Suddenly I realised it has been one whole month since my last post,
And I didn't planned to schedule my post like this, anyway
Hahaha
There's always time when I wanted to post something planned, places I went, people i met, funny things that happened, memorable days, and of course heart-tearing lessons
But, there's always a thinking telling me to wait,
accumulate all and post them at once,
Or always giving excuses to myself like,
I'm too tired after the tests and assignments, I need some rest.
Or the worst part, I will write it
YES. The word tomorrow. Then the day after tomorrow. Then the day after tomorrow's tomorrow. That's how when nothing get done.
Pathetic. Hahaha
So, be prepared for a long long post for this.
Suggestion: Read on or press the X on top right of your screen now.
So now,
26/03/12 The People I Met
Yes, JJ Lin, in Gurney new wing. I know the picture is poor. It's already 5megapixel. SO sad :(
The amazing part is I was having my finals. Hooray!
HAHAHA. Cool right, and sincerely hope I didn't screw up my finals. X)
This was on 26/03/12, where my finals fell on 26,28,30.
See that interval.
Yeah it's actually helping us (last-minute-kakis) by giving extra time to burn our eleventh-hour-midnight-oil,
Where i used it as an excuse to do my FIRST star-chasing-dream ( It has never been my dream though, I'm not the type like shouting, 老公我爱你！, seriously)
Hahahaha. Seriously serious. There were crazy fans shouting this in the crowd, despite that they were in a 988 Live Broadcast or even on the TV, I'm not that sure anyway.
JJ HAS AMAZING VOICE! His singing on LIVE was just like playing out from player. *melts*
Picture taken on my way back to carpark on 3rd floor.
Before leaving I was at, ermm, actually an unnoticeable spot, right beside the tiang with red-bordered-black-coloured-white-worded-poster. Hee
Look at that CROWD. Those heads that look like matches, I mean the matches that can burn your house. Oops X)
My own personal estimation, around a thousand people in new wing that day.
Proven: JJ Lin's 魅力无法挡
Of course with my 'pro' camera skill, I only managed to catch part of the crowd.
The crowd conquered the ground floor, and even the first, second, third floor railing. wowww?
Anyway, a same kind of celebrity-promotion activity done on the same stage on the same week Friday.
And this will be
30/03/12 The People I didn't Meet
I'm not in Gurney that day, this is from a neighbour worker of my ex-working company who took it when she was working and posted it on her facebook.
He is Daniel Lee, if you don't know, a Malaysian Idol winner. He has quite a good voice I think.
My mum likes him. Because he defeated a Malay participant by his talent. Hahahah. We watched the process when he won the champion. Errr, couples of years ago though.
Anyway, the crowd was poor I think =X
Huge difference in comparison. Haha.
Okay, NEXT.
31/03/12 Thing I Never Dreamed to Touch
YES. A TRUMPET! This is not the real object though, I get from the Goooogle. Haha
I joined a association's band called, Youth Band. Seriously, it's YOUTH Band, I get shocked when the members are of 9 years old onwards. A lot of youthfulness right.
This will be long story if you ask why I would join it. *Skip
Back to the trumpet, I really never thought of 'contacting' with trumpet, it's not even my dream, like what I dreamed to get was Saxophone.
I prefer Saxophone sexy sound a lot more than Trumpet's. And the functioning way differ a lot too, too hard for me, I blow most air than the sound, buzzing so hard, so sad. :(
But, since I was assigned to this hard task, I will try my best. :')
And NOW. Freebies X)
01/04/12 The April Fool Freebies
The very last minute notification from him during the night before the day. FREE movie ticket! X)
So the story goes like this.
25k tickets to be given by over 20 cinema branches in Malaysia, to maximum of 4tickets per person
= ABOUT 250 people can take the redemption only
SO, we went to queue in the early morning when the mall's light haven't been on and the escalators were not even start to operate.
And, on the same time, IT'S APRIL FOOL DAY u know, when we walked out from the lift and see no crowd outside the cinema, we thought it was a prank, and a waste of our effort.
BUT, as we walk towards the counter,
Oh yeah, it's not a prank. Lol
And, it took half hour for us to redeem the ticket.
ONLY two tickets anyway, because the free tickets were only available for 2.00pm movie on that day
Means that we don't get to watch all movies as we thought we could, DAY DREAMING.
So this is it. TWO pieces of free tickets after half hour queuing. Lame I know. Hahahahah
I wanted to watch 'Mirror Mirror' which was not available in the given list. Sad case. :(
I always loved fairy tales story with a happy happy ending since small times.
I don't know how many times had I watched Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs when I was small.
Replaying the tape (the time when we don't have any CDs yet) all over again.
Hahaha. Faithful right? X)
And due to the consequences, we picked 'Marrying Mr Perfect', a HK comedy that laugh your ass out. X)
Of course heart-touching story too, which was too much can-be-found-in-fairy-tales-story.
Hahahah. In short, not realistic (own opinion) but a great movie though.
Good medium for stress-relieving need. X)
Then. NEXT.02/04/12 The Food I Love
I thought i won't have the chance to enjoy it this time, I DON'T have the member card.
But the good news came when he successfully borrowed one from his friend.
Awwww. Salmon. Sluuuurp!
This is what normal people will get during the Bonanza period, again picture from the Gooooogle. Hee.
And for us, to avoid lunch time long long long queue, we decided to go after lunch time about 3pm.
And what put me down was, me and him, TWO people, ate EIGHT plates of sushi only.
How sad was that :((
Okay, the reason: We ate something before going to Gurney, avoid gastric and over-hungry.
The sushi rice was too filling, but if we just pick and eat the sushi top = waste of food. SIGH
So the turn out was disappointing. Hahaha. But in a positive way,
We SAVED our purse X)
AND, the Genie in a letter.
08/04/12 The Miracle
Things are much more worthwhile when you lost them once.
And when the price paid, lesson learnt, tears dropped, strength regained,
And to be told that you gonna lost them for a second time,
The experience and heart-pinching feeling were nowhere to get.
Then the good news of almost-regaining them is indescribable, nobody will feel that exact excitement on the moment upon the miracle call, no one but only yourself.
Appreciate everything you had, whether it will be better or worse the next moment, at least you had enjoy the moment you had them in your hands.
Keep my fingers crossed again.
:))))))))))
09/04/12 The Thing Called Inspiration
I read a blogpost about, 'Why I Regret getting Straight A1 in SPM'
I bet the candidate was not of our generation. Much older times. Haha
At the moment, I was very curious on what to regret on a 16 A1 result in your SPM?
You will be the star shining all the way, don't you?
So I spent about 15mins to investigate it. Such a long post you know.
But curiosity kills the cat, it drives me keep on reading.
Hahahah.
And suddenly I felt so damn lucky that I'm not a 16A1 student.
I would die from a 3-5hours-everyday-sleep X)
Read it if you feel the same. HAHAHA.
Out of expectation, the main post doesn't catch much of my attention,
It's the comment of the post, the longest comment at the page bottom,
Even longer than the main post, and heart-touching story
What will you do if your mum died? And your dad remarried with a woman with 6children.
And then divorced and married again a 26years old woman who is actually capable of becoming your sister
I actually read this comment for 20mins plus I think.
Really adores the girl much, of what she had gone through, and how she get her life settled.
The comment was really long, especially in my post, but I don't want any of you reading this to miss a great story.
This really inspired me much. Spare some of your time and read on :)
Hello? Hello? Guys? Yeah, you all need to calm down a bit. See, we’ve all got some views on stuff. And the way I see it, its pretty ‘brilliant’! You guys showed so much passions by using all sorts of languages when expressing your feelings. ‘Well done’! Hope you’re ‘proud’
And thing is. While reading this, I cant help but thinking yess! This is so true. Not in my time though. I’ve heard this story from some friends. And it was much sadder when you listen to it, rather than reading it off the internet. So I think maybe some of you may have felt it. Some kind of connection with what this guy wrote. And maybe the rest didn’t. Thus, the differences and the mean words you guys used.
But let me tell u my story. I took my SPM back in 2010. It was horrible year for me. Cause on that yr I moved from this really nasty school in PD, to this really high-class school in Seremban. Why its high-classed? Well it earned ‘CLUSTER’ title for the amazing achievements over the years. Its kinda big for TEKNIK schools. And things were so different there, compared to my last school. I didnt think I was gonna go for it, but my friends in PD, told me I should try it. They thought if it didnt work, I can always come back. Which was kinda silly. But they gave me courage, and added to my really-wanting-to-change the view desperation, I got transferred.
First day was tough. Kids at my new school, acted all weirdy when I mentioned my last school. And one teacher even belittled me in his classes. He’s super-cute. Married and has 6 kids, another was on the way, but he’s really cute. He acted all fierce, and ready to kick some butts all the time, but at the end, we all agreed he was really nice. Anyway, back to the story. I really hit it off with the boys in class when one day, this guy came to me and hit me in the head, from behind, bcause he thought I was another girl who he teased everyday. Then, when he realized I wasn’t her, he quickly apologized. But I walked away, cause I thought it didn’t matter. I was having a rough day, and what the boy did, really was the least thing I cared about. But interesting happened. The boy kept coming at me for the rest of the day, pushed a lollipop to my face, saying sorry over and over. And bcause of him, after that day, I didnt feel so outcasted anymore.
Thing is I had always been the one with the brain in my family. So when my father proposed for me to move away, to be honest I never thought I would survive in a new place. Truth is my form 4 final exam’s result isn’t so shiny. I got a C for physics, and Bs for english and BM. And the rest? All the other 7 subjects got flushed into Es. Yes, I was worse than bad. But funny thing was even though my result was unbelievably disgusting for all u glamorous people, I WAS one of the best student in that school.
But my father thought I could do better than that. Honestly, holding on to that, I managed to grab the best number in my class after the first test in new school. It was months after I moved in. And while mingling with all my new friends, I did some catch-ups on my studies, and its been some crazy months too. Throughout the process, I found out that these new people weren’t so special either. Turned out my former school provided way more technicalities to us students than my once-current-school. In there, it was more theory stuff. So when it was time to do our little assignments involving some circuits drawing, or assembly some components to certain circuits, the kids were kinda clueless. Lucky for them! I was there!In my previous school, the teachers treated us like we were some retarded kids. They taught us steps after steps, very carefully so that our brain will not be overloaded, somehow. While in my new school, kids were treated like they were superficials, and were a group of MR and MS KNOW IT ALL. Like a bunch of Einstein juniors. Its kinda funny really.
But whats really funny was after my second test, after I still managed to get the number 1 spot in class, all these classy kids started to come to me for study sessions. And I tell you, that number 1 spot that I got the second time? The result for my second test? I didnt even try to get it. Things just gotten easier after my first test. I swear! Mybe it was bcause I’ve been so well-behaved in class bcause I didnt want the teachers to speak about my past, so I managed to learn so much. And holding on to that alone, have got me thru without even studying. But it really was fun.
I didnt pay too much work on studies at home. I’d went out whenever. This was cause I didnt have a mother, I mean the actual one, and my father occasionally spent time with my stepmother at night, and never home during the day. And I honestly didnt have limits on anything! I can even skip school if I wanted to. My father would question, but he wouldnt push me, bcause it was my choice, he thought. And I know he should have been tougher, but I didnt have a mother remember? Too pushy will make me feel crappy okay? Besides it was my choice to study in that nasty school in PD, and then I listened to him and moved away, what else can he possibly ask for?
But as much as interesting it sounded, I am a girl wthout a mother. I cant stay in the same house with another woman who wanted to be my mother bcause then, I will turn rebellious. I didnt participate in much mother-talks between my friends. I didnt have a relationship with my father either. So whats left? Yep, school! So that was that. I went to school everyday to get away. It made sense to me then, but now while telling u people this, I felt kinda lousy. Like I wasnt rebellious enough. Like I was fine with all of it. Well, let me tell you straight up. It wasnt!
Couple of weeks bfore my SPM trial, my father n my stepmother got a divorce. I was the only one in the court besides them. No other children were there. (I have 3 siblings, and my stepmother has 6 children.) Maybe bcause I can afford to skip school or so. Maybe thats why my father wanted me to come along. And after all these tiring process, it finally ended. I went home with my father, not feeling a thing. Not being affected by the divorce at all. As if that didnt happen to my family.
Later I got a text from my former mother, saying she was upset and I didnt care. She was mad at me bcause I didnt even cry at the court. She said I was nasty, and thought I didnt love her. Well, thats just so full of crap. I did love her. Still do. I mean, the only reason we didnt live together was bcause she got kids. And those kids were not meant to have new sisters and brothers. They got nasty all the time! Thats why my father got us kids separated homes. It wasnt my fault if I didnt show her emotions. I was way pass that. I showed enough emotions when she took my father away. And I showed way, way much emotions when my mother died, and she went around and decided to settle down for the third time, with my father this time, and it was like 3 months after my mother’s death. I shed too much tears, and I was done with it! But well, we still texted and called each other til this very day. Sure I didnt come to her when I had problems, but if I needed to feel like I’m a person, she was alwys there.
Anyways, back to the school stuff. That divorce really affected me somehow. It sure didnt do much to me on after a few days. But weeks later? The fact suddenly hit me. I will never have a mother! Seems like mothers are never stick around long enough around me. Even an imaginary mother suddenly lost her way and failed to comfort me when I was sad.
This was affecting my studies too. I rarely focused in class. And result? Well I scored an E in my add maths. Sejarah was a D. The whole class got it bad too. Not as bad at me. But well, what definition of bad anyways? For a moment, the whole class went quiet. It was funny really. Its like if you drop ur needle, or something even tinier and lighter, not a single person can miss the sound.
Then, Syaraf, he has a wonderful voice,he went to the whiteboard and wrote words. It was really inspiring, and we all made a pack that day, that we were going to try harder for the final exams. And we did. At least I thought I was. Sure I didnt spend my nights studying. I didnt stop watching TVs, and study more. I didnt read books that I’m supposed to read, instead I read some novels and some silly mags. I stayed up late at nights, listening to songs, and write poems about it. But I did not study. What I did was paying attention at school. And between classes, I would ignore my friends and do my own light reading. Sure it didnt help much, but it was alot for me. I didnt feel encouraged at home. Cause no one was really there. But in school? Well, you kinda feel inspired to be all nerdy, and make guys like you for behaving so well..
But anywys, I did take some times off of my busy schedule, and studied during the night bfore every paper I was going to take. Sejarah was different. I went to school with my friends when it was closed. My main goal was to meet my crush, but it was so quiet then, so everybody was in the mood to study. So I did some readings first and told them the story of the past, the history. And when I missed a few points or so, my friends would corrected me. Bcause they have studied it, and I didnt. So to them I was refreshen up their memories, and to me, it was a give and take. Haha.
After the final’s over, I went away to stay with my sister. She just got a daughter, and I was going to be a babysitter for her. Theres nothing for me in it, really. I wasnt going to get paid. But I’d do anything to get away from my father, or from staying with my grandma. So when the result came out, I wasnt in Seremban to check it out. My father went there, meeting all my friends. He texted my sister later, that I got 7 As and 3 Bs. It isnt much, but who cares? I didnt even do much, so I deserved it, right? Well maybe not. Maybe I deserved a little less, but pls dont get all jealous okay.
Anyways the 3 Bs were Add Maths, Lukisan Kjuruteraan and Chemistry. Hahah! Laugh on me cause I really did like all 3 subjects. Especially LK, man I had such a great time during LK classes!
So the moral of all this was, you didnt do it bcause of yourself, you never did. Great things that you achieve mostly are bcause of someone else. I didnt change school bcause of me. I did it bcause my father wanted too, and bcause my friends ‘hated’ to see me around anymore. And I didnt try to get As during my first test in my new school bcause of me. I did it bcause I thought I’d prove all them people that they’re wrong. And of course after that, I studied bcause I was supposed to teach some of my friends stuff. But that was it. Until now, I alwys studied bcause of someone else. If you do things for yourself, of course you wont feel anything.
Of course putting all these hard works on the SPM has been a regret to you. You were only doing it for yourself! You didnt picture it as a gift to your parents, or as an inspiring ideas to be planted in the future SPM candidates, or even to your siblings. You didnt think hard enough my friend.
Sure we’re not going to get anywhere with a laid-back attitude, and carelessness. But who says getting all worked-up, and trying too hard can get you get things? Try it man. I’m continuing it. Still doing it now. I studied for my friends, bcause universities can get you lazy, and my friends especially the boys, well they apparently love their beds more than the classes. But me? Still finding classes are the getaways. Still finding that the best way to get a hand on these knowledges is to get it first-hand from the lecturers.
And guess what? 4.0 first semester. 3.86 the second. Again 4.0 the third semester. This was cause I’ve been spending loads of times studying with my crush (and his friends), so I kinda need to make him feel like I achieved a great pointer was bcause of him, and then this semester? 3.57….. Its the saddest I know. Well, I got an excuse for it! I’ve been working on some robotics stuff for a competition in Singapore. Its big! Thus, failure to attend classes. But hey, the lecturers impressed! And once I managed to squeeze myself into a class, a teacher told me I was great. Thats a get-going for me! I know its not much. My relationship with my father still sucky. But he got a new wife now. A 26 yr old. She could be my sister!
So why dont you? Find something more to keep you going. Even evil things like getting back to your aunties for being unfriendly to you. That could be something. And as far as your social lifes? Well if you think you cant do it, why put yourself in it? 16 subjects are alot man! Even for modern Einstein. Sure its mind-blowing. But why? What you got to prove anyway? That ur brain is spacious enough to fit the entire 16 books in it? Man, get a life!
