T-minus 47 days till I sit for SPM. Then less than 30 days after my last paper, I will be off to England. Thinking about leaving home to study scares the hell out of me sometimes.
I will be alone and I won't have any friends on the first day of college. I remember my first day of primary school where I was entering a class full of strangers and I never felt so scared and alone. Way back then, I had my mum to cry to, but when I enter college, I wouldn't have anyone to run to.
I'll be on my own.
I would have to make new friends all by myself and the thought terrifies me.
First days always bring me nightmares.
Okay, now that I've got my fear out of my head, I'll just have to toughen up and be confident.
Who knows? Maybe there is someone out there who is in the exact situation as I am.
So anyone out there who is attending or will be attending CATS, I guess I'll see you there in January :)
Dang it, I'm still nervous.
Friday, September 20
Monday, September 16
149
I've been so obsessed of having this "like the movies" kind of relationship where feeling happy and loved every single day was expected. I got way over my head thinking those kind of relationship really do exist.
I started picking on small little things that weren't supposed to be part of a "loving" relationship and made those little things seemed like a big problem. I started worrying and becoming a little bit too emotional about it.
I forgot about my principles. I forgot that I promised myself that I won't be that type of girl when it comes to relationship, the type that expects too much from a guy, the "Overly Attached Girlfriend" type. I got too caught up with the idea of a perfect relationship that I wanted my current relationship to be exactly like the idea of a "perfect" relationship that was implanted in my head through chic novels and romantic movies.
It took a hard blow to the head to finally clear my mind. I realized how selfish I have become and that I also lost a part of me in the process. It ached to know that it was too late to undo the damage but I am blessed to have someone who is patient enough to let me fix it.
It's amazing how much I learned from a simple (some said it to be complicated) human interaction.
A guy who calls himself "Master of Love" once said to me:
Some people may interpret it by their own ways, but to me, it made me remember of my promise to myself.
I started picking on small little things that weren't supposed to be part of a "loving" relationship and made those little things seemed like a big problem. I started worrying and becoming a little bit too emotional about it.
I forgot about my principles. I forgot that I promised myself that I won't be that type of girl when it comes to relationship, the type that expects too much from a guy, the "Overly Attached Girlfriend" type. I got too caught up with the idea of a perfect relationship that I wanted my current relationship to be exactly like the idea of a "perfect" relationship that was implanted in my head through chic novels and romantic movies.
It took a hard blow to the head to finally clear my mind. I realized how selfish I have become and that I also lost a part of me in the process. It ached to know that it was too late to undo the damage but I am blessed to have someone who is patient enough to let me fix it.
It's amazing how much I learned from a simple (some said it to be complicated) human interaction.
A guy who calls himself "Master of Love" once said to me:
"Relationships for our age aren't meant to be taken very seriously.. You get into a relationship to know that at the end of any day, someone will always be there to make you feel better."
Some people may interpret it by their own ways, but to me, it made me remember of my promise to myself.
Sunday, September 8
You know what sucks?
Wanting to go where ever you want but you can't because you have not gotten your license yet.
But you know what sucks even more?
Wanting to go where ever you want but still can't even though you already have your license.
From the previous post, you would know that I was excited about finally getting my driver's license. I expected that I would be able to drive to school, the state library and to training on a daily basis. In reality however, I got my license card 2 weeks late and my dad only allow me to drive around the housing area with supervision. Like driving around houses would let me get a taste of how actual driving is.. bitch please.
Maybe you'll say, "Hey, at least he lets you drive.." and think that I'm being over-dramatic about this but what if you hear your own brother saying this:
and my dad still defending him (after I scolded him for being insensible) saying that I should be forgiving and caring because I am a follower of Christ and that I shouldn't take what he said into heart.
What's the point of paying RM1,500 for my driving lessons and exams only to not let me drive in the end? And what's the point of passing the exam and still getting laughed at for being a terrible driver when you haven't even seen me drive?!
Even my tutor said I am steady enough to drive and still my brother has to make fun of my driving as if he knows how I drive. He couldn't even tell the difference between forty thousand and four thousand and he is TWELVE. What's even worse is having my parents backing him up and saying I always remember the negative parts of life and not the positive part.
Honestly, I just want him to shut the fuck up and think before he speaks because when he enters high school while shit still flowing through his mouth, he would have a bad time.
Still, my dad will forever stand by his side because my little brother is an angel to him and probably seemed like the only child among the siblings who would want to follow in his footsteps in becoming a lawyer and hopefully a politician.
Biased family is biased.
Shouldn't even be online now, but since I deleted my Twitter app, this seemed like the only place for me to rant. Having a history test tomorrow, probably should start studying.
Sigh, I can never win an argument with my dad.
Till whenever I see you. xx
But you know what sucks even more?
Wanting to go where ever you want but still can't even though you already have your license.
From the previous post, you would know that I was excited about finally getting my driver's license. I expected that I would be able to drive to school, the state library and to training on a daily basis. In reality however, I got my license card 2 weeks late and my dad only allow me to drive around the housing area with supervision. Like driving around houses would let me get a taste of how actual driving is.. bitch please.
Maybe you'll say, "Hey, at least he lets you drive.." and think that I'm being over-dramatic about this but what if you hear your own brother saying this:
"Hey, maybe soon I'll see you on the obituary page" *laughs*
and my dad still defending him (after I scolded him for being insensible) saying that I should be forgiving and caring because I am a follower of Christ and that I shouldn't take what he said into heart.
What's the point of paying RM1,500 for my driving lessons and exams only to not let me drive in the end? And what's the point of passing the exam and still getting laughed at for being a terrible driver when you haven't even seen me drive?!
Even my tutor said I am steady enough to drive and still my brother has to make fun of my driving as if he knows how I drive. He couldn't even tell the difference between forty thousand and four thousand and he is TWELVE. What's even worse is having my parents backing him up and saying I always remember the negative parts of life and not the positive part.
Honestly, I just want him to shut the fuck up and think before he speaks because when he enters high school while shit still flowing through his mouth, he would have a bad time.
Still, my dad will forever stand by his side because my little brother is an angel to him and probably seemed like the only child among the siblings who would want to follow in his footsteps in becoming a lawyer and hopefully a politician.
Biased family is biased.
Shouldn't even be online now, but since I deleted my Twitter app, this seemed like the only place for me to rant. Having a history test tomorrow, probably should start studying.
Sigh, I can never win an argument with my dad.
Till whenever I see you. xx
Saturday, August 24
"P"
Finally, after more than 6 months of driving a manual car, renewing my "L", and endless scoldings from my tutor when I let go of the clutch too early/slow. I finally got my driver's license.
To be honest, I was afraid I was going to fail cause my driving is very inconsistent (mainly because of the clutch), but praise the Lord and my guardian angel, I managed to avoid all bumps, metaphorically.
I was kind of expecting a "congratulations on your license" car waiting for me when I got home but like always, life isn't predictable. Instead my dad said that I shouldn't hit the road until after SPM. Well luckily for the countdown I know it is less than 3 months. Oh well.
I'm kind of proud of myself I managed to pass on the first try because a lot of people kind of doubted my ability to drive as my feet can't reach the pedals unless the seat is drawn to the maximum front, and I had to look over the dashboard cause I'm just too short, but screw them. I can drive now.
So to all you guys out there reading, don't let what other people say stop you from getting what you deserve. Look at me, I'm barely 5 feet and although it took me longer than usual, I can finally drive now.
Till next time :)
To be honest, I was afraid I was going to fail cause my driving is very inconsistent (mainly because of the clutch), but praise the Lord and my guardian angel, I managed to avoid all bumps, metaphorically.
I was kind of expecting a "congratulations on your license" car waiting for me when I got home but like always, life isn't predictable. Instead my dad said that I shouldn't hit the road until after SPM. Well luckily for the countdown I know it is less than 3 months. Oh well.
I'm kind of proud of myself I managed to pass on the first try because a lot of people kind of doubted my ability to drive as my feet can't reach the pedals unless the seat is drawn to the maximum front, and I had to look over the dashboard cause I'm just too short, but screw them. I can drive now.
So to all you guys out there reading, don't let what other people say stop you from getting what you deserve. Look at me, I'm barely 5 feet and although it took me longer than usual, I can finally drive now.
Till next time :)
Sunday, August 18
Being with another.
For the past few years, I've always wanted to know how it actually feels like to be in love, or at least, to be in a relationship. This curiosity probably came from reading chic novels and watching romantic movies and also seeing my friends get themselves into a relationship.
Social network played their part too, with Instagram and Twitter constantly filled with "monthsary" posts or tweets about hanging out with "le boyfie", I just kind of wanted to feel how is it like to be in love with someone, and for that someone to love me back.
I was blessed enough to find someone great last year. Words can never describe how grateful I was for him. For once, my life was smooth sailing.
That was what I thought.
After a few months of being in an amazing relationship, thinking everything is perfect and will always be, that's when the road became bumpy. I told myself things can never go smoothly forever and that I would have to go through the bumps. Trust me, there were times when I really felt like throwing in the towel and call it quits, but then I realised that I would only be running away from something amazing. Something that is worth staying for.
So I kept fighting for it.
To be really honest, I do not know what I am doing. I'm not sure if I should do it, or to not do it. Will he like it or will he just brush it away? I am at a complete lost.
I had to keep reminding myself that there is no "guidelines" or "instructions" for these kind of things and I have to just go with what my heart (and my mind) tells me to. I just want to impress him so badly, I want him to be proud of me.
Being in a relationship has proven to be one of the most challenging things for me. My emotions are all over the place, one second I want to hit him in the face, another second I want to hug him tightly. Don't get me wrong, he is one of the greatest guys I have ever known and a fun guy to be around with. But then, not everyone is perfect. As it has been said countless of times. "Don't find the perfect man, find the man, perfect for you."
It is still too soon to find Mr. Right anyways, but then, maybe I have already met him. Who knows? I'm only 17.
But currently, I do enjoy being in a relationship with him, even if it means messing up my emotions. :)
To those of you who are still in a relationship, I wish you all the blessings and happiness. And to those who are still searching, don't fret, the best one comes unexpectedly.
Till next time. xx
Social network played their part too, with Instagram and Twitter constantly filled with "monthsary" posts or tweets about hanging out with "le boyfie", I just kind of wanted to feel how is it like to be in love with someone, and for that someone to love me back.
I was blessed enough to find someone great last year. Words can never describe how grateful I was for him. For once, my life was smooth sailing.
That was what I thought.
After a few months of being in an amazing relationship, thinking everything is perfect and will always be, that's when the road became bumpy. I told myself things can never go smoothly forever and that I would have to go through the bumps. Trust me, there were times when I really felt like throwing in the towel and call it quits, but then I realised that I would only be running away from something amazing. Something that is worth staying for.
So I kept fighting for it.
To be really honest, I do not know what I am doing. I'm not sure if I should do it, or to not do it. Will he like it or will he just brush it away? I am at a complete lost.
I had to keep reminding myself that there is no "guidelines" or "instructions" for these kind of things and I have to just go with what my heart (and my mind) tells me to. I just want to impress him so badly, I want him to be proud of me.
Being in a relationship has proven to be one of the most challenging things for me. My emotions are all over the place, one second I want to hit him in the face, another second I want to hug him tightly. Don't get me wrong, he is one of the greatest guys I have ever known and a fun guy to be around with. But then, not everyone is perfect. As it has been said countless of times. "Don't find the perfect man, find the man, perfect for you."
It is still too soon to find Mr. Right anyways, but then, maybe I have already met him. Who knows? I'm only 17.
But currently, I do enjoy being in a relationship with him, even if it means messing up my emotions. :)
To those of you who are still in a relationship, I wish you all the blessings and happiness. And to those who are still searching, don't fret, the best one comes unexpectedly.
Till next time. xx
Wednesday, May 8
So yeah, Happy May everybody! It's currently 1:05AM on this part of the world and I'm still awake.
It's not that I'm staying up late on a school night is my way of rebelling, rather the opposite, for the past 3 hours, I have been completing this written assignment that needs to be passed up by 7:20AM later today. And no, it wasn't a last minute thing, she gave us the paper just only yesterday. So basically, I'm not the only one burning the midnight oil.
Well, I haven't been blogging lately and for those who are curious (or who actually care) I just haven't been able to find a time to sit down and collect my thoughts. These few months had been hectic! Breakdowns were inevitable. Anyways, it's going to be over soon and maybe you'll see me post interesting photos of me here more often.
Oh, I just yawned. Probably is time to call it a day. Do take the time to enjoy my piece of "artwork" that I've spent 30mins cropping and "editing".
Thanks for everything everybody :)
Tuesday, March 12
Exasperated
She is done with herself.
Why is she still nice to everyone? Why couldn't she come out from hiding? She knew the answer to that. Being nice for her is her only hope, hoping that her friends, family and other people would remember her. It was a slim chance, but she tells herself at least there it is better than nothing.
She couldn't really admit to herself that she's broken. Everyday, she finds something, doesn't matter how dull or interesting it is, she strives for something to talk about or to think about, just something to numb her mind. She knows that once the numbness goes away, the pain and the hurt would just come back and take over. She was afraid of it, so afraid that she couldn't bring herself to tell it to anybody.
Her conscience tells her to talk to somebody. Who could she talk to? Her parents were far too busy to listen, her friends wouldn't know what to say. A counselor might sound like the only choice but who was she kidding? Telling all this to a counselor would only get her sent to the mental institution. She wasn't crazy or anything. She is just hurt.
And so she writes. All her thoughts and her sufferings, all transferred onto an old journal that she found in her late grandfather's box. It was never used so she told herself, "Why not?" Every time this pain and hurt comes and attack her, she writes them down. To her, writing it all down would take the thought out of her mind as it is expressed into words. It sorts her thoughts out, after that, she is able to shut the pain out and starts to numb her mind again with other things.
She hides it well though. She never shows it. There's no point in telling the world she is sad. She can only count on herself to turn the frown upside down. She made it a point that she would never let anyone take away her happiness or stand in her way of feeling happy.
"It's me against this bloody world" is engraved into her mind.
Why is she still nice to everyone? Why couldn't she come out from hiding? She knew the answer to that. Being nice for her is her only hope, hoping that her friends, family and other people would remember her. It was a slim chance, but she tells herself at least there it is better than nothing.
She couldn't really admit to herself that she's broken. Everyday, she finds something, doesn't matter how dull or interesting it is, she strives for something to talk about or to think about, just something to numb her mind. She knows that once the numbness goes away, the pain and the hurt would just come back and take over. She was afraid of it, so afraid that she couldn't bring herself to tell it to anybody.
Her conscience tells her to talk to somebody. Who could she talk to? Her parents were far too busy to listen, her friends wouldn't know what to say. A counselor might sound like the only choice but who was she kidding? Telling all this to a counselor would only get her sent to the mental institution. She wasn't crazy or anything. She is just hurt.
And so she writes. All her thoughts and her sufferings, all transferred onto an old journal that she found in her late grandfather's box. It was never used so she told herself, "Why not?" Every time this pain and hurt comes and attack her, she writes them down. To her, writing it all down would take the thought out of her mind as it is expressed into words. It sorts her thoughts out, after that, she is able to shut the pain out and starts to numb her mind again with other things.
She hides it well though. She never shows it. There's no point in telling the world she is sad. She can only count on herself to turn the frown upside down. She made it a point that she would never let anyone take away her happiness or stand in her way of feeling happy.
"It's me against this bloody world" is engraved into her mind.
Tuesday, February 19
2013 so far..
Excuse me for my absence this past month. SPM has proven to be a tough one to go through as of this moment. I must admit, there were times when I felt like just screaming in the middle of class and cry my heart out. With SUKMA just a couple of months away, fencing has been occupying my mind most of the time.
With overseas as well as local competitions and not to mention 3 times a week training and maybe a one week oversea training coming soon, I'm starting to worry about my studies. SUKMA and SPM are both things I don't want to miss out on and certainly I don't want to fail at it. So what can I do? Time management is always a weakness of mine as I get distracted too easily with the technology of today.
Everyday I ask myself this question "Can you do it?"
Till today, I haven't answered that.
Oh sighs, I might just have to take this day by day.
Turned 17 just recently and I can finally take my driver's license! Excited about that, passed the theory test and currently doing the 8 hours driving. So if you happen to see an "L" driver on the road and is having some trouble starting the engine, please don't get mad.. I'm still learning :)
Currently I have to juggle my training sessions, my studies and getting my driver's license. Oh go me..
I guess I can only blog about these part of my life. There are tons of homework waiting for me and I currently have a serious case of the acne and I don't really feel good about myself atm.
Till next time.
xx
With overseas as well as local competitions and not to mention 3 times a week training and maybe a one week oversea training coming soon, I'm starting to worry about my studies. SUKMA and SPM are both things I don't want to miss out on and certainly I don't want to fail at it. So what can I do? Time management is always a weakness of mine as I get distracted too easily with the technology of today.
Everyday I ask myself this question "Can you do it?"
Till today, I haven't answered that.
Oh sighs, I might just have to take this day by day.
Turned 17 just recently and I can finally take my driver's license! Excited about that, passed the theory test and currently doing the 8 hours driving. So if you happen to see an "L" driver on the road and is having some trouble starting the engine, please don't get mad.. I'm still learning :)
Currently I have to juggle my training sessions, my studies and getting my driver's license. Oh go me..
I guess I can only blog about these part of my life. There are tons of homework waiting for me and I currently have a serious case of the acne and I don't really feel good about myself atm.
Till next time.
xx
Monday, January 7
So I'm having a major exam this year.
SPM, which is like the A-levels in Malaysia.
And hence, tough tough tough tough tough year.
So anyone who's reading, do pray for me and my fellow schoolmates that we find the strength to go through this year.
Can't believe we're in our last years of high school already!
Day 30: A picture of someone you miss.
Christopher Lee Fah
My grandfather.
Although he passed away when I was only 4 years old, and I don't really have vivid memories with him, his life and his stories were passed on to me from my mother.
Every now and then, my mom would always talk about her very eccentric father, the Jack of all trades. He built the house that my aunts and uncles grew up in, he installed the first elevator in Sabah and he managed to bring up 8 kids with the monthly salary of less than RM1000.
Not only that, I also knew that he loved to travel and have been to many places except for China and Macau, his hometown, which he planned to but sadly didn't have the chance.
The reason why I miss him is because I never really got to know him. I wished I did. I wish he could bring me to his fishing trips or let me wear his cowboy hat (which is now on my mom's shelf) or at least tell me some of his stories from the days back then.
Sighs. Kung, I wish I could recall at least a memory of us together, but I never could. I only remember you scolding me for not saying "excuse me" when I tried to walk pass old people.Well, at least there's something I can remember you by.
Even though we weren't as close I wish we were, I still miss you.
I know it took longer than expected to finish this challenge, but this is Day 30.
Thursday, January 3
Honesty and good things that come with it..
(well, not necessarily)
For several years, I have had troubles being honest with myself and with others.
I wasn't being dishonest to mock or hurt anyone, but merely for the sake of everything. Or so I thought.
Just recently, I realised how rewarding it is to be honest for a change. I've managed to escape from a "would-be" terrible relationship and somehow ended up on the brighter side of the rainbow.
The truth does hurt but like the tumblr posts with words on it says "Hurt me with the truth, but don't comfort me with a lie." I know that a lot of people are afraid to tell the truth because they might not be able to accept the outcome of it, trust me, I am one of those people but learn to choose the right words to put it out there and maybe the outcome isn't as bad as it seems, might even be better.
Seriously, if you don't, it'll slowly eat you up from the inside and by the time you decide to let it out, it might not be pretty. Friends, lovers and family members should try to be honest with each other. I'm not saying it will be easy.
And to the friends, lovers or family members, if he/she is trying to be honest and what they say might be hurtful, do try to forgive them for they are trying to honest, for sure, you have something to say about them too.
A simple reminder though, a secret, when bestowed upon you is meant to be kept as a secret. Sharing it out to the whole world isn't an act of honesty but rather an act of betrayal of trust.
Do learn to differentiate this.
For several years, I have had troubles being honest with myself and with others.
I wasn't being dishonest to mock or hurt anyone, but merely for the sake of everything. Or so I thought.
Just recently, I realised how rewarding it is to be honest for a change. I've managed to escape from a "would-be" terrible relationship and somehow ended up on the brighter side of the rainbow.
The truth does hurt but like the tumblr posts with words on it says "Hurt me with the truth, but don't comfort me with a lie." I know that a lot of people are afraid to tell the truth because they might not be able to accept the outcome of it, trust me, I am one of those people but learn to choose the right words to put it out there and maybe the outcome isn't as bad as it seems, might even be better.
Seriously, if you don't, it'll slowly eat you up from the inside and by the time you decide to let it out, it might not be pretty. Friends, lovers and family members should try to be honest with each other. I'm not saying it will be easy.
And to the friends, lovers or family members, if he/she is trying to be honest and what they say might be hurtful, do try to forgive them for they are trying to honest, for sure, you have something to say about them too.
A simple reminder though, a secret, when bestowed upon you is meant to be kept as a secret. Sharing it out to the whole world isn't an act of honesty but rather an act of betrayal of trust.
Do learn to differentiate this.
Wednesday, January 2
Chapter 17: 20 days and counting
Waddddupppp?!
So following my end-of-2012 post, of course I had to say something about 2013, no matter how much I don't want to think about it, but I had to.
2013 huh, we survived the apocalypse. (I've always wanted to say that)
And because of that, I have to face the biggest exam in my life so far, SPM.
The one exam that will determine the type of university I'll get into and ultimately decide my future. So there's a whole lot going on this year.
Besides the exam, I have SUKMA too. I have set it as my goal to win a medal this year as I know deep down, it would be my last year to qualify for the Malaysian Games.
So in that few short sentences, it is probably clear how heavy this year will be and how I will be stressing about it. But! I decide not to over-stress myself this time around and take one day at a time and just try to enjoy my last year in high school. Yes, it is my last year. *sobs sobs*
Seeing it as I'm turning 17 in 20 days (not really excited about it), I might as well make a few "new year" resolutions for myself, even though I never actually accomplished any resolutions so far.
These are some of them:
1) Eat 5 portion of fruit each day
2) Oats and yoghurt for breakfast
3) Take care of my face
4) Train hard and focus
5) Weekly run at the lake
6) Save money for movies (Despicable Me 2, Monster's Inc. 2, G.I. Joe, Percy Jackson and Disney's version of Star Wars)
7) Be nicer and friendlier to people
8) Just study hard
I could go on and on about my resolutions or goals or whatever you call them but I really don't want to make promises I know I can't keep and one of them would be blogging. I'm not sure if I'll have much time to keep this blog alive but I will really try my best.
In the famous words of Simple Minds,
So following my end-of-2012 post, of course I had to say something about 2013, no matter how much I don't want to think about it, but I had to.
2013 huh, we survived the apocalypse. (I've always wanted to say that)
And because of that, I have to face the biggest exam in my life so far, SPM.
The one exam that will determine the type of university I'll get into and ultimately decide my future. So there's a whole lot going on this year.
Besides the exam, I have SUKMA too. I have set it as my goal to win a medal this year as I know deep down, it would be my last year to qualify for the Malaysian Games.
So in that few short sentences, it is probably clear how heavy this year will be and how I will be stressing about it. But! I decide not to over-stress myself this time around and take one day at a time and just try to enjoy my last year in high school. Yes, it is my last year. *sobs sobs*
Seeing it as I'm turning 17 in 20 days (not really excited about it), I might as well make a few "new year" resolutions for myself, even though I never actually accomplished any resolutions so far.
These are some of them:
1) Eat 5 portion of fruit each day
2) Oats and yoghurt for breakfast
3) Take care of my face
4) Train hard and focus
5) Weekly run at the lake
6) Save money for movies (Despicable Me 2, Monster's Inc. 2, G.I. Joe, Percy Jackson and Disney's version of Star Wars)
7) Be nicer and friendlier to people
8) Just study hard
I could go on and on about my resolutions or goals or whatever you call them but I really don't want to make promises I know I can't keep and one of them would be blogging. I'm not sure if I'll have much time to keep this blog alive but I will really try my best.
In the famous words of Simple Minds,
"Don't you forget about me"
Ending 2012
*was supposed to post this up before the New Year but since it's 2013 already, I decided to start from scratch*
So 2012 ended pretty quick for me, probably because I had so many things to look forward to.
I'll start off with my 2 weeks in St. Catz for the ORA Summer programme which is still the highlight of my life. It was such an amazing experience and it was worth failing Bio for.
Met so many amazing people over there in St. Catz, some which I know will be great in the future :)
Then two weeks after coming back from UK, I was back in training for the National Cadet and Junior Championship, which was a huge shock for me cause I expected to get a medal for the U-17 category but instead got a bronze for the U-21. Trust me, even my coach didn't see that coming.
Oh right in the middle of it all, Tom Daley won an Olympic Bronze ;)
But before that, my beloved grandaunt passed away, which brought a dark cloud over my mum's side of the family for quite a while. She was like my second grandmother, always there with her warm smile and her delicious sago pancake. I miss her so much.
For the rest of the year, it was mostly schoolwork and exams. It was my first year as a senior and I was lucky to have survived that. I was so blessed to be in an amazing class for 2012 (SENIOR ONE XIAO!) and I couldn't have asked for a more better class. It sure is sad that we are all separated this year. :(
Oh right, 2012 was also the year of standing in the crowds, screaming and singing along to artists :D So I managed to catch Anthony Neely, Pixie Lott (Thanks so much Heidi!) and also join in the fun at the HitzKK Birthday Invasion (Thanks so much Laura!) and also, I was lucky enough to be invited by my lovely sister to meet Sungha Jung just a few weeks back :)
Then it was Caroling season! I had tons of fun caroling with Jude's Hobbits and the CLOW ministry and it totally build up the spirit towards Christmas.
A week before the big day, I flew to Paris for a few nights stay (DISNEYLAND!) and then went back to Oxford where I spent Christmas with my family and London where I finally went to Tower Bridge.
Reached home just in time for the NYE's countdown at grandma's and for the first time in a long time, spent the New Year's with my eccentric family.
All in all, 2012 wasn't as bad as I thought it will be.
Well, 2013, I'd be happy if it was half as good as last year.
So 2012 ended pretty quick for me, probably because I had so many things to look forward to.
I'll start off with my 2 weeks in St. Catz for the ORA Summer programme which is still the highlight of my life. It was such an amazing experience and it was worth failing Bio for.
Met so many amazing people over there in St. Catz, some which I know will be great in the future :)
Then two weeks after coming back from UK, I was back in training for the National Cadet and Junior Championship, which was a huge shock for me cause I expected to get a medal for the U-17 category but instead got a bronze for the U-21. Trust me, even my coach didn't see that coming.
Oh right in the middle of it all, Tom Daley won an Olympic Bronze ;)
But before that, my beloved grandaunt passed away, which brought a dark cloud over my mum's side of the family for quite a while. She was like my second grandmother, always there with her warm smile and her delicious sago pancake. I miss her so much.
For the rest of the year, it was mostly schoolwork and exams. It was my first year as a senior and I was lucky to have survived that. I was so blessed to be in an amazing class for 2012 (SENIOR ONE XIAO!) and I couldn't have asked for a more better class. It sure is sad that we are all separated this year. :(
Oh right, 2012 was also the year of standing in the crowds, screaming and singing along to artists :D So I managed to catch Anthony Neely, Pixie Lott (Thanks so much Heidi!) and also join in the fun at the HitzKK Birthday Invasion (Thanks so much Laura!) and also, I was lucky enough to be invited by my lovely sister to meet Sungha Jung just a few weeks back :)
During the long year-end break, I went to work for 3 weeks, ended up getting paid half than expected, which was a bit unfair considering I did everything my boss asked me to. Oh well, this is the injustice of the underpaid and overworked.
Then it was Caroling season! I had tons of fun caroling with Jude's Hobbits and the CLOW ministry and it totally build up the spirit towards Christmas.
A week before the big day, I flew to Paris for a few nights stay (DISNEYLAND!) and then went back to Oxford where I spent Christmas with my family and London where I finally went to Tower Bridge.
Reached home just in time for the NYE's countdown at grandma's and for the first time in a long time, spent the New Year's with my eccentric family.
All in all, 2012 wasn't as bad as I thought it will be.
Well, 2013, I'd be happy if it was half as good as last year.
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