I spent the better half of the day reading a 600-paged sci-fi adult book. I am not done with it yet. It is kind of messing with my head, if that's possible. I've never read a science fiction or an adult book before. The fictitious science in it is so complicated yet gripping at the same time...which is a first for me. And I am not used to the characters being older than seventeen. (I am a callow reader.) I was initially planning on cleaning my room today because it has been messy since the last time I cleaned it -which technically insinuates that my room was spick and span for about a day. Obviously, I got sidetracked. I am going to clean my room tomorrow instead. Maybe.


Lack of Forethought

I have been recently assigned to write an English essay entitled How I Want My Future To Be which is not due so soon yet. I figured the teacher wanted something really deep and thought-provoking so I gave it some thought and came up with a few options which weren't even what I genuinely wanted my future to be.

I was over-analysing. As it turns out, the point of the essay is to write literally how I wanted my future to be -how my life will turn out, what my career will be, where I will live, what I will accomplish, etc. I am finding it oddly difficult to write the essay now even though I've done it before a few years ago. I don't know why that is. I think about the future a whole lot but I can't put it in black and white. Completely useless. One thing's for sure: God is in control of my future.


Rob Ot, Not Done

Today was a fairly weird day. A friend came over to get started with the robot construction. My class teacher who also happens to be my Physics teacher came over as well. It was just unusual to see her in the house. She brought the Physics exam papers from our mid-term examination to mark as she has a substantial amount of paper to mark -somewhere around 280x2 papers. Moreover, she disclosed some facts that she probably (I think) shouldn't but my lips are completely sealed.

Regarding more pressing matters, we (the friend and I as the teacher was busily marking the papers) ran into a couple of problems with the robotic components. We have now constructed the main parts -arm and wheels- but we are struggling with assembling all the parts together...which would make a good joke if we weren't the reason for it.

The friend's task now is to try to program as many possible routes for the robot in accordance with the specified tasks. And I have to try to fix the robotic parts into a whole piece. I say confidently now that there is a slim chance of me succeeding. When I told my brother about what I needed to do, he guffawed. I followed suit.


10 Factoids

Rules - Bloggers who have been tagged have to start with 10 random facts about themselves. At the end of this, you have to choose 10 people and tag them about this quiz.

1) I don't own a single pair of jeans.
2) I underwent a minor surgery when I was 14.
3) My parents are cooler than me.
4) I am a chauvinist, perfectionist and masochist -in that order.
5) I need pin-drop silence whenever I study.
6) I love music as much as I love books; I just don't talk about it as much.
7) I don't believe in ghosts and/or any superstitions.
8) I can't read in a (mobile) vehicle or carsickness would ensue.
9) I quit playing the piano in Grade 4.
10) I study for Christ. Otherwise I'd have given up high school eons ago.

I tag: Owner of entangled, owner of Memories and any 8 people who don't own blogs.


Time to Kill

(I just want to apologise to my prayer partner who tagged me this eons ago. I'm sorry I took so long to do this. Speaking of long, this tag is also unusually long. But I'm not complaining. It's a good means to slay time.)

Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.

1. Who is your all-time inspiration?
My current Sunday School teacher -amazing woman in Christ.

2. What do you feel like doing now?
Reading a good book.

3. If you are to be stranded in a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?
A cousin, a friend and a friend. Because they would be able to tolerate me if I go senile.

4. Where is the place you want to go to the most?
My bed.

5. If you could have one dream come true, what would it be?
Writing a good and complete book.

6. Do you believe in true love?
My parents are proof enough.

7. What is Newton's Second Law?
The rate of change of momentum of a moving body is proportional to and in the same direction as the net force acting on it.

8. If you were to win $1 million, what would you do?
Put it to good use.

9. If you meet someone you love, would you confess to him/her?
Highly doubtful.

10. List out 3 good points of the person that tagged you.
Devoted (to God), bubbly and amicable.

11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
Loves God and places Him above everything else.

12. Which type of person do you hate the most?
Anyone that reminds me of my brother. Just kidding. (It pains me to say this but he's a nice kid.)

13. What is your ambition?
A flying writer. Or a pilot-slash-author. Or an author on a plane.

14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
I would only want people to point them out to me if said people are my mother and my mother only.

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
God and my salvation.

16. Are you a shopaholic?
Nope. (At least not yet.)

17. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?
My insensitivity.

18. What would you do if have an off day?
Cannonball into a pool.

19. What's the last shocking thing you have seen/heard?
This. Incredible.

20. What was the last funniest thing you heard/saw/did?
"Bookworms are socially deficient." and this.

I tag:-
(The 8 just happens to be typed in white.)


Great Times

As planned, five friends came over today to proceed with the handmade T-shirts. We had completed Stage 1 of Painting and moved on to Stage 2 of Needlework. All of us were completely clueless when it came to stitching and we even had a textbook at hand for reference but it was of no use. My mother then taught a friend how to sew the buttons. The friend then imparted the elusive knowledge to another friend and so we had 2 out of the 6 of us who sewed the buttons. Then we had to iron the specific patches onto the T-shirts. Thankfully, 1 out of the 6 of us knew how to use the iron on the patches. They are 80% done now.

Something completely bizarre happened to a friend in the midst of all the stitching madness (not really). Hitz.fm, a local radio station, called L to deliver the good news that she had just won 4 tickets to The Click Ninety-three concert in Genting. The odd thing was that L didn't even enter the contest to even win it in the first place. What a fluke. We quickly switched on the radio after the call and heard the whole conversation on air a few seconds later. Hearing your friend on the radio with the company of other good friends celebrating the fact that 4 very expensive tickets had just been inexplicably won was the coolest thing ever. All of us just sat in silence, staring at one another after the whole thing went down.

They stayed over a little longer even after completing the T-shirts to kill time together. I enjoyed myself very much and I think they did, too. What can I say? Today was ultimately a great day.


Good Times

Today was a semi-productive day, in the words of my cousin sister. We (cousin sisters and I) spent three-thirds of the day at the mall today right after church. We had planned to catch a movie but the seats to the show we wanted to watch in the two cinemas at the mall were completely booked. We resorted to loitering around the mall.

It was delightful to spend time with the both of them after the mid-term examination. We ambled from a bookshop to an art store to a food stall. We did ordinary things but I'd say it was time spent well. I will be rendezvousing with them tomorrow again during dinner. Sweet.

The friends who came over the day before yesterday will be coming over tomorrow to resume the Art of T-shirt Making Class. One of them will be arriving an hour earlier than the stipulated time while the other four will probably arrive later and/or an hour and a half later than the stipulated time. I have tardy friends. I am going to have to wake up in the wee hours of the morning -almost like a school day- but I will gladly, and groggily, do so.


Holiday Spirit

I am liking the fact that the school holidays have begun. I have ample amount of homework, reading, revising and watching to do. I hope I can get it all done and start afresh when school reopens because I have been lagging since, well, since the beginning of high school. The end of the mid-term examination only served to remind me how the SPM examination is inching closer everyday. The exam anxiety is almost brewing inside of me (albeit the mid-term examination has just ended). Almost.

I had a good talk with my mother during lunch today regarding a lot of important things. I haven't had that in a while. It was very comforting and reassuring.


Artist Wannabe(s)

Art class.

Four friends came over today to work on the T-shirts we had planned to do. One couldn't make it but we are going to continue where we left off next Monday. I am looking forward to it as that would probably be my only highlight in the two-week semester break which commences tomorrow.

Today, unlike yesterday, was much better on so many levels. I know most of it had to do with the combined fact that I had really good company and I was doing something very worthwhile and distracting.

We wasted a lot of time in the beginning; searching for supplies and trying on T-shirts. Then we had the Artist draw the outline of our initials/names while the rest of us watched a little TV. We were helpless in anything art-related.

Then we got to the perilous part where we had to paint the words on our own T-shirts. This, we had to do on our own. I don't know about the rest but I was extremely terrified of even holding the brush. I hadn't held one in two years. I would have blotted everyone's T-shirts without even realising it. I eventually mustered up the guts to paint my own T-shirt. It wasn't half-bad. It was maybe only a quarter-bad. Awesome.


No Title

It was very hard and painful to get through the day today. It still is. I am completely crushed, dejected and devoid of feeling. It is going to take me a huge amount of effort to smile in the next few days. I am accepting the fact but it might take me a while to get over what has happened, contradicting as it may sound. But I can seek comfort in the knowledge that God knows what He is doing.

Please don't ask me what I am posting about. I may seem completely mad and/or melodramatic but that's the best I can do right now. I apologise.


Skeletons Not in the Closet

There was a tiny creature on the floor in front of my room today. It was a leech-like insect with a long and sharp head/tail. I don't particularly have a yellow streak when it comes to insects. But I am a huge chicken when it comes to hydrostatic skeletons; i.e. caterpillar, leech, etc. I don't consider them insects as they are creatures of the great abyss. And I have a strong aversion to the way hydrostatic skeletons locomote with their bodily fluids. It is a disturbing sight.

I saw it moving its shrill body as I walked past it today. I didn't scream as screaming is not one of my reflexes. I did, however, conjure up thoughts as to how I could exterminate it in the cleanest and most environmentally-friendly way even though my mind was shouting for me to blow it up. I didn't do that, of course, as there aren't any explosives in the house. Plus, it would be messy. In the end, I placed a plastic container above it to keep it from moving about and waited for it to run out of air. I waited a really long time. I became paranoid and had to glance at it every 60 seconds whilst revising. It was agonising.

Thankfully, my mother picked it up and dumped it in the thrash when she came home. My saviour. I am still paranoid. It may come out again at night. And they are evil.


Birth Day

Today is the birthday of The Friend Who Never Fails To Annoy Me. Alright, just kidding. I annoy her at times, too. Sitting beside her in class everyday is enough to drive me up the wall but thankfully, she's good company when she's sane.

I think it's time I said something nice about her so here goes: She's tall (no kidding). She's pretty (see inset). She's funny (understatement). She's amicable (too many friends to count). She's a lot of other things as well and I'm definitely grateful to have a reliable friend like her. If I were to list out all the great things about her, I'd run out of words. Moreover, she is probably the only person I can have healthy arguments with about books.

Mighty obsessed with celebrities I mighty dislike, she's entertaining to have a row with; in a good way. Distraction is her greatest vice, in my opinion. She gets distracted as fast as I scurry to the YA aisle when I'm at a bookstore. An insect buzz -distracted. A doodle on the table -distracted. The Click Forty-seven talk -distracted. Nonetheless, she has humongous talent in the department I'll never venture to -art.

The outcome of a dare.

I wish her all the best in pursuing her dream of becoming a renowned designer. I trust that she'll do well as her designs are extraordinary. I'm not saying that as a friend or as someone who hasn't a single artistic bone in her body, but really, even school teachers gush after feasting their eyes on her pseudo-portfolio. The only thing I ask of her is for her to return to church. I pray that God will open up her heart once again to lead her back to His Holy Temple.

Selamat Hari Jadi ke-17, Lydia!


Bleak Day

It was a mundane day today after yesterday. I woke up in the afternoon and did a little revision. And some more revision. And some more revision. I am going to resume my revision now.


Busy Day

Today, I did a lot of things I shouldn't be doing during an examination period. So did two other friends who joined my delinquency. After church today, we went to the mall to purchase the items needed for the T-shirts a couple of friends and I are planning on doing, presents for teachers in conjunction with Teacher's Day and a lot of other stuff. We've never shopped that long before and our legs were aching after a couple of hours of walking from one end of an interlinked mall to two other ends of two other interlinked malls. It was a gruesome and daunting task trying to pick out the perfect gifts for the cherished teachers we have in school. But we pulled it off. I hope.

In the evening, we headed over to another mall located closer to our homes and watched a late-night movie. I got back around 11PM. None of us have curfews. But I think what we did today was a little too much. Still, I'd say today was a pretty spectacular day.


Soundless Sleep

I took a Disney Character Quiz online today due to the extensive amount of free time I had. The results were a tad too outlandish. The Disney characters turned out to be: Peter Pan, Donald Duck and Sleeping Beauty. It is comforting to know that the three of them make up me. What an honour.

I was unable to blog yesterday as I had attended my aunt's 50th birthday dinner. I returned home way past midnight and couldn't open my eyes long enough to post here. I slept through the night soundlessly. It was perhaps the best sleep I have ever had in a while.


Bitter and Sweet

Today, I had the sweet opportunity of finishing the book I had paused reading a few weeks back before the mid-term examination began. It has been quite a while since I had last sat down to pore over a book. Three weeks, to be precise. So reading something other than pointless facts was really relaxing.

In other news, I was drowning in my own sweat trying to figure out how to use the school's pay phone today when a friend was in dire need of getting home due to excruciating stomach pangs. I had used it before a couple of years ago but I somehow couldn't get it to work today. I panicked because the friend was in a really bad condition and was probably itching to strangle me but didn't have the strength to do so at the time. I darted back to my class and sought another friend's help. As it turned out, the phone was out of order. This landed us in a bit of a predicament because we were unable to call the friend's parent.

Then thankfully, my Additional Mathematics teacher passed by and graciously lent me her handphone and I finally managed to contact the mother of the friend of a very unreliable friend (me).


A Word of Thanks

I was surprised to see the tags done by the bloggers I had tagged in the previous post yesterday. I myself had procrastinated said tag for a week. So I was honestly expecting three Nos or Waits and a smack in the face from my cousin. Since that didn't happen (although I'm not sure about the smack yet), I just want to say thank you. Appreciate it.

I still owe my prayer partner a tag. It is exceptionally long. I am going to get right to it. Soon. Possibly.

This is my 200th post. Awesome.


Blog Interrogation

The rules are:
1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags 4 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

1. What was I doing 10 years ago (year 1998)?
- Watching Rugrats
- Making friends I didn't know could last until 10 years later
- Engaging in fistfights with my brother
- Eating unhealthy food
- Conversing with soft toys

2. 5 things on my to-do list today.
- Revise
- Bathe
- Eat
- Read
- Create a more interesting to-do list

3. 5 snacks I enjoy.
5 is too limited. I choose to not list them at all.

4. 5 things I would do if I were a billionaire.
- Realise that the 'if' is a really big IF
- Buy an airport
- Sleep on the huge stash
- Invest until it expands to a googilian
- Play Monopoly

5. 5 of my bad habits.
- Sarcastic
- Speed talk
- Finical
- Impassive
- Diffident

6. 5 places I have lived.
- Malaysia
- Malaysia
- Malaysia
- Malaysia
- Australia

7. 5 jobs I've had
- Student (full-time and no salary)
- Confidant (half-time)
- Prefect (quarter-time)
- Head of Discipline (one-seventh time)
- Prayer Coordinator (great job)

8. The 4 fortunate people who I spread this contagion to are the owners of:
- and flushot
- entangled
- for a moment
- Reflections
(It is optional. You can say no. Except entangled. OK, just kidding. You can say no if you want to either.)



Today I had to learn how to accurately draw a ripple tank for the Physics experiments. After writing off Art the minute I was able to a year ago, drawing a complicated diagram was no mean feat for me.

The first few diagrams resembled dilapidated washing machines. Then, by some miracle, my artistic skills improved and the picture upgraded to look like a better-looking washing machine.

Finally, though, I managed to get the picture right. All the parts were intact with the tank and it looked somewhat like a ripple tank. At least, I hope so.


My Mother

Letter to my mother:
That someone in my life,
Who changes me for the better;
That someone who thrives and strives,
That someone called ‘my mother’.

That someone with love and care,
Who takes away the jitters;
That someone with lots to share,
That someone called ‘my mother’.

That someone who sacrifices,
Who stays by my side forever;
That someone who advices,
That someone called ‘my mother’.

That someone to seek refuge in,
To depend on whenever;
That someone who loves from within,
That someone called ‘my mother’.

There are 6500000000 people in this world. I think that for a million reasons, God placed you in my life and me in yours. You are an angel of a mother and I thank the LORD for having you in my life. I see the grace and wisdom in your heart and the greatness of you is beyond words. And I know that you’ll cherish every word I’ve written here simply because you’re my mother.


Your daughter, Justine YJJ.
If the whole world were put into one scale, and my mother in the other, the whole world would kick the beam. -Lord Langdale

P/S: Don't tell me how terrible my poetic skills are just yet.


I Joke with My Little Eye

I spent the better half of the day watching videos online about an undisclosed matter. The computer speakers were faulty and could only function with a pair of earphones. The wire of the pair of earphones was a little too short and I had to crane my neck the whole several hours whilst watching the videos. It is slightly cramped right now. Although my situation wasn't as bad as my brother's.

His eyes were badly swollen three-thirds of the day. Then my mother made him down two red pills. His eyes became nothing but tiny slits after that. "See this small crack in my right eye here?" he asked as I squinted at the tiny sliver of line, "I can only view through this." He couldn't even see where he was going half the time, refused to take a nap and was even able to crack jokes about his temporary loss of sight. Moreover, he kept making funny faces in the mirror to amuse himself. I'd say I was surprised by his demeanour. But I wasn't. Not at all.


Fried Brain

Today, the Science Stream students who were taking the Accounts paper for the mid-term examination were required to stay back at school to sit for the paper. I was one of those students. When the paper ended, a few friends and I had lunch at a nearby restaurant. I had a BM class after that. I got home, had a long, cold shower and took a nap for about twenty minutes before my ride for the BM class arrived. It ended at 7PM. My brain was completely fried by then. Traffic on the way home was at a standstill and I only got home at 8PM.

I've never used my brain cells for 9 hours before. Except that one time during my first year of high school. And the other time last month. I am spent. I plan to wake up in the evening tomorrow.



Today was an utterly banal and uneventful day. Normal events took place. I felt normal. The day passed by as normal as possible. It was so normal it became a teeny bit disturbing -like a weird kind of normalcy. I still can't solve the Cube. The exams are still ongoing. I am still moping, whining and grinning into space occasionally. The signs point to delusion.



My friends and I received extremely bad news today. Regarding this post last month, it's probably safe to assume that the whole thing is now off. All the rooms in all the hotels at Genting are already fully booked for the date we were set to stay in June. Besides that day being a public holiday, there will also be a Click Twenty-three concert -which is the main reason two friends are going- on that day. Man, what a huge downer.

I am in dire need of a good storybook right now as I haven't been reading in a while. And I've decided not to like History textbook authors.


Attempt Number 524

Today, I had to clean up the table -and the area surrounding it- in the dining room of the house because two friends were coming over to revise. The place was a complete wreck what with a multitude of my books and papers strewn everywhere. It wasn't conducive for studying. Fortunately, I didn't have to tidy my room because a) it's as messy as my mother's handbag and b) it would take a lifetime to clean it up. Post-examination, I might clean it up with reference to a guide -which just proves how bad of a cleaner I am. But really, I can't see the point in it. Not yet, anyway.


Humdrum Post

First day of the mid-term examination. 2 papers down. 20 more to go. I don't think I can handle it because 3 weeks is just too long. But somewhere deep down in the bottomless pit of my conscience, I know I can. This is saddening.

The next piece of news is going to be really monotonous: I solved the orange and white side of the Cube last night. Separately. Thus, it is still not solved wholly and never will be. I'm thinking about solving the green and red side of the Cube and considering it done. At least then I'll be able to stop having brutal thoughts on how to solve the Cube.


Weeks of Doom and The Colour Blue

The mid-term examination commences tomorrow. 10 subjects. 22 papers. 3 weeks. 0 pressure.

I'm happy to report that I have solved the blue side of the Cube today. But the yellow side is now muddled up. Sadly, so is the blue. I messed it up right after I got it right. It was intentional. Please excuse me while I find some comfort -from my stupidity- in banging my head on the wall now.


The Number 23 and The Colour Yellow

Today was my parents' 23rd wedding anniversary. Although they bicker and quibble over trivial matters and serious matters alike, they never fail to bury the hatchet at the end of the day. Or the next day. 23 years of matrimony and still going strong. Praise the Lord for His guidance over them.

I'd say more about it but I'm already feeling extremely queasy typing the paragraph above.

In other news, I have finally managed to solve one side of the Rubik's Cube -the yellow side. Although it took me about 5 minutes to solve one measly side and will take me the rest of my existence to solve the whole Cube (or possibly never at all), I can sleep peacefully tonight.


Sleepy Stupor

Today seemed like a very draggy day. I dragged myself out of bed, to school, to BM class after that, back home and the day's not over yet. Not that I'm complaining because if there's one thing I need, it's time -moving at a snail's pace. And maybe sleep as well. Today was just like any other Friday. I just found it excruciatingly hard to keep my eyes open all day. I shut my eyes for a few minutes during the two orations about Pharmacy and Sonography at school today. I rested my eyes for a few seconds during BM class today. I dozed off on the ride home from BM class. I think I'm going to get some sleep now; at least, for more than 6 hours this time around.


Childish Behaviour

Today, I rendezvoused with my cousins. It has been quite a while since we've last talked to each other without the use of any form of technology. We went to the bookstore and came out with greeting cards, not books, as many occasions are in the offing. Due to extreme ennui after circling the mall, we decided to visit Toys "R" Us. Man, I can't even remember the last time I stepped in there with my brother. It was gratifying to be able to fool around, play with the toys and leave adolescence for a while.

We then proceeded to have dinner by ourselves without any parental supervision. We ordered any food we liked, talked about anything we wanted and laughed about anything we talked about. Basically, we became little kids today. That, plus the fact that I had my cousins to spend the day with, was probably why I had a fantastic time.