tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74097780801183646012024-03-13T22:07:55.954+08:00On the other sidewhere the grass is always greener, life is always better.. and the other side of the story untold.eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.comBlogger171125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-15261598878193309802012-05-29T10:12:00.000+08:002012-05-29T11:50:33.836+08:00Some things just don't change<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hahahahaha... Looking back at all these photos makes me cry with laughter! </div>
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Despite looking like a total <b>noobie</b> and acting like one, I think I had an awesome schooling life.<br />
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<br /></div>eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-12071405909995181802012-03-06T10:16:00.000+08:002012-03-06T21:54:54.694+08:00Passion, I'm calling out for you!I wonder... WHERE HAS MY BRAIN JUICE GONE TO??<br />
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I've always wanted to post<span style="color: white;"> </span><i style="color: white;">something</i> to keep my blog rolling, but it's starting to get difficult. Instead of being happy and joyful when I blog, I'm finding it rather a pain to watch it stuck yet I've virtually nothing to share. You know, it's something like watching somebody dying and you have no idea how to perform CPR. <br />
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That got me thinking: Why do I even start a blog in the first place?<br />
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Was it to upload a gazillion of photos to tell the whole world about the party that I've been? Or, to rant and complain when life gets tough and I've got no one to talk to? Or, to share my happiness when something great happened? <br />
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And, I got my answer.<br />
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It's all that and more. Initially, blogging was merely an interest for me but somehow, it has become a part and parcel of my life. Fragments of good and bad times are here in my blog. People reads them; I treasure them. That's what keeps the blog going, though it often gone into phases of unintentional hiatus just because I have nothing to say. <br />
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All my life I've been searching for something called PASSION. I felt envious of people who found passion in what they are doing. Dancing, singing, baking, playing sports, playing music, you name it. Me? I still haven't found mine yet. <br />
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Heck, I don't even know if whatever I'm studying now is really what I want. I can't seem to find passion in anything I do. Well, of course, I don't plan on dropping out halfway but it's just that... I don't want to just do what I love, but also love what I do. If you get what I mean.<br />
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Hmm, will I ever find passion in blogging? Or in fact, anything at all?eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-9342836728189709292012-02-27T00:08:00.001+08:002012-02-27T00:08:29.799+08:00Bon voyage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Most of my high school friends are in different parts of the world now. Aussie! Canada! UK! New Zealand! And, some of them will be leaving very very soon too. <br />
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And then.. all of a sudden, it just hits me. <br />
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The people that I used to go to class with, those who shared my high school memories with.. We are all moving on to the next level of our lives already. We are no longer teens anymore. We have hit the big Two-oh. <br />
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Sometimes, I wish I could have had the opportunity to leave Malaysia and gain the experience of a lifetime in overseas. I <u>really</u> do. But I guess a part of me is still attached to home. I mean, it's true that I don't study in Penang now but at least, I'm comforted by the idea that I can still go back anytime I want. <br />
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That's what they say. Grass is always greener on the other side. =/<br />
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And to all my friends who are in/going to overseas now,<br />
all the best and do have the time of your life there before you come back!<br />
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Haha. What? Happier events have to put bigger and redder fonts, so more <i>ong</i>! :) <br />
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Thankfully.. as lifeless as it seems now, I had an awesome nine days Chinese New Year break back at home to compensate it all. No doubt I had one of the best CNY ever because ALL my cousins made it back this year. So, it was like a huge, huge family gathering and it just warms my heart.<br />
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Even though we are all grownups now, we were still the same kids that used to play together a decade ago. We even went up to Kek Lok Si for the first time in many, many, many years... xD<br />
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Unfortunately.. you get some, you lose some. One of my bestfriend couldn't come back because of her finals. Another one went off to Singapore to visit her relatives. And another one has work. Garh.<br />
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So, technically only half of the gang here is left in the cold, eg: us. But we still had a nice time, just not <i><u>crazy</u></i> nice without the rest. Because it's no fun without everyone!<br />
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And of course, the food. Oh, THE FOOD!! YUMM. *looks guiltily at my bloated tummy* I could just eat ALL. DAY. LONG. I'm really gonna have to start exercising soon! :O<br />
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It felt like 2012 has just started yesterday. And with a blink of an
eye, it is already FEBRUARY??! Wha.....?? I thought we just had our new
year countdown last night? Heck, even Chinese New Year is coming to an
end next week! <br />
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I'm amazed, really. The month just <span style="color: #eeeeee; font-size: small;"><i>literally</i> </span>flew by me<b style="color: #e06666;"> SO FAST</b> that I could feel the gust of wind smacked into my face. As if it didn't hit me until it's over. You know.. like the fact that Chinese New Year is almost over. The fact that all the fun and happy times I had in Penang is over. And it's time to say hello to Progress Test again.<br />
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But...... I'll worry about that later!<br />
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I'M HOME, DUDES AND CHICKAS!! Whooooooo....!<br />
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Well anyway, since most of you know that I just came back from a Buddhist camp with the amount of spamming in Facebook, I bet you are dying to know what is it about, eh? Okay la, maybe not <i>dying,</i> but at least.. curious? :P<br />
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If you have never heard of it before, it's known as Incovar Dhamma Camp. This was, in fact, their 35th camp already but only my second time attending. It's organized twice annually, usually in the middle and the end of the year. It's a 4-days-3-nights camp which bring students from various universities and colleges to learn the Dhamma in a fun and experiential way. Don't worry, I'm not going all factual on you, but that is pretty much the objective of the camp.<br />
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Now, it's all going to come from my personal experience of <a href="http://www.facebook.com/incovar" target="_blank"><u>35th IDC</u></a>. :)<br />
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<u>My First Impression</u><br />
I'm not gonna lie. I was shocked by the total number of participants this time because I could literally count them all with my fingers. I mean, I was already expecting it to be lesser than the previous camps, but I didn't know it was going to be so few of us! I was beginning to feel a little nervous at that time because I didn't know most of them except for our 34th IDC camp warden, John and some of the committee.<br />
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But once the ice was broken, we became more comfortable around each other and the camp just kick start from there onwards. We were the one and only group there because of the small number, so we practically know everyone in the camp. It was then that I realised all the committee were there with us (and I actually know all of them!), in contrary to the previous camps where I can't even catch a glimpse of them because they were always rushing to prepare for the next activity.<br />
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The next thing we see was our time schedule. And then, we got another shock because we realised that the 'Activity' means Dhamma talk, 'Workshop' means Dhamma talk, and obviously 'Talk' means more Dhamma talk. HAHAHAHA!! But for once, we have sooooo many "Free and Easy" in between. This was another mini shock because... since when does Incovar gives you time to rest and shower?! If you have been to any of the Incovar camps, you'll know what I mean. :P<br />
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That aside.. we do have many, many great speakers this time around. Since we have more breaks in between, we were more attentive during talks. And, it was more interactive between the speakers and participants.. which is a very plus point to me because we can just ask any questions which we have doubts in, etc etc.<br />
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Although it may seem frightening to have so many talks at first, trust me.. it didn't feel that way. I actually enjoyed myself, listening to the Dhamma and personal experiences, and even ghost stories from the speakers. :D<br />
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<u>Camp activities</u><br />
Yes, Dhamma talks may be the main core of this camp, but we do have other activities as well. I had SO MUCH FUN playing the Guardian Angel game. The rule is simple: each of us just randomly picked a person's name and be their guardian angel throughout the entire duration of the camp. The only twist is that you're not supposed to reveal your identity. You can leave messages/hints/clues for your "guarded" angel to guess who you are. Our true identities will only be revealed on the last day of camp.<br />
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I simply love this game! It is very intriguing, trying to guess who your guardian angel is, and at the same time, leaving tips here and there for your own "guarded" angel to guess who you are.<br />
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We also had a lot of hymns singing. We even had our own "Backstreetboys" and opera singer. There were so many random and funny "performances" that I think I laughed until my jaw dropped! It was really fun because we just sorta relax and goof around. And we even discovered we have a few talents among ourselves too. ;)<br />
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Next: sharing. We definitely had a lot of sharing sessions in this camp (and so does the previous camps). I guess it plays an important part during the camp because it is where everyone shared their problems, opinions, suggestions and practically anything that you wished to share. I personally like the idea of sharing a lot. Just by having somebody listening to you and feeling a hand of comfort on your back; though not solving the problem, it makes you feel soooooo much better because you now realised that you're not alone in this world. :)<br />
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And there was Movie Night as well. Yes, movie together with popcorn and snacks and pillows. Hehe, I was so comfortable that I just fall asleep! We watched <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pay_It_Forward" target="_blank"><u>Pay It Forward</u></a> starring Haley Joel Osment, more known as that kid from Sixth Sense. This movie was actually very meaningful, but I conked out for about 3/4 of the movie. Thank god for another sharing session after that, so at least I know the story now! Hahaha..<br />
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<u>Meals</u><br />
We had vegetarian food that actually tasted good (this comes from a person who don't eat leafy vegetables) Haha. For the first 2 days, the food were delivered pretty late and we were all starving by the time the food arrived. But we later found out that one of the committee, ChunNang had to sacrifice his time from work and suffer the KL traffic just to deliver our food! Big Sadhu to him.. our food was never late after that. :)<br />
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As usual, we also had the hand-tyings during meals, but no blindfolds this time. Fun Fun Fun! Unlike previous camps, we don't really have to be noble silent during meals because it was only so few of us. We are allowed to bond during meals and we do our own dishes! :D <br />
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<u>IXP</u><br />
Also known as Incovar Experience. It is considered to be the highlight of every Incovar camp. It is always different and we're not supposed to disclose about it to anyone after the camp was over. Everything we shared remained within that four walls, so come for the next camp to experience it for yourself!<br />
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</u>I have met so many awesome people in this camp!! I pretty much know everyone from head to toe, irregardless participant or committee. Though it was only 4 days, all of us just clicked! We had so much fun together! Every night, we will have our own chitchat sessions till 1-2am, even when we were supposed to wake up early the next day!<br />
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We do exercises together in the morning, cleaned up the temple together,
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All in all, it was very different from the previous camps. It is much more slow-paced and relaxing this time compared to the previous camp that I've participated in. And although we may be a small group, I now know quantity doesn't matter at all because at the end of the day.. we learn, we had fun and we made new friends. And with that, I think Incovar had already achieved their objectives.<br />
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I'm glad I came for this camp and I will definitely go for the next one, if time permits. :)<br />
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Whooooooo... One year down, 2 more years to go!</div>
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It's time to become a <b>tiger</b>! :P</div>
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<br /></div>eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-7488872053833538982011-10-13T23:54:00.000+08:002011-10-13T23:56:03.378+08:00My nerves ate my brainIt's ironic to say that I don't have the time to blog, and yet the next minute.. I'm posting another one on the same day! Haha, but do cut me some slack. I'm having a pretty bad day. Okay, maybe not<i> bad </i>bad.. but just feeling down as I failed my own expectations.<br />
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So, I decided to pour out my disappointment now and start anew tomorrow! :D<br />
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<b>Today</b> was actually my first time speaking in Toastmasters. LOL It was not my first CC project speech yet; just a 2-3 min invocation speech to sorta introduce the theme of the meeting. Sounds simple, right? So, I took up that role just to warm myself up before my first speech. <br />
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And I guess I made an absolute right decision.<br />
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Because I totally blanked out. Yes, for a freaking two-and-a-half min speech!<br />
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My nerves took over entirely and my brain just refused to work at that crucial time! I mean, I <i>remembered</i> everything I wanted to say. I practiced beforehand and I was pretty well prepared when I went for the meeting. Obviously.. until the moment I stepped in front. I just went COMPLETELY BLANK.<br />
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Maybe because I was also the <u>first</u> speaker of the meeting. So, I was <b>soooo nervous </b>that all I could think about is how <i>nervous</i> I was, instead of what I was supposed to say. *gulp* Luckily, I did okay for the first half of my speech, while the second half... Well, I think the pauses were so long that the audience were sleeping already! LOL.<br />
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I know this is only my first speech and all, but I feel that I could have done much, much better than how I've performed today. No worries, I won't give up! After this, I'll let it go and move on.<br />
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I will do better next time. I am determined to overcome this stage fright no matter what! <b> </b><br />
<b>BRING IT ON</b>!<br />
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Trust me, I do want to blog.. but there is simply no time for now. So MANY activities!! And omg, mock exam's next week. Yes, you must be thinking, "Wha...? Exam again?!" Unfortunately, yes. Welcome to ACCA. Hah!<br />
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Now I totally know what it means by, SO MUCH TO DO, SO LITTLE TIME.<br />
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Gosh. Time, please go slower!! x_x<br />
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This is what kiamsiap people like us does! :P<br />
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Hostel line sucks. Period.<br />
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It takes forever and a day to load anything. And, our entire condo is actually having some kind of serious renovation going on for quite some time now. Drilling, knocking.. you name it. But they didn't change one thing I'm pretty sure every student would want: <b>Unifi</b>.<br />
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Yes, or at least a faster WiFi for the building please! We don't even have a goddamn WiFi and they charged us sooooo much every month. Gosh, they think my parents print money ah?!<br />
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*takes a deep breath*<br />
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Okay, control.. So. It's been a while since my last post. What have you been up to? :) I just came back from a <b>Genting</b> trip during the weekend. It's not the best trip ever but yeah, I had my fair share of screaming like a mad person for those crazy rides. xD But! I'm gonna have to leave the details for another time. Heh.<br />
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All I know is I totally KO-ed right after that trip. I had no choice, but to guai guai go see the doc, get some medication and go to sleep. LOL. But don't worry, I've been feeling so much better now.<br />
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More events coming up soon. I need to be strong and healthy again! Haha pray for me! :P <br />
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eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-4290007453253085792011-09-26T23:34:00.000+08:002011-09-30T12:18:50.450+08:00Thoughts: WeaklingAh, damn.<br />
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Just when I thought I could enjoy just a bit longer, I fell sick. Yes yes, I'm probably one of the weakest person ever. I could eat all the healthy food, exercise and drink loads of water, it doesn't matter. I still fall sick easily. Meh.<br />
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It's getting annoying.. I hate being weak but I can't deny the fact that I am. And I meant that physically, mentally and spiritually. LOL.<br />
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I guess I'm somewhat wayyyyyyy better than I used to be, but still. <br />
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I'm known to be a scaredy-cat, which is very true. I'm a coward in appearance and at heart. I don't usually wanna leave my comfort zone. I don't want to try new things. I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid of that. And to make things worse, I love complaining. Hah omg, the ultimate auntie is formed!<br />
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Sometimes, it's exhausting for <b>me</b> to even face myself. <br />
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But I'm trying to change all that now. I really want to be a better person. I want to be courageous enough to face the world. The reality. To face new adventures with new people. <br />
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I want to be the kind of person who can stand up for herself. Be strong and wise. It might take me forever to get there, but I believe I'll reach there someday.<br />
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Till then, it's time to gargle some salt water. Hee.<br />
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Phew~ <i>Everything</i> is over for now. :)<br />
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1. Full stress on Progress Test 2 - <b>check!</b><br />
2. Johnny English & Nasi Lemak 2.0 - <b>check!</b><br />
3. Snowflakes @ half price - <b>check! </b><br />
4. Had the <u><span style="font-size: large;">BIGGEST</span></u> pool party ever - <b>check!</b><br />
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I was so worn out I had no time to rest, much less blog. But here I am, back from the reality to the blogging world, like I've promised. :)<br />
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Well, Progress Test 2 is finalllllly over. And let's just say.. I did well and I flunked well, depending on which paper and which question you're talking about. LOL. I'll just leave whatever I've done in the past since I can't change it anyway. So, <b>MOVIES</b> and <b>PARTY</b>! Bring it on~!!<br />
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Okok, don't give me that face. I know what I said about parties.<br />
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But come on, I do deserve a break. :)<br />
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Besides, it's our dai ka ceh <b>Serene Chan</b>'s 19th birthday. How could we<i> not </i>have a party to celebrate her big day as well as our part-time freedom from PT2?! That's just.... <i>impossible</i>! :P<br />
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It was really, by far, the biggest pool party ever with almost 40 people attending!<br />
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Special credits to <b>Pei Ying</b> and the <b>guys</b> for making this event an awesome one. They worked so hard in preparing (literally) everything from head to toe. And also, to the people who have to suffer the heat in the "sauna" to BBQ food for us. <br />
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We really had a full day of excitement: act-as-if-nothing-happened, SURPRISE!!!, eat eat eat, blast the music, talk about Nasi Lemak 2.0, set up the BBQ pit, got pissed by the management, gossip, burn some chicken wings, rain and umbrellas, got thrown with pool water, got thrown INTO the pool.. LOL! <br />
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Hi there! My "long awaited" Progress Test 2 is finally here.... in about 3 days' time.<br />
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So, the blog will be down until this haunting test is over. In the mean time, please do transmit any kind of positive thoughts to my brain and hopefully I won't freak out too badly when the test comes. Hehe.<br />
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I guess there's nothing much I can do about how <b>unprepared</b> I am now, but to just do the <i>best</i> I can. :) <br />
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So, good luck to everyone that is sitting for any sort of exams/tests at the moment or soon. Pray hard that our lecturers will have mercy and not kill us on the spot with their deathly brutal questions. <br />
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See ya soon. And oh, happy belated mid-autumn festival.<br />
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... and happy Malaysia Day? ;)<br />
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<b>August</b> was definitely a month for celebration of birthdays! No joke! I found myself singing birthday song and eating birthday cakes more than I ever did in any other months. LOL.<br />
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Not that I'm tired of it, of course, but I think I've been singing the birthday song so many times I could sing it in my sleep. Heh. Is it just me or there are simply more August babies around us?<br />
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And just so you know, the cake above is the result of our post-smashing-face-on-the-cake ritual.<b> </b>Yes, yes.. It's practically ruined because <i>more than</i> one person's face have been rubbed on it. <b>:P</b><br />
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I still remember it was the weekend just before our Progress Test 1 when everyone was suddenly asked, without prior notice, to meet up at our condo's bus stop at 11.30p.m. to surprise Sharon at her house.<br />
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For the record, this is like one of the rare pictures where I can finally see his face without his <i>blardy</i> hand covering his head/hair/camera! *satisfied :)</div>
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A total of 4 cars travelled down to Klang in the middle of the night, armed with a huge birthday cake with a can of whipped cream. He had <b>no clue</b> at all that we were going to surprise him on the eve because we told him we will celebrate it on the day itself. </div>
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Come to think of it, I don't even know her age now. She <u>hates</u> it when anyone dares to even go near the subject. Hehehe. So, miss, how old are you?? *smiles cheekily and runs away* :P<br />
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I've known this girl all my life and she's practically family already!! Hehe, and I meant it both literally and figuratively. Heh. So, I feel bad for not being able to celebrate it with her. But I also know she have <i>somebody else</i> that could it for me now. Hehehehehehehe...</div>
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Hi! I think it's time for some happy posts now!<br />
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Or else, you guys would think that I'm suffering from depression already, judging from my recent "emo" posts. <b>;) </b>Heh. Don't worry, <b>I</b> will be back in no time when my Progress Test 2 is over!<br />
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Not that I'd party hard like I did last month, but yeah, I wouldn't want to become a full-time nerd and miss out on everything either. Like what my friend Yong Wei said, "Middle path is the key. Study hard and play smart. Because college life is only once in a lifetime." Very true, indeed! <b>:)</b><br />
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Sometimes, you just wouldn't believe how<i> fast</i> time flies until it has already flew past you.</div>
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This was actually the first time where every individual in G11had turn into one big family. <b>:)</b></div>
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eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-14795435380190308182011-09-07T23:19:00.000+08:002011-09-07T23:21:02.652+08:00So, what's up?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hmm, nothing much actually.</div>
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..... I meant, nothing much that could still keep me sane.<br />
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Besides the fact that my Progress Test 2 is coming in exactly 11 days and I'm obviously not anywhere close to being prepared, I have also stupidly (out of rash decision to be more participative) joined Deloitte Tax Challenge and the competition is coming really, really soon.<br />
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The only good thing I can think of is that we are participating as a team, and not individually. I bet my team members must be sighing at their horrible mistake for choosing me as part of their team.<br />
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Well, I just hope I wouldn't disappoint my teammates too badly. *prays hard<br />
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And I have also joined Sunway Toastmasters Club to improve on my public speaking skills (not that I have one in the first place). But it had took me so, so long to finally taken this first step to help myself for the future. I'm pretty sure this experience will definitely.. uhh, "expand my horizon". <b>:)</b><br />
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To top it off, I'm also working part-time as an article writer. Nothing spectacular about it. Just some online work where I earn pennies from it. Not bad though, because I get to improve on my grammars and such.<br />
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Last but not least, I'm actually blogging full-time now. LOL. Okay, maybe sorta. <br />
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So, now I just need a little bit more than 24 hours a day to fit everything above including my sleep, sports, homework and studies. HAH No problem! @.@<br />
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Ah, time for some books now. Nights. <br />
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eevyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09672371993337361184noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7409778080118364601.post-8766977163839416112011-09-06T00:10:00.004+08:002011-09-06T00:16:26.226+08:00Thoughts: SeesawOkay, I am <u>definitely</u> feeling wayyy more depressed than I thought I was. I didn't even realise this until I met all my classmates again. I guess they felt it even before I did. <br />
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I now know it's <b>not</b> gonna be an easy task trying to keep up with my "rules".<br />
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If I were to say 'NO' to every outing/activities with my friends, I'm so gonna be known as The Party Pooper (yes, with the capital and all) And I obviously wouldn't want that to happen because I do <b>WANT</b> to go. I do <b>WANT</b> to join. <br />
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But I have never felt so behind my studies, I'm regretting every moment of it. Regret is useless though. Imagine going to class everyday not knowing a single thing the lecturer had taught yet didn't even have the slightest interest to figure out what was going on.<br />
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Yes, it has come up to that point. I don't want that to happen either because I do <b>WANT</b> to do well in my exams. It's a hell lot of pressure now that I'm in ACCA already. It's difficult to even pass, not to mention getting higher marks.<br />
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So technically, all that's left is an emo Party Pooper who is pretty much blank in her studies anyway.<br />
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I know <i>balance</i> is the key, but it's really not as easy as it seems. I'm always toppling off either way because I could not seem to find my balancing point.<br />
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I am afraid I will keep falling and falling until one day I decided to just give up entirely.<br />
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