Being in NS is one of the things I wasn’t looking forward to. We are constantly being punished for the slightest mistakes. For an instance, we were punished because we were making a lot of noise.

Ever since that incident, we would often hear “sshh” or someone shouting “lower your volume!”

It makes me wonder which way is a more effective way to bring silence on us. One would say “sshh” would be rather effective considering that it is an universal sound to be quiet compared to shouting and adding more noise.

In my opinion, I prefer the ‘sshh’. I think that shouting is just annoying and makes the situation more chaotic. Just imagine if everyone pitch in and ‘sshh’ together? A harmonious sound. We can probably create a choir out of it. That would be a world’s first.

But I guess there are other various factors to consider. Such as, context, whether you are with friends or strangers, whether you have an authoritative figure associated with and many more I guess.

If you are Dumbledore, I reckon shouting would be the most effective way.

A quick look at a survey done and most people can’t leave their home without their phones. It’s very true. I bring my phone along where ever I go. Partly because I’m mentally insane and I always feel very insecure stepping outside. It’s like what if someone decides to kidnap you and torture you?! How are you gonna call for help?!

As if anyone wanna kidnap me. I bet they’ll have a hard time.

In any case, some people can’t leave without their phones because it’s linked to their work stuff.
Below is all the reasons why I need my iPhone with me and why it’s the greatest phone ever! Well, other than the basic functions of calling, text, phonebook, I use my iPhone for…

PDA! I depend heavily on iPhone for school. I literally add everything that needed to be done onto my iPhone. I’m a scattered brain person. I forget things. I can check my timetable too!

My savior. Checking of bus timing. Heavenly.

TWITTER. I love twitter. I spam twitter. What is life without TWITTER?

Youtube. If you really need to know, I watch youtube more than television. My mum offered to buy a TV in my room and I said, “Can I get the money for the TV instead?” I’m not kidding.

Alarm! 1 2 3 Not only you and me! Got 180 degrees! Okay, That was the lyrics to Britney Spears’s new single, 3! No, I’m not saying that’s my alarm clock tone!

Remote Control! I can control iTunes on my iMac with this!

Email! It’s really nice integrating school email onto your phone!

Dictionary! LOL I’m kidding about the word I was searching.

The internet! It’s heavenly. I can check last minute announcement on our school’s website! Moreover, there’s TAB browsing, you know when you’re in firefox, you can open several pages at one time. Now, how many phones can actually do tab browsing?

The next app is probably one of my favorites. It’s called Shazam.

Let’s say you were listening to this music on the radio and you really like it but you have no idea who is the artiste or what’s the name of the song! Fret not, this is where Shazam comes in.

Basically you launch the app and let your iphone ‘listen’ to the song,

It will then analyze the song.

Well what do you know! It was Fuck You by Lily Allen!

Fmylife.com What is life without reading people’s misery on FML?

A voodoo doll application. I can torture everyone now. It’s has always been a dream of mine.

What fun will it be if I can’t burn them?

Other then that, I use my iPhone to check the news, the weather, a remote control for presentation, checking of movie times and to setup a ‘Fake Call’ to get away from those awkward social situations.

What are you waiting for now?

Go get an iPhone!

Have you guys watched Harper’s Island on Channel 5?

Anyways, it’s more or less about people on an island and they get killed one by one by an unknown killer.

Basically, my dream or should i say, nightmare is something like that.

No kidding.

Apparently i went to the island with a group of friends for a vacation and there was other tourists there too but generally it wasn’t a crowded place. It’s like suddenly people were dying and the population on that island started to decrease slowly.

I could hear a friend of mine shouting run for your life there’s a massacre going on. Blood splattered everywhere. Surely enough, she just drop dead in front of me. In an desperate attempt, i ran around checking people’s pulse in hopes that i find someone alive and we could get help.

I was running around in this hotel lobby and apparently it was dead silence and everyone is dead. To my horror, i was the last one to stay alive. Yes I’m alive. Everyone is dead. Everyone on the island is dead. It’s me and the killer now. I could see the security guard dead on his little checking of baggage area. There’s no one to help me. I’m alone. I’m alone on this island. There is no one for me to contact to ask for help. There’s no point making long distance calls since it will take quite some time for help to arrive.

I ran to my room. On the way running to my room, i met this old man who was on the ground with crutches and his name was Professor Ohto. He was still breathing but badly hurt. Momentarily i felt a ray of hope shining on me but it vanished when he told me to leave him alone. Out of a sudden, there was a tunnel or like a cave to escape. I was pleading him to escape with me and find a safe haven! But he refuse.

I could hear someone going up the stairs. I quickly run into my room and locked the door. While i was in my room, i swing open the door of the wardrobe and started scribbling a message inside using my makeup in an desperate attempt hoping someone will find this message and make the killer suffer.

“His name is Okto Kasher, he is from USA.

Mum, Dad I’m really sorry.”

And i stood there thinking about my death while ‘he’ started breaking the door open.

And i woke up. I refused to go back to sleep. It was really nightmarish. I didn’t know why i didn’t enter into the cave. I know that the cave was dark, dirty, moist and I’m a little bit scared of being in the dark.

“Urrmm that chocolate cake literally melts in my mouth.”

“Urmmmmm it’s so good i can’t remember when i let my tongue taste this.”

I wonder, whose chocolate birthday cake is that in the fridge?

Who cares! As long as i can sank my teeth on it.

Well, I’m not that evil. I did ponder around thinking, why did someone buy a cake and there’s no celebration going on in the house. So i thought, it’s my brother’s girlfriend’s birthday? Why did he bring back the cake? Well, I’ll just… taste a little more of that heaven..

Then i’ll say,

NOT ME. I DIDN’T EAT THE CAKE.

If the need arises of course. Evidently, i didn’t eat all of it. There’s still plenty right now as I’m typing.

After a day or two passed by, it still doesn’t make sense to me. Why did he brought back the cake?

Then it hit me like a kid hit your fucking head with a baseball bat.

IT WAS MY BROTHER’S DAY 2 DAYS AGO.

And i chuckled. I couldn’t care less to be honest whilst still pinching a little bit of heaven into my mouth.

I can’t resist the awesomeness that engulfed me.

Way better than sex to be honest.

KIDDING.

Stupid. Can you be less serious?

Well, i still didn’t wish him a happy birthday or happy belated birthday because I’m not close to him. You might think that it’s weird and awkward when you don’t talk to someone who is living under the same roof as you. Not exactly if you don’t see them everyday.

Birthday or no birthday. No big deal in this family. I didn’t get a cake for my birthday and i don’t really care. No one got me a present as well other than my parents which is my Macbook and my brother didn’t get anything as well. It hit me like aeons ago that nobody can afford what i want.

AHAHAHA I AM SUCH A SNOB.

Okay. Ignored that.

I want stuff like, my own apartment, a car and etcetera. Technically, no one can afford it. To me the most important thing is the thought. Like the cliche, annoying, goosebumps giving saying, the thought that counts. And nothing else matter. That explains why i get a little upset then i expect a wish, when they didn’t, from some people i know=x on my birthday.

Fine, i don’t talk to anyone in this family except for my mother. Yes, i know. Shut up.

As me, the ohh-so-great-wonderful one has always said,

“Education is of upmost importance.”

Yea right.

Honestly, I’m little flabbergasted and annoyed so I’m pissed at every teeny weeny thing that irritates me.

TERM BREAK MY ASS.

YEA YOU HEAR ME. MY ASS.

Why not change it to You-have-to-complete-5-assignments week.

Insane indeed insane.

and CMSK draft was due yesterday i don’t feel the slightest urgency at all.

I’m still mentally tired. Not only from the term test but also i have my own little battle in my head.

2 major conflict in my head going on everyday. It’s probable that i might just snap one day and end up in IMH. It’s not as if it’s uncommon to see me in secluded area and break down suddenly.

That’s why i prefer to keep myself busy and pretend i don’t have to face it

Shut up you fuckface. Don’t judge me. You don’t know me. I remember telling myself that I’d change but no it’s been nearly a year? And it’s still the same.

Slap me when you get the chance.

And i should stop using profanity words. It’s not really nice. I don’t think it suits me as well. It’s so hooligan like and i hate it if someone ever ever ever associate me with being a hooligan and it’s plausible upon seeing the color of my hair.

Yea i know. Laugh your ass now bitches.

Me and the word hooligan doesn’t go along well in a sentence.

Did you know that;

• people who occupy themselves by keeping others company or helping others are the ones that actually need your company and help?

• those who dress in black, are those who want to be unnoticed and need your help and understanding?

• when you help someone, the help is returned in two folds?

• those who need more of you are those that did not mention it to you?

• it’s easier to say what you feel in writing than saying it to someone in the face? But did you know that it has more value when you say it in the face?

• what is most difficult for you to say or do is much more valuable than anything that is valuable that you can buy with money?