It's fasting month.

I have no clue if this is something everyone does but I have this thing I do whereby when I'm drinking water in class during fasting month, I turn the other way from the fasting Muslims so they can't see me drink. It's like, if I were to take a sip of water in front of them, I would be offending them or tempting them. But right after I've finished drinking, I'd hold the bottle in my hand and face them again.

It's as though I feel it'd be bad only if they actually see me drink.

Now that I think about it, it is rather redundant lor. I mean, it's not like them watching me drink or eat is some super insult to those who are fasting. But I can't help it. I suppose it's guilt maybe, cause they're fasting and not able to eat or drink while I'm sitting/standing there drinking leisurely.

I can't be the only one who does this, right?! The whole seeming like I'm insulting those fasting by eating in front of them.

Okay, wow. Typing this out is just proving how silly I am.

It's not like I secretly pet wet dogs in front of them although I know they can't touch 'em. I wanna pet, then I do it.

It's not like I pretend to be eating anything else when I'm having pork although I know they can't eat pork.

Hm.

Question.

When you fast, does it bug you when those who aren't fasting eat or drink in front of you?

And those who don't fast, do you 'hide' when you eat in front of your fasting friends? Or is it just me? *shifty eyes*

Anyway, Class Test 4 is almost over! I'm almost freeeeeee for a full glorious week of no school. I'm contemplating going back to Singapore to visit my friends there but I'm not too sure of that yet.

So far, we've completed our History, Chemistry (eek!), Biology, Physics, English, BM, and Add Math papers. Chemistry was horrible enough but Add Math was killer. After the paper, I felt so severely depressed.

I couldn't finish the paper on time. I left some parts blank and I made a stupid stupid careless mistake which cost me 3.333 marks!

-3+c=9

I said c was -3.

Please shoot me. Kill me. Chop me up into little pieces & marinate me. At least that way I won't have to do math anymore. And I'll taste good. :D

Aiyaiyai! I really wish I had some innate Add Math ability yet to be discovered and one day (hopefully soon!), I'll wake up with complete Mr.Hew-esque mathematical knowledge. But till that day arrives (if it ever does), I shall have to sit here & do sheets and sheets of practice papers and still end up with the same horrifying Add Math results.

Tomorrow, Moral & Math await. Hopefully, those two papers go well. Please pray for me?

With that parting wish, here's a picture of us Dickies..  

My Ending to The Landlady

It's been a while since I've posted anything I've written up here.

And so, in conjunction with the eve of our National Day (there is no relevance, I know), here's my ending for The Landlady by Roald Dahl.

I really suggest you read the original story before reading the continuation. :)

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Billy wondered at that. How odd. There he was in a most wonderful place and yet, no one else had lived there?

"Why is that?" Billy asked. "Why is it that there have been no other guests?"

The old lady took a while to answer. She sipped at her tea slowly. She took so long to respond that Billy thought she must have not heard his question. He repeated it a little louder this time.

"Oh, no. I heard you, dear" said the old woman, smiling at him. "I was trying to think of an answer."

"Oh," said Billy, feeling rather embarrassed and awkward. He took another glance at the stuffed dog. How very fascinating, he thought again. It must have taken her a while to preserve it to such perfection. As he was contemplating getting up to stroke it, the old lady cleared her voice.

"Well," the lady said simply. "No one else have been good-looking enough."

Although he couldn't ignore the swell of pride that filled him, he felt very puzzled at her answer.

"Why would they have to be good-looking?" he asked, his confusion apparent in his voice.

"I was thinking and thinking and thinking, you see," said the lady, a small smile on her face. "And I finally realized that it would be alright to reveal my little secret." She paused. "Mr. Mulholland and Mr... Mr.."

"Temple," supplied Billy helpfully, stifling a yawn.

"Ah yes, Mr. Temple. They both were ever so curious, wondering the same thing. But, I never felt that I could share the secret with them. I was so worried that they'd react unpleasantly. You won't be unpleasant to me, would you?"

"No, no, of course not," said the young boy hastily, eager to discover the old woman's secret.

With that, the old woman smiled. "Come, I'll show you," she said, offering her hand out to Billy.

He took it and without a word, she lead him up the stairs. Higher and higher until they arrived at the fourth floor. By then, Billy felt exceedingly drowsy. It must be the long trip here, he thought.

At the top of the flight of stairs was a door. Very excitedly, the old woman told Billy to cover his eyes. "Oh, you sure are in for a treat! No one else has ever seen this place."

With his eyes clamped tight, the old lady guided him through the doorway into a room which smelt heavily of leather.

Billy then opened his eyes. And screamed.

Facing him was a handsome man with slightly yellowed teeth, his expression frozen in a permanent smile, just as it had been for over three years.

But before he could react, Billy found his vision fading as he slowly but surely slumped to the ground. As he took in his last breath, he was sure he could hear the old lady humming a jolly little tune to herself.

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Selamat Hari Merdeka, everyone!!! :)

I would be studying..

If I could find my table..

An attempt to organize my books by subjects has led to the loss of my very trusty desk.

I'm sure it's somewhere in there..

Till I find it, I shall spend my time looking at pictures taken at ASEAN Dance & marveling at how beautiful & handsome all of my dear friends look.

And with the discovery of a very handy blogging application on my phone, I'll need more willpower than I have at my disposal to study.

Which begs the question.

Frequent short posts?

Or sporadic SPM essays?

Ahh, such is the mysteries of life.

And now, I shall return to the task at hand.

Yoohoo, tableeee! Where are you?

A letter for you.

Dear Tiffany,

I heard that you're very busy.

That you won't be talking to me for about a week.. 

Although I'm a little upset that you're not willing to find the time to fill me up with strange texts and pictures, I understand. 

For I am very understanding. 

It seems like it was just yesterday that you started speaking to me, pouring words and strange colored font over my body. Back then, you used to be so free.. 

You spoke to me daily.. 

Sometimes even more than once! 

Alas, such happiness didn't last for long. 

You're almost sixteen. You're plagued with tests and assignments week after week. You have to battle with horrifying Physics (which I know you have trouble understanding) & baffling Biology. (which I know you have problems remembering)

I understand you so well. 

I just wish that sometimes, you'll spare a few moments for me.. 

Just a few minutes.. 

But, you'd rather play host to Japanese students. You'd rather occupy yourself with reading boring ol' storybooks. You'd rather fill your days with dancing & acting in preparation for that silly P&A you always talk about. 

I am no longer your priority. 

And for that, I am sad. 

But I understand. I always understand. 

After all, I'm just a blank canvas & your listening ear. Who am I to tell you to get your priorities straight? 

From, 
tiffanykml.com 

Random pictures of recent events and things that have happened either last week or last last week.

I have mastered the art of comprehensive & informative titles.

#1 I got bangs again! Cut ‘em myself. Aha, I regretted it after half the world asked why my hair was senget. But do not fret for I just went & got my hair cut by someone who actually knew how to do it right.

#2 Jocelyn & I

#3 Zheng Xi & I

Jo & Zhengs came over and we spent the time lazing and chatting in my room. I was forcing Zhengs to take pictures with my stuffed animals & dolls because his clothes made him look like a father.

And fathers look cute with stuffed animals.

#4 Thank you dinner for Matthew Pang.

Us debaters went to Bubba Gump for dinner where the food was disgustingly overpriced. I don’t think there was a single silent moment throughout the whole dinner. We were all talking over one another, shouting at each other, laughing rowdily and all around having a good time. Matt’s going back to US again & I’ll miss him so much when he goes.

*sniffles*

You’re the best coach ever!! SO KIND & NICE & SMART. Thanks for everything, Matt! We’ll see you soooooon!

#5 4 Dickens girls at the Tugu Negara.

I’m probably going to sound really ignorant but I had no idea that the National Monument was so huge. I always thought that it was lifesize & when we got there and saw the gigantic larger than life monument, needless to say I was pretty much flabbergasted.

Flabbergasted.

Aha, nice word.

Flabbergasted.

Ahem.

Well, there apparently was some controversy over the monument when it was initially set up because the figures looked too Caucasian. The architect for the monument also designed the Iwo Jima Memorial in Washington so that’s probably why they don’t look very Malaysian.

#6

Efforts were taken to try to change their faces to more Asian ones but I don’t think it worked very well.

 
#7

After weeks and weeks of using my mom’s old iPhone cover, I got a new one! Vomit green Chien Teng called it. It’s very bright and very nice and I like it very much. 

 
#8

Believe it or not, those are actually doughnuts! They are either cream or  chocolate filled and they look just like sushi!

#9 Ebiko!

#10 Fish roe! Ahaha, I love eating pretty food.

#11 We went to the National Mosque and had to wear those huge purple robes to cover ourselves with.

We were walking fast so we could feel the cloaks billowing behind us. They were so long that I almost tripped. Repeatedly.

But I didn’t.

And for that, I am proud.

Teeheeeheee.

Have a good week, everyone!