Hello All!

You know, I only chose the blogger skin type because I couldn't find one that I like on blogskin.com, so I just took this one back, which was my old one. Anyway, in four days is my birthday and it is also the start of the exams! Today, Mrs Ow yelled at us. And we were slightly shocked / unpleasantly surprised because she hasn't really shouted at us since the start of term 1.
Yay! I have a Rubik's Cube, four promises (including yours, Amber) to buy me a birthday present. Obviously I bribed Han Long into buying present for me. Haha. I told him it was a deal, I would give him one on June 29th too. When's your birthday, anyone who is reading this? Write ya name too. Have to go revise / pack bag... so soon. Now is 5:38. Here are the list of birthday boys and girls.

January
Mavis, Bryan, Xinyue and some other people. Plus my mom.
Febuary
Sze Qi, Me, Eugene and Jia Shin and some other people.
March
My brother.
April
Chenyu
May
I am too blur to write.
June
Han Long
July
Holiday's birthday. Jie Hui's.
August
My dad's... Singapore's?
September
Not sure.
October
The octopus.
November
I really don't know. The schools'?
December
Wow. I can name three without thinking. Gerald, Jeremiah and Yu Ji.
Hahaha.


Bye
Opal.
When's YOURS, Amber? And Crystal?

Happy: Really, I'm feeling bored.
Me: What? Then why aren't you crippled? (lame)

Haha. I'm going to die of crippledness in my jokey behavior. Would you believe that I got 84.5 for my English Mock Test? Results coming up. I got 97, Chenyu and Hanlong 98, And GERALD, omg, GERALD got 99 marks. Careless, I hope.

Really Bye Bye.
Opal


Now, let me just get lost.

Aerosmith : Fly Away From Here

Haha, here's another one. I really like Ulki's (youtube user) way of playing. Plus her piano.
Opal

Greendays September Ends

I really like this one. Hope I didn't add music to my blog. See ya.
Opal

Lol. THEY'RE GONE!

Finally, they're gone. After three agonizing hours! Three is not that bad, though. Anyway, I really really feel like quitting blogging, but I just like posting. Chinese New Year really is festival. Haha. Back to school in new (meow!) clothing on Wednesday. I don't know what to wear. Let's create an imaginary character like Amber / Chan Shi Yin. Ok...
Conversation : The First Meeting
(Scene: On the flag-raising podium)
Happy: I'm feeling sad.
Me: Gosh, Hap, that's the first oxymoron you ever created! High Five, buddy!


I'm really becoming like Amber. Quote : "When I'm bored, I become lame."
Crippled in my gift of the gad. Not that I really had one, though.

Opal

Ha! 26th of Febuary is my birthday! I'm Pices. Give me a present please. Blogger, please?

Hey Amber

Hello, Amber.
I'm currently dying of injustice over here. I said hi to you because you're probably the only person that frequents my blog. But whatever. I changed the skin out of exasperation. Really. I don't really fancy new blogger. I want to change back! But I am now practising my amazing art of heck caring. My cousins are coming over. How to entertain them I don't know. But how to ignore them, I'm a great pro. Because I do it every time they come over.

Argh! They're here. See you. All.
Stephen King rules!

Hello. I am engulfed in Homework.

Amber was right. So terribly right that I'm beginning to regret I'm eleven years old. You do know what that means right? It means ONE YEAR TO PSLE!!!!! I think I just failed my Math Revision Test. Crap. Han Long is sure to get more than me... I got two questions wrong. One Section B and then... Section D. Argh! I think I got about 97. Okay. Pass the A*, so NO scolding from Mrs Ow. Wow. A*... better get studying. I forgot how to divide the volume at first, then remembered...
Today was pretty bonkus. First, its Total Defence Day, and we had the talks and a play which I didn't pay attention to because I was busy running up and down to get the battery. The stupid Winter Melon (Dong Yee) said that it was as big as his head, and Chenyu ran down. Obviously I had to catch up with her and tell her that the mics battery cannot be as big as the Melon's head, because the mic is SMALL.
But she ran NAPFA style (very fast) and I had to handle the auditorium. I did tell her, (haha, I don't have long legs for NOTHING) about the battery, but she didn't care. Actually, he made the shape with his fingers, but we thought it was that SIZE, not the SHAPE. So we took the biggest battery we could find. Or get. Then we ran up again and Melon FINALLY told us that it was rectangular and not the SIZE. We were pretty exasperated by that time because earlier we were already pissed off that there was no chicken rice to book and we had run up and down a couple of times. So we screamed in our minds about how the Melon's head turned out to be pretty small and we got the battery again.
Then Nicholas stole the fan we carefully plugged it. We were terribly sweaty and all that. He was perfectly OK, but he kept stopping the fan. In the end, he resorted to the wall fan. Then I turned it off. Haha.
SKIP backstage.
After that, we were discussing about how too many people gathered in the backstage. Yu Ji, known as Monkey Bum in Amber's blog, and her boyfriend, (but actually he's not. Its Yen Ling), plus Jam (Jim) and Eugene (nicknamed Crab) quarelled about how it was unfair, because Mavis got all the days and Bradly was still in after getting a negative score on his 'exam'. Then they quarelled and quarelled until the play was over (we were in the Prefect's Corner)
The gas is here. Gratz. Finally, after four hours. Ha.
Then someone tore the list and made them rewrite it. Ha. I wish I remembered to tell Crab or Jam or Monkey Lord ( thats what me and yenling call me 0.o ) that I want to do on monday but who cares.


So.... life is still unfair. lavie est injuste... probably will replace my line. bye

Hello

Har Oh.
I'm In 5G....that's pretty impossible. Whatever. Tommorow is A Weekday! I love mornings nowadays. There's AVA! And AVA! rules. Next week on Sunday I will probably go to Eugene's birthday party. Today was pretty okay, except I waited for half an hour for my parents to arrive with my ugly ugly brothers to fetch me from church. Hey, I'm the one in Primary Five. They're the ones in Secondary! And they can go for sermons while I'm in lessons.
Wagh. Dad's going to Malaysia tommorow. So I can take morning bus. Really, I want to join choir. My voice isn't that hideous and I can sound louder when I want to. Plus, its much well... enticing than Chinese Society, especially when I don't like Chinese.
So. Here are some nice and not nice scenes I have gone through in my life. Enjoy.
Its a little too exaggerated, but every scenario needs some salt. Or poison.

Number One. You fail Math.

What I Would Do (Exaggerated x 1000 only mah and everything illogical meh?): I would tell my parents I would work harder and score A stars and not Ungradeds from now onwards. Then, I would proceed to drag my Math paper in to my file and pass it up with a reluctant signature plastered on it.

Number Two. (Slightly Worser only Mah!) -.- You get lost in a shopping centre
I would sit down and cry and cry and pray for my mommy to come. Actually, I would scan the centre for my mother and then no find, no cry, just fly. Home. OR Some kind hearted girl/boy will help me find my mummy although i'm crying and the world's flooding and all that crap because THAT'S WHAT HAPPENS (ALWAYS) in compositions. Wah Wah Wah.

Number Three. (ITS A NIGHTMARE) Your twin brothers spoil your thumbdrive.
I would bring it to the hospital.

BTW
THESE ARE WHAT/WHO I LOVE/LIKE
MY THUMBDRIVE
THE PIANO AT HOME
MOTHER AND FATHER
LAPTOP AND IMAGINARY HANDPHONE
Remember AVA RULES!



OPAL

Ho, Ho, Ho. Happy New Year.

Hello. Happy New Year. I mean, Oink. It's the pig year, after all. Ookay, last week was quite alright. www.maximumride.blogspot.com Haha, I found it on the web.
My phone seems to be allergic to my touch. I tried calling Sze Qi about some homework, and I think I called America or something... and I tried two more times. Blah. No signal.
Got Zuo Wen, wow Amber got eight homework. I never had that much this year YET. About five or six only. And they are pretty easy, except for the Math WS, because I don't bother thinking and only bother about pressing the shutdown button on my brain. Ok... uh. Please don't label me as a psycho. If you don't already think me as one. :) Have you ever had a person you hated so much? I guess you do. I do. I really hate that person, but I need her. Nah, not my mother. I don't have a sister. =/ Argh, byes. Byes.

What's the only singh left in the world?
Jaswant Singh

OPAL

Hi.

Salu. Yay! Maximum Ride book is coming out! Yay! Harry Potter book is coming out! Yay! Inheritance should be coming out!

Yah, school was bad as usual. I screwed up Math (order of operations) and luckily that was the only topic that I screwed up and I now know how to do it. Hmm....the Sun is blue and the sky is shin-I meant the other way, sorry. I'm screwing up alot of things when I'm sick. I meen, I screw up alot of things when I'm sick. I think you get what I meen....oh my gosh... i meant mean, and I. With a capital.

WIKIPEDIA RULES!

Yea! Chinese New Year is round the block, with exams following its clunium (which I hope is the scientific name of the buttock.) PLUS the exams start right on MY birthday. And I have to study Chinese on my own and try NOT to feel the agony of giving myself homework.

Killed another Aides mosquito while the SOMEONE was giving the 'girls having puberty is no problem...just dump your pads where they belong' speech. Like we don't know that.

Bien! Eh, bonjour? Noo... aiyah, Bye.

OPAL

I'm Not A Classist

I really really uberly don't like my new class. I'm not being a classist, whatever that is, I just prefer my old class. Per-leese. Let's say you are a mouse. Its cheese and a leash. Which one do you choose? Duh! The freaking cheese! If there's no trap behind of course.


Ehhh, time for dinner gotta go. Wish I had an oven. Btw, I saw an Aides mosquito about few hours ago, and MAYBE I have been bitten. MAYBE one of my family has been bitten. Touch wood.

P.S. My brothers came back from OBS yesterday. Peter looks like Rudolph cos' his face is all sun-burnt but his nose is exuberantly shiny for some strange reason. Andrew well, looks a little more darker. All in all, they look about the same. But hey, they came back with nice stories/things they did in OBS. Oh my gosh, I didn't know what was a sandfly before they came back. Ha, they couldn't use their mosquito repellent because their instructor/trainer? said that they would attract sandflies but might not repel mosquitos.


Another long P.S.2
I went for prefect training on Friday... Fir Day. And it was pretty cool, with all the games and some writing. Basically, we played games that made us work together and learn more about teamwork. The trainer was pretty nice too. Anyway, I hated the blind caterpillar walk the most, because I CAN'T see! Then I have to hear and try to understand the huge amounts of commands/requests the people who are NOT blind. Here's the game:
-Put blindfold
-Some people don't have blindfolds, and they are called leaders. They lead us around while we are blind.
-They cannot pull us along or touch us.
-They try not to make us fall off the stairs.

And I didn't know where I was going because I didn't go to the place or didn't see the place that we were slowly going towards to before the game. So I just held on to the shoulder of the person in front of me and prayed. And listened. And prayed.


Oops. Gotta go. Bye!!!

First Three Days

This post is about the first three days in school FOR ME...

Ok, first day:
I wandered to my class (well absent-mindedly..) then sat down in my ol' class.
Then past the announcements and speeches and friendly hellos. My NEW class was announced. Guess what? I got to the best class in the standard. Ok, think of it like this. I am more familar with my ol' class than my NEW class. (yeah, duh!) Then...er, what happened...hmm...oh yeah.
Then I went back to class feeling crest-fallen cos' my old class was seperated into other classes different to mine. Couple of best friends in the new class... no, only one. Oh Kay, then we talked with the teacher, the same drill..then I went home.

Oh K, second day:
Felt so crappily tired. Its so strange. It doesn't matter how long I sleep, I think only a little bit matters. I still can feel tired even though I sleep for like, ten or twelve hours. Anyway. Back to the point. School... we did some homework...poems...mine was rather dumb... I was STILL pining for the holidays. Miss good ol' sleep. Then I went home.

Oh hey, its today!
Ok, still felt sleepy. Came to school pretty early. Announcements. Passed up prefect form. Oh yeah. I'm still a prefect. Ha, promoted from junior to full-fledged prefect. Hooray. Yipee-Diddle-Doo. Whatever. Then, eh, I did art, went for recess break...what did I do next? Oh... introduced to new teachers. I think they didn't like my new class. I mean, my class. Brought home homework. Then I did it. Then I smashed into the computer. Oh yeah, I haven't written about CCA. I want to get another CCA. Current one is...nevermind. Bye!


See Ya Soon.

Yiddle-Diddle-Doo...whatever it is... :D

Hello...

Have to make this fast, my aunt is calling me for dinner.
Here are the people that I think seriously rock.

Julian Beever

Ha, my brother just told me about the fifth state of matter after being silent for the whole day.
Its BEC...okay...bye see you another time.

www.applefizzx.blogspot.com

Bye!

Hey

Merry Christmas! :)
Uh, just a few hours ago, in the rain, from the eleventh storey, I flew my brother's helicopter out of the window. Don't get me wrong, the helicopter was a Christmas present from my father. Its as big as my-your palm. Not counted if you are a giant. :P
Lucky he doesn't know yet. He'll really blow his top. But again, I brought it up from the grassy doom downstairs back into the house. My cousin went with me, because it was raining. Adominable Snowmen did not pop up and start roaring, though my cousin grumbled all day. Plus, he threatened to tell my brother. No, brotherS. Because the other brother wouuld go against me too... isn't that so fortunate of me?

Bye,
Have a good year!

Opal.

The Mutaliated Story Of Snowy And Stumpy.

"Stinky."
"No, its Stumpy, Snowhead."
"Its Ms Snowy for you, Stinky."
Stumpy growled ferociously, his dog/cat DNA pulsing with anger in him.
"What do you want..", Stumpy hesitated, looking at the odds of him beating Snowy's guts up, "...Ms Snowy."
The lady cat smirked, and lept down from her stone sedan.
"Well, well, well. Getting smarter, are we, Stinky?"
Stumpy backed into a tree, whining, his dog DNA overpowering his cat's.
"Pathetic!" Ms Snowy flicked a manicured paw at him. "If not for the cat socks, I would long have ended your miserable life!"
Stumpy stared at her. Cat socks?, he thought, the wheels in his brain clanking.
"Where is it?" she hissed angrily.
"Oh, you mean this?"
Stinky held up a pair of woollen stockings he had been found while digging up a non-existant bone.
Snowy sighed, the fur on her nose fluttered unsightly.
"No, stupid...cat stockings!"
Stumpy stared at her again, as uncomprehendingly as before.
Snowy paced around the dark alleyway anxiously.
"Oh no... Mistress is going to kill me for dumping it...noo..."
Then Stumpy grinned, showing sharp canines as well as his inner intelligence.
"Hey, stupid. I got what you want!"
Snowy whirled around to find Stumpy holding up a pair of lousily knitted cat stockings. "Now I know why you dumped them, stupid!"
Stumpy turned tail and ran.
And then he groaned, blinked twice and started to swear.
"Cat crap! Why of anywhere I could go, I went into a dead end?!"

To Be Continued...

Hey Ho!

Yo. Here are some word scrambling questions.

Um, send the answers to my email. :) lsr4frainbow@gmail.com

Uh, okay.

N A E G L T E


OK, the next one.

C N H R E W

OK, the next one.

A M D E S R

OK... uh, last one. The hardest. Very hard. :P

H P I E O D L A E P

Remember to send the answers plus your real name. Thanks and bye!

Horror and some comedy last night.

Here are two horror books I think are really horror's. (as in, scary-frightening.)
Okay, its And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Hmm, and The Shining by Stephen King.

And Then They Were None is something like this:
Ten strangers are lured to a mansion, and realize that a murderer is at loose amongst them. Doesn't really sound scary, does it? Here's more: (Quote from book)

Ten little soldier boys going out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little soldier boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little soldier boys traveling in Devon;
One said he'd stay and then there were seven.

Seven little soldier boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself into halves and then there were six.

Six little soldier boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little soldier boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little soldier boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little soldier boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little soldier boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little soldier boy left all alone;
He went and hung himself and then there were none.

They die according to this nursery rhyme. Agatha Christie's books seriously scare.




The Shining

Hey, I haven't read it yet, but my brother says that its an awesome book, and that I should read it.
I'll try to finish it fast then post it here.

The Comedy Last Night

Uh...okay. My twin brothers aren't looking. Last night, I was asking them what music sheets they wanted (they kept pestering me for music sheets) So I went and played some grand piano CDs, and after awhile they said they wanted Forrest Gump (Feather Tune) I just sort of nodded, and went out. It was about ten in the night, and I wanted to sleep, fast. My mother just came back from work and wanted us to go sleep. Then my brothers said very very determindedly that they would sleep in their room (mind, I sleep with my parents, cos' I don't have my room yet. On a mattress. My brothers too) Then later I went inside the room and waited for them patiently, because they usually come screaming because of a ladybird or something. So I went out, and things started to become comical.
My oldest brother (please, only for 2 seconds older than the other brother) came screaming out of his room, (well not screaming, but kind of like) then. Then he started to chase me around the house, into the bedroom, and almost squashed my mother's laptop. Then I paused at the door, holding my hands up in the air, making peace and I said snidely (well okay, I admit!!), what are you doing here, I thought you wanted to sleep in your room?"
Then he started squealing girlishly (ok, ok, this is exaggerated) about some frightening fly that always comes when it rains. Well, I'm not saying that I'm immune to insects, but hey, I tried not to scream. Then my other brother tried to lock me out of the room for no apparent reason, and I strangled my way in. But of course, they held back. Then we stayed up for two hours more and played scrambling word games. They won.

Hello : This is a survey for all my friends.

This question is creatively supplied by SzEqI:

Who is the most prettiest girl in the class?


Unfortunately, she kept buggering me, so I had to post this. Please comment on this question. Thank you and good day. Also, do not be biased and vote for your friend. Please be frank!

Thanks, and I hope you will comment.

Bye,

Opal.

...Just thought about something.

Just thought about something. What if nightmares come true??

Anyway, a writing compeititionis going to be issued between SzEqI and Opal.

Thanks.
Bye.

Opal

Books

Here are all my favorite books, which one is your favorite?

Not in any order,


Sabriel, Lirael and Abhorsen.


Eragon, Eldest.


Magyk, Flyte


Artemis Fowl, the full set.
Hey, what happened in the Lost Colony? I'm dying to know. I haven't read it yet, because I bought it and then my mother wrapped it as a Christmas Present for me.

The Sophie Kinsella books.


The Princess Diaries Series


The Bartimaeus Trilogy

My brothers say that the Dark Tower set is nice too, but I can't comprehend it. They say Stephen King is really a great writer. I'm very young... and immature. :P

Hmm... these are all the really top books I like. Anyway, I don't really have a wide read, so if your fave books are not in here, please comment!

Okay, bye!

Opal

Heyho.

Hello, all.
This post is mainly on the subject of the world - famous game : World Of Warcraft / Defence Of The Ancients.

I always get confused by the terms... ah well. My brother accidentally bought a gem. Of course, P T Lord thinks that he's real pro at the game. He likes Tree Tag. Oh yeah. Of all the characters in the game, I think that Crystal Maiden looks the most ... well - OK. Mind, this is from a girl's view. Plus I only played DOTA once. I begged my twin brothers to let me play Tree Tag, but they just shook me off. As usual. Anyway, those little captured tree ents look so cute. I usually watch while my brothers play it. They always swear when they die. Always. Then, they will start blaming me.

In a loud, angry voice:

"F*ck!!! Stupid girl! I was listening to your poor explaination of the literary elements then I die!"

That's not a very good copy, but its almost the same. Abit louder, and more curses.


Okay. Got to go.
Bye!


Opal ;)

Hello.

My brothers just made this amazing OT. Um, does anyone know what's an OT?
Anyway, its in progress, so if anyone is interested, go to this website :
www.dedica.no-ip.info:8080.com

Hehe, its not 24/7 yet, because the mapper's all grouchy and oh-I'm the beta tester. Little sister beta tester. Anyway it rocks, and if you downloaded 7.6 version, then please email me at lsr4frainbow@gmail.com.

Will give IP.

Thanks, bye (gotta go beta-test, server's up)
Opal

Well...

Oh, I'm bushed. Just read my short stories and thought they were a failure. But anyway, have a nice time reading them!

It Was Just A Normal Life. Just A Normal Year. Just A Normal Month. Just A Normal Day.....

I walked across the narrow pathway leading to the broken house that I could no longer call home, but just a building which I had sentimental feelings for. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as I looked up at a window that had been mine. The monster had destroyed everything......everything in my life, I thought, as I caressed my rough skin.


It was a normal day, a boring one, you might say. But I was not feeling particularly bored as I played my favorite game - drawing. You could even say that I had drew too much for my own good!

It was a sunny day, and the sun shone warm rays upon my shoulders. I smiled, enjoying the warmth, while sketching a beautiful picture of the school's garden. It was after school. Most of the children had gone home to revise their homework. But not me. I always had good grades, no matter how little or how much I studied. My mother was proud of me, and called me a child prodigy.
I picked up my pencils, then carefully holding up my sketch, I walked briskly back home.

"Amelia!" I turned in surprise. My mother usually left me in my art room, drawing for the whole day. "Your friends want to come in." I peeked out of the window, gently parting the curtains to see who had come. They were my life-long enemies, Josh and Katya. They seemed to plague my scenery just as I found it, ruining my drawings by spilling ink on it.

"Hey Josh! Katya!" Their heads turned in my direction sharply. Waving awkardly, they yelled back in greeting. "What are you two doing here?" I saw Katya's mouth moving, and guessed that she was muttering to Josh. "Er, we wanted to see how you were doing", Josh said, trying to keep a straight face. I ran downstairs and opened the door slightly.

"Are you sure, Josh?" He tried to smile sincerely, but only managed a grimace. With a grim smile, I slammed the door closed again. My mother walked out of the kitchen casually,"holding her hand to her heart. Whoa, whoa. Amelia, don't give me a heart attack. What happened?" I grimaced myself and peeked out of the curtains sneakily while answering.

"Mom, these two people are my worst enemies! I can't let them in!" She shook her head in disapproval. "Am, you shouldn't just let them stay outside, should you?" I grinded my teeth. What my mother said was always final.

I angrily threw the door open - to find nobody outside. Sighing in relief, I closed the door again. "Mom, they're gone." Almost managing a smile, I walked back up the stairs, indulging in my pleasure of drawing.

A few hours later, I began to feel thirsty and went down the stairs, yelling at the same time. I was in for a great shock. Smoke seemed to strangle my lungs, the sight seemed to burn my eyes itself. There was a fire in my house.

But where was my mother, I thought desperately while hopping over a bunch of fiery books. A blackened shape lay in the kitchen, limp and burning still, with flames. The wooden magnet on the fridge, which was on fire too, dropped on my neck, and I yelled in agony.

Who did this, was my first thought while fighting with the fire with the fire extinguisher. The smoke and fire seemed to subside, then stop. Sighing with relief, not for the first time today, I trudged my miserable way to the police station, seeming like the dead corpse in the kitchen.

Ten years later...... (Amelia is twenty-four)

After the fire, my parents were gone. My father, in an accident. My mother, in a fire. The fact that I could even subdue the fire was a miracle. But what about the fact that I was now the top lawyer in my country?

I did my parents and myself proud. I know I did, and I wonder if they are looking down from heaven at me....

A Pretty Extreme Story....see what you think of it first.

“Mom, please, can I go to the movies with Sarah tomorrow?” I murmured to my mother with a sweet smile. She shook her head crossly. “What Sarah is that?” I shook my head. Mom was a little absent-minded sometimes. “Sarah Coopers, Mom.” Mom continued shredding the letters. “To the movies, I’m sure? No.” She started on a long story about what her mother did with her. Nodding absently while she continued relentlessly, I gently banged the table with my fist. Sarah had taken a long time to get the tickets for me. And now Mom was just saying “No!”
Mom seemed to have finished with her lecture. I stood up from the kitchen chair and walked up the stairs to my room. Once my door was closed and locked, I started scrabbling around in my drawers for my diary.

17-6-06
Dear diary,
I am so stressed out. After Sarah bought the tickets, then she said that I wasn’t to go to the movies. How horrible can this get? I wish she could just go away!
Katherine

After I wrote in my diary, I felt a little better and I walked back down the stairs. Mom was carrying a deck of assessment books from my brother’s room to the studying table. I walked into the kitchen to get some cornflakes from the fridge. Deciding to relieve my anger better, I took out the small notebook I always had in my pocket.
On the notebook, I wrote:
Cons
-She makes me do assessments.
-She is unreasonable.
-She is so unpredictable.
-She doesn’t understand what I want at all!

Pros
-She wakes me up for school everyday. (and anyway I hate school!)
Conclusion: She’s horrid!

Parents! I cursed silently. I picked up a piece of cornflake and crushed it in my hand. As my brother stumbled down the stairs in a hurry to get to the study room, a terrible plot hatched in my mind.
* * *

“Sarah!” I yelled. Sarah skipped over to my table. “Kath, you know that Billy likes Elli? Disgusting!” I nodded in absent agreement. “Sarah, tell you something.” She nodded and I whispered my plan to her. We both burst into secretive giggles. I felt relieved that I had told someone my plan, and that Sarah agreed.

“Ready!” I mumbled to Sarah. She gave me a thumbs-up and I gave her another in return. She broke into a grin, but I didn’t return hers. I felt a little uneasy, but a look at my notebook, my fury at my mother’s refusal returned. Sarah smiled and turned back to her desk, and the day continued.

I closed the fridge door after putting my secret weapon inside. I meant to give my mother a big shock, so she’d learn her lesson. “Mom! I’m hungry!” I cried out. “Yes, I’m coming!” My mother rushed down the stairs and jostled her way into the kitchen. I heard the fridge opening and cringed. Scrambling to the dining hall, I braced myself for a ear-splitting scream. It came, and I felt satisfaction fill my heart.
“KATHERINE!!! Help! HELP!”
Her voice dwindled into a silence. I ran to the kitchen, not really expecting that huge a reaction. “Mom?” A mess of cockroaches sped off for their lives, while I stood there, dumbfounded. Now, you might be wondering why I was standing there frozen to the spot. My mother had collapsed on the floor, her face pale.
“MOM!” I ran pale-faced to her side. I pressed my finger against her nose. She wasn’t breathing. Somehow, I managed to pick her up and run to the hall.
My brother gasped in shock when he saw mother. He looked faint and as pale as my mother’s limp body. He sat down heavily on the squashy sofa and muttered incoherently. I caught snatches of words like “stupid Kath….heart attack….stroke” Meanwhile, I was frantically dialing the ambulance’s number, then my dad’s. “Mom!” I moaned pathetically. My brother massaged his temples. “What happened?” I didn’t hear him, at that horrible moment. I just thought about the happy moments I had with my mother.
The front door banged open. “Katherine! WHAT HAPPENED?!” I pointed dismally to Mom’s limp figure, and my index finger dropped, and I burst into sobs and crouched in a corner. The ambulance halted to a stop in front our house. The paramedics sped out of the white van. They hauled Mom unto a stretcher and Dad got into the van. My brother and I waited anxiously while pacing in the living room for Dad’s promised phone call.
Before long, Dad called us. It was raining that day, I remember clearly. The day that Mom died wasn’t sunny. Mom had died of a stroke and a heart attack. I still regret what happened on that day, and I would never ever forget the horrible deed that I had done. The day that Mom died. Thursday the 18th. I often wonder why mom didn’t tell us why she suffered from a stroke before. When I asked my father, he just replied grimly, as though the very thought of my mother hurt him; she didn’t want you to worry.
Katherine.
I loved my mom so much…I knew that just after I heard the terrible news. And I know she loves me too.

Just Me

Yo, hi all.
I'm Opal, (that's the pet name) and I like HTML, is creeped out when my brothers say my buildings in SIMS look like swastikas, hate it when they call me psyco-paths. And, I really really hate frog/toad soup. I like to read, really, and to write, although my stories (hey, not essays!) always stop in the middle and never get to continue.
I like to play computer, and relax and try not to get a heart attack when I go for eye checkup. Like slang. Uh, really really hope nightmares won't come true.

A bio.

Opal Blah. Is a frantic specialist especially in SWAT, when she tries to blow her cousin up with a bomb but ends up blowing herself up. Trying to play the piano (the song Maybe) -.- but playing another song when she sees the six sharps. Or flats. Can't remember. Holds a knife when she eats just like a psycokiller. Likes Jpod by Douglas Coupman. Uh-oh. Here she comes...crap!


Bye.
Opal + Anoymous

P.S. by anoymous : She's a paedophile!

P.S. Shut up and let me publish this. Thanks for putting caps lol.

Hobbies

I love to read. I can spend hours reading a book, while locked in a room. Besides reading, I enjoy playing the piano....plus using the computer. What are your hobbies?

Did You Know....

Did you know that once rabbits bled, they would immediately die? And did you know that once tortoises fall backwards, they would die of starvation? This shows that all living things have weaknesses.

This Girl I Knew

I knew a girl that was so stupid that she called me to get my phone number. She put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind and she tried to put M&Ms in a alphatical order. She sent me a fax with a stamp on it. She tried to drown a fish and thought a quarterback was a refund. She got locked in a grocery store and starved to death, tripped over a cordless phone, studied for a blood test, and when she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus two times instead.

Lame Jokes

Q: A child, an honest politician, and Santa Claus all spot a $20 billon the ground. Who picks it up?

A: The child, since the other two don't exist.

A couple are touring a graveyard when they spot a tombstone that reads"Here lies an honest man and a politician." The man says to the woman,"Look honey, there's two people in that grave."

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road in Texas?

A: To show the armadillo it could be done.

Q: How do you tell if there's an elephant in your refrigerator?

A: There are footprints in the peanut butter.

Q: How do you tell if there are two elephants in your refrigerator?

A: There are two sets of footprints in the peanut butter.

Q: How do you tell if there are three elephants in your refrigerator?

A: The door won't close.

Q: How do you hide an elephant in a strawberry patch?

A: Paint its toenails red.

Q: How can you know this works?

A: Have you ever seen an elephant in a strawberry patch?

Some Weird Sentences In English

· We polish the Polish furniture.
· He could lead if he would get the lead out.
· A farm can produce produce.
· The dump was so full it had to refuse refuse.
· The soldier decided to desert in the desert.
· The present is a good time to present the present.
· At the Army base, a bass was painted on the head of a bass drum.
· The dove dove into the bushes.
· I did not object to the object.
· The insurance for the invalid was invalid.
· The bandage was wound around the wound.
· There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
· They were too close to the door to close it.
· The buck does funny things when the does are present.
· They sent a sewer down to stitch the tear in the sewer line.
· To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
· The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
· After a number of Novocain injections, my jaw got number.
· I shed a tear when I saw the tear in my clothes.
· I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
· How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
· I spent last evening evening out a pile of dirt.

Hello

Hello all. Please tell me how to improve, thanks a lot.