L-R:
The Aspiring Ballerina,
The Emotional Weirdo,
The Life of The Class,
The DiGi Advertiser.
Last memoir with Aishah Sabina aka Abiin.

During our Modern Math class earlier..

Azri : Leonie, do you have your Chemistry PEKA with you now?
Leonie : Yearh, I do. Azri, are you okay?
Azri : *shakes head*
Leonie : (Maybe she's not feeling well or just damn exhausted. Don't ask too much, I thought.) *searches for Chemistry PEKA and gives it to Azri*

May: Where's Abiin? Is she absent?
*goes off to search for Abiin*

A few minutes later, May came back.

In tears.

Saying what only could be the worst news that could happen to somebody in our class.

"Abiin went to Teknik already.."
Wham.

It then hit me that Abiin wasn't doing her usual disappearing act from class with Azri and Anna.

No wonder Azri looked upset.

No wonder Anna looked glum.

No wonder I felt like a familiar presence in class wasn't there anymore.

No wonder I had this horrid gut feeling since I reached the school gates this morning.

No wonder May kept on asking about Abiin.

No wonder I kept pushing away that bugging thought that Abiin might have moved to either STF or Teknik.

It then hit me, that I was being such a selfish happy-go-lucky twerp in the morning when I wanted to distribute the newspapers to all the classes with Min Wen.

It was then, I couldn't hold my back own tears.

Again.

The same scenario.

So familiar was this scene, I cried even harder.

So stupid was I, not knowing Azri was freaking upset that Abiin was gone.

What made the whole thing even gloomier and much more upsetting after May broke the news to us in tears.

Leonie : Azri, I'm so sorry I didn't know what happened..*hugs*
Azri : *long silence*
Azri : There won't be the Triple A in class anymore..
Leonie : I made that name for you guys..and now..*cries even harder*

I'd always thought Azri was a really strong person.

She still is, but this is the first time I saw her tearing up.

Only something major can make Azri cry.

I feel horrid for not noticing earlier.

I'm so sorry, Azri.

I really am.

I didn't even get to say a proper goodbye to Abiin.

To Abiin, my beloved Kambing, I miss you like heck. I can merely wish you all the best in your new school, and that 4 Science 1 is different without you here.

To the Triple A..

Remember the time when you three tied yourself together with a belt and walked around the front of the class laughing your heads off and making me laugh as well? In the end you guys lost your balance and fell looking like a heap of mess, tangled with each other. You guys even laughed it off when the teacher came in looking at the knotty situation you guys were in. That made my day.

Remember when Abiin and Azri jumped onto my back without any warning and almost broke my back doing so? I had a good laugh though even if my muscles were sore from carrying them around.

Remember when Ong escaped? The three of you just came back to class when Anna realized Ong was missing, and what happened after that can only be described with a piercing scream and you three running into class like mad maniacs, announcing that Ong escaped and was just outside. We caught Ong and I documented the whole event. We had fun dissecting frogs and camwhoring and just being mad scientists and crazy surgeons.
I miss those days already.

These are the times which will be precious memories of days spent in high school when we graduate from high school the end of next year.

I love my Triple A buddies so freaking much, 'cos they really make me feel accepted somehow for being my crazy weird self.

Anna and Azri, we'll be the Emo Gang together.

Abiin, stay strong in your new school. I'll still see you on Fridays right, when you come over for Ninja practice? Though like what Azri said, it's not the same like the last time when you still were in 4SC1 with us.

Those who do not shed their tears, doesn't mean they're strong.
Those who cry their hearts out loud, they're not as fragile and weak as they look.


To Mella, you take care too.

*****Might be going on a short hiatus.

Not only 'cos of the exams, but also I need some time alone to sort my thoughts out. The fact that I need to learn to accept that people come and go in my life.

Problem is, when it is people that are dear to you, that mean so much to you the ones that leave you all of a sudden, you can't help but feel the pain from their absence..

..can you?

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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!

L-R:
The Aspiring Ballerina,
The Emotional Weirdo,
The Life of The Class,
The DiGi Advertiser.
Last memoir with Aishah Sabina aka Abiin.

During our Modern Math class earlier..

Azri : Leonie, do you have your Chemistry PEKA with you now?
Leonie : Yearh, I do. Azri, are you okay?
Azri : *shakes head*
Leonie : (Maybe she's not feeling well or just damn exhausted. Don't ask too much, I thought.) *searches for Chemistry PEKA and gives it to Azri*

May: Where's Abiin? Is she absent?
*goes off to search for Abiin*

A few minutes later, May came back.

In tears.

Saying what only could be the worst news that could happen to somebody in our class.

"Abiin went to Teknik already.."
Wham.

It then hit me that Abiin wasn't doing her usual disappearing act from class with Azri and Anna.

No wonder Azri looked upset.

No wonder Anna looked glum.

No wonder I felt like a familiar presence in class wasn't there anymore.

No wonder I had this horrid gut feeling since I reached the school gates this morning.

No wonder May kept on asking about Abiin.

No wonder I kept pushing away that bugging thought that Abiin might have moved to either STF or Teknik.

It then hit me, that I was being such a selfish happy-go-lucky twerp in the morning when I wanted to distribute the newspapers to all the classes with Min Wen.

It was then, I couldn't hold my back own tears.

Again.

The same scenario.

So familiar was this scene, I cried even harder.

So stupid was I, not knowing Azri was freaking upset that Abiin was gone.

What made the whole thing even gloomier and much more upsetting after May broke the news to us in tears.

Leonie : Azri, I'm so sorry I didn't know what happened..*hugs*
Azri : *long silence*
Azri : There won't be the Triple A in class anymore..
Leonie : I made that name for you guys..and now..*cries even harder*

I'd always thought Azri was a really strong person.

She still is, but this is the first time I saw her tearing up.

Only something major can make Azri cry.

I feel horrid for not noticing earlier.

I'm so sorry, Azri.

I really am.

I didn't even get to say a proper goodbye to Abiin.

To Abiin, my beloved Kambing, I miss you like heck. I can merely wish you all the best in your new school, and that 4 Science 1 is different without you here.

To the Triple A..

Remember the time when you three tied yourself together with a belt and walked around the front of the class laughing your heads off and making me laugh as well? In the end you guys lost your balance and fell looking like a heap of mess, tangled with each other. You guys even laughed it off when the teacher came in looking at the knotty situation you guys were in. That made my day.

Remember when Abiin and Azri jumped onto my back without any warning and almost broke my back doing so? I had a good laugh though even if my muscles were sore from carrying them around.

Remember when Ong escaped? The three of you just came back to class when Anna realized Ong was missing, and what happened after that can only be described with a piercing scream and you three running into class like mad maniacs, announcing that Ong escaped and was just outside. We caught Ong and I documented the whole event. We had fun dissecting frogs and camwhoring and just being mad scientists and crazy surgeons.
I miss those days already.

These are the times which will be precious memories of days spent in high school when we graduate from high school the end of next year.

I love my Triple A buddies so freaking much, 'cos they really make me feel accepted somehow for being my crazy weird self.

Anna and Azri, we'll be the Emo Gang together.

Abiin, stay strong in your new school. I'll still see you on Fridays right, when you come over for Ninja practice? Though like what Azri said, it's not the same like the last time when you still were in 4SC1 with us.

Those who do not shed their tears, doesn't mean they're strong.
Those who cry their hearts out loud, they're not as fragile and weak as they look.


To Mella, you take care too.

*****Might be going on a short hiatus.

Not only 'cos of the exams, but also I need some time alone to sort my thoughts out. The fact that I need to learn to accept that people come and go in my life.

Problem is, when it is people that are dear to you, that mean so much to you the ones that leave you all of a sudden, you can't help but feel the pain from their absence..

..can you?

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