Incredulous

A little bit of science
There is a chemical in a girl's brain which is released only twice in her life, when she has sex, and when she breast feeds her baby. This chemical emotionally connects her to another person for the rest of her life. Guys? They only release this chemical when they bond with their children. So guys, if you think sex is a game and go around fucking as many girls as you want, remember that you will mentally mess this girl for the rest of her life. If you’re still friends afterwards then whatever, but she will always have the same feeling toward you because of this chemical.

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I bear no consequences once you finished reading this.

kbye.

Books

Before we start. I feel the need to do this; May I warn you, that this post is a long one, and is mainly about books. If you're not interested in the latter, then you may absolutely press the top right-hand-side corner box of this page. Thanks.
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So.
My sister and I are definite bookaholics. What, you want proof?

Okay, so we went to the latest bookfair which was held in Putrajaya. I don't know the exact location, but they're the buildings in which MAHA was held at. Geddit? K.

It was a Big Bad Wolf bookfair, and I love it. I lovelovelove it!

Ze books we bought; there are 34 of them with a total of only RM288! asdfghjkl unbelivable! :P

Majority of brand-new books with hardcovers are less than RM10, Twilight, New Moon, Sophie Kinsella's masterpieces and everything. Honestly, if I knew this sale was hitting in a few years' time, I'd wait and would've saved hundreds of bucks. HUNDREDS of bucks.

K.

These are some of the books that we had, ruefully, bought in the past. I'm sure if we added them all up, the total amount would be somewhere around RM1000, if not more. *le cries

However, do take mental notes that we not only think about stories, we also look up to school necessasities, thus below would be evidences of the statement.

See? Heh. Heheh.

Also, in this very post, I'd like to make dedications for my family as they supported and literally cheered for us both bookamaniacs. :B They too, are involved in readings, though not as much.

My father's, err, reading materials.

My brother's.

My eldest sister's. (She inherited a teeny tiny bit of the bookaholic gene, other than that, she's not really obsessed about reading, like my mother. Not to say that my father is a pure reading machine, but atleast he reads. Occasionally.)

My mother? She doesn't really have time for novels. She does readings, but mainly magazines and motivating stuff.

K. I'm done lecturing.

ps : thank God blogger doesn't have all those craps about word limits, I'd seriously put a bullet hole on my forehead if I have to 'kindly delete some of the contents'.

Finals

My previous result was ugly fullstop

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Finals is hovering on me now.

So here's my list of things-to-do to improvise myself. *sigh

1. No tablet twitter up until Nov 9th.  They'll be available again only after the day's Maghrib prayer is done.

2. I ain't making any kind of timetable whatsoever, cause I know I won't be bothered to obey it. Hence, I made a deal with myself to study for atleast 2 hours a day, and no slacking under any circumstances. unless for very, very crucial matters.

3. Not trusting myself on the above rule, I now forbid myself to read the books from Big Bad Wolf before the arrival of Nov 9th. Even so, I may still procrastinate. -.- Thus, if I do that then I shall have to donate those books to Aimi those in need.

4. Go through all Form 1 and Form 2 chapters for perdagangan. I am weak in kh. 'Nuff said.

5. Clear up those craps from sejarah form 1.

Finally,

6. Achieve Top 5 in class. If not Top 3. Latter more so than the first.

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Please pray for my success. :')

hectic laife

It's PMR flu season.

Us Form1's and 2's got holidays, so as to prevent packed conditions which might reduce ze candidates' focus. My class is off on Monday, Wednesday, FriFriFriday and next Tuesday. I'm lololovin' it!

However.

In the midst of the joy, reality reminds me of the agonizing truth. Our turn is up, next year is showtime, baby.

Shykes.

Gawd, my schedule's are going to be so horrendous next year. T.T COME ON, I like going to taekwondo class, please do not make me stop. I refuse to sacrifice it. Which, in any case, is impossible.

So now, I am trying to find initiatives to reschedule my messy schedule. Trying to fit everything in.

I'd like gamelan, choir, and sports. But at the same time, I'd like sometime out wiz me frenz, and celebrating birthdays too. Between chorus speaking, tuitions, extra classes, taekwondo, prefect duty, campings, the sevens, shykes and others, I'd be dead meat.

Plus my mom would like me to dedicate more time for my studies and would very much like it if I go to more than 1 tuition. :)

*shreds hair and scratching scalp with bulging eyes*

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AMC result was out today. Truth be told, it was as if someone literally beheaded me when I saw that my name was at number 172. *le cries

But then I found out that numbers don't count, its the grades that do. Our names were arranged alphabetically, since mine started with an 'R', it was no question why I was hauled so far at the back. *cue relieved gesture
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It was sad to see JESS-ians managed only the top four gradings (from behind, top four from BEHIND), since there are like, 10 of ze overall grades. :|

*le shuts mouth up

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Those joyful moments.

The part-chorus-speaking-part-choir performance is finally done. * Relieved sigh *

Earlier, I was on Haziq's blog, reading all about the chorus speaking competition from last March.

Missing those fun moments so much. We were a bunch of awesome people hanging out together. The sense of family togertheness was undeniably amazing. :)

Of course, in every happy family, there is at least one annoying member, that douchebag, one caring brother, a hippy sister, ze pain-in-the-ass little brother, a mom, and everything.

But unfortunately PMR is coming. We need to focus.

:(.

Oh well, what's passed is passed. Though we may never team as one again, those awesome bond we shared shall not be forgotten. <3

teehee.

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And my auntie asked me, 'whatever in the world is this chorus speaking thing you speak of?'

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ps: Fingers crossed that teacher won't break the team apart. I'd hate that.