I’m an Alien. From planet Earth.

All right. It has been a nerve-wrecking, tiring, neck cricking day for me today. Why? Because I went for the Malaysian Road Laws Exam (Ujian Undang-Undang Jalanraya Malaysia). It’s not the exam that gave me the shivers – though I was shivering – but the air-condition.

After a week off my feed I discovered I lost a whole kilo. Thus, the lost of heat insulators called fat. Damned chicken pox. So, as I was shivering in my seat (no. 1050, now serving 1000. Bloody hell, 50 people ahead of me), I read some news. A Puteri UMNO member was hit by a full mineral water bottle and stoned. More Micheal Jackson news. PAS won the Manik Urai election…bla bla bla. Let’s get to the interesting part CARTOONS.

Oh yeah…something clicked when I read the news. What? Was the Puteri UMNO girl married and accused of fornication with a full set of 4 eyewitness? If not…stupid people… If you want to win an election do it fair and square. If not…I don’t know. What goes around comes around. Really. As Wiccans might say, ‘the threefold law’.

So back to me. When it was my turn, at around 1.15pm (after waiting from 10am) I came up to the  clerk desk to verify my thumbprint. What happened? I COULD NOT verify my thumbprint. What the…

After poking the fingerprint machine several times and doing it several ways possible (drying off, washing my hands, warming it up), the clerk gave up and asked me to go the my driving school so that I can bypass the system, without using any fingerprint whatsoever. My instructor said I had 6 thumbs. How alien-ish can you get?

Haha. I’m an alien with no fingerprint. Sort of.

I passed the test in one go. 46/50. Yay for me (pass mark 42).

Haha. Cheers.

Why the Wolf…

Someone asked me “What’s with the wolf?” (note: the header of this blog). I might be flippant and just answer “To promote the ‘New Moon’ movie this November.” but I am known to be long-winded and explanatory.

The wolf is my favourite wild animal. So sue me. Next in line will be the falcon. Not a hawk, not an eagle, a falcon. Not too small not too big yet still a beautiful bird of prey.

And then, there’s the python. Sure, yeah, I get nervous around these wild animals. Only an idiot would not be nervous of such majesty and power. Unless of course they know that they are stronger than these creatures.

All right, some of you would be going around wondering “Why does she like predatory animals. Why not a monkey or elephant or a horse?” Simple. I just do.

Haha…So there. What’s with the wolf? Because it’s my favourite animal…

Fin.

Having Fun

What do I mean by Having Fun? Well, let’s see. Gathering together and spending the whole day with each other’s company is fun. Not to mention crashing someone’s gates is fun too.

So that is what happened last Friday, 10th of July. Since the IB kids have gotten their results on Monday – alhamdullillah, the Johor kids were all above 35 scorers – we decided to crash into Shazmin’s home because he will be the first to fly away from Malaysia on the first week of August *insert evil laugh here*. Which also means he won’t be celebrating Eid Ul Fitr in Malaysia this year. Sorry man.

So, I set out from my home at 9.30 to Larkin, by bus. I arrived at around 10.10 in the morning and waited for the rest of the gang to come. There was me, Diyana, Ena, Sharina and Aqilah. All of us came from various parts of Johor. Well, not so various. Just JB, Muar and Pontian. We all waited in Larkin for Farid to pick us up and travel to Ulu Tiram which was where Mr. Shazmin lives.

At around 11.50am, we arrived…or was it after 12? Go figure. Well, we came and immediately became attracted to Shazmin’s vast array of ‘wildlife’ and plantlife. Really. Chickens, ducks, geese, cats (one of which was in danger of being stolen away), hamsters and parakeets. Plus since it was the fruit season and Shazmin’s home had several different fruit trees to choose from…we attacked those that we don’t usually pick off the tree.

The girls…all the girls went off on an excursion to find yummy fruits off fruit trees. The grounds of Shazmin’s home was BIG. Really. There were mangosteen , langsat, pulasan, rambutan, durian (which fortunately was suspiciously devoid of fruits) and was there mangoes? I don’t quite remember. So, after picking off some fruits off the various trees..we head back to homebase for lunch…which was the mainevent for the day. Haha. It was lontong with all its trimmings and really, I ate with a heaped plate…Don’t mess with a hungry, high metabolism kid.

After Friday prayers, Shazmin promised to bring us all to play bowling…which was also greeted with horror by the girls half. What the heck? Play bowling with…Chang, Shazmin and Farid? These guys were good good at bowling. You’re kidding right?

No apparently, after polishing off some cake (Secret Recipe) bought by Shazmin’s ultra-friendly mom we piled up into two separate vehicles and went bowling. Which was excruciatingly embarrassing. Yeah, yeah, the queen of of Gutter Bowling is here. We played two games (Shazmin and Chang won) before traveling back to our respective homes.

I guess this is just a commentary of what happened..ehem…what we did that day. Apart from that of course, there were long discussions of the recent IB results. Who made it, who did not. Who had the likely chance to make it anyway although they did not made it the first time. Which Uni are they going to. When are they going… I guess I got a bit jealous because they were all rearing to go while I haven’t even gone to BTN.

Well…let’s see if I got a good result for my A-levels so that I can be happy alongside these guys and not just happy FOR them. Hehe.

Well…yay for me.

Septimus Heap (Book 5): Syren

I’m waiting for this book to come out. Somehow, this series is far better than Harry Potter, so far. Mainly, the way Miss Angie Sage tells the story is better than Ms. Rowling. Not to mention better than Ms Meyer (all right, kill me Twilight fans). I guess it’s a matter of taste like Naruto fans not liking Rorouni Kenshin/Samurai X while Rorouni Kenshin/Samurai X fans can tolerate Naruto. (I’m a Kenshin fan)

Not many people like the Septimus Heap series, I grant you that. With the extra ‘e’s and weird spelling (flight=flyte), I guess it turns off those guys I call ’spellcheckers’. And lots of readers are also ’spellcheckers’. The mix of modern and magic (pistols with magic bullets anyone?) and the popularity of Harry Potter certainly makes the Heap series sound like almost a copy of Harry Potter without the School for Magic.

But really, try to read this and immerse yourself in a fantastic world where everything is different from ours. Hey, if people can like ‘Stardust’ by Neil Gaiman, why not Septimus Heap?

haha. I’m talking nonsense.

I’ve been thinking…

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