Something To Talk About

It is the fourth week of the new school term and the homeworks are piling up. It is the fourth week of 2007 and there is something to talk about for everyone in the air. From the new power-that-be in school to Amazing Race Asia. From the new probation prefects to the new canteen management (which by the way had stopped switching on the fans during recess time, at least they serve edible foods). From the Moral Studies kerja amal to the Add. Maths project. There is something to talk about everywhere.

I actually manage to write a drama script titled ‘Looking for Eloise’ but I’m positive that the title won’t stay permanent because I’m suppose to change all the casts to Asians. It had been so tough writing that drama script. I think that happens because I have been training myself to think more analytical and scientific than being lyrical and poetic. I love the English language, but it is really not something that I want to incorporate into my future career choice. Well, nothing to talk about here.

Pn. T called me to have a go at the school’s debate team. Me in a debate team? Seriously, I don’t know why would she even consider me to join the school’s debate team? For starters, I am terrible when it comes to speaking in front of the class. How could you expect me to talk in front of God-knows-how-many strangers in a debating competition? I stutter when I did my Bahasa Melayu presentation in the class the other day and I ended up having a migraine after that. I talk extremely fast when I’m nervous and I hardly stop to take in oxygen. I guess the lack of oxygen concentration in my brain had resulted in me having a migraine after that. At the moment, I can’t honestly see myself debating. Nothing to talk about here.

Something that my classmates had been talking about is the smelly odour that contaminates the class after recess every day. My class is situated beside a huge drain and a rubbish dumping area. How convenient. I have nothing to complain here. At least, the Physics, Biology and Chemistry lab and the school’s canteen is just a stone throw away. Something to talk about? For the students of 5A…yes.

Last Monday, something really funny happened to me. I got locked in the Prefect’s Room backroom.

Seriously.

Of all things that could possibly happen to me on a Monday morning, that happened to me. Imagine it, instead of the prefects getting complaints again (Nothing to talk about here.) or getting hit on the head by a basketball, I got locked in a room. I got locked in a room and the news came to the school’s Penolong Kanan Hal Ehwal Murid and discipline teacher’s attention. Something to talk about? Well, the whole Prefect’s Board knew about it by recess time. My dream came true, I became the talk of the Prefect’s Board because I got locked in a room and was rescued 10 minutes later by the school’s gardener. Lucky me. -.-

Well not the whole Prefect’s Board know about it. W.P. got left out on the news and he kept on asking me about what that the other prefects had been talking about. Stay in blissful ignorance for another 10 years W.P.! =P

The month of January is coming to an end. In fact it is drawing it’s curtain at 12am tonight. Right now, I can’t wait for Chinese New Year! Things are going at a slow pace right now. But after the Chinese New Year, a month will seem like a week. Until then, have a nice time finding something to talk about.

Friends or Foes?

It is really hard to know who is truly your friend and who is not. After all, there is this saying "Keep your friends close but keep your enemy closer". So, how do you honestly decide if someone is a friend or an enemy? How do you know how to decipher those smiles and laughter? Because for all I know, behind those smiles and laughter there lies a cryptic code of hate.

I do have friends, in case you are thinking that I am a pathetic person who can’t communicate or be in the presence of another’s company. But there had been experiences that show me that you can’t know a person’s feelings or thoughts within just through their demeanour or physical actions.

There are "friends" who just plain use you. After you have know them for a while, acquaint yourself with them, then they would start to reveal the true purpose of their friendship. For example, you do him or her all these favours and you don’t really expect anything back. However, in a while he or she will pretty much just walk all over you. Say, you go ahead and call them when there is this amazing fair about books when you found out about it and when they found out about something, they just pretty much leave you in the dark.

And then there are "friends" who stab you in the back. You were great friends with this guy since Form 3. And just when you thought that you have finally found that someone who you could truly regard as a friend, one day he goes ahead and tell another classmate in the Biology Lab that you are stingy just because you won’t type out his part of the History project (he does have a computer with a printer, in case you are wondering) that was supposed to be a team work while you were doing a presentation on enzymes in front of the class.

Not to forget, there are also "friends" who is nice to you in front of your face but behind you, she bitch about you to another person. And incidently, she come to you and talk bad about that friend of hers whom she just bitched with a minute ago. Okay, it is pretty much a case of back stabbing. But in this case, it is pretty much about the two-faced snake and I hate, no, despice that a two-faced snake.

So, tell me, how do you seriously decide who is the friend and who is the foe? How do you know when the time has come for you to regard that friend as your shadow whom you can reveal your thoughts to? How do you know when familiarity had finally turn to hostility? How do you know where to draw the line and most important of all, how would you know if you or your friend had crossed that line? Tell me, for I am not your friend but neither am I your foe.