Goodbye Tiger. Rawr!

Rawr means see you soon in Tiger. 

Well I don't actually know what it means. But that's the only thing I ever hear tigers say, so I guess it means a couple of hundred other things. Including see you soon. No one really knows. Unless you're some sub species of tiger.

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Ah well. 2010 has ended. And I know many people will sum up their 365 days in a single post. Well I can't do that.

Firstly because my life is too colourful. HA!

Secondly because I don't have that good a memory. Which makes me skeptical as to how Ted from How I Met Your Mother can remember every single person he met since college. In fact if you asked me what I had for lunch, I honestly couldn't tell you. I doubt you can too. Haha.

What did YOU have for lunch?

Oh you remembered? Fine.

What did you have for BREAKFAST? Ha!

And so we say goodbye to the year of the Tiger. Which happens to be my favourite animal from the zodiac. No wait, I forgot about the horses.

Rephrase: Tigers AND the horses.

But since it's the year of the Tiger, let's just stick to the awesome-ness of Tigers. And why not? Tigers are awesome. Or maybe the rest of the other animals are just lame. No offense to the non-Tigers.

I'm not a Tiger myself. I happen to be a Chicken. Just look at the difference. Tigers and Chickens. Chickens are SO way down the food chain that I don't even know how to connect the two. Just for the heck of it, I'll give it a go.

The above food chain is based on the theory that Tigers eat humans. Tigers do eat humans don't they? Anyway I'm sure I can proof Colonel Sanders died from a tiger attack somewhere.

And I heard that some people eat Tigers penises. Which is ridiculous by the way. It's cruel and inhumane and despicable and some other bombastic sounding word meaning BAD. What do they eat it for anyway? To grow another penis? What's the use of that?

Meh. At least we chickens taste better. We be finger licking good mon! Can't imagine someone, anyone, licking their fingers after having some Tiger penis. Yuck.

Ok enough of the P word. Let's talk about the history of Tigers. I'll give you a brief history about them.

Tigers were around since the beginning of time in the form of rocks.

They eventually evolved into various forms of algae, which would form the various species of tigers as we know of today.

The algae-tigers soon grew bored of swimming in ponds all day long and decided to go on land. They held it to a vote, and the general population agreed. They grew legs within a week and were soon roaming the earth.

Unfortunately for them, dinosaurs soon started dropping out of the sky. The dinos were a violent species, and were swallowing the algae-Tigers left and right. The population was dwindling.

The alpha algae-tiger decided it was time to evolve before the whole species got extinct. Being the ever obedient society, they did. And that was how tigers came to be. Since Tigers are so awesome, I just had to sprinkle them with magical dust. Awesome dust if you will.

From that day on, the Tigers no longer feared the dinosaurs. In fact, they ate the dinosaurs. And that's how the dinosaurs got extinct. Since then, the Tiger population flourished and were never in danger of being extinct again.

Guinness Book of World Records 2011 declared that Tigers are in the least danger of being extinct and are one of the most abundant species in the world.

(This is what happens when one is lazy to move one's hand over to the mouse and google the word Tiger.)

On a side note, I have no idea why I drew the tiger with only 3 legs. And no ears.

Anyway, it's the year of the Rabbit now. No use reminiscing about Tigers anymore. Shoo, Tigers. Come back in 12 years.

And I have absolutely no comments about Rabbits. They don't really play a big role in anything. I know there's Rabbit Satay, but eww! And hey, we chickens RULE at satay! Boo-Yah! We are so rocking the food world!

Before bidding 2010 goodbye, let me try to think hard and grab at some random flashes of memory.

Ooh. Guess what! I remembered what I had for lunch!

Ah wait, no. That was dinner.

Hmm. Well, one thing I'll never forget are my friends. (Unless I become a celebrity that is. Or maybe if I get amnesia. Or Alzheimer's.)

Haha. You'll never know. Ah I have awesome friends. We were fated to meet. Never again will I find another bunch of jungle people such as these. And even though I got hurt by some of them during the year, for reasons still VERY unclear to me,  at least I learnt how not to bear grudges. Bittersweet thing I guess. We're cool now though. It's all cool.

And the best thing was I made so many new friends. Especially the ones sitting around me. You know who you are.

Also, I had an accident and didn't die. Thank Heavens! Some one up there is taking gooooood care of me.

What else? Oh. SPM is over of course. No more Sejarah FOREVER. Yes, it's been a good year. =D

And what would a new year be without a new year's resolution?

New Year's Resolution:

• Stop writing 2010 as the current date.
• Blog something positive about the Rabbit.
• Google Tiger. 
• Draw a 4 legged Tiger.
• With ears. 

Yeah that's all I can think of for now. I'm so sleepy and my eyeballs are drying up. I may have been sleep-blogging for all I know.

Before I go, I wanna officially welcome Rabbit version 2011. Boink! We should all follow the rabbit's good example of eating carrots. It's healthy and good for your heart..and..stuff.

Update of NYR:

• Stop writing 2010 as the current date.
• Blog something positive about the Rabbit.
• Google Tiger. 
• Draw a 4 legged Tiger.
• With ears. 
• Buy carrots.

Ok this is definitely me sleep-blogging.

Goodnight and Happy New Year!

TomYam YeeMee

Recently, there was some new type of food at our canteen. It's called Tom Yam Yee Mee. Maybe it's been there all the while, I have no idea, but that day was the first time I ate it. I don't recall seeing anybody else eating it though. I would remember.

I have this weird habit of looking at other people's food in the canteen. Not just canteen lah, anywhere. Hawker centre, restaurant, McD's, you name it. I like checking out people's food. Quite often I'll get into this awkward situation where the person catches me looking at his food. Then I'll pretend to look away. When the person continues eating, I'll look again, because I didn't get a good look before.

So anyway, Pei Ting and MooMoo were going to the canteen to order that TomYam YeeMee thing. They asked,

'Eh, you want anot? TomYam YeeMee. Now we are going to order.'


'What's that? Why never hear before one? Nice anot?'


'Oh, nice! But it's very spicy one. Can you take it?'


And then Christine who was just beside me said,

'Oh spicy arh? She cannot one.'


'What what? Who say I cannot! I can! I can! I CAN!'


'Okay, Fine! Fine! Order, ORDER! Eeesh!' 


Which is actually kind of true. I really can't take spicy food.

During recess, I promised myself I was not going to drink a single drop of water. I promised myself, I would battle through the spicy-ness...and come out alive! Anyway, how hot could it be? Bring it on!

We found a place to sit down, and then we started eating. The first few bites were okay. But see, that is what TomYam does to you. It lures you into a false sense of confidence. It makes sure that the food is all over your tongue. And just when you thought that, hey...it's actually not that spicy, that's when it strikes. BAM! And your whole tongue is on FAI-YAH!

The pain started around the sixth spoonful.

I looked around at my friends, they were all chatting happily away, laughing even. And all of them, I am sure, had already surpassed their sixth spoonful. I couldn't stop...yet. I needed to protect my dignity.

I continued eating in silence. The spicy-ness took away my ability to talk. A while later, my friends noticed something was off.

'Hmm..something's not right.'


'Yeah...I feel it too. What is it I wonder?'


'Oh! I know! What happened to April's voice?'


Then they all turned to look at me. I tried to hide my face. It was not a pretty sight.

My mouth was wide opened with my tongue stuck out, trying to reduce the spicy-ness. I was producing alot of saliva to cool down my tongue. I'm a saliva producing factory when I eat hot stuff. Also, I was sweating. The sweat dripped all the way down my face. Down, down, down. To make matters worse, my nose started running. The snot flowed down from my nose like a freaky waterfall. It flowed all the way down to my mouth and mixed with the saliva. And then the sweat flowed down too and mixed with the snot AND saliva. So I had saliva+snot+sweat. The 3 S's.

My eyes were wide opened. And my chopsticks were hanging limply in my hands. I did not have the strength to hold it up. And to make things even more disgusting, I think I saw the 3S solution drip down into my bowl. I seriously hope I was wrong.

And my friends were like, Whoa! Are you okay? 


And being the good friends they are, they went off to get water for me. But that didn't exactly help. The only difference was this:

Anyway, I battled through. I was determined to finish it up. I was actually crying and eating at the same time.

I was all


'Sobs...so hot...I don't want to eat already...'


But anyway, I finished it. Boy, was I proud of myself. What a beautiful moment! But by then, the prefects were all hovering around me. I was supposed to be in class 10 minutes ago. They were killing my buzz.

On the way back to class, I interviewed Christine. She was the only one who didn't find the TomYam spicy. The rest found it a bit spicy. I found it @#%$&* spicy. So I asked her,


'Hey, I'm wondering how you Chilli people can stand the hot-ness?'


'Eat only lah'


'No lah. I mean do you find it hot but you can still take it, or do you not find it hot at all?' 


'Uhm...I don't find it hot at all.'


'Wow...and how do you do that? Could you do that all this while or do you need to train?'


'It's natural...I started eating Chili Padi since I was three.'


'WHAT?!?! You're joking, RIGHT?'


'I'm serious. My mum told me.'


'Oh My-----You're such a freak! Oh I cannot believe this. Age of three, seriously? Seriously?!' 


'Yes, and now stop shouting in my ear! What's wrong with you?!'


Unbelievable! At least now I can take a bit of Chilli and the occasional sambal. When I was small, I could not even take in  a bit. So Christine is really the Chilli goddess. (How do you spell Chilli anyways? Why are there squiggly red lines underneath all my chillis?)


When I was younger, yonks ago, my family would get me to try all these chilli-filled stuff, but I'd always end up drinking more water than eating food. My stomach would be so full of water that most of the time, I only ate like one-tenth of the food.

So they made up this hot-ness scale. Something like the peri-o-meter scale at Nando's.

If you've never eaten at Nando's before (why would you not?!), whenever you order a chicken, you get to choose how spicy it is. See? Lemon & Herb is the least spicy. Followed by Mild Peri-Peri, Hot Peri-Peri and Extra Hot Peri-Peri. And then when your chicken came, it has a little flag stuck on it.

see the flag?

Once, being over ambitious, I decided to step out of my Lemon & Herb comfort zone to try out Mild Peri-Peri. Halfway through the chicken, I was sniffing and tears were rolling down my eyes and snot was running down my nose. It was horrible. I even finished everybody's drinks. My friends with their stupid Extra Hot Peri-Peris were looking at me pitifully.

They were like, 'You should have gone with the Lemon and Herb dude.' 


And I was like, 'I don't need your pity! I can finish this on my own! NO, I DO NOT NEED ANYMORE WATER, thank you very much!


(5seconds later) 


Waiter! One more ice-lemon tea! NOWWWW!!'


After that, I went back to Lemon and Herb and swore never to try anything like that again. Since then, whenever I went to Nando's, I was a lone Lemon and Herb among the sea of Extra Hot Peri-Peris.

yeah yeah, whatever.

My parent's hot-ness scale was not quite so creative. It just contained numbers ranging from 1 to 10. And then they would be like

'Here, try this. It's only a 2.'


(chomp)

(chew)

(pause)

'Aah! Hot! Hot! It's not a 2! It's a 10!!!' 


What an inaccurate scale that was. If my 10 was only their 2, then their 10 would be my 100. There should be a scale with pictures. Something like this that I got off another blog! Such an awesome blog! http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com poeple should really check this out.

1. This food is Chilli-free. I shouldn't be on the scale at all!

2. I am completely unsure if this is spicy or over-salty. Maybe I'm just looking for chopsticks.

3. Oh wow. Okay. It's spreading all over my tongue.

4. Whoa, this is spicy. I thought I ordered no chilli in my food! Water!


5. Why was Chilli ever invented?!


6. Ow. Okay, HOT HOT HOT!! hee-hah! hee-hah!


7. Why would anyone ever torture themselves like this?!

8. OMG. I'm dying. Goodbye friends. Goodbye family.

9. Stand back. Chilli is about to explode out of my face at any moment!

TOO HOT FOR NUMBERS: I see Jesus coming for me!


So I guess I'll spend the rest of my life forever being Pwned by Chilli. =(

THE END

PS: I added a dictionary by the side. I'm all for improving people's English. Haha.
PSS: I took it down. It was so ugly.

Near Death Experience

Ever since I was young, I liked to make people laugh. Psychiatrists say funny people compensate for their low self-esteem through humor. I don't but that. Can't confident people be funny? And never once has a depressed person made me laugh.

Not that I'm saying depressed people are boring or anything, it's just hard to laugh when someone tells you that their girlfriend broke up with them and their planning to hang themselves tonight. Now, do you laugh when you hear that? No, I don't think so. Awkward laugh maybe, but that doesn't count as a laugh. 

So I guess my point is, you don't have to be depressed to be funny.

A few years back, I pretended I broke my arm in front of the whole class. Partly because it entertained me, partly because it entertained my friends, and mostly because I didn't want to write an essay. Chinese essay, of course. Figures.

So yeah. I'm lame to the point where I do stuff like that. Constantly.

Little did I know though, this would cause my almost death.

A few years ago, I was at a friend's birthday party. I was talking and stuff, when suddenly I choked on a piece of cake. I don't know how I could have possibly choke on the cake, because I remembered it being spongy.

And delicious..
And chocolate-y..
And oh so creamy..
And the texture was lighter then air.
Mmhhmmm~

Oh wait.

My point is, no one chokes on spongy things.

And it wasn't the kind of choke that made your food come out through your nose.

Im freeeee~

It wasn't the kind of choke that made you cough a couple of times followed by the food flying out of your mouth.

I'm freee tooooo~coming to join you brudder!

It wasn't even the kind of choke where you coughed so much, and so hard, your face turned red and everyone was looking at you.

I refuse to come out! heheee!

No. It wasn't any of those.

It was of the most dangerous, lethal, life-threatening, death-causing kind. Not joking. The cake somehow got lodge in my oesophagus and refused to move, blocking all oxygen entrance and any chance of survival. I was coughing and coughing and grabbing at my throat.

I could hear the oxygen molecules say:

'And now for the traffic update. There is a major congestion along the kilometer-52 Oesophagus highway believe to be caused by a large, spongy piece of cake, blocking all major exits. Sources say that this is the result of careless eating and the traffic should remain at a hold-still for at least a few more hours.'

But seriously, I really, really couldn't breathe. And I couldn't even shout for help because I couldn't even take in ONE breath of air. And my throat hurt so bad. I had never been more afraid in my whole life. I seriously thought I was going to die!

I tried looking at my friends to tell them of my impending death, but to my horror, they were all laughing at me. Like, LAUGHING.

And I was like,
No! NO! This is not a joke! I'm dying!

I realized the seriousness of the situation. Something must be done. Something. Anything!

Miraculously, I somehow managed to muster up all of my strength, use all my remaining oxygen, suck up the pain, and I managed to shout, Help Me!

When it comes to life preservation, your body does stuff that seems humanly impossible. The human body is just weird like that.

But anyway, the shout ended up sounding more like a squeak. Exactly like the Alvin and the chipmunk cartoon. Imagine them saying:
'Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeee~'

But at least I was saved. My friends knew I was dying. When after a few seconds, still no one came to my rescue, I looked up. And to my horror, they were laughing HARDER! And I was like, what the hell?

Well, as I said before, the human body is very good at life preservation. So somehow, a few painful minutes later, I managed to swallow the cake...all by myself...with no help...single-handedly.

By the time I had swallowed it, I was having cold sweats from my near-death encounter. My fingers were so tightly clutched around the edge of the table that my knuckles had turned white. My legs were trembling and wouldn't move when I told them to.

I was like, move legs!

And they were like, No!

This was exactly why the story of  'the-boy-who-cried-wolf' was made.

But if stunts like that get me out of doing essays, I'm so going to repeat it and not regret my actions.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is...

Be funny at your own risk.

The end.

National Service..tahniah my ass!

Today was like any normal day..the crappy birds were singing their crappy songs and the crappy bees were buzzing everywhere. (There are many bees in my block)

• Lamest comic ever I drew during double Chinese. 

I walked into class innocently. People were talking, some were sleeping, some were doing homework, some were copying homework. I prepared to joined the last group when chin shern suddenly yelled at me.

'Oi, April! You kena!'


And I was like,
'Kena what? Cancer?'


And he was like,
'Huh? No..you kena NS!'


And I was like,
'Whaaaat??!! How you know?!! It's not possible!!!'


And he was like,
'It's true! I saw your name in Sin Chew Jit Po! (haha..equivalent to Chinese version of the Star I think?)


And I was like,
'Whaaat?! Where?! Let me See!'


And he was like,
'No lah, I didn't bring to school. I saw this morning before coming out. There was a list there, and your name was at the top, April Melody Tan Hui En.'


And I was all,
'NoOOOOOO!!!!'


After that, I pretty much went around complaining the crap out of everyone's ears. Next class, next block, next country. I was almost absolutely sure I told everybody I knew. Even some random strangers knew about it from standing too close to where I was complaining. I finally went back and sat down. Zi Yue sat down beside me. I realize I haven't told him about the 'news' yet. Guess I didn't get everybody.


So I was like,
'Eh Zi Yue arh..I kena NS.'


And he was like,
'How you know?


And I was like,
'Chin Shern told me.'


And he was like,
'Oh..that one is it? He bluff you one lah.'


And I was like,
'Huh? Are you sure? But he told me got! And then he say many people also got!'


And he was like,
'No lah...he bluff one...really.'


And I was all,
'I. AM. SO. GOING. TO. KILL. HIM.'


And he was all,
'Hey, but don't say I'm the one that told you okay!' (Oops. XD)


I immediately went about hunting for chin shern. Too bad I couldn't find him...maybe he heard my roar/war cry from next class and had the logic to hide.

war cry

Anyway, I had to re-inform everyone again. That's hard when you already told everyone you know. After about half an hour of that, I sat down again to a much needed rest. And this time a different guy was beside me.

And he was like,
'Oh man...I kena NS arh...'


Knowingly, I was like,
'Ahh..did Chin Shern tell you?'


And he was like,
'Huh? No. Send through SMS one. You can go check. Ask Chin Dong to send for you.'


And I was all,
'CHIN DOOOOOOOONG!!!'


And he was like,
'What?'


And I was all desperate and was like,
'Help me check! I. NEED. TO. KNOW.'


And he was all freaked out and was like
'Alright, alright. What's your IC?'

And I was like
'930415-06...(you don't think I was gonna tell you my IC were you? YOu might turn out to be some rapist or whatever.)'


And he was like,
'Okay. Done and...sent. You gotta wait awhile though. The last one took 20 minutes.'


And I was like,
'Why so long?'


And he was like,
'I don't know.'




30 minutes later


'Who's birthday is on october 22nd?'


And someone was like,
'Me!'


And he was like,
'Good..you didn't get. Hmm..who's birthday on February 25th?'


And a different someone else was like,
'Me!'


And he was like,
'Aah..you didn't get also. Let's see...oh my gosh! Who's birthday April 15th!'


And I was like,
'Me?' 


And he was like,
'Congratulations dude.'


And I was like,
'No. You are lying to me. I am not believing you. I won't fall for this again.'


And he was like,
'Hahah. Fine then if you don't believe me.'


And I was all,
'Give me the phone!'


And the phone was like,
Tahniah! 930415-06-CUTE telah dipilih untuk menyertai PLKN Siri 8/2011


And I was all,
'NOOOOOO!!This is not happening.'


And he was like,
'Hahah..first girl in our class. Congratulations!'


First of all, I demand the government change the message. It should read something like,

Seribu maaf. 930321-08-UGLY dengan malangnya telah dipilih untuk menyertai PLKN.

or

Tahniah! 930321-08-UGLY telah...dibubarkan (?)

I couldn't accept the fact that I got that message, so I imagined what the message MEANT to type was 'Narnia', and not 'Tahniah'. Something like this:

NARNIA! NOW SHOWING IN CINEMAS! 

Sadly, no one believes in my theory. So I had to re-re-inform everybody. And actually, I don't really know if I'm happy or sad. If I really hated NS, I would be so down right? But nope, I'm all hyper and jumping around telling everybody.

To be happy or not to be happy?

AN ASSSS

NS is kinda cool I guess? You have to wear those uniforms though. Looks itchy and hot. On the bright side, it makes you look like Avatar!

avatar

Boom Baby

You know, the other day when I was studying my Chemistry, I flipped pass a page that made me remember something lawak. So it was the periodic table, and about the elements in Group 1. For people who hasn't, or doesn't intend to, or has had but forgotten, let me give you a crash course.




The diagram above is the Periodic Table. See group 1? It's the first row (duh!) from the left. So you should be seeing Lithuim L, Sodium Na, and Potassium K. Okay, the reactivity in this group increases as it goes down the group.
So in terms of explosion:

Lithuim-----> boom
Sodium-----> BOOM
Potassium---> BOOOOOOM 


Get the picture? Sadly enough, explosions are considered 'dangerous' and 'hazardous'. We aren't 'allowed' to play with 'fire'. We could only put the stuff in water. Pffft. Lame, I know. Luckily enough for me though, 4sc3 is able to make anything awesome. Like, AWESOME!!! Time for the flashback.

A year ago, Chemistry Lab.
'Hari ini kita buat experiment! Tengok reactivity Lithuim, Soduim dan Potassium!' Junaidah yelled.

You had to yell in our class. Anything below yelling can't be heard. It's a fact. And Juniadah was so tiny. She has to yell to be seen anyway. Cute little thing. Just imagine her controlling OUR class. 4sc3. The most dreaded class. Our stand out point is laziness and noise.

'Ini Lithuim! We put Lithuim in water and see the reactivity! Then we compare observation! Tengok yang mana react lebih dashyat!'

We watched impatiently as the teacher took out a pair of thongs, take out a jar, remove the lid, and carefully take out a piece of metal. (Oooh..shiny.) Then she put the metal on a piece of paper, and then take out a knife and cut off a small portion. Then she use the thongs to pick up the metal and put it back in...

This was taking too long. My class cannot duduk diam-diam mia, how you expect us to sit still for so long? Then somebody asked,

'Kenapa cikgu? Racun ke?' cause, according to the book, its not.

'Taklah, saya tak mau kotorkan tangan.' 

And we were all whaaaat...


Anyway, the teacher was taking too freaking long, the noise started to build up. Soon there was noise everywhere, I'm not joking. Frequent exposure to this can really lead to loss of hearing. And my tiny little teacher was like,

'Diam! Diam! Duduk dan tengok!' She was still capping the lid but the noise was overwhelming. It's like, a sea of noise coming from all sides. Un-blockable. And still, the noise was increasing. You'd think there would be a limit to how loud noise can be, but you're wrong.

Clumsily, she quickly filled a bowl with water and threw the metal in. Then she used the mic and shouted

'Tengok dia react! Tengok dia react!' 

Nobody listened at first, but then we heard a fizzing noise. We all turned to look. And there it was, the most adorable thing. The Lithuim was just zipping across on top of the water.

Zip Zip Zip..


'Ooooooh...' everyone became quiet and watched the thing. 


Pleased that the noise finally stopped, she tried explaining the science behind the thing, but of course the noise started increasing again. And the teacher was like, no..no..oh gawd just make the noise stop!
And in a moment of desperation, she said,

'Soduim lebih dashyat lagi!'


We all shaddup-ed immediately, excited to see more action. The teacher then picked up the thongs again. We groaned. Not again. The noise increased, increased, increased. The teacher knew it was coming. She frantically threw the thongs away, yanked off the lid, and took out the metal with her bare hands. Then she seperated a small piece of metal with her fingernails. Fingernails. She must be desperate dude.

'Ini soduim! Ini Soduim!' And then she threw the thing into the water.

This soduim was even more awesome than Lithuim. It became like, a silvery ball that zipped so fast across the surface, it was a white blur to us. It also left behind a trail of foam or something, it was so beautiful. After burning itself out, it went 'pop'.

We applauded! Again again! we demanded. And then the students at the back said

'Cikgu, tak tengok lah! Guna soduim tu besar sikit!'

We were so excited the noise started building up again. And the teacher said,
  
'Ok, ok! saya bagi kamu semua keluar ke longkang di luar tengok sendiri!' 


Totally unorthodox, but she just wanted to get rid of the noise.

Whooo! Like a riot, we stormed out of the class, yelling

Soduim! Soduim! Soduim!

We crowded around the drain further up. The drain was quite deep. Then we had a mini countdown as we dropped the thing in. Almost immediately the Soduim started zipping across the water. We were all cheering for that single tiny piece of metal. Like jungle people. Some Form threes on the way to the Science lab walked by us and joined in the fun. They too were amazed at the beauty of Soduim. And much too soon, the soduim went 'pop'. We went awwwww! Everyone was sad to see it go.

Just then, Stanley ran out from the Chemistry lab, laughing like a happy lil girl. In his hand, he carried a large piece of metal. We cheered! The thing in the size of his hand was HUGE. Comparatively:

The teacher ran out from the class. 

'Jangan main-mian! Bahaya! Bawa balik! Jangan ambil begitu besar! BAHAYA!' She shouted. 

But she was helpless. Stanley already reached the drain and threw it in. Wow I swear, before the thing even hit the water it already started reacting. And this metal was just a-ma-zing. Like Soduim, it zipped around the water. And you know what? This metal was actually on fire! Imagine that! On fire in water! We were all amazed. Our heads were practically in the drain trying to look at the thing.

"Wow, what metal is this?" I asked Stanley while gazing at the beautiful fire resistant thing.

"Potassium , I think." He answered, gazing at the waterproof fireball too. 

I snapped out of my trance.

"What did you say? Potassium?'

"Uh huh"

"Isn't that like, below Soduim?" 

(Silence)

"Oh crap. Run eveyone! RUN!" 

Ahhhhhhh!! Everyone ran away like a drunkards. I even saw my friends bang into each other. Before I could even laugh, I heard the explosion. Think of it this way. If a tiny piece of Soduim let off a 'pop' sound, imagine the sound a larger, more reactive piece of metal would make.

It went Boom! And then the water from the drain splashed out like a fountain. Seriously. It went about 2feet high, and just splashed everywhere.

.splashing everywhere.

. comparing its height

And then Junaidah came out and started scolding us. Totally unfair. We didn't do anything wrong besides stand beside a drain. Then she chased away the form 3 students who were so happy. I bet they couldn't wait to get into form4.

"Masuk balik! Masuk balik! Nanti rehat TAK BOLEH keluar!" The teacher chased us back in like chickens. She even tried to chase one form 3 student in. Poor girl.


Despite being deprived of our recess, we went back in happily anyway. All the while talking and yakking away, much to the teacher's despair. The bell rang. Everyone stood up to go out.

"Nanti! Saya kata TAK BOLEH keluar! Duduk!"


"Te-ri-maaaa kaaaaa-sihhhhh ciiiiiiik-guuuu!"


Then we keluar-ed.

The End.