School is currently killing me - what with endless homework, prefect duty even though it's much simpler than last year but I have to miss 10 to 15 minutes of classes after recess, Interact with Miss Nav not being our teacher adviser anymore and IU Day still not really planned, sport practices which is just to oblige the teachers to show how dedicated we are even if some of us really have no athletic talent namely yours truly, extra classes like Music and Japanese with me having to take Music as an extra subject in SPM and going for some national level Japanese exam in KL this year end, new subjects in Form 4 that have so much to understand and memorize but so little time, incoming assignments on miscellaneous tasks, staying back till so late just to fulfill the PNP thingamajig, and now the next reason for more white hair - taking up Queen's Guide for real, trying to finish up the buku logs, what with my Kelas Dua nowhere near done yet, having to start on Tali Pekelilingan earlier than the previous batch, us being the last batch under Cik Low who will definitely want us to be her best yet, going broke to prepare for I-don't-know-how-many-tests which involves loads of camping, cooking, photo-developing, and buying more test pads for buku logs. Tell me I'm doomed.

Tuition is being a drag, especially after school. I have Biology, Chemistry, Physics, Add. Math and BM for the time being, but I have homework from all these too. And I'm expected to finish them. Not even Pn Rohaini will let me off now for not doing my essays now!

Piano lessons are still on hold, the original plan of completing Grade 8 before SPM seems so bleak now. My only option of a part-time job as a piano teacher after SPM is going down, since my mum objects to every other part-time job out there that's available.

Have to find a new club for sports. It's now either joining the Chess Club or if I really can, Archery. But for Archery it's only limited to those that can really play and represent the school as the main team, but seriously, sounds like something I still have a chance at doing rather than the Gymnast Club which I had been a not so active member for the past three years. Evonne would completely get what I'm talking about.

Rozi is not helping either. Seriously, she still asks me to do reports for her, find people to do her work for her, and persuade the rest to play Cak or Pacik performances for school events. And with that, she still refuses to let me have a copy of the keys for the Music Room! Honestly, how am I to do certain work if I can't even enter the Music Room which is locked half the time and I still feel bad for having to bug Xin Yun everytime just for the keys!

What's more, I'm trying to survive with Accounts, which I am now currently clueless in. If it's in English, life would be easier for me, since my mum could teach me. But now, she can't understand any of the Malay terms and I lost my only hope for somebody to guide me in Accounts. Yikes? Yeaps indeed.

And then there's debate, IIUM, and other random events that may just pop out of nowhere which makes attendance compulsory. I would love to go, and honestly don't want to sound whiny, but I'm kind of tired from this current lifestyle and I don't even know whether I can spare not going for tuition or skipping school to attend school trips anymore. And if any of the activities clash, it'll be the end of the world for me. Not exaggerating there.

I don't even have time to revise anymore. Oh please, don't let my parents kill me if I fail my first exam. I doubt I can pass anything at this rate.

And you know what?

I'm still trying to stay positive at this point, but I find it so freaking hard.

I'm praying so hard to get used to upper secondary life.

I miss just mucking around after PMR.

I miss RYLA '08, especially fellow RYLA-rians whom I can truly call FRIENDS.

I miss sleeping in during the holidays.

Compared to life now, Form Three was peanuts, and to think that I'd complained so freaking much.

So readers, if there are still any since everyone is back to their own busy lives, if I don't update on a regular basis, it's 'cos I'm still trying to adapt to this culture shock and so-called honeymoon year apparently, bullshit to that human that made that theory up.

This blogger shall not be held responsible for any form of injury or after effects .
In other words,
"Don't Sue Me.
Me Have No Duckets.
Nor A Life."
"Sweet Sixteen."

Pffffffft.

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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!

School is currently killing me - what with endless homework, prefect duty even though it's much simpler than last year but I have to miss 10 to 15 minutes of classes after recess, Interact with Miss Nav not being our teacher adviser anymore and IU Day still not really planned, sport practices which is just to oblige the teachers to show how dedicated we are even if some of us really have no athletic talent namely yours truly, extra classes like Music and Japanese with me having to take Music as an extra subject in SPM and going for some national level Japanese exam in KL this year end, new subjects in Form 4 that have so much to understand and memorize but so little time, incoming assignments on miscellaneous tasks, staying back till so late just to fulfill the PNP thingamajig, and now the next reason for more white hair - taking up Queen's Guide for real, trying to finish up the buku logs, what with my Kelas Dua nowhere near done yet, having to start on Tali Pekelilingan earlier than the previous batch, us being the last batch under Cik Low who will definitely want us to be her best yet, going broke to prepare for I-don't-know-how-many-tests which involves loads of camping, cooking, photo-developing, and buying more test pads for buku logs. Tell me I'm doomed.

Tuition is being a drag, especially after school. I have Biology, Chemistry, Physics, Add. Math and BM for the time being, but I have homework from all these too. And I'm expected to finish them. Not even Pn Rohaini will let me off now for not doing my essays now!

Piano lessons are still on hold, the original plan of completing Grade 8 before SPM seems so bleak now. My only option of a part-time job as a piano teacher after SPM is going down, since my mum objects to every other part-time job out there that's available.

Have to find a new club for sports. It's now either joining the Chess Club or if I really can, Archery. But for Archery it's only limited to those that can really play and represent the school as the main team, but seriously, sounds like something I still have a chance at doing rather than the Gymnast Club which I had been a not so active member for the past three years. Evonne would completely get what I'm talking about.

Rozi is not helping either. Seriously, she still asks me to do reports for her, find people to do her work for her, and persuade the rest to play Cak or Pacik performances for school events. And with that, she still refuses to let me have a copy of the keys for the Music Room! Honestly, how am I to do certain work if I can't even enter the Music Room which is locked half the time and I still feel bad for having to bug Xin Yun everytime just for the keys!

What's more, I'm trying to survive with Accounts, which I am now currently clueless in. If it's in English, life would be easier for me, since my mum could teach me. But now, she can't understand any of the Malay terms and I lost my only hope for somebody to guide me in Accounts. Yikes? Yeaps indeed.

And then there's debate, IIUM, and other random events that may just pop out of nowhere which makes attendance compulsory. I would love to go, and honestly don't want to sound whiny, but I'm kind of tired from this current lifestyle and I don't even know whether I can spare not going for tuition or skipping school to attend school trips anymore. And if any of the activities clash, it'll be the end of the world for me. Not exaggerating there.

I don't even have time to revise anymore. Oh please, don't let my parents kill me if I fail my first exam. I doubt I can pass anything at this rate.

And you know what?

I'm still trying to stay positive at this point, but I find it so freaking hard.

I'm praying so hard to get used to upper secondary life.

I miss just mucking around after PMR.

I miss RYLA '08, especially fellow RYLA-rians whom I can truly call FRIENDS.

I miss sleeping in during the holidays.

Compared to life now, Form Three was peanuts, and to think that I'd complained so freaking much.

So readers, if there are still any since everyone is back to their own busy lives, if I don't update on a regular basis, it's 'cos I'm still trying to adapt to this culture shock and so-called honeymoon year apparently, bullshit to that human that made that theory up.

This blogger shall not be held responsible for any form of injury or after effects .
In other words,
"Don't Sue Me.
Me Have No Duckets.
Nor A Life."
"Sweet Sixteen."

Pffffffft.

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