Harry Potter amused me, that it did.
Throughout the movie, I saw a wizard reconstruct a completely wrecked room, fixing everything from broken mirrors and chandeliers, to floors and upholstery. A school-level witch fixed Harry's broken nose. And yet, no spell to cure short/long-sightedness? Poor Harry. Guess he's stuck with those glasses for awhile.
[SPOILER ALERT]
There was this one scene where I almost expected them to burst into song. Alan Rickman, Helena Bonham Carter and Timothy Spall in the same room. Sweeney Todd, anyone? =P
It's also amusing that a person can fall multiple stories from the Astronomy tower, and yet his body remains perfectly intact when he reaches the bottom. No snapped limbs, no protruding bones, no blood. I'd post pictures of actual people after they've fallen from a great height, but I'd hate to make you lose your lunches.
And Gollum was cloned. Or did he find a mate and breed? That was a LOT of Gollums!
And it escapes me why Malfoy would plan for months and months to sneak the Death Eaters into the castle, only... to do what? Malfoy and Snape together were responsible for killing Dumbledore. What did the rest do? Watch them kill him? Blow up Hagrid's hut (the owner of which was conveniently not in the hut at the time, although it was the middle of the night)? Ah wait, that was just Bellatrix. The others just watched. And where did they mysteriously vanish to after that?
I thought it's like super hard to break into Hogwarts? Why make all that effort, just to watch someone die, thrash the place a little bit, and then leave? =___= Poor Malfoy. All that work.
Note that I haven't read the books in a loooong time, and have therefore forgotten most of the story. But I'm pretty sure that there was a lot more from the books that was left out from the movie. Although you can't blame them, the book is super-thick, and there's no way to include everything!
That said though, the movie was a fun watch. A lot of the scenes were really funny, with Ron mostly providing the comic effect. And the CG was awesome! I definitely wouldn't mind watching that again, best Harry Potter movie yet. Beats Transformers: Revenge of Megan Fox's Boobs any day.
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In other news, my dad logged onto Aris' school's online portal last night. Not only could he check the exam results, he could also see in detail what Aris answered for each question, what he should have answered, etc etc. It's like every moment of Aris' school life is recorded on that page. Next thing you know, they'll start installing webcams for parents to monitor their kids when they're at school.
Wow. I'm so glad I went to a regular public school.
Friday, 17 July 2009
Monday, 13 July 2009
Results
I hate talking about results. Do I have to?
... But yes, I will. So you can read it here, and not ask about my results when you meet me in person.
To summarize, I got Dean's List for the January 2009 semester. Good? Not really. My CGPA is still 0.01 short of Dean's List, even though my GPA for the past 3 semesters have been (barely) above that magical 3.50 line.
And to those of you who say that I should be satisfied with my results, you're not the ones with the judgmental parents, who think that my grades are pathetic and aren't good enough. Ask Don, he overheard Mum's reaction to my grades firsthand over the phone.
Argh. Malasnya.
I've learned long ago that my grades are something that should satisfy me, and not other people. So whatever I get, if I'm happy with it, then it's fine. Just keep trying my best. Never mind what other people say.
But it still sucks that I'm happy about my grades, but nobody is happy for me. =(
... Except Hafez, who checked my results for me because I was too nervous and scared to check it myself. haha. I love you, baby =)
... But yes, I will. So you can read it here, and not ask about my results when you meet me in person.
To summarize, I got Dean's List for the January 2009 semester. Good? Not really. My CGPA is still 0.01 short of Dean's List, even though my GPA for the past 3 semesters have been (barely) above that magical 3.50 line.
And to those of you who say that I should be satisfied with my results, you're not the ones with the judgmental parents, who think that my grades are pathetic and aren't good enough. Ask Don, he overheard Mum's reaction to my grades firsthand over the phone.
Argh. Malasnya.
I've learned long ago that my grades are something that should satisfy me, and not other people. So whatever I get, if I'm happy with it, then it's fine. Just keep trying my best. Never mind what other people say.
But it still sucks that I'm happy about my grades, but nobody is happy for me. =(
... Except Hafez, who checked my results for me because I was too nervous and scared to check it myself. haha. I love you, baby =)
Thursday, 9 July 2009
The End of The World?
"Did you know, the world is going to end on 2012?"
So my Dad said the other day.
I asked him to clarify, and then I googled for further information.
Apparently, some ancient Mayan calendar ends on December 21st, 2012. That particular date is marked as the end of time or some such thing. And to add further dramatic effect, Nostradamus predicted the end of the world on the aforementioned date as well.
So is this for real? There have been end of the world predictions every few years or so since hundreds of years ago. And none of these predictions have, obviously, ever come true.
Personally, I won't believe in an armageddon occurring any time soon unless presented with an actual fact, such as... oh, I dunno. A real, honest-to-goodness comet approaching the earth with all probability of collision? Global warming finally fulfilling its ultimate threat? (Although I don't think that will happen any time soon.)
But a date marked on a calendar of a South American civilization that died out a long time ago? You've gotta give me something better than that. I mean, if their technology was so advanced that they could accurately predict the end of the world better than today's scientists can, then why are they extinct?
Anyhow, if the world really is going to end,what would you do? Pension plans, work, studies... suddenly that would all become meaningless, wouldn't it? So then what?
I know what I would spend my last few moments doing. It would involve a road trip to Ipoh and a bottle of whipped cream. Because heck it, I ain't gonna die without experiencing some things, if you know what I mean. =P
So my Dad said the other day.
I asked him to clarify, and then I googled for further information.
Apparently, some ancient Mayan calendar ends on December 21st, 2012. That particular date is marked as the end of time or some such thing. And to add further dramatic effect, Nostradamus predicted the end of the world on the aforementioned date as well.
So is this for real? There have been end of the world predictions every few years or so since hundreds of years ago. And none of these predictions have, obviously, ever come true.
Personally, I won't believe in an armageddon occurring any time soon unless presented with an actual fact, such as... oh, I dunno. A real, honest-to-goodness comet approaching the earth with all probability of collision? Global warming finally fulfilling its ultimate threat? (Although I don't think that will happen any time soon.)
But a date marked on a calendar of a South American civilization that died out a long time ago? You've gotta give me something better than that. I mean, if their technology was so advanced that they could accurately predict the end of the world better than today's scientists can, then why are they extinct?
Anyhow, if the world really is going to end,what would you do? Pension plans, work, studies... suddenly that would all become meaningless, wouldn't it? So then what?
I know what I would spend my last few moments doing. It would involve a road trip to Ipoh and a bottle of whipped cream. Because heck it, I ain't gonna die without experiencing some things, if you know what I mean. =P
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Food, Glorious Food
These hols have taken their toll on me
I've said "diet" too many times before
These jeans are getting too tight for me
And I have no choice
'Cause I can't resist food anymore
whooooa-ooo-oh~
I've said "diet" too many times before
These jeans are getting too tight for me
And I have no choice
'Cause I can't resist food anymore
whooooa-ooo-oh~
Hols are ending sooon T__T
In the meantime, my jeans are becoming very, very snug. A bit too snug. Erm, what to do. Mum's cooking is just too good. Not to mention the fast food and other fattening food I eat when I'm not eating Mum's cooking.
Ah well. Once I go back UTP, it will be back to eating the 'Shira Special', as Don and Rez calls it, and then my ass will shrink back into my jeans without a hitch =P
*Shira Special = white rice + a bit of curry + a piece of fried chicken. Available at any cafeteria in UTP that serves mixed rice. Usually costs less than RM3, so it's economical as well as slimming. Note that 1 serving of the Shira Special lasts me the whole day at UTP. Dinner is optional.
Oh, Dad's home. And if what Aris told me is true, he brought back nasi briyani for dinner. lalalala~
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Joke of the Day
Shira: Last night, I dreamed I was drowning in the ocean!
Hasif: Omg! Wet dream!
Nina: Huh, that's weird. I dreamed I was drowning in a sea of petrol.
Hasif: That's because you had to wake up oily in the morning.
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Nina: Do you know, Power Rangers is very racist? The black ranger is a black dude, and the yellow ranger is an asian chick!
Hasif: And the white ranger is a white man!
Aris: And the pink ranger is a bimbo!
Shira: ... Does this mean that the blue ranger is a pervert?
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Another typical lunchtime conversation at home. lolz
Hasif: Omg! Wet dream!
Nina: Huh, that's weird. I dreamed I was drowning in a sea of petrol.
Hasif: That's because you had to wake up oily in the morning.
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Nina: Do you know, Power Rangers is very racist? The black ranger is a black dude, and the yellow ranger is an asian chick!
Hasif: And the white ranger is a white man!
Aris: And the pink ranger is a bimbo!
Shira: ... Does this mean that the blue ranger is a pervert?
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Another typical lunchtime conversation at home. lolz
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
Homeschooling
My brother's school was closed down starting today. Thus far, there have been two students in his school that have been inflicted with the H1N1 virus (damn, that's a mouthful to say). While there's nothing to indicate that these cases are connected to the school, the school has been closed down anyway as a precaution.
So even snotty rich kids in private schools get the H1N1. Actually, if you ask me, they're probably more likely to get it, since they travel more. My brother told me one of his classmates was planning to go to Australia for their upcoming holiday in July. They would probably have to cancel now. Tsk.
In the meantime, my brother is being homeschooled. His school being a schmancy private school, they have an online e-learning portal. He and his schoolmates are therefore expected to log on at 8am sharp, stay online and enter their class chatrooms, and stay there doing work until "school" ends at 4. (What kind of fantasy world does his school admin live in?)
Surprisingly, my brother was all enthusiasm over learning online. His enthusiasm was duly crushed however, by the fact that he could not log in to the system despite numerous attempts. On the chance occasion that he did make it all the way to the chatroom, he reported that he was the only one there. When I woke up this morning, he was scowling and complaining about the "Internet connection", whilst clicking away at an online game. (ok, I may be exaggerating about the complaining)
Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but if the problem was the Internet connection, he wouldn't be able to access the online game, correct? To clarify, I watched my brother attempt to log in a couple of times and failing miserably. My suspicions confirmed, I concluded that the school's server had crashed due to the large number of students accessing the system at the same time.
So much for online learning. *snickers*
In the meantime, what of my brother's education?
Enter Shira the tuition teacher..? Dun dun dun...
So even snotty rich kids in private schools get the H1N1. Actually, if you ask me, they're probably more likely to get it, since they travel more. My brother told me one of his classmates was planning to go to Australia for their upcoming holiday in July. They would probably have to cancel now. Tsk.
In the meantime, my brother is being homeschooled. His school being a schmancy private school, they have an online e-learning portal. He and his schoolmates are therefore expected to log on at 8am sharp, stay online and enter their class chatrooms, and stay there doing work until "school" ends at 4. (What kind of fantasy world does his school admin live in?)
Surprisingly, my brother was all enthusiasm over learning online. His enthusiasm was duly crushed however, by the fact that he could not log in to the system despite numerous attempts. On the chance occasion that he did make it all the way to the chatroom, he reported that he was the only one there. When I woke up this morning, he was scowling and complaining about the "Internet connection", whilst clicking away at an online game. (ok, I may be exaggerating about the complaining)
Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but if the problem was the Internet connection, he wouldn't be able to access the online game, correct? To clarify, I watched my brother attempt to log in a couple of times and failing miserably. My suspicions confirmed, I concluded that the school's server had crashed due to the large number of students accessing the system at the same time.
So much for online learning. *snickers*
In the meantime, what of my brother's education?
Enter Shira the tuition teacher..? Dun dun dun...
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
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