"Photography and fashion works the same way.
You might miss the perfect photograph within seconds,
and fashion has its own time and era.
It's either you're in or out,
now or never."
-my little camera, ©gottabeagga-
No matter what career I choose in the future, nobody or nothing is ever going to make me hate my interests.

Something that Lyn said is right. I might just hate photography/writing/fashion/art/etc. when its a job instead of a hobby. I won't deny that.

Even mumsie said that even I get to do something I love, I might just get bored of it.

But! There's something called taking risks.

It's not exactly my fault that I don't have a normal ambition to be a doctor, lawyer, accountant, or an engineer okay. I just don't want to be like everyone else.

I conformed just to fit in the last time, only to realise it's a big mistake to not be myself for all these years. I'm trying to make up for my past mistakes, as an apology to the inner me for faking a lot of me all this while.

And besides, I'm not as hardworking nor motivated as my classmates, who might not be my classmates next year as there's a possibility that I might be streamed into 5SC2, to get the best grades, memorise facts till you get all flustered up and bark at random people who get into your way of attaining the top positions in class. (To classmates who are reading this, I am not directing this at anyone in particular, so don't sue me if this offends you.)

Please, I barely passed Add Maths and I'm quite sure something similar might happen for Accounts. And yes people, I failed my Add Maths. I got a 39. I'm not exaggerating, nor being paranoid like the usual me the last time.

I believe I'm smart. Everyone is, in fact.

It's just how you use that brain of yours, and your attitude in life, that makes you smart or stupid.

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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!

"Photography and fashion works the same way.
You might miss the perfect photograph within seconds,
and fashion has its own time and era.
It's either you're in or out,
now or never."
-my little camera, ©gottabeagga-
No matter what career I choose in the future, nobody or nothing is ever going to make me hate my interests.

Something that Lyn said is right. I might just hate photography/writing/fashion/art/etc. when its a job instead of a hobby. I won't deny that.

Even mumsie said that even I get to do something I love, I might just get bored of it.

But! There's something called taking risks.

It's not exactly my fault that I don't have a normal ambition to be a doctor, lawyer, accountant, or an engineer okay. I just don't want to be like everyone else.

I conformed just to fit in the last time, only to realise it's a big mistake to not be myself for all these years. I'm trying to make up for my past mistakes, as an apology to the inner me for faking a lot of me all this while.

And besides, I'm not as hardworking nor motivated as my classmates, who might not be my classmates next year as there's a possibility that I might be streamed into 5SC2, to get the best grades, memorise facts till you get all flustered up and bark at random people who get into your way of attaining the top positions in class. (To classmates who are reading this, I am not directing this at anyone in particular, so don't sue me if this offends you.)

Please, I barely passed Add Maths and I'm quite sure something similar might happen for Accounts. And yes people, I failed my Add Maths. I got a 39. I'm not exaggerating, nor being paranoid like the usual me the last time.

I believe I'm smart. Everyone is, in fact.

It's just how you use that brain of yours, and your attitude in life, that makes you smart or stupid.

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