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years

Form 1 :

I had chosen a path not many would take.

To enroll in a school where I didn't know a soul,

except my mom perhaps.

I remember my very very first day of school,

the very first friend I made :)

the very first guy I hit xD

This was the year I started attending choir,

to sing in different parts,

to be scolded by Mr. Khaw.

I remember my form teacher - dear En. Rifqi.

How we enjoyed his large handwriting on the board,

no one, no matter how short-sighted, could ever not make out what he wrote.

This was the year I made new friends,

through projects, and sketches, and even through crushes?

That year I always thought "Wow, these fifth formers sure are intimidating!",

and always tried to stay out of their way.

I also got myself two wonderful godbrothers this year,

one older than the other.

That year I fretted about the little things,

like folios and homework and tests.

Ah, what a year it was =)

Form 2:

This year

I don't really remember anything all that outstanding.

Perhaps maybe that bout of food poisoning that lasted a whole weekend,

and the beginning of the fascination I have with my family history.

Oh, and I did enjoy CNY with my cousin who are currently down under.

Must've been the only CNY I've ever spent with them.

This was the year I got a taste of the real world,

I'd rather not elaborate,

though I will say it totally was an eye-opener.

This too was the the year I participated in the prefects camp,

probably was the first time I slept so little in 3 days.

I remember sleeping on the floor for the first time,

and waking up at 4a.m. just to be able to take a shower!

Form 3:

PMR year it was.

Second taste of pressure for a public exam.

I took part in the school's second annual concert,

dancing o.O and singing in the choir.

I got myself another godbrother this year,

cool, dark, and very protective he was.

But he was indeed very nice to me.

Probably the highlight of the year was the trip Down Under,

best holiday I'd had in a while.

Coming back from Australia,

the choir & ELS went on a trip to Genting,

where it was indeed disastrous

as the weather was not with us.

Though, I did have some great experiences there.

So, after Genting marked Christmas,

and RESULTS DAY soon after.

Thank God for my results,

I couldn't have done it without Him.

Form 4:

This was where high school really started :)

New system to get used to,

what with biology and physics and chemistry,

add maths and modern maths too.

This was the first year I really participated in stuff,

like debate - POI!!!

and choir - there was a choir camp hosted in our school;

and that amazing leadership camp in June.

The latter camp saw us being drenched in H2O,

wading through mud,

and overcoming certain fears -

like walking through a pitch dark school with only a candle for light,

and trusting your team mates enough to conquer tasks being set.

Of course, I also learnt that

my bed is the best, and not the floor x)

My classmates and I rallied together to man a stall for the food fair held in school that year.

Selling fruit juices, ice-cream and spaghetti really pulled us together,

we worked hard and had fun,

especially at the end where we had to call LELONG to finish off our fruits.

We managed a 2nd place finish for ticket sales,

and emerged champion for d-day sales.

And to celebrate our win and spend our prize money,

we decided on a trip to Batu Ferringhi.

This was the trip I got sick, drenched, and spooked.

Curse the rain (again).

Oh yeah,

I almost forgot about that I Am Survivor thingy we participated in.

Form 5:

The BIG ONE.

Well, SPM year, if you didn't know.

Being bombarded with homework was part of everyday life,

getting all of them done was supposedly an incredible feat.

I passed my driving test this year,

along with many many friends of mine.

This was the year our friendships grew stronger,

and got to know one another better.

All I really remember about this year is studying.

I seriously do not recall one moment this year without a nagging feeling at the back of my mind telling me to buck up.

Graduation.

It all seemed not too long ago we were the kids in Form 1.

And then we had Prom,

or at least what we called Prom.

We saw guys and girls dress up like we've never seen before,

some totally blew us away :)

Now that our years of high school have come to an end, there is always this question whether things will always be the same - whether our friendships will last, or whether we'd be able to have fun like the good old days. Maybe, yet maybe not. But I do know that with a little effort, we can relive these memories, the old times whenever we want. :)

i swore i would update on the 31st, and i swore i would too on the 1st.

guess laziness does overpower motivation sometimes.

well,

the 31st was comparatively less exciting than the 1st,

except if you count going onstage to deliver that 1000 word speech..

i most definitely had more fun on the 1st,

what with taking photos every now and then,

and just plain having fun,

all of us were dressed to kill,

well, jeremy especially. x)

we oooed and ahhed at the models during the fashion show,

though we did shriek with laughter at the C1 dudes.

best of all,

we got to spend incomparable moments with our friends.

i mean,

how often do you get to attend a prom?

i honestly will miss the 1st,

though i am indeed looking forward to post-spm,

for now?

its date after date after date with my physics, chemistry, biology and sejarah.

horrendous dates, i know.

but it's only for another month.

i'll probably post again soon,

about stuff i've been meaning to post about,

hopefully.

surrealism

you know, i can hardly believe tomorrow is the last official day of normal school.

it all seems surreal somehow.

i am most definitely bringing a camera to school.

I'm in love with the Butler

And not the Prince as one might think

He was supposed to be my lover

Until I saw the Butler wink.

The Prince gave me a life of luxury

And threw parties for me all day

But the Butler loved me dearly

And promised that would never sway.

I was trained to be a princess

However a clumsy one I was

The Prince always laughed loud with jest

But the Butler laughed with class.

Now I know Prince Charming is not for me

Because his looks have become so damn ugly

So I wrote this poem for him to see

That the Butler was meant for me.

I don't want to make the Prince mine

Because of the trouble that comes with a swine

I love the Butler, now more than ever

I know he loves me too, now and forever...

courtesy of NT - written for fun in response to a certain poem about a prince. x)

KL Trip Sept 2009 - Day Two and Three

On Day Two of KL trip Sept 2009, we went to KLCC for some shopping. It was horribly difficult to buy anything there, and we spent most of the time just walking in and out of shops. After that we went to Corus Hotel for a buffet lunch - i had to act 12 again =.= anyway the food was pretty good so it was worth the acting =) the rest of the day went by without much excitement, we stayed home mostly. Oh and we had hawker food for dinner - the tai lok mee tasted below kl standards...

Day Three however was better :D we had con lo mee for breakfast at a small kopitiam that only sold several types of con lo mee - which included something they called curry con lo mee. after that we went to Midvalley Megamall and The Gardens. The Gardens was horribly boring though - all high-end stuff that normal people don't even bother looking at. Midvalley was swarming with people as usual...and i'm proud to say we walked end to end of every floor!!! :D we went back for a while after lunch, and then mum, dad and i went to Pavilion for a look-see. Dinner today was tai lok mee, ee mee and loh mee!! but we saw little rats running around the road nearby - my bro says they are malaysian remys like in ratatouille where they teach the chef how to cook ( no wonder the tai lok mee was delicious )

oh yea, i just had to write something today because the date is 20.09.2009 :D such a pretty date!

KL Trip Sept 2009 - Day One

today begins the first day of KL trip Sept 2009

we left penang at around 3.45 in the afternoon and was greeted by a massive traffic jam at butterworth thanks to the mad-hari-raya-balik-kampung-rush back to hometowns, fortunately the jam was headed to the north to kedah and perlis. along the way to the first toll, we saw SIX road accidents within that 10 minutes! crazily enough, all of them were malays on their way back home. we finally reached kl at 7.30 and took the new expressway linking damansara and ulu klang to a nearby jusco for dinner. deciding to eat at a fusion restaurant called Sakura-something, we spent 10 minutes trying to get the attention of a waiter. and when we finally did - i had to get up to call one, we spent another 10 minutes waiting for him. so, my dad was like "how bout we count to ten, if they still don't come serve us - we walk out." we counted, and we did walk out in the end. horribly lousy service if you ask me. now here we are at my aunt's place near bukit antarabangsa =) hopefully tomorrow will be an eventful day.