family v evidence

i am at a lost of what optional subject i want to take.
i want to do family law but then again, law of evidence looks good too.
we shall see this sunday.

so finally the dreaded day comes and its time to get the results.
do you still remember how it used to be?

my heart pounded so hard til i felt as if my body was taking an internal blow.
i felt tired, really really tired from dealing with all the mental exhaustion til it transcribed into a physical pain for me.

i suppose every student has to go through this, don't they?

when we arrived at college, we saw some who had already collected their results.
some did well.
some did not.
some will go onto Part 1.
some will have to re-take Intermediate.

how do you think the rest of us felt?
like dying, really.
we all had decided to collect our results together. so while we were waiting for everyone to be there, the only thing that went through our minds were

"what if we failed?

what if we had to redo a whole year? "

failure is not an option. none of us could afford to spare another year.
our aim was to get through Intermediate, and start anew in Part 1.

the trip up to the 6th floor was excruciating.
first floor.
second floor.
third.
fourth.
fifth.
sixth..

everyone crowded into the room, wrote our names down.
the result slips were printed onto A4 sized paper and since we all forgot our student number, ms anne had to flip through each paper..
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flip flip flip flip flip flip.....and the flipping went on forever

i saw my name.
and what i saw, made me cry.
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i made it.
i made it through!
all that hardwork, all that anxiety and late nights..
i made it!
Intermediate is over!
i dont have to think about Intermediates anymore! i am a Part 1 student!

everyone made it through. all 6 of us who were there together, made it through.and another friend, who collected hers earlier, she made it through together also.

this is proof that God does listen to you when you call to Him.

at last, i can say with a huge smile and a happy sigh..

we made it.

trip to sarawak part 2

this post is SO overdue
so i shall compensate by putting up more pictures *grin*
i went back to sarawak in july and my travelling companion was my cousin amy. she studies fashion design and she was going to be putting on two fashion shows in kuching.the night before our flight, my mom dropped me off at my cousin's condo and when i went up to her room guess what i saw.

horrendous looking platforms, which she had to pack to bring back for the fashion show. those platforms look ridiculous, really. how could anyone walk in them for a long period of time anyway?
i was worried that my bag was too big but i was glad to see that her bag was BIGGER *grin* she had to bring all the outfits and the many pairs of shoes til she had a difficult time closing her suitcase.

since my suitcase was not as full as hers was, it became victim to the remaining stuff which she could no longer fit into hers. and after that I had difficulty zipping it up -_-'

the next morning we got up pretty early and we drove to KL sentral to get our stuff checked in. it was a better option than actually taking a taxi all the way to the airport since it was such a huge rip off and plus we had so much baggage..it was so weird..we drove to kl sentral, then we got our stuff checked in and therafter we drove back to the condo to get our remaining stuff and called for a taxi to send us to kl sentral once again. it was faster to take the express train to the airport. but that didnt stop the taxi driver from trying to persuade us to get him to send us there. *ugh* firstly, he was gross, and secondly his car stank really badly, how do you think we are going to endure that for the whole journey if he did drive us there? thanks,but no thanks.

i loved the express train. it was my first time in the train and it runs really smoothly and you have comfy seats which you can just fall asleep til u reach your destination. i wish the LRT was like that too.

but the view was pretty boring though.. all the more the reason to sleep

the festival was during the weekend and we got news that those who arent staying in the hotel near the cultural village (where it was held) were not allowed to drive in to park. so transportation to the festival was only made possible through shuttle buses which had terminals at certain hotels in kuching. however.. we had a special car sticker which allowed us to drive right into the main car park.. we parked in the VIP area *smug grin* and we didnt have to walk so far unlike all the other normal people..aww.. :D

we only went for the saturday and sunday shows, which was a good thing actually, cuz the friday show is known to be a little bit quiet..it was damn hot though.. so the next day my cousin and i decided to wear less clothes cooler attire :D

we are not as shameless as you think we are :D the festival features performers from all over the world and judging from the response to the performances the crowd favourites were Peatbog Faeries, Genticorum and Calle Sur

Peatbog Faeries (from Scotland)

Calle Sur from Latin America

Genticorum are a trio from Canada and they have really really nice songs. mostly they sing folk songs but its so warm and endearing, some funny and cheeky that eventhough you may not know what is it they are singing about, you just kinda..know.. :D

there were LOTS of people. LOTS.

Amy and i decided to lie on the grass the next day and watch the performance on the huge screen that was set up nearby. it was a better experience cuz there were no one blocking us, no one walking all over our mats, no one puffing smoke here and there. best of all, when the music got a bit boring we could just..take pictures of ourselves....

.....or talk to each other without having to yell at the top of our voices. weird huh? i dont think so, i enjoyed the second night way much more than i did on the first night .

when you are in sarawak, you have got to try the local delicacy, it is rather different from what you can find in KL. amy's friend brought us to this place to have sarawak laksa but other than the laksa the one thing that caught my attention was the so-called decorations..it looks very wrong, if you ask me, it looks like it belongs in one of those haunted houses...
anyway, back to the laksa..all those sarawak laksa that you can find here in kl? RIP OFF's.
you want to taste some serious laksa? go to sarawak. i am not an expert on what is in a laksa, but its really different from the usual assam laksa and the curry laksa. its not spicy, its got more of a savoury taste. and its not sour, unless you add in 3 limes like how amy did..

too many pictures, so little time..will write about the fashion show soon, promise!

Alex Zander

happy birthday sweetheart!

(hang on, before you people get the wrong idea, alex here is not my boyfriend ya..he is what i say he is, he is a real sweetheart..he is the one who gave me lifts back home whenever we had a late night function or dinner..and he is such a darling too! only flaw is that he is a bit on the blur side la, but i can tolerate that!)

ha, since i know you don't have a girlfriend at the moment i reserve the right to call you whatever i want! *yay*
i know you had a fantastic birthday party but you see, i KNOW that your birthday is on the 28th :D too many people though, i couldnt have you all to myself *pouts*

thanks for inviting me sayang!

happy birthday!

if i told you i am not worried, i would be lying

currently i am on a 3 months holiday to recharge my batteries before i start a new year of law school. its been fun doing a few things namely
1. trip back to sarawak to attend the rainforest world music festival
2. loitering around the house with absolutely nothing to do
3. waking up at ridiculous times and sleeping in the wee hours of the morning
4. watching the telly til i didnt want to watch it anymore
5. cleaning my room since the beginning of the holidays AND its still not neat
6. going out without any feeling of guilt whatsoever

but what bugs me the most at the moment? its this nagging feeling at the back of my mind, this little cloud in my silver lining that i have yet another hurdle to face once i am through the holidays.

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RESULTS

i think its so cruel to do this. we can't really have a proper holiday in that sense where we can just let go and not worry about a thing. how the hell do you expect us to enjoy ourselves for three whole months when we know that at the end of three months we have to face the results of our intermediate exams!?

IT'S NOT A HOLIDAY!

its so mean, seriously! its so so SO SO SO mean!

the person who came up with this concept is just a big ol meanie *grr*

whenever i think about the dreaded day, i'll just break out in cold sweat and my breathing becomes shallow..my face goes all pale and my hands starts to feel clammy and cold. it is confirmed, i am a nervous wreck when it comes to thinking about the outcome of my results. what irritates me the most is when you go to collect the results from the college, there will be people who will be jumping up and down with joy, and the very same annoying people will come and BOMBARD you with "what did you get huh?".

MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS DAMMIT *grr*

another group of people that really irritates me are those who actually got really good results but they mope around as if they have failed just cuz "its not what they expected" *screams with frustration*

if you have that kind of mentality when there are others who are much worse off then you, then i think you do not deserve to get the grade then..

imagine?

what if i fail? *eyes widen in horror*

no no.. *tries to think positively*

be positive

be positive

be positive

BE POSITIVE

*ugh*

excuse me while i go hyperventilate

ah..cheers to you, monkey

monkey! haha.. happy birthday JoJo!

ah.
finally blogger decides to co-operate and now i can actually write an entry.
last night i was trying so hard just to open the create post window but it always fails!
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however this sucks cuz my mind is a total blank.
grr.

today, you are 21!

babe! happy 21st birthday! cheers!

a little trip down memory lane..

i was looking thru my old yearbook a few days ago and it was a very memorable trip back to when i was in form six, at St John's Institution. i knw i have told lots of people this, going to form six really changed me, changed my perspective on things.

when i was in secondary school, from form 1 to form 5, i realised that i didnt quite have the same passion for school, and i looked for ways to skip school as often as possible. i didnt really take part in any school activites except for the occassional performances but that also was as a favour to my favourite english teacher.
and may i add, the only reason why i go to school at that time was because of my two friends, them and only them.

however once i arrived in form six, it all started to change, i knw it sounds so typical but it was as if i got a premonition that things that were to come will be much better. its true, because i met lots of different people that took me out of this shallow comfortable world that i thought i was living in. and to top it off, there was this whole camaraderie where everyone was just looking out for each other, along with orientation, and the rich history and culture of the school. it was definitely a huge different experience compared to what i had encountered before. i had a great two years, one of which was that i was chosen to be a councillor prefect (CP) and from there, things just had just begun to get better.

one thing that makes SJI so unique is that we had celebrations, all the time.teachers day, schools birthday, whatever, there is always a reason to celebrate..hehe.. of course the ones in the black blazers had to be on duty to prevent those who do not feel like partying go home early, but the female CP's (yup, there are only SIX of us) could always go off a little bit earlier since we had such nice fellow CP's in the lower forms to help us out. however, doing duty was fun so we always stayed til our shift was over..

however, when there is a party there is always the issue of funds, so it can be a huge headache for people like me who happens to be the class treasurer. having to go round asking your classmates for money can prove to be a very, very tedious task indeed.

but i think my classmates will agree with me that all that hassle was well worth it, right?

my alma mater was approaching her hundreth birthday, and there were all these events, such as fund raisers and gala dinners that we had to attend. being prefects, we had the usual task of assisting the teachers from every aspect including pinning of corsages, maintaining the dscipline and ensuring the noise level do not go to the extreme. one of the perks of being a prefect is that there are certain functions and events that we would be chosen to attend, and we knew what was happening behind the scenes most of the time

i remember there was once we had to attend a royal gala dinner at the grand ballroom in mandarin oriental, and we the prefects had to sell souveniers and run around doing errands.. (for the gala dinner, only the exco and the girl prefects were chosen to attend,oh lucky us hehe..)

other than that i was also a member of my school's editorial board, the garudamas. though i remember not handing up my assigned pieces on time i know that i have many wonderful memories of how fun it was to be part of a crazy editorial board. and when i say crazy, i really mean, crazy..it was just next to the school office and there can always be constant laughter in the garudamas room all the time. and music. LOUD music. :S

it was also through garudamas that kiko and i are very close to each other eventhough i was told by a jealous friend many times before that kiko hated me which i later found out to be completely untrue.

i had great memories of when the prefects all went for our Leadership Training Camp (LTC) in some place in Selangor.. gosh it was in such a remote area (to me,at least) , i can't even remember the name, what was it again? Bagan Lalang i think, hem...

not only that, we had lots of social events like the prefects high tea

our prefects dinner night

the orientation ball

as i look through the yearbook there are things and events that comes to mind, some of which if i had a chance to relive them now, i would most definitely do it differently. things like thinking real hard before acting. and about listening to others before i make my own conclusions. about seeing through people for who they really are. and oh yeah, studying a little bit harder :) but the thing that struck me the most now is that despite the unpleasant events that might have marred an otherwise perfect two years at st johns, it was all in all a perfect two years, full of laughter and fun. most importantly, it was a place where i grew up and begun to see the world for what it really is, a much bigger place than what i used to think it was.