I will thus create a..

Topic of no decent use.

This topic is useless.

Stop reading!!

Its just a piece of writing.

That is basically useless.

But it will thus become useful.

When you have read it completely.

Ignoring the third sentence in this topic.

Following the sentence that comes in two sentences.

That will create a basic phrase.

Non usable by future generations.

Read the useless.

To find the truth.

That will surely prevail.

In order to prevent.

Total disharmony.

In peace that drops slow.

For the linnet's wings.

Cover the bright blue sky.

And in time drops red.

The whole globe is rendered.

Black fills the ocean.

Brown fills the sky.

Red fills the ground.

Life is no longer available.

In the deep heart's core.

SO please keep in mind.

That this is not a poem.

Neither is it a song.

However to find the meaning.

You have to get along.

With this black scorny ranting.

That makes everybody panting.

While eating red dates.

Hovering over dark plates.

Open the eyes of the blind.

Mine the gold of the mind.

Create a bridge of gold.

Thus overcoming the dangers of mold.

Hence creating an irresistible cold.

SO cover your eyes while it happens.

It just so never did.

A pitiful topic it is.

Another Strangest thing Stranging

Today was my parent teacher day, or mostly known as "REPORT CARD DAY". At first, I just went to school with a happy face, thinking that my parents must be happy that I got number 3 in class (Even when I have a wee percentage of 65.2).

I drew the number 30 and the queue now is at 25. So I waited and waited and waited.

When it was my turn I hopped onto the middle seat. In front of me was my form teacher, Pn. Dora and my EST teacher, Pn Ruby.

Pn. Dora : Bla bla (Non interesting stuff)

(SUDDENLY)

Pn. Dora : This Monday, you will belong to 4A.
Me: *Gasp*
Pn. Dora : Yeah. With this few people (The top 5 people)
Pn. Ruby: Its up to you whether you want to or not.
My Dad: (Bla bla bla bla rasional thinking bla bla bla)
My Mum: (Bla bla bla bla comfortable in 4B bla bla)
Me: I think I should remain in 4B because me and my 4 friends are always competing. This gives me the motivation to archieve greater heights and bla bla(Other)
My Dad: Friends don't bring you far bla bla bla
Pn Ruby: Yeah. I advice you against that. You have a better opportunity in 4A compared to 4B.
My Mum: But if you are not feeling comfortable in 4A, then your results would not be that sactisfying too.
My Dad: (Bla bla bla bla friends pull you down bla )
My Mum: From kindergarten until now, I have been making decisions for you. Now its the time to make decisions for yourself.
My Dad: (BLA BLA BLA DISADVANTAGE IN FRIENDS BLA BLA)
Me : I...
(My Dad cuts in)
My Dad: (Bla bla bla bla friends pull you down bla bla bla)
Me: *aherm!* I..
(My Dad cuts in again)
My Dad: (Bla bla bla rational thinking bla bla bla)
Pn. Dora: Oh okay, if you don't really feel like going to 4A, you can find MR Lau now.
Me: Now?
Pn. Dora: Yes. Now.

(These few parts was unneccesary so I cut it out)

(Back at school)

My Mum: Let me follow.
Me: No need. Im just going to get the 4A timetable.
My Mum: Come here. Let me tell you something.
Me: ?
My Mum: Take me to the principal's office.
Me: ?
My Mum: I will try to tell him to let you stay in 4B. You know your dad, you can't really argue with him. He has such a small mind that even a small gupi(Chinese for kutu) can't fit in it. He has such a closed point of view that everything you say can't get to him.

(Principals office)

My Mum: Where's the principal?
Pn. Belinda: Somewhere out there~~

(Walked outside for 5 minutes)

(Back at principal's office)

Principal: Take a seat.
(Bla bla bla after talking)
Principal. (Bla bla bla bla it will trouble me bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla.. blabla?? blabla~~ bla? blablablablabla, BLA!! bla bla bla bla, bla bla. bla bla bla bla , bla bla.)

(Session failed)
(Game Over)

And so, It was a sad day for me.
Goodbye friends from 4B! I will miss the teachers too..

The Strangest Strange Stranging

I just found out something very much exciting today. As I was going for my usual violin lesson (yay) I realized I needed to pay the fee for this month, April. (RM60) When I gave the cashier the money, she looked at me and said...

"Did your teacher tell you that fees will increase to RM80 from this month onwards?"

Me: (Oh dang, I was not let in on something... right??) uh.... Yeah (Lets just lie for this moment)
Cashier: I was not sure whether its this month or next month. You can ask your teacher later.
Me: Okay, I'll go ask now. Please take these RM60 first. (Oh the feeling of money slipping away from me..)

*Walks up the stairs*

Ooo what a coincidence. The teacher was coming down. Ha... haha..

Me: Teacher, does the fee increase to RM80 this month or next month?
Teacher: This month.
Me: *puts on confused face*
Teacher: After all, Im gonna let you be Grade 2 now.
Me: Okay.. ( WAIT.. WHAT??? GRADE 2??? YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME I JUST CAME HERE THE YEAR BEFOREEEEEE )
Teacher: Do your "Theory" outside first.
Me: Okay. (Oh my goodness I didn't bring my pencil box)

*Sees a pencil on the table*

Me: uh, thats gonna do for today... (What about the eraser?????)

*Figures that I may have to just do less mistakes*

*Opens theory book*

Me: B flat Major... *flips the page* B, E and A flat..

*Draws on a wrong line instead*

Me: (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Teacher: (Name), You can come in now!!
Me: (Nice timing..)

*Waltzes into the room*

Teacher: Take out your violin.

*The usual trend. 15 minutes wasted*

Teacher: I gotta do something. Practice on your own first.
Me: (Flips to page 34)

*After 10 long minutes of self practicing*

Teacher: Im back!
Me: (Ha..haha...)
Teacher: About before(Saki kara), The grade two thingy..(Kono "Grade 2" no mondai wa..) I will let you be grade two now but you'l take the exam next year.
Me:( Is that even legal?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! )
Teacher: Play this piece , that piece, followed by this piece over here, this and that piece, also add on this piece to the first one and subtract the sum of its roots and play the piece after it and multiply it by twelve, finding the functionof x and let the roots be alpha and beta. ( Oh wait.. is that what he even said????!!!)

*just follows the flow*

Teacher: Be right back. You can keep your violin and do your Theory outside.
Me: (Blablablabla)

*Spies an eraser on the way out*

*Greed is overcoming me*

*snatches*

*Leaves a message saying i was borrowing it and will return it before going home*

*does theory quietly*

AND BEFORE GOING HOME....

Me: (Knocks on the teacher's door...)

*door opens*

Me: (Throws the eraser inside and runs off)




The End.

Me as Me, Cashier as Cashier and Teacher as Teacher. No one was hurt in this scene.. Oh wait. Did the eraser hit anyone???????