I WANT RESPECT.
The message is clear.
Enough said.
-I want respect, ©ddeee.-
Hello fellow readers.

I have very good reasons on why I haven't been updating so often as I had used to before.

Well, one of the reasons could be because of how overwhelmingly popular I'd suddenly become on Facebook, especially. I'm really touched by how my close friends, namely Khai and Gup who put in sooo much effort in taking videos of the lovely familar faces in SIGS, Omega and even those from SMK Dato' Penggawa Timur. Man, you both rock. Thanks so much. (':

Which reminds me, to everybody who are in both videos, thank you all for the well-wishes, prayers, kind words, encouragement and support. All your words are highly appreciated. (:

Ah, yes. Back to my point.

I found out about certain things that aren't very pleasant to the ears.

Going back to school last Thursday during May's birthday, and seeing so many familiar faces was really awesome. I couldn't have asked for more.

But of course, there's always the good and bad side to everything.

Teacher A: Leonie! I saw your bald pictures on Facebook already. Very edgy huh?
Leonie: Oh gosh. *hopes for ground to open up and swallow her whole immediately.*

Source: Hey Leonie! This teacher found your blog. I saw your blog link on a piece of paper she was fiddling with.
Leonie: ...what?!

Okay, that does it.

First of all, I am fully aware that having an online life makes me very open to unwanted attention and eyes to pry upon my life.

Before I was diagnosed with lymphoma, I had a pretty undisturbed life regarding this blog of mine, my Facebook, etc. Only my friends were open to my online life. Period.

And now, apparently I'm known as The Girl Who Has Cancer At Seventeen, which makes a lot of sense to why I'm suddenly having an overwhelming amount of emails in my inbox, and of course, the endless number of friend requests on Facebook. And yes, some of these friend requests happen to be those from my school teachers.

Now now, don't be mistaken dear teachers. I mean, those who happened to stumble across this humble abode of mine.

It's not that I do not want to accept your friend requests, but like I had mentioned before, my online life was only open to my peers and friends before this.

It's this personal principle of mine to not add my cousins, relatives, aunties, uncles, even my own parents on Facebook. Or anywhere else online, at that.

Teachers, are also included in the list. With the exception of Pn. Meerita, who is unfortunately not teaching in our school anymore. I do miss her lessons, honestly. Before she taught me English, I never properly enjoyed English lessons. En. Ismail managed to change that perception of mine, thankfully. I miss his lessons too. Sigh.

I understand, my dear teachers. You want to add me up on Facebook to keep up with my latest updates, to be aware of what I'm going through.

To put it really bluntly here, I do not appreciate it at all.

Even my own parents, they are perfectly aware I own a blog, have a Facebook account, a normal online life as a teenager.

But my parents actually bother to respect my privacy online. They trust me enough to handle my online life with care.

So I'm actually quite miffed when I found out my school teachers have been placing in a lot of effort just to go through my life.

Look, if there's anything, my respected school teachers, you can always call. From what I had found out from my friends, a lot of you have been asking around for my phone number. Isn't that enough? I would be glad to enlighten you about my condition, updates on my treatment, and such.

It's really not necessary at all to dig up information about me online.

I, like any other teenager, deserve some freedom of speech online. A way of expressing myself to the online community.

And having school teachers to invade my online life like this, I'm losing another channel to creatively write and express myself.

So please, dear teachers. I mean no offense at all.


I really respect all of you, being my elders, my school teachers. People who are more educated than me, experienced than me in living life.

This matter disturbed me greatly. I can even say that I'm still attempting to recover from the trauma this has caused me. It has caused me to not update as often as I would like.

Going through chemotherapy, knowing the fact that I have cancer at 17, that's not the worst part. I'm strong enough to live with that fact. I'd accepted the fact already.

But having my online life checked up and my life being regarded as some other random Hollywood celebrity, to have the latest news, rumours and gossip about me being passed around like papparazzo craving for the latest ups and downs of Kong Leonie?

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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!

I WANT RESPECT.
The message is clear.
Enough said.
-I want respect, ©ddeee.-
Hello fellow readers.

I have very good reasons on why I haven't been updating so often as I had used to before.

Well, one of the reasons could be because of how overwhelmingly popular I'd suddenly become on Facebook, especially. I'm really touched by how my close friends, namely Khai and Gup who put in sooo much effort in taking videos of the lovely familar faces in SIGS, Omega and even those from SMK Dato' Penggawa Timur. Man, you both rock. Thanks so much. (':

Which reminds me, to everybody who are in both videos, thank you all for the well-wishes, prayers, kind words, encouragement and support. All your words are highly appreciated. (:

Ah, yes. Back to my point.

I found out about certain things that aren't very pleasant to the ears.

Going back to school last Thursday during May's birthday, and seeing so many familiar faces was really awesome. I couldn't have asked for more.

But of course, there's always the good and bad side to everything.

Teacher A: Leonie! I saw your bald pictures on Facebook already. Very edgy huh?
Leonie: Oh gosh. *hopes for ground to open up and swallow her whole immediately.*

Source: Hey Leonie! This teacher found your blog. I saw your blog link on a piece of paper she was fiddling with.
Leonie: ...what?!

Okay, that does it.

First of all, I am fully aware that having an online life makes me very open to unwanted attention and eyes to pry upon my life.

Before I was diagnosed with lymphoma, I had a pretty undisturbed life regarding this blog of mine, my Facebook, etc. Only my friends were open to my online life. Period.

And now, apparently I'm known as The Girl Who Has Cancer At Seventeen, which makes a lot of sense to why I'm suddenly having an overwhelming amount of emails in my inbox, and of course, the endless number of friend requests on Facebook. And yes, some of these friend requests happen to be those from my school teachers.

Now now, don't be mistaken dear teachers. I mean, those who happened to stumble across this humble abode of mine.

It's not that I do not want to accept your friend requests, but like I had mentioned before, my online life was only open to my peers and friends before this.

It's this personal principle of mine to not add my cousins, relatives, aunties, uncles, even my own parents on Facebook. Or anywhere else online, at that.

Teachers, are also included in the list. With the exception of Pn. Meerita, who is unfortunately not teaching in our school anymore. I do miss her lessons, honestly. Before she taught me English, I never properly enjoyed English lessons. En. Ismail managed to change that perception of mine, thankfully. I miss his lessons too. Sigh.

I understand, my dear teachers. You want to add me up on Facebook to keep up with my latest updates, to be aware of what I'm going through.

To put it really bluntly here, I do not appreciate it at all.

Even my own parents, they are perfectly aware I own a blog, have a Facebook account, a normal online life as a teenager.

But my parents actually bother to respect my privacy online. They trust me enough to handle my online life with care.

So I'm actually quite miffed when I found out my school teachers have been placing in a lot of effort just to go through my life.

Look, if there's anything, my respected school teachers, you can always call. From what I had found out from my friends, a lot of you have been asking around for my phone number. Isn't that enough? I would be glad to enlighten you about my condition, updates on my treatment, and such.

It's really not necessary at all to dig up information about me online.

I, like any other teenager, deserve some freedom of speech online. A way of expressing myself to the online community.

And having school teachers to invade my online life like this, I'm losing another channel to creatively write and express myself.

So please, dear teachers. I mean no offense at all.


I really respect all of you, being my elders, my school teachers. People who are more educated than me, experienced than me in living life.

This matter disturbed me greatly. I can even say that I'm still attempting to recover from the trauma this has caused me. It has caused me to not update as often as I would like.

Going through chemotherapy, knowing the fact that I have cancer at 17, that's not the worst part. I'm strong enough to live with that fact. I'd accepted the fact already.

But having my online life checked up and my life being regarded as some other random Hollywood celebrity, to have the latest news, rumours and gossip about me being passed around like papparazzo craving for the latest ups and downs of Kong Leonie?

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