Book Review: One Weird Day at Freekham High: Pigeons

One Weird Day at Freekham High: Pigeons    [4]     By Steve Cole

Loads of freaky things had happened,

At Freekham High - a progressive school,

Dive bombing swarm of pigeons came from nowhere,

Dropping droppings everywhere they could find,

Costumes went missing by the dozen,

Fido-dido goes off the hook,

Revenge is brewing in the air,

As Killer Collien is getting the boot,

Freekham ghost had came to roam,

Its clanging and rattling,

Its moaning and groaning,

Had got most students convinced,

What’s really going on, you might ask,

Tell me the truth and I want no lies,

Well, my answer’s short so listen carefully,

You just gotta read the book!

Also recommended according to sequence: 
1) One Weird Day at Freekham High: Thumb
2) One Weird Day at Freekham High: Sock
3) One Weird Day at Freekham High: Ouch!

Comment: “Hilarious to a certain degree.”

A letter of apology

To:

            Saying ‘sorry’ and admitting one’s faults are two of the hardest things to do even though it has only five letters in the word ‘sorry’ but that is the main reason that we, the young ‘ladies’ in the class 5S1, is trying very hard to do. Please listen to what we have to say. For not attending the special assembly yesterday, we admit - it is wrong. We are sorry. It is totally wrong of us to let the whole school’s female population (including the three female discipline teachers, namely, Miss Teh, Madam Judy Ooi and Madam Choy) to wait for us, even though we did not actually knew it at first until Miss Teh told us. We are sorry.

We knew - it is not respectful of us to allow teachers to wait for us. And, so, we would like to sincerely apologise with all our hearts that we did not meant it. We do respect every teacher in this school for their willingness to teach, to impart their vast knowledge to the younger, ignorant generation even though we might not seem so. We did not realise, at first, that our actions are actually disrespectfulness. We are sorry.

Everybody will make mistakes sometime in their lives. Humans are not perfect. We knew what our mistake is and we will make sure that this will be the last, and we really mean last, mistake that we will be making during our time, our life in our beloved second home - SMJK Chung Hwa Confucian. Please, please allow us to leave this home with our cherished happy memories instead of sad ones. We are sorry.

From the deepest recesses of our very souls, we truly would like to seek forgiveness from you all - the whole school - as we might have caused other inconveniences to other people that we, ourselves, might not realise. We are sorry.

We are indeed wrong in this case this time but we really, really understand and know what we had done is very wrong. For all our contributions to our school throughout our secondary years, we knew it is not enough to cover this major mistake  - it will never be enough but we do know we are wrong, there’s no excuse for that, and we would like to apologise again, without pretence, to the whole school - all the teachers and students. We are sorry.

We had learnt a very valuable lesson from this nerve-wrecking experience. We will never, ever repeat this mistake again and all we hope now is your forgiveness. It is this forgiveness that will soothe our troubled souls. Please pardon us. We are sorry.

As Steven Covey had said in his best seller, ‘One kind word can warm three winter months’. In our case, it is the ‘I forgive you. I’ll give you all a second chance.’ that will keep us together for the years to come. It is these words that will let us remember the terrible mistake that we had made when we are in Form 5 and that will make us remember not to repeat that mistake ever again. We are truly sorry.

Please. Please just give us a second chance, a second shot to redeem ourselves and our class’s remaining pride. We are sure that this second chance will make all the difference in our lives. This is the important turning point of each of our lives and we really wish that we will be able to obtain forgiveness and the second chance. Our future lies in your hands.

Thank you.

Yours sincerely,
5S1


"This was the letter that I wrote on behalf of my class to apologize. Our future is on the line here and I had to make this sound good. But now, I read it again and I think it sounds cheesy lol~" S.Y.

A Brief History of Time

A well-known scientist (some say it was Bertrand Russell) once gave a public lecture on astronomy. He described how the earth orbits around the sun and how the sun, in turn, orbits around the center of a vast collection of stars called our galaxy. 

At the end of the lecture, a little old lady at the back of the room got up and said: “What you have told us is rubbish. The world is really a flat plate supported on the back of a giant tortoise.” 

The scientist gave a superior smile before replying, “What is the tortoise standing on.” 

“You’re very clever, young man, very clever,” said the old lady. “But it’s turtles all the way down!”

Most people would find the picture of our universe as an infinite tower of tortoises rather ridiculous, but why do we think we know better? What do we know about the universe, and how do we know it? Where did the universe come from, and where is it going? Did the universe have a beginning, and if so, what happened before then? What is the nature of time? Will it ever come to an end? Can we go back in time? Recent breakthroughs in physics, made possible in part by fantastic new technologies, suggest answers to some of these long standing questions. Someday these answers may seem as obvious to us as the earth orbiting the sun – or perhaps as ridiculous as a tower of tortoises. Only time (whatever that may be) will tell.

We find ourselves in a bewildering world. We want to make sense of what we see around us and to ask: What is the nature of the universe? What is our place in it and where did it and we come from? Why is it the way it is? To try to answer these questions we adopt some “world picture.” Just as an infinite tower of tortoises supporting the fiat earth is such a picture, so is the theory of superstrings. Both are theories of the universe, though the latter is much more mathematical and precise than the former. Both theories lack observational evidence: no one has ever seen a giant tortoise with the earth on its back, but then, no one has seen a superstring either.

However, the tortoise theory fails to be a good scientific theory because it predicts that people should be able to fall off the edge of the world. This has not been found to agree with experience, unless that turns out to be the explanation for the people who are supposed to have disappeared in the Bermuda Triangle!

Einstein once asked the question: “How much choice did God have in constructing the universe?” If the no boundary proposal is correct, he had no freedom at all to choose initial conditions. He would, of course, still have had the freedom to choose the laws that the universe obeyed. This, however, may not really have been all that much of a choice; there may well be only one, or a small number, of complete unified theories, such as the heterotic string theory, that are self-consistent and allow the existence of structures as complicated as human beings who can investigate the laws of the universe and ask about the nature of God.

Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe? The usual approach of science of constructing a mathematical model cannot answer the questions of why there should be a universe for the model to describe. Why does the universe go to all the bother of existing? Is the unified theory so compelling that it brings about its own existence? Or does it need a creator, and, if so, does he have any other effect on the universe? And who created him?

A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawkins

Heart-to-heart talks

You know, I have always envied people who had friends that they could open their whole self to. 

Despite my closeness with my friends, I do not feel so. Neither could I talk about anything personal with my parents as well. The nights where I would stay awake and talk to my soft toys and try to figure out the best course of action, the nights when I hugged my pillows as I cried myself to sleep, the nights where I would think of the future and the past, the nights where I'd think about all the stuff that I'd talk about if I had someone to discuss it with....

Perhaps I'm just a too private a person. I can't bear letting people know too much about me - stuff about me that I think matters the most. You've seen backstabbing happening in the movies or drama series, yeah well, I guess I do have this sort of fear that one day, who knows, my friends might just turn on me - it's best to keep important stuff to myself. But, I'm yearning to know what other people think, I need opinions besides myself as to whether I should change, I want to see if there are other perspective to things, other ways to solving a problem...

I'm also scared of one last something... that I'm even too scared to disclose it here~ knowing that this blog isn't really private. It's about feelings, that's as much as I can hint.

Sigh, I will never be able to get this insecurity about me to release myself from my own bonds. Not without help, not without an outmost sense of trust (that I currently don't feel that way about any of that I know of) and care. 

In this world, in the end, you can only rely on yourself - not your friends, colleagues, or even family.

Perhaps I am the one growing up?

I moan about how my friends are growing up and maturing and that I'm still the same old me... then I realised... No! I'm no longer the same old me.

I'm maturing as well but perhaps in a different way, a different direction, heading off into a place where only I understand~ what a dreary place it is! But well, I've made my choice - I know my dreams and I know I'm on the path there.

But then, that place have new environs, new friends to be made, new stuff to do and be learned!

Anyways, I'm too tired to cont writing this. Cya ltrz!

Convocation 21/10/12

My family-1 and I <3 nbsp="">

Yayyy!!! We officially graduated!!

My friends and I <3 nbsp="">

Me smiling widely with my gifts and scroll :P
(The rest of the gifts are at home lol)

What else could I say?

Seriously, one day before my convocation, I was thinking along the lines of 'Yayy!!! I'm meeting my friends again!' 1st, then 'Yayyy! I'm graduating and getting my degree!' 2nd and thirdly, 'Yayyy! I'm going back to Kampar~' <- okay that might be a bit fake LOL~

Anyway, had a very fun-filled convocation with LOTS of photos!!! and 2-days in Ipoh ^^

A very big thank you goes to Ah Ying who housed us for 2 nights, her mom bought/gave us so much gifts, she belanja us makan so much :D Ah Huan, for coming even though she had work tmr :) and Ah Wen, for coming and accompanying me so I won't feel too out of place or awkward (especially when hanging out with Kar Leong and the rest of the guys). Last but not least, Ah Leong, even though she was not there as much :P, but because of jodoh, we also can meet one last time (before we go back to Pg) at Long Fong Kwok =)

I wonder what the rest of the days will bring us to? Tmr, Ah Ying's going to Singapore to work. Ah Leong will have a friend when she finds a job in Sg as well. Ah Wen and I will be in Pg and Ah Huan will be in Ipoh. Maybe during weekends we can go visit her~ she sounds really lonely there. We could cheer her up :)

See how first~ and also Ah Wen's bday surprise ehehehe :P (as a 'payback' for her little prank when she almost pushed my face into the cake lol :P but my prank leh is not as bad one lar~ it's a good sort of prank ^^ maybe can't call it prank also, but well, will need to plan with Ah Huan and see how :))

Okay, tmr got work liao lor and gotta go discuss proposal >.< Feeling awfully lazy lol :P Anyway, am super tired so yeah, nite nite!

My thoughts on people who commit suicide

Well, honestly, I do not respect anyone who take their own life. I mean like yes, you are your own master and you control your own life but do you have any idea how many people your death will affect? The easiest way is NOT always the best way.

Despite this, if somehow, one day, I've completely lost any respect for myself, I might even consider going down the road of no return. Just sayin'