Friday, October 12, 2012

Lets Ace It!

All the best to the PMR candidates and hope you guys can ace it! Just remember to stay calm, be positive and pray for "leaked answers" to come to your mind when you're dreaming at night. 

Oh yeah, go search up for this book after the PMR and master it before you come to form 4. 

Buzan's Study Skills by Tony Buzan

The tricks and techniques inside the book will help you to sharpen up your studying skills and prepares you for exam even before you starts to prepare for it. 

For those of you who're sitting for your SPM, you can buy one and try it out after the exam ends. Good luck and remember, we are all awesome people in here. 

PS: Awesome starts with an A, so you already got an A in your life. :)

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Chapter 4

Chapter 4
“Wake up. Everyone, please wake up!” Ash Nair was almost hysterical as she tried to get her classmates to wake up.


Only a few moments ago, she had stirred from her oblivious slumber, expecting to find herself still in the bus after falling asleep unexpectedly. But to her dismay, she found herself in a dilapidated room, with broken windows and rotting wooden tables and chairs scattered around in the classroom-sized space.


All around her lay her classmates, the students of 5S, SMK The Star. All of them were out cold. What had happened? She didn’t know. The frantic girl only hoped that everyone was alive and okay.


Gradually, the others got up groggily, some rubbing the sleep from their eyes, some still reluctant to wake up but a few others sat straight up, alert to an unknown danger and wary of anything.


It didn’t take very long for the others to realise that they weren’t in a comfortable air-conditioned bus any more. In fact, they were sleeping on a dust-covered floor that might just have other undesirable things on it.


“What’s going on?”


“Where are we?”


“What happened?”


“Am I still asleep?”


The sound of a door squeaking open silenced the anxious chatters that were rising from the teenagers. A bald man strode into the room, followed by a couple of burly-looking guys that looked a little too much like thugs to be comfortable, wearing clothes that were all in black and having shades on.


“Who are you?” hissed Farid, surprising every one of his classmates in the room.
The bald man ignored the usually quiet boy and instead started to address the crowd, most of which had already gotten up from their more prone positions.


“Welcome, one and all,” he started, sounding and behaving as if he was speaking in front of a camera or before a crowd of adoring fans. “And congratulations. Let me introduce myself. My name is Kyle, I am a director. You have all been chosen to star in my special Battle Royale movie. It’s very simple, really. I wish to create a realistic survival movie in which teenagers, to wit, you will kill each other in order to survive and escape.”


At this, a collective gasp came from the 39 people present. What did he say? Kill each other?


“Settle down, settle down. Let me finish. Now there are a few rules you will have to follow for the duration of filming. Are we clear on this?” The question came as a surprise. Was he seriously asking them so that they could have a say or was he just posing a rhetorical question as a mind game?


“What if we refuse to comply?” Celine piped up, her voice steady and confident for some reason.


Kyle shrugged. “You die.” No one else said anything.


“Crystal clear, then. Firstly, to escape, only one can live. A little like the Hunger Games, no?” A raised eyebrow. No one responded. “Every one of you will be given a bracelet to wear, a tracker, obviously. It sends life signals, location and voice recordings to us. You might want to take note that the bracelet can cause an explosion that will kill the wearer and anyone else within three metres of him or her. It can be detonated by remote control” Kyle raised a sleek black rectangle that had a number panel and an ominous-looking red button on it. “Or if someone tampers with it.” He smiled devilishly, causing a number of the girls to shiver.


“Each of you will be given a weapon or a specific item besides a basic survival pack. Inside the pack will be some food, water, a simple map and the said weapon or item. You have approximately 72 hours – or three days, give or take- to complete this ‘game’. If time is up and more than one of you is still alive, boom goes the bracelets.


“There will be all kinds of things on the island – you’re on an uncharted island, by the way, so don’t try escaping unless you find being eaten by sharks entertaining. There is medicine, food, water, ammunition and all kinds of kit that you may find useful. Granted, they are all hidden, but I trust you resourceful kids will be able to find some of them. You are free to use anything and everything that you can find on this island, including this building. Though I don’t see how an abandoned school might help you out.


“Now, killing by any means necessary is highly recommended. After all, if none of you die by the time this is supposed to be over, all of you will. If any of you trying to escape or team up to rebel against us operators, you will be executed on the spot, without question. However, there is something good to this. The winner of this little ‘game’ will be allowed to escape and be granted one wish. I am done.”


Once again, frantic whispers arose from the students of 5S. They were being held captive by a madman and were being forced to play a very lethal game.


For the next half hour, each and every one of the teenagers was forced to put on a thin metal bracelet which could very well kill them if something happened. Once on, there seemed to be no line at all, making it look like a perfect circle around everyone’s wrists. Apparently, no one would be taking it off any time soon.


After that, they were given their weapons or items. There was no picking or bartering though, and it seemed they were given with no particular specifications. Everyone got what they got by their own luck and not by design.


“Good luck to you all and let the games begin.” That was the last thing Kyle said before ducking out the door, closely followed by his two thugs.


“This is ridiculous, it must be a joke,” announced Felix Culas. Not all of the others agreed with his sentiments but only a few spoke out.


“Sounds serious enough,” Natashya said.


“Please, it’s probably just an elaborate prank Ms Ann-Marie is playing on us.” Kelly sounded really confident.


“Can we just get out of here first? It’s kind of creepy.” Kaveeta pleaded, holding her Uzi submachine-gun awkwardly.


Soon enough, they had gotten out of the weather-beaten school building and into a small clearing filled with greenery. Insects chirped all around, but other than that, there was an eerie silence.
“What should we do now?” Amelia Wong asked once everyone was gathered loosely in the clearing.
“Maybe we should split up and go our own ways,” suggested Shixin, looking calm as ever. But what was that glint in her eyes? That almost hopeful sparkle?
“I don’t believe this. How can you guys think this is actually real?” Felix’s reiteration was loud and had a playful air to it.


The boy grabbed Ru Yin’s (who was standing nearby) Browning Hi-Power and aimed it at Ashvin’s head. Without any hesitation, Felix pulled the trigger. An explosive bang rang out and Ashvin fell backwards to the ground, never expecting that Felix would really shoot him.


Everyone was shocked, but not all of them were rendered motionless.


Felix’s hand shook, but not enough to drop the gun in his hands. Looking pale, he turned tail and ran into the dense foliage, leaving Shen and Ru Yin, who was now without a weapon.


The others? Slowly, they fled too. Many of them shocked that Felix had actually killed their class president. Everyone knew that it wasn’t a joke now.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Chapter 3


It feels like a set-up

“I’m sorry, what?” Asked Ivan, whom had been distracted by the loud noises of the Homo sapiens in the bus.

“I said, it feels like a set-up. This whole school trip thing” Sighed Syaza.

“So, what you’re trying to tell me is that the teacher spent hundreds to sponsor us all to this trip, just for a set-up? Yeah, sounds pretty reasonable”

“Not that la Ivan, Miss Ann-Marie is nice enough to set the whole trip for 5S, but WE here as seniors-becoming-chaperone-for-the-trip is definitely not a coincidence. I think Yuki, Darren and our lovely juniors here” – Syaza rolled her eyes – “purposely request for us two to be here. You do know how they love teasing us both, right?”

“Yeah, that might be true but looking at the bright side, we now have more quality time together, with the juniors I mean” Said Ivan with a grin.

“Like why in the world would I spend my precious time with you” Mumbled Syaza, yet still unable to hide her mouth from shaping a cheeky smile. “Wait till I get my hand on Yuki, she is so dead!”

“Right.....” Ivan drifted his eyes to the window.

                At the other side of the bus, Kelly Low was busy convincing Sham Siv to watch YGOTAS, her high-pitched voice can be heard even a mile away. Poor Sham could just nod her head in agreement.  Twin sisters Jesline and Vivien Tang overheard the conversation and joined in; their previous desire to sleep abandoned them as the four girls chat away in the bus.

                Shu Ern and Arreya were weirdly silent in the bus, still regretting their decision to join the bus trip instead of going shopping. In their mind, they could almost imagine the racks of fashionable dresses being crowded by shoppers, sparing not even an inch of the cloth for them.

                “Cheer up girls, you still got me right?” Benjamin said brightly.

                “Oh Benji, how would you know, those fabulous clothes will moan without us!” Weep Shu Ern.

                “No, my personal tailor can make up for all of it, no?” Winked Benjamin, immediately winning both of the girls’ heart.

                “Hmm..... tough proposal, at what cause?” Asked Arreya, her eyes already gleaming back to life.

                “The cost is that we all enjoy this one week of adventure and have fun!”

                “As you wish, master” Giggled both girls simultaneously.

                “Hey Farid, what are you doing?” Asked Ashvin.

No answer.

                “Suit yourself” Ashvin shrugged, trying his best not to be upset, since the situation of the bus was not suitable enough for him to sleep, he decided to find a friend to talk with. Since Farid – who was sitting in front - was now out of the list, he turned to Ru Yin and Chong RuYin who sat behind him.

                “Tham, Chong, what are you guys doing?”

                “Boring ourselves to death, wanna join?” Replied Tham.

                “Sure”

                “Ah shut it Shen, don’t mind him Ashvin, he’s just a little carsick. We were discussing about what interesting thing might happen when we got to the place. I mean seriously, why can’t Miss Ann-Marie just tell us where exactly is the destination? At least we can plan everything earlier” Chong said, a little bit worried about everything.

                “Well that’s the surprise Chong. Just let it go for awhile will you?” Shen snapped.

                “Woa, relax dude, and please hold it in kay? I don’t want to clean the whole bus up because of you” Chong rubbed Shen’s back, trying to calm his friend down.

                “Getting carsick doesn’t means that I’m going to barf, moron. But I’m fighting over a seriously huge headache over here”

                “Ah okay then. By the way, anyone actually talked to Sayyid yet? I mean, he’s as quiet as robo-guy over there, and he’s practically mute!”  Chong pointed to the particular guy who ignored Ashvin’s question earlier, the one who was shutting himself from the world with the help of his iPod.

                “First of all, Farid’s not mute, he can talk.... I think” Ashvin said. “and second, yep. I talked to him when we was waiting for the bus to come. He’s pretty nice, but mind seems to be somewhere else. Like he’s thinking over something important.”

                “Like the regrets he had for moving from his old school to this hell? Possibly.” Shen said, his fingers rubbing his forehead gently to decrease the headache.

                “Hell? I prefer mental prison thank you. For example, Kaveeta there, as you can see, is with her minions trying to make Kay Chloe’s life more miserable. If you look to the left, you can see Tim trying to sneak a frog into Lucas Yeoh’s shirt. Now look at your back, you can see our psychotic vice president, Clarissa Kor nagging Gynie Yeung concerning her way-to-colourful dress and care free life. And don’t even get me started on gigglish Ash Nair and Syasya Aqilah gossiping behind us.”

                “Well looking at the bright side, at least they’re not sleeping” Ashvin tried to justify their actions.

                “Natashya Khoo and Celine Wu is”

                “Ah just shut up will you?” Shen found his limit.

                Among the noisy students, Shixin Chng sat alone, looking through the window. In her hand was a small picture that she held firmly, like it’s the dearest thing for her. Though constantly, her eyes will drift to her classmates and settled on that guy. But then she’ll shook her head and continue on looking through the window, trying hard not to let the same thing from happening again – and yet she still do so.

                Three hours later, the commotions in the bus fade as the students start to feel drowsy. One by one felt asleep. Cheah, who was busy working on his short story, stopped for awhile and looked around him.

                “Umm..... Aifa? Don’t you feel odd? Everyone suddenly felt asleep, even Tim, and I thought he can’t sleep.” No reply, apparently Aifa had also joined her classmates in the land of dreams.

                “Great, even I feel drowsy” Yawned Cheah, but he tried to stand up to stretch, refusing to sleep because he wanted to finish up his work, but his feet failed him and he drifted to sleep, but not before he saw a rather peculiar sigh; the bus driver and Miss Ann-Marie were wearing oxygen masks...

Saturday, June 23, 2012

HELLLO!! :)

Hello guyss! :) know me? remember me? ahah. Never mind. I don't feel like introducing myself now. :P anyway, i've just posted to share my moment at the Maher Zain concert. yesss! he was just....fine. i mean his songs, and everything. i just love to go there again. yes. AGAIN. :) so..

i've no info. i've that info but just 'cekidaut' it at my blog. :)

ITS ME, MYSELF MEE.! BLOG.

JUST CLICK IT AND YOU'RE ON :)


THANKS.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Starstruck Battle Royale - Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

First step to doom...
One by one the students arrived at the front gate. Some of them shouting, hugging, teasing and even chasing each other. They are all in standing in groups, laughing and discussing on what they are planning to do, food they brought on the bus ride, new songs they downloaded. All except Farid who was sitting alone with ear plugs on and shutting the world away from him.
If it was up to Farid, he would have never agreed to come to this trip with a bunch of losers that is pretty much lifeless. He have so much more things to do but his mother and here constant nagging really got to him.
"That's nice, a trip. It's free too? You should totally go, Rid." his mother had said while cleaning the pots that were kept hidden in the cabinet for ages. It was not peculiar when his mother starts doing something unusual. She always finds something to occupy herself when his dad was away. That one time she decided to knock down the walls of his room and make a garden there. Or the time he almost got killed because of her.
"I'm not going, just telling you so you can say no when the teacher calls." Farid replied, not making eye-contact but flipping through the magazine left lying around.
"You have to go. It's better than staying here and drawing those terrifying portraits you seem to enjoy so." she said, shaking her head slightly. She then looks down at the sponge she was holding and started stuffing it in her shirt. 
Farid moved like lightning and took the sponge away from her. "No, mum. Besides, the drawings are true and real." Farid moved away and hid the sponge from her mother. He hates many things but drawing memorials of war or detailed drawings of man getting eaten by a tiger on canvas appeals to him. "I'm not going." he pressed firmly.
And here he was, sitting here, forced to go. He thought to himself, "At least I have my iPod, I can shut the world away." He would prefer to live in a world, free of anyone so he is free to do anything. He took out a sketchpad and continued the current masterpiece, the worms eating the insides of a human's gut. He smiled when he imagined the worms, eating a human from the inside, hollowing it and slowly killing the human. He was finally deep in his own world.

“Do the students all know Ivan and Syaza?” asked Miss Ann-Marie.
“Well most of us do. Well, if you don’t let me introduce them to you guys. Syaza is my sister and Ivan is her boy…I mean friend. He’s a friend.” Yuki said with a nervous laugh.
“Oh sod it, Yuki. We know their dating, kind of obvious, don’t you think?” Kaveeta laughed and pointed at Syaza and Ivan who was holding hands. They pulled their hands apart as soon as they realized that they have an audience. This caused them to all burst out laughing. Farid shake his head but he can’t stop the smile creeping on his lips.

*

The bus was cramped. The air smelled musty and the mixture of all different body odours. From the window, the sun high in the sky shines down on them. Some windows was covered by curtains to prevent the sun rays from entering while some are cranked down low to let some air roll in.  Beads of sweat trickled down faces of the students of class 5 Starstruck. Most students were sweating profusely and kept dabbing their foreheads with cloths. Kaveeta who was the head cheerleader was still looking fine with not a single hair out of place and crisp like it was just blow-dryed.
"Do you not sweat?" Yuki asked, shaking her head. Yuki is sitting opposite Kaveeta and she's annoyed at how everyone is sweating like pigs but Miss Oh-So-Perfect is sitting there, laughing without a single bead of sweat. Kaveeta has always been the popular cheerleader, the girl all the boys want to date. Sometimes Yuki wish that somebody will just tell Kaveeta off for being so vain and full of herself.
Kaveeta throw her head back and laughed. "Beautiful people doesn't sweat. I guess that's something you don't know about." That causes another round of laughter from her stuck up posse, Najihah, Amelia, Chan, Amber and Nalina.
"Since you don't sweat, why don't I help you?" Adrian said and reached forward to dump the contents of the water from his bottle on Kaveeta's head. Kaveeta screamed so loud that everyone had to cover their ears but all of them started laughing seeing her trying to find something to soak the water all over her.
"Thanks." Yuki said and smile at Adrian.
"No problem. Who wants to hear her gloat all the way anyway." Adrian said and turn back to his friend.
Kaveeta turned around and glared. Someone is going to suffer for this and she just knows who. 

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Hi everyone!

I'm finally here!!!

After months of dilly-dally on whether I should get a blog or not. 

Keep me updated!! :)

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Securities Commissions

No, I'm not applying to be a security guard.

I have my scholarship interview tomorrow morning at Bukit Kiara. I'm scared. I'm nervous. I'm wayyyyy terrified. Why? I suck at interviews. :/

My folder of certificates and all is prepared. My clothes for tomorrow is prepared. ( though I'm still thinking whether to go with my Mum's suggestion of wearing blouse and slack or go on with my original plan to wear baju kurung )

Now I need to go and prepare mentally. Pray for me guys. <3

Friday, April 13, 2012

Starstruck Battle Royale - Chapter 1


Chapter 1


It’s just a harmless school trip

                 A particular school day had been rather interesting for class 5 Starstruck. Partly due to the fact that Tim, the class clown, had been caught by the newly appointed homeroom teacher, Miss Ann-Marie for trying to slip a fake snake into her purse. He was punished so severely by the new, stunning teacher – by standing in front of the class for the whole period with the fake snake on his head without making any noise – that the teacher had earned new respect from the whole class in a short span of time.
                 “Okay, class, since the semester break is coming, are you planning on doing something?” Miss Ann-Marie asked innocently – while still glaring at Tim who tried his hardest to not laugh.
                 “I don’t think so, teacher, my parents will be busy overseas so I’m stuck at home“ replied Ashvin, the class president with a tendency to be kind to everyone.
                 “Noob” whispered a voice – Felix’s – from behind, causing some giggles from his pals, Darren, Adrian and the mischievous girls.
                 “Me and Arreya are planning to go to the big mall in the city, I heard the cute new dresses are already there to be purchased by us” Shu Ern winked at Arreya who winked back, God save their dads’ credit cards after they’re done with them. Some other enthusiastic students expressed their wishes to visit some places, some even said that they’ll just hibernate for the whole holiday.
                 “Farid? Are you with us?” The concerned teacher asked a silent boy who seemed to not be interested with the commotion. The boy named Farid looked up from his desk, blankly stared at the teacher and continued watching the wall. “Yes, Miss, I’m still here” replied Farid dully.
                 “Ahah, don’t worry, teacher, he’s always like that! Maybe he’s stuck in his own world?” Chuckled cheerful Lucas, trying his hardest to ensure that the new teacher was not offended by Farid’s action. The class buzzed on with excitement as they wait for the final bell for the first semester to ring, signifying the end of school for the semester; Tim seemed to be extra eager to end the class, seeing that he had been standing for a really long time now.
                 “Too bad if you already planned something for the holiday, because I’m proposing for us to celebrate the end of the semester together, how about that?” Ann-Marie’s sentenced echoed around the class; sparks begin to shine in the students’ eyes upon hearing that.
                 “Do I have your attention? Ah good, I’m thinking, since we’re free for 2 weeks, what about we all go on a school trip to somewhere fun? You know, like a fun park or someplace intriguing” Said the teacher with a smile a teacher shouldn’t have – especially among her own students.
                 “But teacher, where exactly? What about the fare, permission letters and such?” Asked the curious vice president of 5S who seems to find flaws and problems even as tiny as an amoeba.
               “All can be taken care of, I’ll call all your parents for the permission and even better, the fare will be sponsored by me, I came from a rich family, you know! The only requirements for you guys is to be standing by at the school gate with clothes and other necessary things enough for a 4 day trip. 1st of June, everyone agrees?” Miss Ann-Marie cheerfully explained that the location of their destination is to be remained a secret, but she promised that it will be “a trip of a lifetime” for everyone. Almost every student agreed with the plan immediately, even suspicious Claire decided that there’s no harm in that.
                 “Daryl, you’re going?” asked caring Aifa who perfectly knows that Cheah’s discomfort with other people.
                 “I don’t know, Aifa, maybe not” answered Cheah nervously to the only human in the school that he found comfort with talking to.
                  “Come on la Daryl, it’s just a harmless school trip. When else can we find a golden opportunity like this? I’ll definitely be going so I expect you to do so too. Come on, don’t make that face! It’ll be fun.” Aifa said innocently, completely unaware on how wrong her statement was.

Starstruck Battle Royale


Prologue

When the time comes, will you kill your own friends?


Class 5 Starstruck is like any other troublesome class you could think of. Teenagers together with different interests, pasts, and ambitions going to school, interacting with others and influenced by common things humans do. But 5S is special in some way; these 37 students had once been taught by a teacher. A single, fragile teacher who had chosen death over life. Perhaps this article could best describe the incident.

Local Teacher Commits Suicide

A teacher from SMK The Star has been found dead in her apartment on February 1.  The body was found by her neighbour, who reported hearing some weird noises from her apartment so she decided to check on Chow Qing, 37, who lives alone. “I was worried that she was being robbed or something, because I definitely heard some grunting and furniture being knocked down” says the neighbour who wished to remain anonymous. Needless to say, she was shocked by seeing Chow Qing hanging from the ceiling a rope around her neck.

Upon the arrival of the ambulance, Chow Qing was confirmed dead by committing suicide, local police did not find any clue that lead to murder. From the testimony from her neighbours and close contacts, it is believed that she was highly depressed for the whole week. No note was found in her apartment signifying that she had voluntarily committed suicide but with lack of evidence, the police closed the case and filed that Chow Qing had killed herself due to depression.

This particular incident is rather intriguing, considering that Chow Qing, who was the homeroom teacher for class 5 Starstruck had been trying her best to move to another class but her applications was rejected hardly by the principal. From here, a question wanders around the school; what had the class done that was so bad, that a teacher committed suicide?


This particular incident is rather intriguing, considering that Chow Qing, who was the homeroom teacher for class 5 Starstruck had been trying her best to move to another class but her applications was rejected hardly by the principal. From here, a question wonders around the school; what had the class did so bad, that a teacher committed suicide?

-O.N.E D.I.R.E.C.T.I.O.N-

Now, I will post something everyone agrees is awesome, adorable and all the nice adjectives that you can find. 

ONE DIRECTION!
BOYS. HEH. Girls just love 'em. Cute ones, especially. Like these guys
 Unless you've been living under a rock, you would have heard of One Direction, constantly making their rounds on the radio, getting into trouble and pulling ridiculous pranks and most of all, performing with their hearts and souls. Its all about the music and talent, no doubt. Plus, adorable-ness. And bangla-ness. I will get back to that "racist joke" statement later.


ALBUM: UP ALL NIGHT

Simon Cowell brought this band together when the boys' outstanding talents were recgonised on the X-Factor, by Nicole Scherzinger, mostly, who suggested that they form a band after the five did not qualify for the Boys' category. Wow, Simon sure knows how to put a band together. The classic band all girls would fall for, and boys approve of. Le Simon has skills. 
Simon Cowell has awesome skills

LE BOYS.
LIAM JAMES PAYNE. twitter.com/#!/real_liam_payne
Poor guy, he's afraid of spoons, but his voice is a deep, unique and he's so nice to look at. Yes, I am shallow, but he is!
Birthday: 29 August 1993 
From wikipedia: Payne had auditioned in 2008 toThe X Factor'fifth series when he was 14 and reached judges' houses, however, Simon Cowell thought he was not ready for the competition and asked him to come back in two years.
Instruments: piano, guitar.





BRILLIAM!

ZAIN JAWADD"ZAYN" MALIK.  twitter.com/#!/zaynmalik 
About the racist joke I made earlier, I don't care what anyone else thinks, but Zayn is MY bangla. He can be your whatever but he is my bangla. Bangla because personally, Zayn looks like a hot bangla. Vocal-wise, he sings like a bangla :) Problem sir? Okay, just to please people (do I have to?) he's half Pakistani and half Mat Salleh.
Birthday: 12 January 1993
From wikipedia: Malik didn't fit in at his first two schools due to his heritage, revealing that when he and his sister moved schools he felt he fit in better.
 At bootcamp, he sang "Make You Feel My Love" before being rejected and put into One Direction. Malik was noted for becoming nervous in bootcamp, and when he was told he had to dance, he decided to remain backstage, effectively running the risk of elimination. Cowell noticed Malik missing from the dance routine and went backstage and convinced him to return.
Instruments: ehm... triangle, anyone?








NIALL JAMES McHotIrishdude HORAN.twitter.com/#!/niallofficial
Niall is quiet, he swears like a brother and we love him to bits. We do. He sings like a brother, he plays guitar like a pro and he jumps the "Niall Jump" like a cheerleader! N-I-A-L-L! Niall!
Birthday: 13 September 1993
From Wikipedia: Horan revealed his parents took note of his singing during a car trip, "My aunt said she thought the radio was on. Exactly the same thing happened to Michael Bublé with his dad. He's my absolute hero so I like the fact we have a similar story."[66] In 2010, he auditioned as solo candidate for the seventh series of The X Factor, performing "So Sick", receiving mixed comments from the judges present at his audition, with Louis Walsh in his favour. Two other judges voiced doubts about his abilities, with three votes out of four he was sent to bootcamp where he sang "Champagne Supernova", failing to qualify for the "Boys" category. He was put in One Direction.

Nialler Jump!





LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON.twitter.com/louis_tomlinson

Mario. With the suspenders and all, he is a Mario. His vocals are the bomb, I honestly wish that he and Niall had more solos. I love his stupid flippy hair and his eye twitch.
Birthday: 24 December 1991(OMG BEFORE CHRISTMAS!)
From Wikipedia: In 2010, Tomlinson auditioned as solo candidate for the seventh series of The X Factor with the song "Hey There Delilah", receiving a "yes" from all three judges. At bootcamp, he sang "Make You Feel My Love" before being rejected and put into One Direction.
Instruments: PIANO LIKE A PRO






HAROLD EDWARD "HARRY" STYLES.twitter.com/#!/harry_styles
CURLY HAIR! CURLY FRIES! Just about everything is getting curlier and curlier by the minute. Harry has an individual distinguish-ness about his face, his voice is the epitome of beautiful and he's super funny. Youngest in the band.
Birthday: 1 February 1994
From Wikipedia: Styles was the lead singer for the band White Eskimo with band members lead guitarist Haydn Morris, bass guitarist Nick Clough and drummer Will Sweeny.[85] He auditioned for The X Factor with "Isn't She Lovely", receiving positive comments from two of the three judges, with Louis Walsh having doubts on whether he was ready to progress in the competition. At bootcamp, he sang "Stop Crying Your Heart Out", before being rejected and put into One Direction



Isn't he lovely?

UPDATES: Harry and Zayn were recently clubbing, and Louis and Zayn recently got lost down under (Australia).

One Direction 5 minute doodle.
One Direction members- done! Maybe next time, I'll post a "How to dress like One Direction."
*Everyday I'm Directioning. Join me!
**Trespassing by Adam Lambert rescheduled for release 15th May (Regards to le last entertainment post)
***Irrelevant: Cheer practice officially starts next week :/ oh dear

Thursday, April 12, 2012

I don't know what to talk about ... I dunno how to relive this group but hey what's your thoughts of reincarnation. One of my friends did an oral Presenration on this topic and it ended up really touching and sad... Her cousin sister eventually died of brain tumor and what surprised her family now is that her little brother is acting and having the same passion like her cousin. Both of them love eggs and chocolates. What was even more shocking is that her little brother had the same scars as her cousin sister had before. To her cousin sister, the scars were the symptoms of brain tumor. Now, her family is scared that her brother might gets brain tumor too... Everyone in the class were shocked because we never knew it was her little brother and her cousin sister. until the end of her oral presentation only she started telling that the girl who died was her cousin sister and now her brother is having that risk too...

Friday, March 30, 2012

Camping

Hi all.

This blog is getting dustier. *blow dust away* Anywayyy. Nothing much to say, except that I'm off to camp in a few hours' time. Can't wait to go. I miss camping, :'( Heee.

I'll write more (hopefully) after the camp. And hopefully by then I'll get some answers about my scholarship applications. Fingers crossed everyone. Take care:)

Loves, Syaza

Friday, March 16, 2012

GLITTER-GLAM DAY, EVERYONE!!!

... OH MAH GAWWDDD I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE!
Oh well... Adam Lambert's new album, awe-sparkly-somely titled "Trespassing" will be out very soon. Like, after March... everyone can go flood Speedy and Rock Corner, and go support his music. Let's hope he comes to Malaysia too :'D Yours truly couldn't go to his Glam Nation tour two years ago (14th October 2010) due to examinations... -.-"



Few years back he looked like this :D

Anyways, this is how to be a... G.L.A.M.B.E.R.T!!! Hardcore-style.

*Insert the word "glam" in every word possible. Example: "glamily"(family), glamazing (amazing)... and yeah, all the rest.

*Live in Glam Nation. Like "Glamasia" but it sounds like a disease :/ "Glamazon"sounds nicer and disease-free-er.

*Develop an interest in Bill Kaulitz... seriously. Adam looks up to this fellow's style. :) It's kind of 80's glam-rock, very vintage, very make-your-mark, very attention-grabbing(ly) cool. I'll have to admit, he's prettier than me. Not now though. Whatever you do, DON'T Google "Bill Kaulitz 2012". He looks very... un-pretty. But all the same, I respect his change of style. Simply because he is THE Bill Kaulitz, and I should respect my elders. :D
**---> from the last sentence, I have to say, Bill Kaulitz fans will either love or hate Adam Lambert. It's always war between the Aliens and Glamberts.
Pretty boy Bill Kaulitz.
*Dress like you're awesome :D. Get yourself some eyeliner (please no "pirated" eyeliner. We don't want to risk eye infections) and smudge it all over your eyes like a glam queen/king.

*Support gay marriage. I dunno, we all do, Glamberts do. So does Daniel Radcliffe :'D

*Fans can come and go, Glamberts stay loyal... for like, forever. That's our tagline, one of it anyway. Follow Adam's twitter (@adamlambert), don't bother adding him on Facebook (seriously, I'd hate to be bothered by million's of people who chatted with me all the time starting with the lines "I LOVE YOU!" "MARRY ME!"... and so on, so forth.

*Be very brave. Face the world, push the envelope, break the boundaries. If you love a man who moves mountains, why can't you do the same? I know I'm trying my best... but I believe I'll do better when I'm older. Don't give a glitter to what anyone thinks about you. You know what you are, you know your potential, don't let age be a limit, and have lots of fun pushing boundaries! :'D

A lot of things to ponder in this video. "Better than I know Myself," by Adam McHottie Lambert.


Before he became famous... he was also really awesome.

Yep, I had to make this blog post as innocent as possible. I'm writing about THE man who kissed his bassist on stage at the American Music Awards (2009). Yep, Adam is THAT awesome.


~*~Glitter, Leather, Lace, Love~*~

*sorry, did I just annoy everyone?... I'm awfully sorry if I did. Sorry with glitter on top.

Chic reads

I really don't know what to write...so instead I'll give you a list of books that I really think you guys should read. 

1. Teen Idol
2. How to be Popular
3. All-American Girl (1&2)
4. Pants on Fire

And if you've already noticed, yes, they are all Meg Cabot books. It was a sudden craze which got me hooked onto her books. So if you are into romantic stuff, chic lit and happy endings, these are books that you should really flip through, cover to cover. 

Nothing for the guys yet. Sorry XD.

Sincerely,
The Super-Nerd.

The Art of Being Bored.

Just a poem I wrote.

The Hows and Whys of Suicide

Through the days and mornings bright,
She fakes smiles and feigns delight.
For monsters hunt her in the night,
And she tells no one of her plight.

When the sun sets, as it must,
Walls and facades crumble to dust.
Into her room she runs fast,
Where she is rid of her fragile mask.

In truth, she only wants
To fall into the ocean deep;
In hopes of finding what she seeks,
Her heart’s heaven, lost with sleep.

In truth, she only wants,
To fall into the abyss never ending;
In hopes of ridding herself
Of guilt’s kiss, so cold yet tempting.

In truth, she only wants,
To fall into the darkness impenetrable;
In hopes of escaping unseen
From life’s demons, their search unending.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

:) BONJOUR!

HELLO! ANYBODY HOME? NO..=='

so, i just have 0.000 stories to inform that may be interesting to this blog, so i'll just proceed on how all of you the longlisted Startruck! getting on? any things to share among here? i just wish you guys have a great year and im typing just to inform how much i still ALIVE. and BREATHING in this beautiful world. :)

hope to hear from you soon,
sincerely,

the girl you never know she exist :P

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Post #2

Hola everyone~

It's half a twin here, and I just wanted to say it was super-duper awesome to have known all of you guys, even if it was just virtually for a few months. First things first, I suck at operating blogs...so don't be surprised if I am MIA most of the time...but hey, I'm leaving more space for you guys to publish your creations, so consider me the most "generous" member here XD

Anyway, I am an avid reader, so I'd really love to see you guys post your works up here too ^^

So far...that's all I have to say...so cheers to you awesome people!!!

Friday, February 17, 2012

Le Mark

*Clears throat*

Greeting subjects. I am hereby here reporting as an authorfor the awesomely awesome We Are What We are.Awesome blog. Mostly because of a certain vampire who will not be named, complained that there are authors of this blog are not doing their duties *coughmecough*. So to other authors, you know who you are, come write something!

I won't be saying much, just here to mark my existence. You know, like how cats pee to mark their territory.

Proper territorial marking
Ahem, territorial markings aside, cheesy part to come in. Everyone, lets make this journey educational and fun! Hope we learn from each other. I see amazing writers breathing in our shared space and I shamelessly admit I got intimidated.But there are those of you who are are very welcoming. Thanks.These two facts keep a healthy competition going for us. Thank God we made it!


STARSTRUKIANS :D YAY!

Just want to say that this is THE most awesome group ever :3
I as a fellow starstruck member is grateful to be with you guys and gals and although I'm not a writer yet I'm a ambassador yippee :D
Yea sorry for my rudeness lately wasn't in the mood that's why these emotes keep coming up as my replies -----> ._. .-.
I know many are working on their assignments as we speak just wanted to wish the best of luck to everyone GAMBATTE NEH!! >:D

Just a small note well unlikely small xD that I'm currently have two stories that are a work in progress both are fantasy like stories. I love writing stories caused it gives me a chance to expand my imagination ~v~
My second story has a more organised plot while my first story has a more interesting plot. Odd enough wondering why can't I just add those two factors into one story instead I have no idea myself .__.
My first story is currently at chapter fourteen and my friend in school was one of the first to have read my draft and yea multiple grammatical,spelling mistakes but the plot is interesting.

Right that's all for now if my story one day becomes a published book I'll be sure to send you guys a copy of it for CnC :3

Alive and kickin'

Hyep people, Farid's here to haunt again.
Seems like this blog's starting to gain more authors but no publicity and that's where I come in.
TO THE AUTHORS, START WRITING and I'll handle the editing and such (helps are welcomed btw)

Owh, and I'd updated my personal blog an wrote about my experience on Starstruck there, make sure you read it ;)

Sincerely,
Farid Taqiuddin a.k.a. Vampire "I-Do-Not-Sparkle" Writer

My blog

http://taqiuddin-unique.blogspot.com/

Monday, February 13, 2012

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Hello again! :) Nice to meet all of you great here. So, i would like  to say bunch more much  congratulations to those who make it to the shortlist! regardless ambassadors. Those who don't, its not a big deal! You can try again and again next year! we can still talked here and share our thoughts! :) good luck in everythings you do.! and those those who chosen, get up to a heavy dose of tasks! -Nur Najihah-

p/s: invite you to my new blog www.bubblyhere.blogspot.com

Sunday, February 12, 2012

It's All About Me! Me! AND ME!!!!!!!

YESH PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I YAM BACK! (no wait, I can't be back from nowhere! This is my first post!)

Anyway, I'm glad to be contributing here. I just luuuuurve writing. I am not really gonna make any point in this post. So, it's a kind of... wasting-my-time-to-pass-time kinda things.

So yeah! I blog, a lot. Or used to, actually. I compose songs (don't expect it to be on Youtube. I'm video-shy. AND DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!), I write poems, short stories and completed a novella three years ago (I don't know where I kept the book but it's not really a great piece, so whatever!)...

Actually, I love reading more than writing. I write only because sometimes, I feel like I can do better than that particular author. Or sometimes, I just wanna be inspired. Or maybe just b*tch talk about anything. Ya know... let it all out.

Since this is supposed to be a random post (is it?), I'll tell you:

5 Reasons Why I Hate Fridays:
1) Because Fridays means missing the hang out time with my friends.
2) Because I sleep late and wake up with a really bad 'hangover' on Saturday.
3) Because there's two lazy days ahead which make me feel guilty cause I won't study. Not even try to.
4) Because there's good and evil Fridays (Good Friday and Black Friday).
5) Because Rebecca Black sang about it.

See? Told you Friday sucks. Okay, maybe not YOU. But I told someone before. I just don't remember who.

I'm gonna sign off but before that, here's another random suggestion:
READ THE HUNGER GAMES TRILOGY!!!!!!
IT.
IS.
AWESOME!

The Most Beautiful XD,
Clarissa K.W.

Honey, the name says it all. AWESOME.

I cannot believe it. 
THE MOMENT WE HAVE ALL BEEN HOPING FOR, NO... DREAMING FOR...STRIVING FOR...FIGHTING FOR... 
It's all boiled down to this.
: ) 

CONGRATULATIONS to all who made it!


I THINK WE ARE GOING TO HAVE TONS OF FUN, DON'T YOU?


















I sure am.
SO, as I said ALL THAT I HAVE HAD TO SAY IN MY DAZED STATE. CIAO PEOPLE. LOVE YOU GUYS : )


XOXOXOXOXOX,
SHARKGIRL - KAVEETA


THE FEELING I HAVE RIGHT NOW :

EXCITED, DAZED, STUNNED, THRILLED, AMAZED, CONFUSED, OVER WHELMED AND KILLER CRAZY HYPER WITH A TOUCH OF OTHER INDESCRIBABLE EXAGGERATED FEELINGS.


So. I make total sense?

Game One: Begin

I got back home from school today with the initial thought of revising my studies for the upcoming tests this week. But all of that seemed practically impossible with my smarthphone by my side and with the Wi-Fi modem on. So with half of my concentration on reading up on ICT and the other half of my concentration focused on fumbling with my phone, naturally, the first thing I did was checked out my Facebook notifications. Just like I'd expect, I did get notifications from the Starstruck long-listed team, after checking them out only did I notice the Oh-So-Shocking news of the pre-leaked Starstruck! 2012 shortlist. Needless to say I was gawking at my phone screen for 5 minutes at the list of names. After minutes only did the news finally register into my brain together with all the epic inner girl scream and so on. So I would like to take the opportunity to say congrats to everyone who made it through (regardless of being a writer or an ambassador) and to those who did not, bear in mind that this is not the end of the road for you. Success never comes without failure. There's always a next time and a whole lot other brighter opportunities for you out there in life. So try not to be too depressed if you are. Here's cheers for the new roller coaster ride up for us 2012 Starstruckers! May the new year be filled with new writing experiences and meeting new friends. It's going to be a whole new ball game.


I'm still writing!

Well well isn't it a long wait? Our wait has been paid off! I was worried when i saw my name on the ambassador list and eyes blurred with tears appeared out of disappointment. My mind was filled with confusions, confusions and confusions. But when Kaveeta aka sharkgirl tagged me to a post...guess what? Ambassadors get to write too!!! I officially got to breath happily. By the way CONGRATULATIONS to all starstruckers! and ambassadors too. For the ones who are not selected.....wait wait.....sorry! Who said you are not selected??? You are! You guys can still barf your work on write stuff section riiiiight? Again the non-stop word of wisdom- i know you might be making faces for the repeated advises but hey we are supporting you- DONT GIVE UP, ITS NOT THE END OF WORLD!
Hi!congrats to everyone that make the cut! To those who didn't get congrats too! All of you have been very awesome.. You guys seriously brighten my day with the craziness:)-syasya-

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Congratulations :)

Hello all :)

Sooooooooooooo. The list is out, and may I say CONGRATULATIONS to those who were selected as the teen writers. *thumbs up* You guys are A.W.E.S.O.M.E. And to those 32 people selected as ambassadors, even though we didn't make it as a 'writer', we're still in the team, so CONGRATULATIONS too.

To those people who didn't make it, it's alright. We still have this blog and our Wordpress blog for you guys to continue writing and posting articles / short stories. Never stop the passion for writing to burn out, just work hard and try again next year. There is always another way for you to show your love for writing. (Y)