried, then I can only repair / buy a new one. The worst thing? No idea how to tell my dad. If only this camera was mine. God knows how much the repair cost would be, if it surpasses the original price, then I might as well buy a new one...

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Okay.

The things that messed up with the event was :

• Bad planning. Okay, not exactly bad, but just LAST-MINUTE planning. Very last-minute indeed, until Ms Margaret probably got annoyed seeing me everyday. She even has a nickname for me now - "IT girl". Fascinating.
• Unprofessional decor. The booth needed spicing up, and the board wasn't very nice either.
• Ms Margaret simply refused any of the seniors to be on duty in the morning. Ending up, no slip keluar kelas. Ending up, kena marah by discipline teacher everyday.

The somehow better things at the event were :

• With less items, its easier to handle the booth. Meaning, things get harder to be stolen. And, luckily, no thefts occurred this time.
• A more organized system, especially for the sales booth. People may call the forms "leceh" and "mafan", but its more proper and more professional to have them. Imagine if someone pays for a Razer - I can collect the money and just lie to people that I never received it from him. With forms, there's a sort of proof.
• Good cooperation from the juniors. Yes, they're just so amazing.
• Good response from students - Guess the Capacity contest and Website Hunt received many entries. Sales booth wasn't too bad either.

As I was packing up, I realized that it has been a year. Hmm. Yes, a year. When did I join Itanium Solutions? It was after last year's IT Week. And I still recall that my presence was not really welcomed at first - not many liked it - some hated it - but I won't say who it is. However, I endured, I guess. Some people - and some friends - find my presence in that club intriguing - they like asking me why I joined when I could have joined tens of other clubs in school, did I regret joining, other weird questions, etc.

I will laugh and shrug off their questions. But deep down, I will think. Why did I join, and most importantly, do I regret?

Everyone has their reasons, and I do, too. As for the regretting part, yes, several times. But now, I do not regret anymore.

Generally, I follow my instincts, most of the time they're right. Its just like me quitting debate - No, I do not, regret it, at all. After all, no point going to a club that 1) Does not value your existence 2) Treats you like a soccer ball to kick around 3)Has too many politics.

I'm not sure how this year will be like - nor do I want to think about how next year would be. People say I overthink - so I'll under-think this time. Time passes so fast. Its already near May - a few more months, seniors will be leaving, and I'll be in Form 5. Not exactly a thrilling idea, but its one that no one can change.

Whatever happens, I won't let great chances pass me by.

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Because its March and the exams made me realize that! Three exam terms we have in CHS, correct? So, as one is coming and going, it also means 1/3 of my form 4 life is...gone. Well, almost gone.

It still feels like the first day, honestly. Until now, there are certain classmates that I don't speak to, due to different interests. Oh, well. But as time goes by we are forced to at least communicate with, thanks to the exams that will be beginning...tomorrow. Awesome. Anyhow, Form 4 is different from Form 3. Life gets more challenging. Life gets more stressful. Life continues being one heck of a ride. Life gives me FOUR EXTRA SUBJECTS which messes up my brain. : ( Physics is the worst because its sooo abstract and it is (according to people) a traditional BOYS SUBJECT. Chemistry doesn't do wonders on me because my one-track-mind makes me impossible to think of other probabilities. Biology is, well, Biology. I don't like Mod Math because my Add Math is better than my Mod Math. Form 4, memang...stressful punya. Whoever said its a honeymoon is very, very wrong indeed. Well, every teacher has been telling me that. So that phrase is kinda drilled into my head.

And I see the effects of the exam on everyone, as usual. Extreme grumpiness, full library, and comparing between students.

Everyone's kiasu. But sometimes the comparing bit gets a bit irritating. Because everyone starts lying.

Example : "Hey, have you studied? I HAVEN'T STUDIED ANYYYYTHIIIIIIING. I TOTALLY BLUR. I TOTALLY DON'T KNOW ANYTHING T_T I'm so scareddddddddd."

...And then they come out getting top in the class!

HOW WHAT WHY! I can say the exact same phrases but don't get top in the class. Maybe its the unhealthy studying method that I use, aka sleep at 3am wake up 5.30am sleep in class come home study. And I need noisy music. Otherwise cannot concentrate. Some students need extreme stillness. Some need to be at a particular place. Everyone uses different sort of study methods, I wonder what other interesting methods they use?

Seems like relaxation is needed. Therefore, computer time (aka now.) Piano time. I actually like piano time. Its a good time to play out all your emotions through those black and white keys. SLEEP TIME. Simply amazing. Besides, its getting harder and harder to sleep in school because the teachers don't like it. They make me stand up in class. : ( Not fun.

And seriously, does ponteng-ing class to study work? Because my mum doesn't believe in that fact.

"OH. YOU WANT TO RELAX AT HOME IS IT. NO. GO TO SCHOOL. YOU BETTER DON'T FAIL. IF NOT, I WILL LOCK UP YOUR COMPUTER, CONFISCATE YOUR PHONE, AND GIVE YOU 4 EXTRA TUITIONS."

So it seems like I have no choice but to put in some effort if I don't want life to be a living hell. And somehow the teachers choose this time to THREATEN, with the annoying sistem pemotongan markah. Everything don't do? Minus mark. Don't do work? Minus mark. Talk a lot? Minus mark. CLASS NOT CLEAN? Threaten also. They're hanging our lives on a thread with this system! How irritating. But it works on the boys, though. Sometimes. Only sometimes.

Oh, well. Time to hit the books. And yes I sound very nerdy in this post. Because all the lecturings from the teachers have taken a toll on me. Believe it or not, one girl approached me in class and was being very friendly to me, which made me wonder why due to the fact that normally she doesn't even ACKNOWLEDGE MY EXISTENCE. And then I found out that it was because she needed help in her studies...she made me sound so nerdy. See, exams make everyone communicate, whether we like it or not. I wish I could tell her I have an interesting, full-of-loopholes life. I have music, I have the people around me (good and bad), I have lots of thingies that circle around me (like those electrons that circle the atom. See, I'm severely affected). Its just that I know when to put my priorities when I need to. : ) !!

And hopefully everyone will be SMILING MORE after exam. Seriously, we need a bit of cheer in this school! Its not fun now, but hopefully it'll be fun later on.

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I may immerse myself in the huge load of western culture. Trance, hiphop, hardstyle, you name it.

But what the heck. CNY is coming and the CHINESE hype is back.

What happens during CNY? Generally. Pack bags. Hear people screaming at each other to buy CNY cookies. Hear parents argue over CNY matters. Sit in the car. Pay toll. Pay for petrol. See the trees go by. Return to hometown. See kids screaming. See fireworks blasting. Hear CNY music booming. You have steamboats. Shark fin. (sorry, environmentalists.) Saying hi to aunties uncles grandmas with the sweetest smile on your face and hear them say, "OH SHE LOOKS SO MATURE ALREADY." Eat all the food in the kampung because food there is generally better and cheaper compared to KL.

Kedah laksa is the best laksa of all. Kid you not. And the cendol? Amazing.

Anyway anyway.

The best part of CNY is to feel the NEW, FRESH MONEY straight out from ATM machines on your fingers. Really.

Okay that made me sound like such a money-minded person. But, CNY hype is memang CNY hype.

And then you have the gloom. Gloom which is like, gloom. Because is it just me or is it just because my brain is frozen and I can't concentrate on anything properly? People ask me, which subject are you having trouble with. I honestly answer, EVERYTHING, because I just can't concentrate. You know, 4s1 is directly above the KH room. And the smell of cookies actually waft into the classroom every 5 minutes. Concentrating on the smell of cookies is actually more appealing than concentrating on physics. Scary right.

Maybe its the fact that exam is coming 2 weeks after CNY and CNY is not too far away which means that the exams can't be too far away too.

And the consequences of failing is unpleasant.

And then I realized I might have been a little too ambitious. Sign up for everything under the sky and get prepared for one heck of a ride in life. Procrastinate like nothing and get the bad results of last-minute-work on your head.

Oh, well. For now its like hype and gloom, with gloom overriding hype for a while. But hopefully next week the hype will override the gloom so that things would turn out okay. (: It will be fine. I hope.

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The most recent ominous event (which I'm sure you all know what it is) is a bad beginning for the year 2010.

Let's hope this country doesn't evolve to Iran, it'll be a CS turned to reality.

Some people refuse to see the sense, with the mindset that violence is the way to paradise - that violence is the way to solve it all. Where is the truth in that? Most importantly, where is the darn sense in that?

They assume the 'A' belongs to them, but shouldn't it be the other way round, that the people belong to 'A'? Who is more almighty, come on lah, it won't take you a second to guess.

And, with incidents like this happening, what the heck is the use of our so-called '1Malaysia'? The government can go all out to support this, but not everyone is willing to comply. As expected, of course.

A funny thought struck me. Our school is CHS (hint : C.) Should we start bringing in metal detectors? (: LOL.

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