Im turning 17!

Woah!! I haven't updated for so long!! Well, recap! A lot happened actually. A LOT. But you know me, i just don't feel like writing it (actually I do but Im bad in putting down my ideas into words, you see). So I'm turning 17 in a few hours, and I'd like to kiss my 16 years old self goodbye. Dear 16 years old me, you've been foolish at times, and also very nice to everyone (ok kidding). I have to say I was proud of you. You were brave enough to try everything new and strong enough to face those many heartbreaks. Thank you for learning a lot during your time. I will miss you, my 16 years old self <3

Destiny Talk

One day, a chinese girl who is my classmate of 5 years sat with me in class. We had our normal conversations about life, like we always did ever since we became tablemates during Form 3. While we were talking, there was a momentary silence. She looked at me and said; I think you will get straight A's (in SPM [note: something like O-levels in Malaysia]). I asked her what made her think so. After a short pause, she replied, "because it is your destiny." My dear friend, I take your words as a sign from above. I know hidden in it is a message, a wake up call for me to start thriving towards that destiny of mine. Thank you god.

Chimiyapp.

She was as fierce as a tiger. Very ferocious. The sight of her at our classroom door sent shivers down our spines. No one dared to speak a word when she's in front. We feared her.

A year with her was enough for us. As good as she was, we couldnt stand the pressure we had to bear everyday. The thought of failing her test can drive one mad. Soon the year end school holidays started and we couldnt feel much happier to finally be free and feel a sense of relief.

-A new year of school has begun.
Last year, i always complained to my seniors about her and when i heard about how kind she is towards them, i felt shocked. Who is this person?
I was determined to change my perception towards her. I told myself, if she gets pissed with the class, its because we're jackasses and we totally deserve it. I told myself that I have no reason to be afraid of her.

We're heading towards the 3rd month of schooling and things are so far so good. I am starting to see that glow inside her- the great dedication she has in teaching us. We are slowly starting to appreciate her more, and she smiles more often in our class. Today i felt something strange during her class. When she taught us, i felt a warm...fuzzy..feeling inside me. I felt her motherly love towards us (and let's just hope it'll stay that way until the end). However, this does not mean that the tiger is tamed. She's still the fierce woman that we all know. Despite her getting pissed off with us, those moments actually made us laugh when we reflect on how silly it is. I pray that we all never ever take her kindness for granted, and that she'll forever teach us with love and dedication, as she currently is.

2012

It's 2012, the 2nd month and also the first post for this year. Hello stalkers.

Let's see...what happened eh? I am now in my final year of high school, a lot,

a lot, a lot, seriously, A LOT happened and I'm too lazy to write everything in words.

Life's been good.

A While Ago

So I was looking for cd's just now and I found one that's, one of a kind. It's a compilation of songs I made for someone about 2 years ago. Each one of the songs remind me badly of the feelings I had for him back then, and maybe I still do. I'm quite proud of myself too because the songs are mostly rock and the others are stargazers..... that's us. That's how we are. His dream, his passion, its all in here.

I don't have much time anymore. I will make sure that this time, I'm able to say goodbye before he moves. I won't make the same mistake I did with my other friend. I missed the only day to tell him goodbye and good luck, the only day that I can communicate with him. I missed that ONLY day. That day was also the LAST day that I will able to meet him. I know where he's going, but I can't just go there as I wish without a reason. I can't go and stalk him at his new school now, can I? lol. NO I DONT HAVE HIS NUMBER OR EMAIL EITHER.

K. I am NOT going to repeat the same mistake anymore. This dude is moving away pretty soon, so I'm gonna give him a little goodbye present. This CD.

Night Rain.

Today, mother decided to take the old road instead of the highway to the airport. Rainfall was heavy as we drove through the old city of Senai. It was not night, yet it was not day. It was gray, everything was gray. It was raining, cold and gray.

We passed by old shops, mostly abandoned, some falling apart, a few burnt, it was like a dead city, except that it was alive. People were everywhere, the road is never empty. In the alleys there's always stalls with people having dinner, and bright lights everywhere.

Hidden behind the old shops were a big building, also falling apart, with only part of the roof still attached to it. It looked like a theatre but I couldn't guess. It might be a market, or even a mansion. Whatever it is, it kept me wondering what might be there. On its entrance, a date was written : 1937. I was wondering what this mighty building could have been 70 years ago. Why was it abandoned, and how did it look like during its glory days?

The rain got heavier. We went to Mc Donalds while waiting for dad to arrive. A man came claiming that he is from a society that takes care of disabled children. He asked for donation to buy proper milk for the children's growth. I wonder how much he made and whether he's lying or not. I hate syndicates. They bring misfortune to the good when they really need help. People just stopped trusting them when donated money is used for bad.

The rain got lighter. We were sitting outside and goodness, it was beautiful! The tiny rain droplets shone like little crystals when it passes the street light. They fell slowly like snowflakes, only that they're melted snowflakes. ( well I dont really remember what it looks like when its snowing but im pretty sure it looks just like what i saw) . It was really beautiful but I couldn't capture it on camera. Some things are best to be experienced with our own eyes. I do wish that I will again...

Goodbye 17

10/11/11 was the 5th formers' graduation day at my school. It was an event that was only and only for the 5th formers, but i was given the honour by the organizer to take photos :P I was the only non 5th former there, but i didnt feel like a total stranger. they were all very friendly and welcoming. I honestly will miss them so much next year.

That morning, I took pictures of the setup. It was nice and they did it all by themselves. The whole day I was chased by my friends but I didnt mind. It was the last time that I will be spending time with them in school. I wouldnt be seeing them again next year...

I heard stories of teachers opposing the event from being held but I think whoever did should be ashamed of themselves. That day, EVERYONE had smiles on their faces. everyone was enjoying themselves because it was the only day that they could spend time with their friends and classmates, in their school uniforms, in the school that they have spent most of their angst filled teenage life with. Students of different races, who even used to fight with each other took pictures together and they all had a very strong bond between each other.That day was precious to them, and I have witnessed everything, and so it was precious to me too. Everyone was nicely dressed, and that day was the first time for most of the people to step up on the stage in the hall and receive an "award" in 5 years.

I was standing outside the hall with my friend. He was going to give a speech as a representative of the 5th formers in front of the PIBGs, teachers and fellow comrades. He told me he was nervous, and I tried to comfort him (u know im no good in thisss). As he was delivering his speech, I took a few pictures and stopped to listen to what he was saying. He stuttered a little in the beginning but gained confidence throughout his speech. When it was over, he passed his script to me and told me, "Next year, it's your turn." I WAS SO TOUCHED OKAY. Then, it was the certificate giving ceremony, followed by a photography session... and a friend took an ugly picture of me on his phone... HIS PINK PHONE.

After the event ended, my good friend came and hijacked my camera. His pictures were a fail tho.. except for our picture. It was a blurry shot but its cute cuz i was in it and im cute u know, it works like that. Thats our first and last picture together. That night, he told me he couldnt sleep. His whole high school life flashed in front of him went he got back from school. He thought of the times when he first came, the friends he had, his brotherhood, all the joy, the pain, the sadness, the happiness, he thought of everything, and how quickly it all passed. He told me that he doesn't want school to end.

Alas, who are we to stop time?