Anyway, I've had a pretty long day. I've been up since six in the morning and I didn't take a nap today. Usually, when I get back from school, after eating and praying and showering, I'd take a nap. But not today, I was busy as a bee.

First of all, I am very unhappy with the school. Yeah la, the teachers scold us about changing classes and all, and complaining that we have like 270++ form 4 students, whereas a single form has never reached that number before. And yet they're still accepting ten more form 4 students into the school. WTH? Oh yeah, like our classes aren't already jam-packed with people lah. And they're all straight-A students. Where are they going to fit? Us science stream girls just don't feel like accepting more new students into our classes, because we're already full. There are at least THIRTY-FRIKKIN-FIVE students in one class under the science stream.

In my class, there are 38 students now. If they're gonna add in like two or three more people, sorry la. Just because our class is big, doesn't mean they can simply fit in like that. I mean, hello, next year our future 5K class will be smaller, much, much smaller than the classroom we're using now. How the hell are they gonna fit 40++ people in that class?

Anyway, yeah, I'm just very unhappy with the school, and the ministry of education. I think the ministry of education is all bullshit, you know why? Because those ten students coming into the school were sent by the ministry, whereas we are already full! Like, super full! I guess you can say that we're like a can of sardines; space is very limited. And, the ministry is planning to make Maths and Science in BM by the time I'm already finished with SPM. I mean, hello, kesian lah budak2 lain tu! Bullshit. I mean, even though I may not still be in my school by the time the bastards change Maths and Science into BM, I still object. How the hell do you expect us to travel overseas to pursue our education? Especially in medics? It's not like there's a famous medical school here in Malaysia. God!

And who wanted Maths and Science to be in English in the first place? Dato' Dr. Mahathir. And why? Because he wanted us to communicate with other countries once we're done with our studies, so that we can work internationally. During the time he was the PM, things were going smoothly and the country was improving. Now? Pfft. CRAP is all I can say.

Anyway, enough of that. I'm literally banging on the keyboard.

When I got home from school today, the house was a mess. The workers were still upgrading the porch, and I've seen major improvement. The roof tiles are up already, just that a small fraction is still bare. When I went into the house, I saw my mother cleaning and organizing things. The things from my bride-to-be sister's room were moved out, so that the workers could paint the room.

Seeing my mother cleaning the house alone, I quickly dashed up to my room and changed into trackpants and a t-shirt. I ate lunch first, because I was feeling kind of faintish and dizzy before that. After lunch, I went to help my mother clean up the guest bedroom, where she's rearranged the whole room entirely. I helped her sort out some things in there, like organizing some of my sister's belongings.

After I organized the guest bedroom, I went upstairs to clean the bathroom that my sister and I share. Kak Lea said that our bathroom was atrocious, and I didn't realize how dirty it was when I really looked around the bathroom. The sliding door of the shower box is already killing me, because it's already broken. I was thinking of just getting rid of those doors and replacing it with a shower curtain, which costs more than my monthly allowance. Anyway, I'd used an old toothbrush to get rid of those black mould stains on the walls and in between the tiles, with the help of some vinegar and lots of bleach. I wiped those glass doors, but I failed when it came to clearing off the stains. Oh well. At least there are no black stains on the walls and in the corners.

After that I was so exhausted after a couple of hours of cleaning and scrubbing, and I stank really bad from the cleaning that I was probably a stinkbomb from 50 miles away. Haha.

Anyway, I also discovered the huge stack of my bride-to-be sister's books while I was organizing the guest bedroom. I was on the floor, and my sister's books were scattered across the floor, surrounding me. I was immediately lost in the oblivion of some serious book-hunting. Those books were dated back to the 70s, maybe even the 60s. Some of the books were published as early as in the 1950s! They were old and vintage, so old that the spines have cracked badly.

Anyway, I browsed through the collection of my sister's books;

- a few volumes of Lord of the Rings,

- a massive collection of Agatha Christie

- a few Jane Austens

- a couple of books written by Michael Crichton,

and many more. In the end I had five (old) books added into my "To Read" list. Hehehe.

I think what makes reading more fun is when you have a really old copy. I don't know, you know, I just enjoy reading much, much more when the book is old and the pages have yellowed, when the spine has cracked, when the covers are already creased with folding marks. I just love the smell of old pages from old books. It just has this authentic bookish smell, like as if you're in an English library.

I am so looking forward to reading those five books. I'm trying out Michael Crichton and also Jane Austen. Maybe some Agatha Christie after that. Hehe.

I just love to read awesome novels. It just occupies my mind and at the same time it exercises my brain, too. Hihi. I am such an avid reader ;)