Becca's Journal

It's been ages since I've updated. I'm just posting to say I'm alive and so that livejournal doesn't delete my journal for being inactive or something equally depressing. :D

This is it. I finally got fed up with my livejournal account. I'm going to create a new one in livejournal while staying anonymous. It's going to be a private journal. I'm so going to miss this account! :)

Okay, I just couldn't to do it. Future updates may be less, but I couldn't bear to leave this account!

I felt like typing something. Unfortunately, I do not have any interesting plot-bunnies to begin at the present moment. Which is why I will type a rant on what happened on the past few days. Or just anything at random.

Anyway, the school class photo has been taken. I can't, however; post it online because I'm using the free livejournal account. Even if I do, it would be really crooked because I have no idea how to scan an object properly. (I might check out the help section for tips, though) The most interesting-looking person in the picture is Ivan, who winced and looked as if someone kicked him in the place the sun never shines. My father said Bryan is handsome - but he looks like a sissy. He also said Jing Li is athlethic looking. And the prettiest girl in class is Sue San. My mum said that Ivan was the most handsome guy in the class.

I closed my eyes in the first version of the photograph, though. And I had a goofy smile on my face. (But someone told me I looked cute when I smile. Do I???)

For me, I think the most photogenic guy is Jing Li, and the most photogenic girl is Shermaine. They looked absolutely gorgeous in that picture. (Even more so than in real life. If anyone else thinks it's possible.)

I can't remember who - but one of the girls was talking to me about this generation of boys seem to be growing shorter. In fact, the only guys with average height (that is taller than at least a handful of girls in my class) are: Keith, Kam Whye, Bryan, Vincent and Ivan. (somehow Ivan seems short this year) The taller guys are Omar, Vinoth and Jing Li. It's rather weird, after all; we're already 13. Isn't it already time for those guys to 'shoot up', as they all say?

I'm rather worriewd about my Art results. The best marks for my entire Form is 25/40 (Koh Zhuan Khye). The highest marks for my class, in the other hand is 23/40. (Chui Xing) Teacher said that mine was quite nice but I'm scared of getting less than the maximum marks. The only good thing about the entire thing is that I got 10/10 in painting the doll. Should I get about 6-10 wrongs for my objective, I might possibly get a B. Which would be really horrible for me - as I am trying to get at least the 3rd or 4th position in class. I really studied hard for it. I stopped using the computer for three weeks , for goodness sakes! I'll positively scream if I don't get good results.

Will add more later.

( Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus )

I've got this quote stuck in my head the whole day:

If you always don't disagree with him, it's infatuation.
If you always don't agree with him, it's true love.

Gah.

I'm in computer class right now... It's really boring but it's way better than going downstairs to watch the participators in the quiz talk among themselves. I don't think Wei Ann will be very appreciative that her friends aren't there to support her - although I think she should be, as we won't be able see her embarass herself.

So here I am, listening to Vincent talking about some 'square thinghy' and playing Super Mario with Vinoth and Mei Yin.

As you can imagine, it is as delightful as anything can be.

Since there's nothing else for me to do, but ponder about Merdeka, my country's national day. Which was on 31st August. It must seem very patriotic for me not to post anything, even a exclamation of happiness or something related to Malaysia's national day. I don't see the point for the school to celebrate Merdeka than to listen to the Headmaster speak for an additional 10 minutes. Ok.. Gtg.

OMG! This is the best layout yet!!!

The virus is finally gone... Jeshua says that the virus is my fault.. I wonder which website caused the virus. I'm staying away from ff.net anyway, just in case. (Coz KC also was infected with a similiar virus)

Lots of things happened the past few days. I got contact lenses and a few hilarious episodes took place. The boys thought I said 'kotex' whenever I said contacts. 'Kotex' - incidentally was a sanitary pad brand. You can imagine how it probably seemed. I asked them : "How do I look in contacts?" What probably came out was: "How do I look in Kotex?" Which was rather disgusting.

Anyway, I'm back on Ranma fanfiction. My obsession with fanfiction actually started when I was 9-10 years old when I was surfing the net for the first time. I saw a "Takari" website (Takaishi Takeru (sp?) + Yagami Hikari)which featured fanfictions related to that couple. I read some of them, got hooked - descovered ff.net and began writing. That was my first touch of f.fiction. Of course, my writing was horrible at that time. (If you do not believe me, check my previous entries; I did a sort-of, not-completed MST on my old DGmon fic) My grammar was out of whack. It was really incohorent. Well, then again, what can you expect from a 10 year old? My next fanfiction obsession was Pokemon. I started digging ff.net for good Pokemon fics. Unfortunately, I could barely find any. I was directed to a CCS (Card Captor Sakura) by one of my favourite Digimon authors and began to read fics in that category. I got hooked - again, and I began to write pieced of CCS fanfics. I can't really remember any of them well though...

The following year, I finally started reading the Harry Potter books. (It was the year when the OOTP was released) I enjoyed it and began trying to find fanfiction with Hermione/Ron relationships in it. Which brought me to Sugarquill.net and checkmated.com. Soon, I started reading Hermione/Draco fanfiction. I think it was the story "Once Upon A Thyme" that converted me. After a while, I began to get bored of that couple and began focusing on my other hobby, drawing. I drew a few comics that I posted online. I loved the feedback that I got and began to draw about 30+ pages before I realized that my art sucked. Just then, I began to buy Ranma comics, trying to obtain the entire series. (I now have 1-33 and 36) My pocket money was dedicated to comics for a few months before I bought all the comics I could and found out that I had to wait for the monthly series to come out before I could - finally get the whole series.

With nothing else to do but wait for the rest of the month to pass, I found interest in Ranma fanfiction. Since this entry is beggining to seem very long-winded, below is the summary of my interests. (excluding sports and other hobbies unrelated to internet)


1) Digimon
2) Pokemon
3) Card Captor Sakura
4) Harry Potter
5) Ranma
6) Harry Potter
7) Digimon
8) Card Captor Sakura
9) Harry Potter
10) Ranma (current status)


These few days, I've been rather resigned - nice, in other words - to Chan Hui Yee. I don't actually understand why myself. I guess it happened during tuition. I attended night class (where she was attending as well) and she didn't understand something.. and she asked me.

Me.

Someone who hated her since year one. Someone who looked down on her all the time.

She swallowed her pride to ask me a simple Maths question which she could very well solve by asking somebody else. Just then, I felt so bad and decided to be nicer to her. It helped that I made a vow in Youth the following week to treat better. Anyway, Mei Yin's grateful 'coz she doesn't have to listen to Hui Yee whine anymore.

I'm also going to make a new fanfiction account (should I ever return to ff.net.. ((the virus!))) next time. I thoroughly embarassed myself after posting a fanfiction with the name "Wo De Meng Zhi...". I claimed to have researched (which I did) but the website that provided me information was inaccurate. Some of the Mandarin mistakes was pointed out by someone else. I cannot understand why I was so embarassed but I deleted the fic anyway. And it was one of the fanfiction that I wrote that I was proud of. That was a blow to my ego...

In school...

- We're having a minggu Sejarah this Monday. Omar's entering the fashion show. I suggested that he wore a baju kebaya. If he didn't have one, I told him I would borrow him mine (which is actually my mother's) although it might be too short. Here is the list of people participating.

History Quiz

Faun Hao Yan
Au Wei Ann
Chai Kar Yee

Fashion Show

Faun Hao Yan
Omar

Singing Competition

Aryle
Afiq

There is also a little anger management problem that surfaced. I'm getting rather annoyed by Aryl and his stupid attempts to be cute. He keeps going: "Rebecca, Rebecca" this, "Rebecca, Rebecca" that. It annoys me to no end. I changed place just to escape his wrath. Omar does not even come close to Aryl's degree of causing irritation on his worst day. And Omar brought up the subject of Darryl Soh. When teacher asked him to join, he said: "Let Afiq join la. He's an expert in showcasing underwear." I said: "But you'd look beautiful in a baju kebaya!" He replied: "You wear swimsuit la, Darryl sure will stare wan." Stupid asshole.. As if I need reminding about that pig...

I don't understand some girls sometimes. Some of them complain about the size of their chest. They have no idea what those who have nothing to complain about suffer as the butt of guys' dirty jokes. Luckily I don't get subjected to it much, as most of the guys in my class are immature while the rest know better than to cross me.

Has anyone noticed that my entries are slightly longer than what they used to be? Well, after writing lengthy essays in school - there's bound to be some improvement somewhere...

Oh yeah, nearly forgot to mention. Wei Ann, Khye Chwin, Fiona and I are in a sort of changing-place plan. It prevents me from suffering insanity due to Aryl and prevents Fiona from suffering insanity due to Michelle. The only problem is that Jing Li might change place with Aryl, which - at the end - will be a constant pain in the ass. In order to do so, I might sit in my old place for a while until Jing Li comes in...


Gonna change my layout.

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There is a rather determined virus attacking my computer as of now. Everytime I type http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml into my browser it will automatically close it. I'm battling against it by opening many tabs in Mozilla. (And they tend to warn you when you are about to close all the tabs, so I kept clicking 'Cancel'. It's a never ending battle so far.) The virus tends to slow everything down, disconnect from certain websites and closes them. There was once a notepad appeared saying:

Fuck you Larissa!
You n00b!

Or something like that. I have no idea who this bitch Larissa who got an enemy who attacked my computer is.

This entry is written later:

It's still very difficult for me to do anything with LJ. I have to update in less than 1.5 seconds (in which the window would appear to close Mozilla) and edit it.

Love Calculator by EbonyScythe
1st Person Name
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1st Person Gender
2nd Person Gender
Compatibility Percent	64
Time Together	Eleven years
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Love Calculator by EbonyScythe
1st Person Name
2nd Person Name
1st Person Gender
2nd Person Gender
Compatibility Percent	4
Time Together	1 day
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Too bad, Wei Ann.

Love Calculator by EbonyScythe
1st Person Name
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1st Person Gender
2nd Person Gender
Compatibility Percent	9
Time Together	Twenty years
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ROTFLMAO!!!

THANK GOD!


The haze is gone! (The wind blew it towards Penang though)

But I'm sure it'll be back, once the Sumatera wind blows.

With the haze coming up, and the general stuffiness behind masks, (dad bought 200 of them) I would rather feel comfortable if I ranted on the normal things that I would usually rant on.

I'm making a comic. At least, I hope I'll carry it out this time.

With the computer reformatted, I can finally scan my pictures to the computer and paint it with Adobe Photoshop. I will write the script when I find the time and patience(probably tommorow).

- - -

I can't stop thinking about the haze.

. . .

It is official.

The air quality has become so bad, that darurat (something like curfew) is made.

All goverment or private offices are closed except for grocery stores and clinics during this peroid.

Dad is now asking everyone to wear the mask at home. It's going to be a long ride.

There's a haze enveloping a large part of Penninsular Malaysia. It's mostly due to the forest fires in Sumatera, though open fires in Malaysia also contribute to this cause. People everywhere in the affected areas are forced to wear masks as soon as they take a step outside. Klang valley's A.P.I. has been rated: "hazardous" while Kuala Lumpur is: "very unhealthy". Schools in Klang Valley and Kuala Lumpur are closed for today and tommorow due to the worsening haze. Many people are getting sick. Asthmatic people are getting worse. I am one of those asthmathic people. Now I am forced by my father to stay at home, wearing a mask as well. The carbon dioxide makes the mask warm, and suffocating. But I have no choice.

I may sound dramatic. But let me assure you that I'm not.

Our sight is limited to less than 600 metres. Everything else is a hazy blur. Our once beautiful blue sky has vanished entirely. The smoke is choking us. We can't even see the Petronas Twin Towers anymore. Everyone is worried...

The deputy Prime Minister has announced that once the A.P.I. exceeds 500; there will be a 'darurat'. I don't think we had one since 13 May, when there was a horrible war between the races. Our current A.P.I. for Klang is 424. It isn't long now. The haze is worsening, and there's nothing we can do about it but try to prevent ourselves from getting horribly affected.

Someone really needs to take action on those Sumatera fires.

http://www.deviantart.com/view/21468813/

I really liked how I drew Harry and Hermione. They look really sweet.

I've got the recorded video of Bryan singing the "Kumitha" song! It's really very stupid, all the more reason to see it! Anyway, it's easier if you get it from Keith, than for me to post online.

Carnival Day wasn't much of a success. I had a horrible headache throughout the day; and I spent 3/4 of my time sitting behind the pathethic counter-table, handing out ice-creams. There was drips of ice cream and small messes of sugar rice and milo everywhere. It looks completely repulsive. I have no idea why in the world anyone would want to buy BIFlurry, so it's kinda a success that we sold so many; if you look at it in a positive light. I've just transferred all my old stuff to this computer. The un-edited copy of 'The Red Iris' is even with me now. I'm probably going to edit it when... soon. (I hope) I will be posting that certain copy later. I need to go through it, filter it for mistakes and finally, adjust the plot so that it goes smoothly. It is actually the first story that I wrote that surpassed three chapters. Usually, I abandon the story after two chapters.

There's still the 'Sex God' story for me to sandpaper, along with some of my old works that are rather horrible. When I'm done with everything, and sure that the stories are acceptable; I am going delete my previous pennings and submit my new ones. At www.fictionalley.org . I don't think I want to post anything much in fanfiction anymore. At least at fictionalley, I can be sure that my story has good grammar because they have beta-readers there that go through your fics before you can post them.

These few days, I've become quite intrigued with Greek Mythology. Unfortunately, there aren't many websites based on them these few days. Should anyone find a good website based on this particular topic, I hope you can post the link to it in the 'Comments' section.

Installation Day... Right.

For most of the day, it was boring. After all, I do not think a joint installation day is as fascinating as the speakers seem to. The person in charge of the whole activity (one Chinese girl) could barely speak English. They way she pronounced some words made some of us laugh. Not that my English is that good though... (But still, she's in Form 4! Wouldn't her English be at least - slightly better than what it was?) We (as in the girls) were supposed to wear a long sleeved white blouse (Which had automatically made us think that we were supposed to wear a long sleeve version of our school uniform. At least, Khye Chwin, Hao Yan and I) and a black skirt. And formal shoes. Seriously, I wanted to wear a sort of sandals that was rather formal. But my brother said we must wear 'a-po' shoes. (Which made me trip twice, due to the lack of grip of the shoes. It was really embarassing, falling down in front of the school gate!!!) When I reached school, I saw - all the girls, wearing stylish blouses. (The ones that are form fitting, not the uniform kind.) I felt embarassed at what I wore. (Not that anyone cared, after all Amy Tan wore a white polo shirt, which was tonnes worse) I must seem very clothes- centered... I guess it comes with being a female.

I did a poll in class, and guess who four out of five boys thought was the ugliest girl in class??? Someone really unexpected!

Hui Yee came as second, but that was rather perdicted. (Though I thought she was first)

Oh yeah, and I got my results or KH - 27/30, got 75 for Geography and 70 for History.

Ironically...

I'm history.

( The Un-Edited, Written By A 11-Year Old Edition Of 'The Red Iris'. )

Wei Ann and Khye Chwin are not using livejournal much already. I'm rather afraid that I'll also abandon this account altogether... Anyway, this is what I will be saying for my Oral:

Everyone has good days and bad days.

Sometimes, you feel as if you're on top of the world. Everybody laughs at your jokes. All the questions on your math test seem easy. You catch sight of yourself in the mirror and think, "Boy, do I look great today!"

On bad days, gum gets stuck in your hair. Your face sprouts zits as big as gerbils. Your friends make fun of you. You feel horrible about yourself, and everything else seems to fall apart as a result. You can't focus on your schoolwork. You lose things. You spill spaghetti sauce on your new shirt.

Some kids, however, seem to have many more good days than bad days, and others experience the opposite. Such tendencies can affect how they feel about themselves in general.

For more than 20 years, scientists have suggested that high self-esteem is the key to success. Kids who feel good about themselves are supposed to do better in school, get in less trouble, and have fewer emotional and behavioral problems than do kids who have a low opinion of themselves.

Now, research is showing that a focus just on building self-esteem may not be helpful. In some cases, having high self-esteem can actually backfire—making people less likeable, more apt to get into fights, or more upset when they fail at something.

Instead of trying to boost your self-esteem, some researchers say, it's time to accept your faults and move on with your life.

Studies show that people with high self-esteem are less likely to be depressed, anxious, shy, or lonely than those having low self-esteem. They develop fewer eating disorders, they speak out more, and it's easier for them to strike up friendships. And some therapies that boost self-esteem have positive effects.

So, no one's saying that you should try to act or feel like a loser. Imagine scoring a goal in a soccer game, getting elected president of a club, doing well on a test, or making a new friend. Events such as these generally give you confidence and make you feel great. There's nothing wrong with that.

It's just that focusing solely on boosting your self-esteem probably won't solve all your problems and might even cause you more distress. Likewise, teachers often think that low self-esteem prevents kids from focusing on their schoolwork. That's not true either, there's no evidence that kids with high self-esteem do better in school."

It might work the other way around, though. Doing well in school could end up boosting your self-esteem.

The trouble with studying self-esteem is that people who say they have lots of it also tend to think of themselves as smarter, more attractive, and more likeable than the Average Joe. Their friends and teachers, however, don't always agree. Neither do psychological tests.

In the end, all types of people have problems.

In fact, people with high self-esteem can have big egos that might even make them less likeable than their more insecure peers in certain situations.

Getting too invested in self-esteem can also set you up for disappointment.

If you base your entire sense of self-worth on doing well in sports, for example, what happens if you get hurt? If getting good grades defines your identity, what happens if you fail a test?

Trying to prove we are good enough actually creates the opposite of what we want. We get stuck in our own misery without realizing it."

The best advice for now, researchers say, is to stop focusing on yourself and look around you at the world instead. Listen to and support other people. Try setting goals that are larger than yourself. Set out to create or build something. Find positive ways to contribute to society.

And if something sets you back, don't get down on yourself. Instead, try to find something you can learn from the situation.

The best therapy is to recognize your faults. It's OK to say, 'I'm not so good at that,' and then move on.

I can't help but want to post the poem we used for Choral Speaking two years ago. It's so dreadfully corny that I really want to post it online!

( Ha! )

Okay, guys and girls...

BI Flurry will be sold at the furthest corner of the dewan baru tommorow! Not the one currently under construction unless you want to risk life and limb...

It will be sold for RM 2, which is quite cheap; under the circumstances....

You will be given any ice cream flavour of your choice (choc, vanilla, strawb) + oreos
Any extra topping will cost you an additional RM0.50. You can choose from:
a) Milo powder
b) Any cereal that will be available then
c) Bits of crushed chocolate
d) Chocolate syrup

BUY BIFLURRY FROM THE AFTERNOON SESSION ENGLISH SOCIETY ON CARNIVAL DAY!!!