My best of the best piano teachers, Miss Ng Xu Ann. =) She's the one on the left by the way.

Why do I ah-dore her so?

1. Cos she's the most sporting piano teach I had ever have so far.
2. Cos she lets me have the freedom of choosing my songs for my exams, not like the majority of piano teachers that are so paranoid over their students and choose their songs for them. There are it's advantages, but I prefer to do the choosing. I AM a Taurus-ean ;)
3. She understands my constantly increasing workload and never-ending CCAs in school is causing my piano practice to go down, but she never scolds or nags me =D Though I'm gonna change this soon. No more getting weird grades for my practical. I'm gonna get at least a pass to redeem myself V(^.^)V And make her proud of course!
   
4. She's like my best friend. I can tell her everything. And we really can talk about anything under the sky! =)
5. We always share our problems. Whether it's about her work or my school affairs we never fail to whip up solutions for the other :)
6. She's always supports me in whatever I do. She is also another that doesn't judge me by my cover.
   
7. And most importantly, she taught me how to play the piano with 'feeling' and expression. She had taught me the true art of piano playing. And that's with talking in class for 50 minutes and banging scales and songs for a mere ten minutes! XD

And which one of you have a piano teacher that is photogenic and even has a Friendster profile?

Never challenge me in this aspect XD

She's one cool teach! =D

*****
Had another debate meeting today.

You should be well informed that Asrama 1 is mosquito-infested.

And it HAD to be a day when all the hostel girls are NOT IN.

So the mozzies took the opportunity to taste our sweet blood more than ten times.

Not like I counted but yeah, it's a lot.

This is the first time I went without tying my hair and looking all selekeh with aunty-like slippers.

And I did my Math exam in a time span of 1 and a half hours XD

Which I'm so sure I was gonna fail at cos Miss Nav happily counted in the time when we started digging through the hostel girls' bags for a compass and protractor. That alone took 15 minutes.

And the freaking compass BROKE.

It was already broken it seems. But we managed to make it worse..?

Heheh. Our apologies to the girl who owns the pink pencil case with stripes.

And please pray for my success in Maths to gain the 85 passing mark which only our class have and I don't know why the heck she has to do that and I'll pray for yours too ;)

Ah yes, my thanks to Irwin for keeping me on the right track.

To think I was on the verge of QUITTING debate.

*****This is a message to a person that could be a dear friend but is now not really so.

To Sue-Ann. I know you don't read my blog but I hope you do so you can wake up from La-La Land, vocab credits to Sherrylee.

Do you actually know we, your so-called friends are still on not so bad terms with you only to avoid you from freaggin' cutting yourself again? It's not worth throwing away your life like this for stupid, naive and childish teenage love which you have to exaggerate too much on it.

Why am I saying this? Even though you only attempted suicide twice?

Cos all of us know how unstable you can get emotionally. You make the biggest fuss over the smallest matters. You think only you're right. You expect the world to be at your service 24/7. You criticize people, but people can't even comment about you. You can talk about your own self for hours, but you won't even give a minute to the ones you're ranting at.

Your weaknesses? You get influenced by people too easily. You are so naive to believe everything people say. You can't stand up at your own two feet. You depend on people like they're your oxygen and you need them to practically breathe. You can't even face the simplest of matters in life. If that's the case, how are you ever gonna face the real world?

Welcome to reality.

You know what? I'm really sorry to be so harsh to you in school, but that's because we want you to realize what's going on without us painfully saying it in your face. But seriously, if there's still no freaking reaction from you, we are going to tell you straight in your face, and drill it in your head, on the last day of school before term break. So you can think and ponder about it.

And you know, you can stop copying my style and attitude, and the way I speak as well. To me, copying me is no form of flattery, I'll just think you are an empty-headed human who doesn't have their own stand nor imagination and creativity. And I seriously don't respect people like that.

In fact, I look down on them. I feel sorry for them.

For living such a boring and aimless life.

You can also stop ragging on about your crushes which change every week. I was never interested. In fact, it's so boring I hardly listen to what you're saying. Love never really was an applicable feeling to me. I had never felt love for the past 9 years.

And you also claim to have family problems? Please. Listen to the people around you and you'll know why we don't care what heck about you.

What are your problems?

Your father's busy. Your mum nags. Your brother can't stop bullying you and making fun of you.

THAT'S NOTHING compared to the people surrounding you.

You have friends whose parents are divorced. They don't have a complete family like you.

You have friends who have parents that are in major financial difficulties. You have a dad who's a doctor and you're reasonably much more able than the most of us in the $ aspect.

You have friends who have their loved ones that had passed on. Your family members are alive and healthy as well. Appreciate your family for God's sake! And to think you said her late father was CRAZY. You never considered how hurt she felt when she heard that.

You are a selfish, childish and idiotic bitch.

Yes, you are not even a biatch. You are a bitch.

Pardon the vulgarity dear readers.

And would you like to know what she does to gain attention everyone?

She throws a tantrum and bangs the table,
just to get the peers to see her.

She makes a fuss from a small matter,
so that we're care and not ignore her. (even if we wanted to.)

She wails and screams when she gets frustrated,
the whole class looks, she smirks, then dozes.

When she emos, nobody bothers,
when she's gone, all of us ponder.

What we think was this simple sentence,
"Thank god she's gone, it's all for the better."

I'm just representing everyone, and yes I'm not exaggerating, EVERYONE who just can't stand your attitude.

If you want real friends my dear, you should try and change your attitude man. Seriously.

If you really end up reading this, I rather if you feel offended, cos that way you'll get all huffed up over my meanness and you can ignore me AT LAST.

To everybody who's reading, I'm never this mean, but I really have to get this out and wake this girl from her own imaginary land.

And as somebody who's pretty neutral with the friends factor, I do hope she can change for the better.

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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!

My best of the best piano teachers, Miss Ng Xu Ann. =) She's the one on the left by the way.

Why do I ah-dore her so?

1. Cos she's the most sporting piano teach I had ever have so far.
2. Cos she lets me have the freedom of choosing my songs for my exams, not like the majority of piano teachers that are so paranoid over their students and choose their songs for them. There are it's advantages, but I prefer to do the choosing. I AM a Taurus-ean ;)
3. She understands my constantly increasing workload and never-ending CCAs in school is causing my piano practice to go down, but she never scolds or nags me =D Though I'm gonna change this soon. No more getting weird grades for my practical. I'm gonna get at least a pass to redeem myself V(^.^)V And make her proud of course!
   
4. She's like my best friend. I can tell her everything. And we really can talk about anything under the sky! =)
5. We always share our problems. Whether it's about her work or my school affairs we never fail to whip up solutions for the other :)
6. She's always supports me in whatever I do. She is also another that doesn't judge me by my cover.
   
7. And most importantly, she taught me how to play the piano with 'feeling' and expression. She had taught me the true art of piano playing. And that's with talking in class for 50 minutes and banging scales and songs for a mere ten minutes! XD

And which one of you have a piano teacher that is photogenic and even has a Friendster profile?

Never challenge me in this aspect XD

She's one cool teach! =D

*****
Had another debate meeting today.

You should be well informed that Asrama 1 is mosquito-infested.

And it HAD to be a day when all the hostel girls are NOT IN.

So the mozzies took the opportunity to taste our sweet blood more than ten times.

Not like I counted but yeah, it's a lot.

This is the first time I went without tying my hair and looking all selekeh with aunty-like slippers.

And I did my Math exam in a time span of 1 and a half hours XD

Which I'm so sure I was gonna fail at cos Miss Nav happily counted in the time when we started digging through the hostel girls' bags for a compass and protractor. That alone took 15 minutes.

And the freaking compass BROKE.

It was already broken it seems. But we managed to make it worse..?

Heheh. Our apologies to the girl who owns the pink pencil case with stripes.

And please pray for my success in Maths to gain the 85 passing mark which only our class have and I don't know why the heck she has to do that and I'll pray for yours too ;)

Ah yes, my thanks to Irwin for keeping me on the right track.

To think I was on the verge of QUITTING debate.

*****This is a message to a person that could be a dear friend but is now not really so.

To Sue-Ann. I know you don't read my blog but I hope you do so you can wake up from La-La Land, vocab credits to Sherrylee.

Do you actually know we, your so-called friends are still on not so bad terms with you only to avoid you from freaggin' cutting yourself again? It's not worth throwing away your life like this for stupid, naive and childish teenage love which you have to exaggerate too much on it.

Why am I saying this? Even though you only attempted suicide twice?

Cos all of us know how unstable you can get emotionally. You make the biggest fuss over the smallest matters. You think only you're right. You expect the world to be at your service 24/7. You criticize people, but people can't even comment about you. You can talk about your own self for hours, but you won't even give a minute to the ones you're ranting at.

Your weaknesses? You get influenced by people too easily. You are so naive to believe everything people say. You can't stand up at your own two feet. You depend on people like they're your oxygen and you need them to practically breathe. You can't even face the simplest of matters in life. If that's the case, how are you ever gonna face the real world?

Welcome to reality.

You know what? I'm really sorry to be so harsh to you in school, but that's because we want you to realize what's going on without us painfully saying it in your face. But seriously, if there's still no freaking reaction from you, we are going to tell you straight in your face, and drill it in your head, on the last day of school before term break. So you can think and ponder about it.

And you know, you can stop copying my style and attitude, and the way I speak as well. To me, copying me is no form of flattery, I'll just think you are an empty-headed human who doesn't have their own stand nor imagination and creativity. And I seriously don't respect people like that.

In fact, I look down on them. I feel sorry for them.

For living such a boring and aimless life.

You can also stop ragging on about your crushes which change every week. I was never interested. In fact, it's so boring I hardly listen to what you're saying. Love never really was an applicable feeling to me. I had never felt love for the past 9 years.

And you also claim to have family problems? Please. Listen to the people around you and you'll know why we don't care what heck about you.

What are your problems?

Your father's busy. Your mum nags. Your brother can't stop bullying you and making fun of you.

THAT'S NOTHING compared to the people surrounding you.

You have friends whose parents are divorced. They don't have a complete family like you.

You have friends who have parents that are in major financial difficulties. You have a dad who's a doctor and you're reasonably much more able than the most of us in the $ aspect.

You have friends who have their loved ones that had passed on. Your family members are alive and healthy as well. Appreciate your family for God's sake! And to think you said her late father was CRAZY. You never considered how hurt she felt when she heard that.

You are a selfish, childish and idiotic bitch.

Yes, you are not even a biatch. You are a bitch.

Pardon the vulgarity dear readers.

And would you like to know what she does to gain attention everyone?

She throws a tantrum and bangs the table,
just to get the peers to see her.

She makes a fuss from a small matter,
so that we're care and not ignore her. (even if we wanted to.)

She wails and screams when she gets frustrated,
the whole class looks, she smirks, then dozes.

When she emos, nobody bothers,
when she's gone, all of us ponder.

What we think was this simple sentence,
"Thank god she's gone, it's all for the better."

I'm just representing everyone, and yes I'm not exaggerating, EVERYONE who just can't stand your attitude.

If you want real friends my dear, you should try and change your attitude man. Seriously.

If you really end up reading this, I rather if you feel offended, cos that way you'll get all huffed up over my meanness and you can ignore me AT LAST.

To everybody who's reading, I'm never this mean, but I really have to get this out and wake this girl from her own imaginary land.

And as somebody who's pretty neutral with the friends factor, I do hope she can change for the better.

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