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My mood did improve tremendously after two nights of popping half a sleeping pill into my mouth before I go to bed. Mind you, these sleeping pills are prescribed by my doctor okay. Yesterday night was even more splendid, since I managed to get a good night's sleep without relying on sleeping pills of any sort.

Less than a month left till SPM. Exactly one more week till my (hopefully) last chemo session. Freedom is so close, yet so far. There really is so much I want to do after SPM! December is going to be one busy month, what with most of us already rushing into the January intakes of various colleges or flying off to some other country to further their studies. I, on the other hand prefer to stay in the comfort of my home a bit longer and get my life sorted out first, especially health-wise before I consider all that.

I think I mentioned this before, but apparently it's decided that I'm to go for A-Levels at Sunway College Johor Bahru. It's either the June or July intake I'm registering for, because I'm going to take a nice deserved break for the first half of the year doing the things that I enjoy. My dad told me that as long as I pass SPM, he's already satisfied and happy with my results. Same goes with my mum. Of course, I know what I'm capable of. I'll do my best and attempt to get straight A's for two reasons - a) to please my parents and make them happy, and b) to prove that cancer patients can excel despite their conditions.

A-Levels is pretty flexible, especially for someone like me who hasn't decided exactly what field of work she wants to pursue in the future. That gives me about a year and a half to think about what course I really want to take when I'm done with A-Levels. I'm spoilt for choice when it comes to possible courses, but many of my friends think I'll do very well in journalism, especially fashion journalism. Basically, it's either that, criminal/clinical psychology, linguistics or mass communication.

I went to school today to have my graduation photograph taken. Pn. Hjh Norliah was very nice about the whole thing, and went to a lot of trouble to make me look presentable and awesome in my photograph. En. Rahilme, as usual, called me Nicole despite the new circumstances. Inside joke, maybe I'll explain it one day. He was the one who was in charge of taking my photograph. I also saw Miss Ng, En. Ismail, Pn. Norma, Pn. Sakinah, Pn. Haslinda, Pn. Hjh Norizah and Pn. Tan. I happened to see a lot of my peers as well, which was really nice since it had been ages I last saw them. Months, in fact!

Honestly, I'm dying from curiousity. But as they say, curiousity kills the cat. I'm not going to risk anything, so I rather not ask.

I'm questioning my abilities as I'm typing this blog post. I really wonder whether I can succeed in understanding two years' worth of syllabus for Physics, Biology, Chemistry, History and Add. Maths. I hardly remember how to crap for BM essays, and of course, I only intend to memorise the 36 moral values and their definitions a day before the actual exam. I can't remember the formats for Accounts, either. If miracles can really happen, I could do with one right now.

My last blog entry before I go on an official hiatus should be published when I'm in Malacca next week for my last chemo session. After that, it's full speed ahead in mugging for the exams till the 9th of December.

I'm re-reading the Harry Potter series again. I'm guilty of not finishing the seventh book, since I got frustrated and annoyed with Harry's never-ending angsty self halfway through the book. With Part One of its movie coming out in cinemas soon, I realised I never really understood many issues in the series. It's undeniable the books are much better than the movies, but I admit, I'm getting into the hype again after watching the first movie on Channel 5 recently. Personally, my favourite book is the first, but we'll see about that. Maybe I'll change my mind after I'm done with all seven books. Currently, I'm reading the second book. I really should be reading thick reference books instead.

I'm still curious. Oh well.

Cheers!

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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!

©Vintage Diary.
My mood did improve tremendously after two nights of popping half a sleeping pill into my mouth before I go to bed. Mind you, these sleeping pills are prescribed by my doctor okay. Yesterday night was even more splendid, since I managed to get a good night's sleep without relying on sleeping pills of any sort.

Less than a month left till SPM. Exactly one more week till my (hopefully) last chemo session. Freedom is so close, yet so far. There really is so much I want to do after SPM! December is going to be one busy month, what with most of us already rushing into the January intakes of various colleges or flying off to some other country to further their studies. I, on the other hand prefer to stay in the comfort of my home a bit longer and get my life sorted out first, especially health-wise before I consider all that.

I think I mentioned this before, but apparently it's decided that I'm to go for A-Levels at Sunway College Johor Bahru. It's either the June or July intake I'm registering for, because I'm going to take a nice deserved break for the first half of the year doing the things that I enjoy. My dad told me that as long as I pass SPM, he's already satisfied and happy with my results. Same goes with my mum. Of course, I know what I'm capable of. I'll do my best and attempt to get straight A's for two reasons - a) to please my parents and make them happy, and b) to prove that cancer patients can excel despite their conditions.

A-Levels is pretty flexible, especially for someone like me who hasn't decided exactly what field of work she wants to pursue in the future. That gives me about a year and a half to think about what course I really want to take when I'm done with A-Levels. I'm spoilt for choice when it comes to possible courses, but many of my friends think I'll do very well in journalism, especially fashion journalism. Basically, it's either that, criminal/clinical psychology, linguistics or mass communication.

I went to school today to have my graduation photograph taken. Pn. Hjh Norliah was very nice about the whole thing, and went to a lot of trouble to make me look presentable and awesome in my photograph. En. Rahilme, as usual, called me Nicole despite the new circumstances. Inside joke, maybe I'll explain it one day. He was the one who was in charge of taking my photograph. I also saw Miss Ng, En. Ismail, Pn. Norma, Pn. Sakinah, Pn. Haslinda, Pn. Hjh Norizah and Pn. Tan. I happened to see a lot of my peers as well, which was really nice since it had been ages I last saw them. Months, in fact!

Honestly, I'm dying from curiousity. But as they say, curiousity kills the cat. I'm not going to risk anything, so I rather not ask.

I'm questioning my abilities as I'm typing this blog post. I really wonder whether I can succeed in understanding two years' worth of syllabus for Physics, Biology, Chemistry, History and Add. Maths. I hardly remember how to crap for BM essays, and of course, I only intend to memorise the 36 moral values and their definitions a day before the actual exam. I can't remember the formats for Accounts, either. If miracles can really happen, I could do with one right now.

My last blog entry before I go on an official hiatus should be published when I'm in Malacca next week for my last chemo session. After that, it's full speed ahead in mugging for the exams till the 9th of December.

I'm re-reading the Harry Potter series again. I'm guilty of not finishing the seventh book, since I got frustrated and annoyed with Harry's never-ending angsty self halfway through the book. With Part One of its movie coming out in cinemas soon, I realised I never really understood many issues in the series. It's undeniable the books are much better than the movies, but I admit, I'm getting into the hype again after watching the first movie on Channel 5 recently. Personally, my favourite book is the first, but we'll see about that. Maybe I'll change my mind after I'm done with all seven books. Currently, I'm reading the second book. I really should be reading thick reference books instead.

I'm still curious. Oh well.

Cheers!

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