:D

Merry Christmas!

Boxing day today! Woooh.

We went to Emily's house yesterday for lunch, then watched "The Touch", some Chinese + English story.

We went to William's house today for lunch, watched "DOA" and then played basketball.

Random:
I ate too much, mehehehe, might gain some weight! Wohoo.

Grandma going back to Malaysia tomorrow, gonna' miss her.

I'm bored.

Knight Online sucks.

Baby Christina is too fat.

Haven't talked to Priscilla for a while.

David vanished.

Elliot didn't like Eragon movie too.

Joreme loved Eragon movie.

Could Riku and Evel dude be more than friends? I'm jealous.

Knight Online makes me racist. Turks are stupid.

Turk kids really.

Aida is such a good sister to Anne.

Brad dissapeared.

World of Warcraft is still on the top of my best MMORPG games.

Peter is such a girl.

Shelley is such a boy.

Was bashed by Cass in basketball. Such a violent guy. He has no mercy, even though I'm a girl. *Fist*

Guild of Wars, or some game with similar name, is WAY TOO violent. It shouldn't be for sale.

I'm bored.

I know I said that before.

Well, typed.

Where is Terrence!?

Somewhere in Sydney...

I wonder what Loren's doing?

I wonder what Anvie's doing?

A girl had a crush on a guy she has never met.

I find that ... disturbing. Let's not mention her name, lest she sees it = I die.

Alyssa is being mistreated by Mat. He is such a loser. He should go home and stay there.

Shelley wacked Tass in the mouth. They both shed blood, it was an accident. Tass had braces.

This is stupid. I'm talking to myself.

B-days

Last Thursday was Shelley and my daddy's birthday.
Today is Mommy and Joseph Lee's birthday.
Tomorrow is Alison Lim's birthday.
The next day is Ari's little brother's birthday.

KabOom `-`

school #3

Which day of the week do you hate the most?
Monday.

And for me, Monday was yesterday and I had a painful start to the week.

I was hit by an apple aimed at someone else.

It was a sunny and lovely day. All was well and I thought Monday wasn't really that bad, but I was wrong. It was during recess and I went to join my friends on the grass; we were sitting in a circle. Not far from us were the famous naughty boys being naughty as usual. For some reason they love to throw half-eaten food. Peach, pea, cream, cake, muffins, soft drinks, apple, orange and so on...

I was sitting between Grace and Ari, and the boys don't like Ari much. Abraham, one of the boys, decided to throw an apple at Ari. The first attempt was a failure as it fell short. Ari picked it up and threw it back (I wouldn't do that if I was her, they would only pick it up and throw it again). By now everyone's attention was on Abraham, but for some reason I didn't know he was going for another shot! *gasp* Abraham took a long aim and sppppeeeesssh it flew .... over the grass, over Joshua's head... went past Ari's head by 5 cm... and BAAAANG! I WAS HIT.

For 3 seconds I thought I was hit by a BASEBALL because the pain was UNBEARABLE. It hit right on the right side of my head, knocking me over to Grace. Being a girl that doesn't know how to scream, I sat there stunned. Grace screamed for me instead (she is the screaming type). Somewhere in the background I heard the boys burst out laughing (later I discovered that they thought the apple hit Ari). The impact was so great that the apple broke into thousands of pieces! And it wasn't just an apple, it was a JUICY APPLE! My whole head and arms were wet and I just sat there with my hand on my head.

Sometime later Abraham came forward and stopped laughing when he realised he hit the wrong person (Boys never throw things at me, except Michael, who threw lollies). He started apologising over and over again but I didn't reply... for some reason the boys started laughing even harder. Abraham was so embarrassed that he offered to be hit by me ?! lol

"Oh my gosh sorry Sheena! I was aiming at Ari! I thought it hit her! Sorry sorry sorry! You can hit me instead if ya' want." Abraham said (man he talks without coma)
"She is not a slappy person," answered Grace on my behalf.
"Sorry sorry sorry!" Abraham repeated.
"Awww poor baby, are you okay?" Ari asked. "How could you Ab! You hit Sheena!"
"I didn't mean it! No offense Ari, but I was really aiming for you."
(Ari got upset after that)
I didn't say a word, just sat there... and thankfully no one saw that I had two drop of tears from the pain, lol. But then my whole head was dripping with juice.

Then I had enough. I stood up. Turned around and headed towards the girls toilet. In there I washed my head and arms with tap water and dried them on the hand drier. And the worst thing was that while I was in there the bell rang, signifying the end of recess. It was during this time that the toilet would be full of people. (I got lots of stare I tell you!) When I came out of the toilet, words have already spread to the whole grade that I got hit by an apple.

The disgusting part was that my hair smelled of apple for the rest of the day. For some odd reason, my hair felt as if I had put gel on it! It was hard, sticky, and unpleasant! And then I had a headache. Go figure.

Tomorrow is Loren's BIRTHDAY! YAY.

Boo

Sigh.

School #2

Do your parents care what grades you get at school?
Do you get congratulations from your parents when you get good marks?
Do they ask how your exams went?
Do they try to find out how your class work is doing?
Do they encourage you to do your best?

Unfortunately for me, the answer is No.

Sigh.

When I was little I enjoyed having no parents to care about when I do my exams. All my friends fretted about what their parents would do if they get bad grades and so on... I had freedom in whether I study or not. But believe it or not I've never failed an exam before. I was an A - B grade student.

I thought it was a freedom... I thought wrong. This year is my last year in TCS and I really did my best in the yearly exam. For once I really wanted my parents to care. Last week was exam week and during that week, no one at home asked how I went. I was upset. Very upset.

Six out of the eight exam results have been revealed. I don't remember exactly the percentage but I will put them in A or B or C.

100 - 80% = A
79 - 60% = B
59 - .... = C

Maths = A
Art = A
PDH = A
History = A
English = B
Geography = B

Aye, I was praised by classmates and teachers... but I don't care so much about them... I guess I'm very much looking for parents approval. Sigh. If only they would just look at my exams... and get a nice nod or concern. I would even leap up in joy if they scold me! Daddy once told me that he didn't want to be harsh on us, but look what that got us into!

Today I came home from school and shouted out that I got 93% in Art. My parents didn't freaking say a word! It was just silence..... then my brother just grunted a barely audible 'nice' and they resumed talking about other stuff. Gosh, in that 3 secs of silence I wanted to throw my exam paper in their face.

The same thing happened two days ago, last night and this morning. I told myself not to give up and thought that I was bound to get noticed... I tried to get their attention... and everytime it ended up being the same: like I haven't even talked. You have any idea how much that hurts? They pause for a while for you to say something and as soon as you stop they continue their own chat. Gosh, and everytime I end up being more upset.

MOM! DAD! Say something! Stop ignoring me!

Stupid freaking darn idiotic torture. Such a big temptation to say the F word...

I'm Mad.

Today is officially the first day of exam for most of us. The subject I had today was English and IST (Information Software and Technology). Sadly none of those two went well. *Bang head on the Keyboard*
Did ya' know I got a bruise from previous banging? You can't really see it since it is covered by my 'fringe'.

Okay, today I'm angry because of the dissapointing start to my exams. English was way too hard, the questions were neverending and 1 hour and 30 minutes is not enough! My creative writing was halfway done and I skipped few other questions! Daaang *raise fist in the air*

But that wasn't the worst part. IST was a nightmare. The questions were soooo hard! And you know what? There were questions that everyone single person in our class has never seen before! Four particularly hard questions on data transmission and data compression. !?!?
Before the exam he (Mr Perrett) gave us a list of chapters to study and told us that we don't have to study things that are not listed. Guess where those questions came from!? It came from a page we've NEVER seen before. I was very upset when I came out of the exam room because I thought I failed to study everything that was on the list. However, when I asked how the others went, they said they faced the same problems. Determined to find the answers, I went looking in the textbook. It took a while, but when I found it, I was furious. Sadness all gone, I was angry, lol. Our class should sue him! Not literally of course. But we should certainly confront him on his big mistake. If he doesn't take us into consideration, we might go raiding. Haha.

I don't know... Maybe I should just leave this alone. But it was a bizarre 1 and a half hours exam. I actually raised my fist during the exam, lol. My friend who sat next to me, patted me, how nice of her lol. She was doing her Drama exam, that was why she could sit next to me. Drama students don't need to know anything about IST and vice versa.

Two exams done, five to go.
God Help us.

It's called BREAD.

PMS?

PMS:

• Pack My Stuff
• Pack My Suitcase
• Packing My Suitcase
• Pardon My Screaming*
• Pardon My Sobbing*
• Particle Measuring System
• Pass My Shotgun
• Pass My Sweat
• Pass My Sweatpants
• Pepperoni, Mushrooms, and Sausage*
• Perpetual Munching Spree
• Pimples May Surface*
• Pissy Mood Syndrome*
• Please Make Sense*
• Potential Murder Suspect
• Pre Menstrual Stress*
• Pre Menstrual Syndrome*
• Pretty Miserable Syndrome*
• Psychotic Mood Shift*
• Psychotic Mood Swings*
• Puffy Mid Section
• Punish Men Severely
  

* Applies to me

PDH Exam tomorrow

Exams next week:

• Science
• English
• IST
• Math
• Geography
• History
• Art

Crazy.
Underprepared.
Unmotivated.
PMS.

Randomness #5

Am I normal? I think I'm abnormal...

I don't seem to think like a normal person.

Something happened yesterday. Anvie, Loren, Grace, Joreme and I went to Blacktown library. All the tables were taken... and so we invaded the children's area. *nod*

Randomness #4

Today is Saturday. Yesterday was Friday. The day before yesterday was Thursday, which was also my birthday. Confused? Hopefully not.

This will get ya' confuse a bit:

What is the day two days before the day after tomorrow?

Hehehe, when Derrick asked me that, I gave him the answer straight away. It's quite easy :)
I'm not gonna' tell the right answer here. :P

Alright, yesterday I had a battle with my cake. Aye, it was exhausting. It was Friday and everyone was restless, I mean who wouldn't be? After I came back from school and changed into my house clothes, I decided to eat my pretty cake. I have already eaten 1/3 on Thursday, so I had 2/3 left.

I took the box with the cake in it and a spoon and marched into the living room. I invaded a two seat couch and sat like a lazy girl. I slumped down on my seat and my legs were on the table. Perfect image of a lazy man. I placed the box on my tummy and opened it. Yummmmm, it looked delicious. Spoon in my right hand, the cake on my tummy, and .......................................... ........................................... ..................................................................................... ..................................... I sighed....? I was tired that's why. Anyway, the cake was destined to die that day, so I shall fulfill my duty and not delay any longer. I moved my right hand and charged at the cake. I could imagine the mud cake shrieking in fear. First swing and I chopped off it's hand. Yummm, it tasted goooood. Feeling like a greedy giant I gave into my desire. I used my sword (spoon) and chopped off it's body! Such a big chunk for a small weapon. Nevertheless, I slowly started the long journey of getting my overburden spoon into my mouth. I was careful not to shake the spoon but it was all in vain. Halfway across the journey, the top part of the 'body' decided to escape. It did a daring fall on my breast and rolled off my shirt and finally landed on my blue couch. I groaned in distaste. The spoon was now balanced and so I quickly inserted the rest of the 'body' into my mouth, spoon and all (with the tail of my spoon hanging out). I picked up the now very frightened escape prisoner and put it back with the rest of the cake. I stood up, took a handful of tissues and cleaned the couch. As for my shirt (please don't get disgusted, it's a clean shirt), I licked where ever I could and cleaned the rest with water.

'You can run, but you can't hide.' I said to the delicious cake. All clean and fresh, I rubbed my hands together for another torture. This time, no spoons. The cake shall endure my sharp fangs. I popped the 'prisoner' into my mouth and crunch as finely as I could. Yummmm, the cream.... The guts.... The smell of it. What was left of the cake, was just a handful with a pretty flower and some leaves on it. The flower looked very real and delicate. It was very very neat. The colour was blood red. Right then, I decided I would save the pretty lady for later. With my clumsy hands, I plucked the little lady out from its place. I put it aside and resumed my torture. I took a bite off the green leaves and was tempted to spit it out. It didn't taste good. Nevermind, I ate all that was left of the cake, including the leaves. Then..... The pretty lady caught my attention.
"Hello there.." I said to her. I picked her up and stared at her. Feeling evil, I snapped off her 'hand' and tasted it. Eww, it tasted exactly like the leaves. I was angry at her then. "Pretty tasteless thing." I said to her. Oh well, I decided she was not worth eating and so I threw her into the box.

And so that was the end of the ...Battle?... No, Cake eating.

Guess what I did next?

I fell asleep. Didn't wake up until 3 hours later. Haha.

Old.

15 years ago, today, my mother gave birth to a very fat baby girl. She was named Sheena.

When she woke up this morning, she thought today would be crazy, and aye she was right. The first crazy thing was waking up 30 minutes later than the normal time. She was late for school. When she was wearing her uniform she almost tear her dress apart at the speed of putting it on. It was a mess, but she stopped when she picked up her mobile phone. There were heaps of messages. 'Happy Birthday Shee! ur 15 today! yay!' That got her smiling. Nevermind the messages now, she thought, I'm late! At the breakfast table, her parents forgot her birthday until the last few minutes, and they didn't have any presents for her anyway. She didn't mind though. Then her daddy rushed her to school and when she stepped between the school gates, a bunch a girls came running! Loren, her besty, was the first to reach her. She was given lots of hugs and 'Happy Birthday's'. She was very surprised. But that was just the beginning.

During Family Group, Loren brought out a small cake with a candle on it! It was the prettiest little cake ever. She was so surprise she didn't know what to say... They sang the song and she blew the candle. She didn't want to eat the cake yet so she kept it, it's still in her fridge at home right now.

When the bell rang everyone went to their first class. And on the way she was greeted by a lot of people, she was very surprised that everyone remembered her birthday. She was smilling like a little girl. Her first class was Science and Loren told the science teacher about her birthday and so the whole class sang the song to her. She was embarrased by now.

During lunch she sat on the bench with Loren and ate her food, not the cake. Then three boys walked up to them. She thought they were there to socialise but she was freaked out when the boys started singing the song in harmony. She literally flinched, lol. Their voices was sweet and she was thrilled. Their names were Jordan, Joseph and Abraham. "Thank you!" she said when they were done. She thought Loren planned that, but when she asked, Loren said she was equally surprised.

During the day Jason came up to ask if she was tutoring that day. When she said yes, he went crazy. "It's your birthday Sheena! You can't tutor today!"
"Why not?!"
"You gotta rest! It's your day!"
Then the rest of her friends heard him and took side with him. She still didn't understand why she should cancel the tutoring just because it was her birthday.

Anyhow, there were lots and lots of people who knew about her birthday... even strangers. She was always greeted by "Happy Birthdays.." and she was really really surprised.

After 4 p.m when she finished tutoring a year 8 girl, her daddy picked her up from school. "We are going out for dinner tonight!" her dad announced in the car.
"How nice! Where?"
"Parramatta."

When she arrived home, she was surprised that her mom and her brother were dressed and ready to go, more shockingly that her brother is at home (he is usually out). Then they went shopping! She received a pretty necklace and a cool sudoku book that she had wished for!

And so she had a great day!

Art #1

This is my first attempt at pixel art. It's not very good, there are some uneven squares and rectangles. It took me 4 hours when it should've taken 1 hour, lol. I'm content with how it looks, but I believe it could've been better. Tell me what you guys think. :)

The Garlic Bread story will be delayed until my exams are over.

Garlic Bread story #1

Ya' know what, I wanna write a short story called Garlic Bread. (How typical!) I laughed at myself too. Lol.

This is a list of what I have in mind about the storyline:

• How I met my three awesome friends
• How I first tasted Garlic Bread and got addicted
• My experiences as a 'foreign' student in Sydney
• And my personal relationship with Jesus!

Now, wouldn't that be cool hmm? I'm going to make it as interesting as I can, lol, therefore the story is going to be only 60% real. I won't say which character is who, you'll have to guess if you're in it or not. Beg me if ya' want, I might give a hint or two, Haaha. Give me a nudge if ya' want to appear in my story (:D)

Now I'm gonna start working, shhhh don't disturb (:P)

Sensible #2

More and more of my friends are getting a blog! Yay. I'm very excited :D
Many people don't like to write about themselves, especially men, but blogging helps alot. How? Writing makes you think. When you think it helps you focus. When you focus it helps you to find solutions to your problems. Then problems solved. Of course in many cases, it is not that simple, but a help from a friend is always a relief. Blogging keeps your friends up to date with what is going on in your life, and you can always write things that you're not comfortable telling them in person. And it is also a place for you to complain! Hehe. Yes, we all need to complain once or twice, and blogs are the best place to do that.

There is also a function that makes your blog only accessible to yourself, and you can make that your personal diary. I admit that I perfer typing than writing with my hand for a long time, it saves you time and it is always much neater. But then the meaning would be less personal and genuine. It's all up to our own choice really. I'm not a writer but I do like to make people laugh with my 'weird sense of humour', if you've been reading my previous posts, I hope you had a great laugh or smile :) If you haven't notice already, I divided my posts into 'Sensible', 'Randomness', and 'School', if you're looking for something to smile, read those with the title 'Randomness'.

Events that was posted on Randomness are 99% real, and there is 1% of exaggeration - only for special effects. Therefore, events like those are a bit rare, bear with me and have patience. :D

Life is normal right now, all peaceful and beautiful, no crazy moments yet. Can't wait till the next one. I had a maths test yesterday and it was pretty easy, hopefully I will get 100%. Now I have to complete my survey report and write an essay about what I learnt during film lessons. Stupid stupid 2 page essay... it also required us to write what we would like to do for our own films?? I though that was a group work thing, and no groups have even been formed. I supposed I should be grateful since its minimum is 2 pages only...

Weather in Sydney today: Cloudy, cold and almost rainy

I'm wearing my pajamas at the moment, lol, it's warm! My winter pjs. Okay this is becoming random... I should end the post now..

lol

End of post

milk gone mad

The first week back at school, and already we are busy with assignments and preparation for exams in week 4. And maybe I've gone mad doing my work.

Just 15 minutes ago, an accident happened.

Milk Gone Mad

I just finally finished creating my survey of 'Investigating the factors which influence a person's eating decisions', if you want to participate feel free to tell me.
Anyway, it was 10:40 p.m when I completed the survey and I was hungry. Whisper: I didn't have dinner.

So I decided to have a cup of Milo - milk + milo powder. I poured myself a cup of milk and placed it in the microwave for heating. After 1 minute, I took it out and put it on the table just beside the microwave.

I still don't understand why the following event took place.

Okay, I was still holding onto the cup when suddenly..... my hand decided to tip the cup. !?!?@!?@!@?
The whole cup was tipped over and milk was...... everywhere on the table and floor. Waaaaaaaaa. Not milk, HOT milk. (=.=)
Ya' know what? I stood there for few seconds and just stared.

Then I had an urge to lick the table...

And of course I didn't do it...

"Daddy! I just lost my milk to the table!" I announced.
"Psssh, so clumsy." was the reply.
"I wanna attack the table!!!!!."
"Go get another cup of milk." Daddy said. I started moving towards the fridge when I realised I forgot something.
"That was the last cup of milk!!!!"
"Look for a pink lid."
I spotted the bottle immediately.

What did it say on the label?

Fat Free Skim Milk.

Am I not skinny enough?

School #1

Toongabbie Christian School

'Don't fool with the cool, coz the cool don't fool!'

<- starting from left: half of me, Anvie, Arietta(she's Greek!) and Grace.

These are my cool school friends :)
If you don't like your school, come to mine! It's great, it's Christian, and it's fantastic!

Window reflection.

A picture of one of our classroom - H1

Inside the classroom: Arietta and Eleanor

Reflection from right to: the tall Abraham, Anvie,me and far behind on the left is Joreme.

More pictures later.

Randomness #3

School starts tomorrow! Are you ready guys? I bet everyone is rushing their work right now. Muahaha.

What have I done during the holiday? Nothing! hahaha, course not.

• Eat
• Sleep
• Shower? Yea, the shower accident
• History Film. Yay I finished it today, lol.
• My Cool Shakespearean Sonnet!
• Geography Sheet (except the last two questions, I don't understand the questions)
• Attend Church, of course
• Attended a youth event called "Kaboom"?
• Started skipping
• Got myself two new brothers - Bradley Earl Lenker and Ryan Glen Handy, they are funny people. *Nod

That was it. Not very interesting, I know.

Today is Sunday, what did I do?

Woke up at 8:00 a.m, yawning and all that.
Went to church at 8:50 a.m.
The Mandarin service actually starts at 10:30 a.m, we went early because my parents attended the morning prayer group. So my brother and I sat in the Church library doing stuff - We were actually staring at each other.... I got bored looking at him, and decided to start reading my Bible. He disappeared when I looked up.... And I almost fell asleep.
At 10 a.m the two early morning services ended. I started setting up the computer projector we use in the church.
My Daddy is one of the pastor/minister of our church. We have about 1,000 members, and currently have 5 pastors (including my daddy).
The service ended at 11:50 a.m.
We had lunch at church afterwards.
Came home with my bro and mommy at 2:00 p.m. Daddy had meeting.
I fell asleep on the couch. Mommy fell asleep on her bed. Brother took the car and disappeared.
Woke up at 5:00 p.m.
Went on the computer to finish my work.
Then mommy woke up at 5:30 p.m.

"What do you want for dinner?" Mommy asked.
"Anything will do." Said the very occupied Sheena in front of the screen of her computer.
"Wanna have the same thing we did this morning for breakfast? Smashed potato and beef?"
"Ermm.. yea anything."

I don't really like smashed potato, but I'm already underweight so I didn't want to be picky. I prefer noodles. Actually my whole family prefer noodles; it's a family thing. *nod

And so mommy and I had smashed potato and beef for dinner. When we were half done, Daddy came back, that was around 6:00 p.m. He came to us and sat across mommy.

"Want smashed potato?" Mommy asked.
"No." Daddy shoke his head.
"What do you want then?"
"Noodles. Did you cook any?" Daddy asked.
"No. I'll cook them for you."
"What!" I exclaimed, "Daddy gets noodle?! Can I have some of yours Daddy?"
"No. Eat your potato." Daddy said.

I started whining then. Nooooodles... precious delicious noodles...

I wasn't going to give up, so I came up with a plan. Cheeky me.

Daddy went to change his clothes. Mommy was busy in the kitchen cooking. I was left alone. I swallowed as many smashed potato as I can.... but I was going to explode if I keep eating like that...and I still had about 1/4 of em'. I glanced at mommy's plate. She had half left. Wouldn't harm her to eat a little more... I checked to make sure shes busy.. then I attacked. Hahaha, no not attack... I used my spoon, scooped the rest of my potato and beef.......

...and stacked them on my mom's plate....

Bingo, I just finished my dinner.

Plan B. I sneaked into the kitchen and stole a pair of choptick, hid them behind my back and went back to the table. I sat there, pretending to be daydreaming. Daddy came and sat beside me. Perfect choice. Mommy was almost done, I could hear her pouring the noodles onto a bowl.

Then she came out, holding a large bowl of delicious chinese soup noodles. The smell was irresistible. She placed the bowl infront of my dad and went back to the kitchen, Perfect! I sat straighter and waited for my chance. Daddy bowed his head and and closed his eyes.... to pray....

...Then I attacked... I took out the hidden chopstick and reached for the nooooodles...

I grabbed as much as I could with my wooden chopstick and put them on my empty potato stained plate..... I was going to go for a second time.... but daddy had just finished saying grace.. grrr why didn't he pray longer??

There is always a risk in stealing food when people are praying - there is a high chance of getting caught and who knows how long they are going to pray... some pray with their eyes open...

I knew I was going to get caught, I never planned for an escape anyway.

Daddy stared at me. I smiled my cutest smile.

Randomness #2

Oh no... I woke up late again 11a.m. How terrible :(

I went to take a shower and guess what I was doing in there? Daydreaming. Unbelievable. I didn't know what I was doing, I guess I was moving around... thinking, not dancing mind you. I had an idea of writing a short story about my wonderful Christian friends, from church and from school. I guess I was so occupied that I didn't know what I was doing in there... When I stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me, I froze. My mind snapped back into reality, and I realised something was wrong. I touch my head and guess what? There was still shampoo on it.... And worst.... The wrong shampoo... AAAaaaaa. I had used the bottle that had this label on it "Medically proven treatment for problem Dandruff" Double AAAaaaa. But that wasn't it, it smelled awful, like ... Awful stuff - make that triple AAAaaaa.

I guess my mind was still somewhere else, because I didn't go back in to clean my hair from the awful stuff... I just got dressed.. Unbelievable. I know.

By the time I finished semi-drying my hair it was 11:30 a.m. I came out of my room and mommy was standing there....

"What time did you go to bed yesterday?" she said, glaring with her scary eyes...
Uh oh, I'm in trouble..
"Same time as you guys."
"Then why didn't you wake up earlier? It will become a habit!"
"But it's holiday Mom."
"Holiday, holiday. What happens when you are homeschooled next year Huh?"
Well, I had nothing against that.. so I just stood there...
"Go eat your breakfast! Or lunch or whatever!"
It's called brunch, Mom. <---Didn't say that of course, or she would explode.

On the table was a plate covered by another plate. I took off the 'lid' and found four slices of bread. And mommy was there behind me ... again..
"Everyone has digested their food and you haven't even started." She said.
"Not necessary Mom, it has only been few hours." I said that because once upon a time, I vomited food that was eaten many many hours ago, and it still smelled the same, except with mixture of saliva and acid that burnt my throat. :D

Well, what did I do with the four slices of bread? I made them into Sugar Bread! Hahaha, want some David? I only ate two :)

In the middle of my 'breakfast + lunch' Daddy came and sat beside me. I stared at him for a moment then resumed eating my sugar. After that mommy placed a plate of food infont of my daddy and he started eating.
"You are one meal behind hun." Daddy said.
I just laughed.

At 1 p.m both daddy and mommy left for work. I'm alone again, for a while.

Sensible #1

The previous post was not written today, but yesterday and it was copied from my MSN space.

Let's be sensible now.
Weather in Sydney = Hot.
More than 30 degree celcius, and it's only spring. What would happen during summer? Probably die of heat stroke. Uh huh.

Nothing special happened today. Woke up around 11 a.m and had breakfast at 11:30 a.m. Went on MSN and continue reading Ryan Handy's fantastic short stories. Ryan himself went online and we chatted. He sent me 3 cool songs and I'm still listening to them right now. Around 2:30 p.m I was sweating and had vanilla ice-cream! Hurray. I ate all of em. At 3 p.m my mom insisted that I have my lunch. I did.
For the past few days Dad and bro have never been home during the day. Daddy is always working and who knows what Terrence(bro) is doing outside. They both leave early in the morning, around 8 a.m I think.
I did some skipping today, about 40 times. I didn't put my heart into it, my mind was wandering...
Chatted with Brad, Aidan, Derrick, Edward, 'Mindfang' and Gloria/Kevin (they are bro and sis, I didn't know who was typing what sentences).

No more ice-cream :'(
I don't feel like doing any of my work today, I might go crazy if I do. The temperature is just not right. It's 5:30 p.m and I've been staring at the computer for hours. No one to chat right now... I've used MSN for 3.5 years now, and have a total of (including deleted ones) more than 500 contacts. I met so many strangers, dangerous and .... dangerous people. I usually lie about my location to protect myself, but I've met people that you don't want to meet. Sigh. There is no such thing as a 'safe place' in this world. Jesus is coming though :)

The sun is setting, hurray! The room is getting darker... I never liked holidays when I started going to TCS, i love that school. It's the best school i've ever been to. I have my lovely christian friends and teachers to keep me going at school :D. And this is also where my english improved dramatically. I often hear my friends complain about school and how dreadful it is, but I believe we should be glad that we have a chance to go to school and be educated. Think about the kids in poor countries! They would love to swap places with us anytime, would you like that? Of course not, so be glad of where you are right now!

List of stuff to complete before the holiday ends:

• History Assignment
• My Shakespearean sonnet
• PDH booklet
• Science revision
• Maths revision
• Geography sheet (I don't get the second last question!??!)

I've already finished reading my holiday books, so that is out of the list.

May God help me kill Procrastination <-- My enemy, David's as well. Lol.

<--- Whos THAT? Me and Grace!

I'm on the left. Grace is not a nerd, don't accuse her. Haha.

Randomness #1

Rawr! 14 days till...! Go Figure.

I finished reading a fantastic book two days ago called 'Flabbergasted' by Ray Blackston. Oh I love that book! I recommend EVERYONE to read it, the story is simply beautiful and I'm certain you would roll on the ground laughing at some of the humour! 10 out of 10 for that book! /clap
I was also sad I finished reading it :( I want it to continue forever! A never ending book...

'There is one mediator between God and man and that is Christ, those aren't my words they're his words, the living words, the eternal words and the only words you're gonna need.' This is a funny quote from the book, it doesn't sound funny right now, but if you read the book you would get what I mean :D

Today is Wednesday, holiday is almost over. School starts on the 16th - the coming Monday. My goodness, I haven't even finish half my assignment, I'm gonna kick myself for procrastinating. But at least I just finished my ballad for english, only the sonnet to go!
Sonnet: 14 lines, iambic pentameter, volta - Shakespeare style
NOT a simple task, I say. Personally, I have never taken any interest in poems, I reckon they are weird.

My daddy bought me a blue skipping rope 3 days ago! Hurray :) I love skipping, it makes me feel like a little girl, carefree and innocent :D
On the first day, I skipped more than 600 times *gasp* I know, I was crazy. I could barely walk the next morning, lol. My muscles were crying out loud with Pain! Aaaa, lol. But being Sheena, I didn't care, I skipped about 500 times then. And This morning I woke up and I don't want to walk anymore, lol. Hmm.. should I skip today? Nevermind, I'm going to skip 10 times only. ... .... haha, guess how many times I just skipped? 40 :D shhh, don't tell anyone, hehe.

Maybe I should work on my sonnet now... but they have to rhyme :'(
*Raise fist to rhyming poems*

Today's weather in Sydney: Sunny!
I can see a lot of little bugs flying around outside the house. Should I join them? :D I want to! Jesus give me wings pleaseeee, and make me small too! So I won't scare the buggies, hehe. Mommy's flowers are pretty and colourful! Now Americans would spell that word 'color', why can't they stick to the original spelling hmm? Apologise - apologize; Organise - organize; civilisation - civilization??? And Why POTTY?

Roar~
Do you know what I want for my birthday? Books :D or Drawing kit :D OR another skipping rope that isn't made in China (with a cool counter). Hahaha, I'm too demanding :p

Oh oh, and I want a bike tooooo. I wanna go crashing into people's house

Cravings... Garlic Bread! saliva dripping (not literally of course). I'm too skinny, feed me people! Feed me! ...well, I supposed I could cook... but I could burn the kitchen down! Hahaha, excuses. *shakes head in shame*

I want to be a missionary when I grow up! Woot? Yes! I am! RAWR~ RoAR~ be afraid! The misionary girl is coming to ya place . I know I'm still very young and naive but nothing is impossible with Jesus! :D Tell the world about Jesus' Love!

You know, my parents are great singers but their little Sheena can't seem to sing that well. I guess it doesn't matter to God when I praise Him, but I still want to sing like my mommy. When she opens her mouth, her voice is so clear and steady! I'm like a croacking frog, lol. ..Ribbet ribbet..

RAAAWWWRRrrrR - Be afraid.