DAY 1 OF DRIVING 101 : Kursus

My driving id (i think)

Well graduation.
Since many people are posting about their thoughts, regrets and whatnots, I thought I'd join in too.

Ever since I could remember, I have always been an awkward teen.  I have no idea what happened, but since graduating from primary school, it's like all the life and fun has been sapped out of me (or maybe I just grew some brains, dunno).
I walked into Yu Hua for the very first time, feeling hopeful and thinking, 'This is my time, this is where I'll shine' just like the movies. 'I'm gonna meet great friends, do some crazy stuff and maybe fall in love or something.'
Well then what happened?

Reality happened, that's what.
I remember orientation, and at that time I was already regretting, thinking that the students were rude (seriously one girl said 'fuck you' to the teacher on MY very first day. Well same to you.) and the speeches boring. The only thing I found interesting about the whole hall was the bird-infested curtain, with bits of twigs floating down gloriously while birds chirp ignorantly to the drone of the teacher's speech. I guess no curtain call then.

The other thing that sorta made my dream die a little was the notoriety of the students that came from the primary school. You see, my school is affiliated to the primary school of the same name, so students from the primary school naturally enters the secondary school, whereas students from other schools like me have to submit our results, and only then they'll decide whether to accept you (believe me, most get accepted anyways). But anyways, they gave me the feeling (well, some of them) that they think they're more superior than others, and although they weren't rude or anything to me, it's still kinda intimidating.  My social skills weren't that great to start with already, and this made me harder to fit in.  (But now that I know them, god they're a fun bunch!)

As you can probably tell by now, I was a whiny (well still kinda am) and awkward girl, so throughout the whole Form 1, I was the emo girl in class, alternating between sleeping and reading every day.  Luckily, I made some really nice friends (shoutout to Cheryl and JiJi) which made it easier to endure.

And then I wasn't so awkward anymore. School became better.  My memories are kinda fuzzy, but I remember that I love Form 2 the most. To me, it was the best year. There weren't any big exams, my classmates were nice and fun, and I think I fitted in quite nicely.  There were crazy fangirls (hello yenyen & co.) that I disliked intially (noisy) but finally came to love, studious bookworms with big dreams, and fun, outgoing gentlemen. I made friends that I'm sure will last a lifetime, and also went on a great day trip to Genting with them. Thanks guys for the happy memories!
I also joined Wushu to lose some flab and make friends, and boy did I meet great people! Although the sport was tiring (well they don't call me couch potato for nothing), the seniors were all very nice and admirable, seriously they are sooo passionate for wushu it's crazy! I learnt a lot from them, ALL of them (which will take me long time to name) and they were like family.  Plus, I get to see half-nekkid guys with great abs gleaming with sweat (hullo kaijian hahahaha)! ;D

Form 3 was the year of PMR, which in retrospect, was soooooo easy.  Oh what I'd give to see objective questions again!  That year I became veryyy lazy I don't know why, slacking and sleeping in class, while others study their asses off for exams.  But I still had quite a lot of fun, with most of my classmates being the same bunch from Form 2.  Unfortunately (more like naturally), my PMR results weren't that good and I was separated from them, going to a different class. :(

Form 4 was alien to me, I didn't really know my new classmates that well, and studies suddenly became hard.  For the lower forms, all you needed was a little bit of wit and a glance through the textbooks, and you'll be good to go. For form 4, you need a friggin' 80GB memory (heck, it ain't even enough) to store all that stuff in and parrot it back out for the exams (which were mostly subjective).  Plus accounts... was not good. To anyone reading this, please don't take pure science and accounts, it'll kill you.
To be honest, my classmates were all very nice and pleasant, but we just don't really 'click' yunno, maybe they weren't crazy enough, or maybe I just didn't try very hard, don't know.  It felt like the first year all over again, and I reeked of awkwardness.
Luckily, I managed to make some really good friends.  My deskmate Linz, is a crazy nut.  Our love for Kpop (and hot men in general) bonded us (fangirls unite!) and we would talk about random shit and laugh to ourselves the whole day.  Yuenfung is more sane, and gives great opinions and advices.  And I doubt I'll ever forget Kaixin's LOUD! VOICE! AND! LOVE! FOR! S.H.E!!

This last year, Form 5, was good.  Not full-on awesome, dramatic or anything, but just plain old good.  Nothing particularly remarkable happened (well, not that I remember of), but there are still many little moments that I'm sure I'll remember forever, like the times when I pester YiXuen, the many recesses with Cheryl, JiJi and MinLing, dissecting a frog, visiting colleges, going for tuitions after school with friends and so on.  My classmates remained the same as Form 4, and now that I've got to know them, I found out they're all very nice and unique in their own way.  Kelvin is always asking nonsensical questions, YiJean is kind and sensitive, WaiYern is like a mom, Eunice is always laughing to herself, ZenWei is kinda crazy at times, WanYee, JunWei and Mckenzie are fun and random people, and QiYing is always getting her food snagged by us. All in all, this year was pleasant and peaceful.

Yesterday was graduation, we took heaps of photos and I expressed my thanks through letters to those few precious friends that made my school life fun and interesting. It marks the end of our five-year-long school lives, but certainly not our friendship. I don't see the point in crying, because I'm sure that if we love each other, we'll surely make an effort to always meet up no?  If that's the case, then separation is nothing, it's not like we won't be seeing each other anymore.  But when we sang our graduation songs, I still felt very grateful for meeting each and every one of them, be it the 'hi and bye' friends, seniors, classmates, teachers or my best friends.  They all taught me a thing or two about life, and it made me finally realise that entering Yu Hua was the best decision ever.

These five years were not as dramatic as so oftenly portrayed in the movies, and there were certainly some bleh days, but it was very fruitful and exciting.  Planning and attending concerts, practising hard for competitions, going to trips and camps... the things I've learnt I will carry on with me to the future and to adulthood.

I have a memory span of a goldfish, so before I forget,
thank you everyone, for the wonderful memories.

PS: To LaiFa, I have not been the most responsible person in the world, so I'm very sorry for my wrongdoings in Wushu and my laziness in general.  And I want to tell you that you're a great leader.  Cheers!



Well this turned out to be a long and wordy post.

There are days when I sit by myself and think long and hard, what happens when we die?
Do we see that blinding light so oftenly portrayed in movies? Do we turn into shooting stars? Or will our souls dissipate into a cloud of nothingness?

The mere thought of never going to be able to listen to a song, read a good book, or simply enjoy someone's company ever again frightens me. We will be stripped of the right to feel and emote, losing all our senses and conciousness, eventually losing ourselves. Not being able to feel love and hate is depressing, as they are the very reason of our existence. It's what makes you, you.

As we take our very last breath, our memories become specks of dust, and in turn, we become someone else's distant memory, fading through time. Slowly slipping away, we inevitably grasp at the little things that will hopefully leave a trace of us, however small.


Death is not fearful. Oblivion is.

As most of you probably know, I had a new haircut.
I have no idea why I thought that fringe would look good on me, so armed with a pair of kitchen scissors, I BRAVELY CHOPPED OFF MY GLORIOUS MANE ON IMPULSE.
At first I was pretty happy of the results and proud of myself, I mean it looks decent, heck even kinda cute(ha that's what she said) from some deceiving angles:  *incoming truckload of selfies*




DAY 2:  Still acceptable
COMMENCE DAY 4:

BIG BAD WOLF

The entrance! How cool is it that everything is like in a comic book! :D

The pretty matte black Lamborghini on display, the Wolf Mobile.

Tourist-y photo of us nerds posing at the entrance.

With Cheryl! :D

Lunch! Pizza...

and some very fattening thick toast with heaps of whipped cream on top!

Me reading my newly-bought book and acting demure.

Self-explanatory.

Dessert with Cheryl at Tong Pak Fu! This is black sesame shaved ice.

Camwhoring shot #1

#2

#3

AUSTRALIA.

I know I've been very late with the photos, but here they are! All photos credit to OngOng, just 'cause she has an awesome camera and awesome skills.

Here's the first day! (I think) Most of these are photos that she didn't upload, so be sure to check out her blog too! -link at sidebar
.

IT'S 29TH!

Finally can play Just a Minute~
Discovered this through RuoLing's blog, but I was a bit too late last month, so luckily this month I remember! :D

Watching...
The Big Bang Theory, Grimm, Once Upon a Time and I-partment (爱情公寓). Mmm, dramas and Maltesers. Perfect combination.

Reading...
Drama recaps at dramabeans.

Listening...
to Il Volo again! God I'm so anticipating their next album!

Loving...
British youtubers like the Sorted crew and Jacksgap. And Taiwanese actor 宥胜！He just has that sincere boy-next-door charm. *swoon* Oh and my gelato shuai ge! I MISS YOU :(

Trying...
so hard to diet. Doesn't help that my mom insists me on eating rice for dinner AND complain that I'm very fat and ugly. (yes, she did say that)

Wishing...
I'd find a hot husband somewhere in the future (shallow I know) and do all the stuff that I like.  I'm also wishing for a new change of environment, it depresses me here.


Anddd that's about it!
Remember to go to OngOng's blog to see all our Australia photos! (and press the ad)

Goodnite
x Yuenny

DAY 1 OF DRIVING 101 : Kursus

My driving id (i think)

Well graduation.
Since many people are posting about their thoughts, regrets and whatnots, I thought I'd join in too.

Ever since I could remember, I have always been an awkward teen.  I have no idea what happened, but since graduating from primary school, it's like all the life and fun has been sapped out of me (or maybe I just grew some brains, dunno).
I walked into Yu Hua for the very first time, feeling hopeful and thinking, 'This is my time, this is where I'll shine' just like the movies. 'I'm gonna meet great friends, do some crazy stuff and maybe fall in love or something.'
Well then what happened?

Reality happened, that's what.
I remember orientation, and at that time I was already regretting, thinking that the students were rude (seriously one girl said 'fuck you' to the teacher on MY very first day. Well same to you.) and the speeches boring. The only thing I found interesting about the whole hall was the bird-infested curtain, with bits of twigs floating down gloriously while birds chirp ignorantly to the drone of the teacher's speech. I guess no curtain call then.

The other thing that sorta made my dream die a little was the notoriety of the students that came from the primary school. You see, my school is affiliated to the primary school of the same name, so students from the primary school naturally enters the secondary school, whereas students from other schools like me have to submit our results, and only then they'll decide whether to accept you (believe me, most get accepted anyways). But anyways, they gave me the feeling (well, some of them) that they think they're more superior than others, and although they weren't rude or anything to me, it's still kinda intimidating.  My social skills weren't that great to start with already, and this made me harder to fit in.  (But now that I know them, god they're a fun bunch!)

As you can probably tell by now, I was a whiny (well still kinda am) and awkward girl, so throughout the whole Form 1, I was the emo girl in class, alternating between sleeping and reading every day.  Luckily, I made some really nice friends (shoutout to Cheryl and JiJi) which made it easier to endure.

And then I wasn't so awkward anymore. School became better.  My memories are kinda fuzzy, but I remember that I love Form 2 the most. To me, it was the best year. There weren't any big exams, my classmates were nice and fun, and I think I fitted in quite nicely.  There were crazy fangirls (hello yenyen & co.) that I disliked intially (noisy) but finally came to love, studious bookworms with big dreams, and fun, outgoing gentlemen. I made friends that I'm sure will last a lifetime, and also went on a great day trip to Genting with them. Thanks guys for the happy memories!
I also joined Wushu to lose some flab and make friends, and boy did I meet great people! Although the sport was tiring (well they don't call me couch potato for nothing), the seniors were all very nice and admirable, seriously they are sooo passionate for wushu it's crazy! I learnt a lot from them, ALL of them (which will take me long time to name) and they were like family.  Plus, I get to see half-nekkid guys with great abs gleaming with sweat (hullo kaijian hahahaha)! ;D

Form 3 was the year of PMR, which in retrospect, was soooooo easy.  Oh what I'd give to see objective questions again!  That year I became veryyy lazy I don't know why, slacking and sleeping in class, while others study their asses off for exams.  But I still had quite a lot of fun, with most of my classmates being the same bunch from Form 2.  Unfortunately (more like naturally), my PMR results weren't that good and I was separated from them, going to a different class. :(

Form 4 was alien to me, I didn't really know my new classmates that well, and studies suddenly became hard.  For the lower forms, all you needed was a little bit of wit and a glance through the textbooks, and you'll be good to go. For form 4, you need a friggin' 80GB memory (heck, it ain't even enough) to store all that stuff in and parrot it back out for the exams (which were mostly subjective).  Plus accounts... was not good. To anyone reading this, please don't take pure science and accounts, it'll kill you.
To be honest, my classmates were all very nice and pleasant, but we just don't really 'click' yunno, maybe they weren't crazy enough, or maybe I just didn't try very hard, don't know.  It felt like the first year all over again, and I reeked of awkwardness.
Luckily, I managed to make some really good friends.  My deskmate Linz, is a crazy nut.  Our love for Kpop (and hot men in general) bonded us (fangirls unite!) and we would talk about random shit and laugh to ourselves the whole day.  Yuenfung is more sane, and gives great opinions and advices.  And I doubt I'll ever forget Kaixin's LOUD! VOICE! AND! LOVE! FOR! S.H.E!!

This last year, Form 5, was good.  Not full-on awesome, dramatic or anything, but just plain old good.  Nothing particularly remarkable happened (well, not that I remember of), but there are still many little moments that I'm sure I'll remember forever, like the times when I pester YiXuen, the many recesses with Cheryl, JiJi and MinLing, dissecting a frog, visiting colleges, going for tuitions after school with friends and so on.  My classmates remained the same as Form 4, and now that I've got to know them, I found out they're all very nice and unique in their own way.  Kelvin is always asking nonsensical questions, YiJean is kind and sensitive, WaiYern is like a mom, Eunice is always laughing to herself, ZenWei is kinda crazy at times, WanYee, JunWei and Mckenzie are fun and random people, and QiYing is always getting her food snagged by us. All in all, this year was pleasant and peaceful.

Yesterday was graduation, we took heaps of photos and I expressed my thanks through letters to those few precious friends that made my school life fun and interesting. It marks the end of our five-year-long school lives, but certainly not our friendship. I don't see the point in crying, because I'm sure that if we love each other, we'll surely make an effort to always meet up no?  If that's the case, then separation is nothing, it's not like we won't be seeing each other anymore.  But when we sang our graduation songs, I still felt very grateful for meeting each and every one of them, be it the 'hi and bye' friends, seniors, classmates, teachers or my best friends.  They all taught me a thing or two about life, and it made me finally realise that entering Yu Hua was the best decision ever.

These five years were not as dramatic as so oftenly portrayed in the movies, and there were certainly some bleh days, but it was very fruitful and exciting.  Planning and attending concerts, practising hard for competitions, going to trips and camps... the things I've learnt I will carry on with me to the future and to adulthood.

I have a memory span of a goldfish, so before I forget,
thank you everyone, for the wonderful memories.

PS: To LaiFa, I have not been the most responsible person in the world, so I'm very sorry for my wrongdoings in Wushu and my laziness in general.  And I want to tell you that you're a great leader.  Cheers!



Well this turned out to be a long and wordy post.

There are days when I sit by myself and think long and hard, what happens when we die?
Do we see that blinding light so oftenly portrayed in movies? Do we turn into shooting stars? Or will our souls dissipate into a cloud of nothingness?

The mere thought of never going to be able to listen to a song, read a good book, or simply enjoy someone's company ever again frightens me. We will be stripped of the right to feel and emote, losing all our senses and conciousness, eventually losing ourselves. Not being able to feel love and hate is depressing, as they are the very reason of our existence. It's what makes you, you.

As we take our very last breath, our memories become specks of dust, and in turn, we become someone else's distant memory, fading through time. Slowly slipping away, we inevitably grasp at the little things that will hopefully leave a trace of us, however small.


Death is not fearful. Oblivion is.

As most of you probably know, I had a new haircut.
I have no idea why I thought that fringe would look good on me, so armed with a pair of kitchen scissors, I BRAVELY CHOPPED OFF MY GLORIOUS MANE ON IMPULSE.
At first I was pretty happy of the results and proud of myself, I mean it looks decent, heck even kinda cute(ha that's what she said) from some deceiving angles:  *incoming truckload of selfies*




DAY 2:  Still acceptable
COMMENCE DAY 4:

BIG BAD WOLF

The entrance! How cool is it that everything is like in a comic book! :D

The pretty matte black Lamborghini on display, the Wolf Mobile.

Tourist-y photo of us nerds posing at the entrance.

With Cheryl! :D

Lunch! Pizza...

and some very fattening thick toast with heaps of whipped cream on top!

Me reading my newly-bought book and acting demure.

Self-explanatory.

Dessert with Cheryl at Tong Pak Fu! This is black sesame shaved ice.

Camwhoring shot #1

#2

#3

AUSTRALIA.

I know I've been very late with the photos, but here they are! All photos credit to OngOng, just 'cause she has an awesome camera and awesome skills.

Here's the first day! (I think) Most of these are photos that she didn't upload, so be sure to check out her blog too! -link at sidebar
.

IT'S 29TH!

Finally can play Just a Minute~
Discovered this through RuoLing's blog, but I was a bit too late last month, so luckily this month I remember! :D

Watching...
The Big Bang Theory, Grimm, Once Upon a Time and I-partment (爱情公寓). Mmm, dramas and Maltesers. Perfect combination.

Reading...
Drama recaps at dramabeans.

Listening...
to Il Volo again! God I'm so anticipating their next album!

Loving...
British youtubers like the Sorted crew and Jacksgap. And Taiwanese actor 宥胜！He just has that sincere boy-next-door charm. *swoon* Oh and my gelato shuai ge! I MISS YOU :(

Trying...
so hard to diet. Doesn't help that my mom insists me on eating rice for dinner AND complain that I'm very fat and ugly. (yes, she did say that)

Wishing...
I'd find a hot husband somewhere in the future (shallow I know) and do all the stuff that I like.  I'm also wishing for a new change of environment, it depresses me here.


Anddd that's about it!
Remember to go to OngOng's blog to see all our Australia photos! (and press the ad)

Goodnite
x Yuenny