According to the title above, yes, that's the sub-topic for today. The fact that I broke my hiatus.

Cool. Haha.

Anyway, can't really blog much cos I still need to catch up on my 'reading' for next week's exams. Just that I'll make my points short, sweet and simple. Though i I DO have the mood to define and do more explaining, that will be next Tuesday night most probably.

First off I really wanna thank my dad so the freaking much for giving me so much support during this hard time. I admit that I cried real hard after my KH exam on Tuesday, so convinced I was not gonna get real high marks for it and I'm really failing it. (FYI, my definition of the word 'fail' is getting a B and below). The moment my dad came home he knew something was wrong and I was trying to lied my way out, saying I'm totally fine and that I'm just tired. He JUST KNEW. He asked about my paper that day and wham. I burst into tears once more. I'm not ashamed to admit that I cried. A lot. He adviced me loads and told me I didn't have to necessarily do this to myself, I can be perfectly normal and enjoy life instead of competing with the whole class for top spots and straight As'. That was it. I just had to relax. Mum was putting on a don't care attitude and was trying to tell me off but I knew she cared, or she wouldn't have called my dad to come home earlier and keep me company.

I'm real sorry to make my parents worried and I know what to do now. Guys, your parents may just keep on nagging at you to do well and be the best and all, but it's all for your own good. Pardon me for being naggy, but do appreciate your parents. They just want to bring the best out from you. And never say you hate them. That's a sin after they did so much to bring us up.

*holds tears back*

You guys can actually go celebrate cos all of you are losing a competitor for grades in the class. XD

And, next top news. I'm going to shift to morning session next year. And be stripped off my secretary post. Whatever already. I'll get something better in the morning. I hope. And my fellow AJK Tertinggi friends, let's get our beautiful certs from Cik Norazian. Or at least a prefect teacher. I'm mean. Hehe.

Yes, I do have something for a certain Angelline here, if she happens to stumble into this hidden blog of mine. Haha. Can you please stop sending me messages in Friendster asking me to vote for you in those silly competitions? And the organizer doesn't even know how to spell the word 'perfect'. I was having a look at what the goodness sakeness was this Totally Spies competition all about and the categories made me wanna puke all over the computer screen. Want some examples?

1. 'Prefect Spy' (They were trying to spell perfect I guess. Ugh. I can't stand people with bad spelling.)

2. 'Big Eye Spy' (Why you wanna compare in this aspect? All of us have different DNA and this is just plain..STUPID.)

3. 'Pretty Spy' (I. Give. Up.)

Geesh. It's all about vanity and comparing who's prettier, cuter, smarter, cooler, yada yada yada. People, we are all different. Which makes all of us special and different from one another. You don't have to compete in these kind of wuliao and nothing better to do competitions. Whoever that loses will suffer from a problem called emotional trauma about your looks, face shape, weight, etc. So my sincere and humble advice to Friendster users, DO NOT VOTE FOR THESE COMPETITIONS. Just leave it as it is, since we're way much more busier then these too free people.

Time to log off and sign out. Will be back with new updates (and a new blogskin I hope) next week.

Adious.

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

Is there anything else you would like to know about me?
Throw me your questions and/or doubts here! I honestly have nothing to hide, so you’ll expect the truth and nothing but the truth.

It’s only how I phrase my answers that you’ll have to be aware of.
Or…you can click hereto go back to reading!

According to the title above, yes, that's the sub-topic for today. The fact that I broke my hiatus.

Cool. Haha.

Anyway, can't really blog much cos I still need to catch up on my 'reading' for next week's exams. Just that I'll make my points short, sweet and simple. Though i I DO have the mood to define and do more explaining, that will be next Tuesday night most probably.

First off I really wanna thank my dad so the freaking much for giving me so much support during this hard time. I admit that I cried real hard after my KH exam on Tuesday, so convinced I was not gonna get real high marks for it and I'm really failing it. (FYI, my definition of the word 'fail' is getting a B and below). The moment my dad came home he knew something was wrong and I was trying to lied my way out, saying I'm totally fine and that I'm just tired. He JUST KNEW. He asked about my paper that day and wham. I burst into tears once more. I'm not ashamed to admit that I cried. A lot. He adviced me loads and told me I didn't have to necessarily do this to myself, I can be perfectly normal and enjoy life instead of competing with the whole class for top spots and straight As'. That was it. I just had to relax. Mum was putting on a don't care attitude and was trying to tell me off but I knew she cared, or she wouldn't have called my dad to come home earlier and keep me company.

I'm real sorry to make my parents worried and I know what to do now. Guys, your parents may just keep on nagging at you to do well and be the best and all, but it's all for your own good. Pardon me for being naggy, but do appreciate your parents. They just want to bring the best out from you. And never say you hate them. That's a sin after they did so much to bring us up.

*holds tears back*

You guys can actually go celebrate cos all of you are losing a competitor for grades in the class. XD

And, next top news. I'm going to shift to morning session next year. And be stripped off my secretary post. Whatever already. I'll get something better in the morning. I hope. And my fellow AJK Tertinggi friends, let's get our beautiful certs from Cik Norazian. Or at least a prefect teacher. I'm mean. Hehe.

Yes, I do have something for a certain Angelline here, if she happens to stumble into this hidden blog of mine. Haha. Can you please stop sending me messages in Friendster asking me to vote for you in those silly competitions? And the organizer doesn't even know how to spell the word 'perfect'. I was having a look at what the goodness sakeness was this Totally Spies competition all about and the categories made me wanna puke all over the computer screen. Want some examples?

1. 'Prefect Spy' (They were trying to spell perfect I guess. Ugh. I can't stand people with bad spelling.)

2. 'Big Eye Spy' (Why you wanna compare in this aspect? All of us have different DNA and this is just plain..STUPID.)

3. 'Pretty Spy' (I. Give. Up.)

Geesh. It's all about vanity and comparing who's prettier, cuter, smarter, cooler, yada yada yada. People, we are all different. Which makes all of us special and different from one another. You don't have to compete in these kind of wuliao and nothing better to do competitions. Whoever that loses will suffer from a problem called emotional trauma about your looks, face shape, weight, etc. So my sincere and humble advice to Friendster users, DO NOT VOTE FOR THESE COMPETITIONS. Just leave it as it is, since we're way much more busier then these too free people.

Time to log off and sign out. Will be back with new updates (and a new blogskin I hope) next week.

Adious.

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