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If you got a buck, you should Spend it on food. Duh.

She may be dumb, but she is not stupid.

She has a million things to say but has writer's block most of the time.

Say something cool.



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Hello people,
My name is Su-Yen.
Or I could also be Yennie or Yen.
I am seventeen going on a hundred.
I like long walks and country sides.
I like the smell of rain and trees.
This is my blog, Though I'm not sure what it's actually for.
Maybe I want attention. Like yay! x)
No seriously, maybe I do.

Thursday, 4 October 2007!
LAMENTED AT; 11:50 am

Let's spend tonight on top of the world
And we can do anything,
We can be anything
I'll meet you tonight on top of the world
As real as it seems,
You're only in my dreams

yahooo!
Just two more official days of PMR (KH and Geo to be exact). But unfortunately, while everyone else from every other school are kicking off their shoes, letting down their hair and running wild, we good deciplined Wesley Methodist School students will be squeezing our brains (or whats left of it) for more exams. *gasp!*

Yeap, which means that this will mean a double for alot of subjects. Ie: Maths, English, Bm, Sej and Science. And before your jaws drop even further below your chins, We all will be streamed based on the school exam, rather than the tres important PMR everyone's been buzzing on and on about. HAH, so typical m'sian right?

I Don't know why, But I'm finding loads of flaws in Malaysian systems nowadays. Maybe it's cause we're all more paranoid and conscience about things happening around us since the Nurin Murder, or maybe its all the newspapers I've been reading lately. But who cares, the point is... and have you wondered?



HOW many trees they had to kill for all the paper they gave us throughout the exams? Inclusive of question papers and test pads.
and here they are talking about saving the enviroment and crap. Fine lah, they don't have to ban exams (even though that would be preferable =P) they don't even have the decency to set a good example by using recycled paper!



it is a FACT
that...

Americans have ONE major exam,

Brittish schools have TWO major exams,

and M'sian schools are Kiasu enough to have THREE major exams, inclusive of UPSR. Do we really want to put our kids through all these exams at such an early age? later arh, people from elsewhere ask them,

"what do you remember about your childhood?"
"Oh uh, study loh, for my exam."


=.="

uhh-huuuh, everyone nod your heads in unison. And okay fine, this is an improvement to the FOUR major exams we had last time. Remember PTS? that was like what? in standard 3? O.o

I mean, I don't mean to be so political about it, but it's the truth right?



DID you also know that...
being an examiner in the exam hall must be so freaking boring? Just imagine, even we find it hard to stay entertained for more than fifteen minutes after finishing our papers. And the thing is, we can actually sleep. what do the examiners do for two hours say for the BM exam? How many times can you walk up and down the hall looking for cheaters?



AND Doctors are now de-appreciated?
Okay fine, this is purely out of my newspaper reading. An Australian doctor helped a passenger on a flight to kl. he requested for first class but was said no to by malaysian airlines. Okay, fair enough, they probably didn't have enough seats or something. And he should have been contented enough to help a patient. Doctors shouldn't ask for rewards for their service.
But... there was this other doctor, this time, he was M'sian. and he helped a Myanmar mother and her kid, the kid was dehydrtated. He was treated very well throughout the trip, the kid was given a seat in first class to lie down, and naturally he also got to sit with her because he was caring for her. When he got off, the Airline people thanked him and said he would be getting a letter from the airlines thanking him and an additional previllage of first class flights for the rest of his life.

and you know what? nothing came. He said he wouldn't think twice about helping someone in need, but the fact it, doctors like all human beings liked to be thanked in some way or another. And if the airline people really didn't want to, they didn't have to make empty promises by telling him about the letter and the previllages he would be getting.



Okay, am getting carried away. nevermind! i still live in a bubble where I want to believe that people don't get hauled into white vans on their way to pasar malams.

Toooddllees! :D