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because it ain't necessarily so
Foreword.


I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

24, and still counting.



Flashback.

Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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" Dear agony , Please let go of me "
Sunday, April 7, 2013 | 6:47 PM




Oh my . First post in 2013 . Theres so much that happened from the last time i posted . Oh and regarding the photo , i named my username : "Lol" thats why there's the "Welcome Back , Lol" ... LOL. I dont understand how come i still have views though i never update ... Anyways , why did i decide to update all of a sudden you may ask ? Firstly , I've been seeing other people blogging and I was suddenly inspired . LOL . Secondly , yours truly have been putting off blogging due to her busy schedule and too many happenings , then she suddenly realize if she dont post soon , she will miss out on alot of highlights , happenings etc. Thirdly , I've been thinking agains , reflecting and stuffs . Had a hard decision what to turn this post into . Cause normally when i blog it will either be about : events / people / reflections . So .... A quick summary of each this time alrighty ? :)

Events ... there were a few events that i wanted to blog about ... But now when i think back about it ... I COULDNT REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS THAT MADE ME WANA BLOG ABOUT THAT EVENT D: Anyways , crap aside , this was some highlights of the past months that i remembered :
And THIS ishh What I Did :
1) Standard Charted Marathon CIP
2) My first and one and only job: some serve buffet thing at some Dance and Dinner events
3) Singapore General Hospital Attachment - might do this agains this year P:
4) "Renovating" house
5) Meeting "Friend" - i remember i had this eureka moment after meeting him but now when i try hard to think about it , it's blurred with the other meetings with him
6) Year 5 Orientation
7) Birthday Celebration with Th5
8) Birthday Celebration with Lai and Gong
9) Bai-Nian with 4J'12
10) (Attempts to take part in) YMCA - Youth for a Cause with Th5
11) Piano Exam (Grade ... hahaha no i wont tell you) :P
12) The first-ever RVMun
13) Sleep-over at cousin's house


Decided to put 13 highlights because it's twenty-13 and my new register ishh number 13 . LOL Anyways , had really wanted to mention the hanging out with friends too . New friends , and old friends . Made it a point to at least go out and catch up with at least two friends a week after school so that i wont lose touch with the important people of my live :) I wish they knew how much they meant to me and i wish i meant as much to them .... OMG i feel like i've always been saying this whenever i talk about friendship ... Maybe i should add a theory this time for something new ? P:



If my life ishh a laptop , my friends , will be the alphabets of the keyboard , which i will call , "the keys" , making up the words that will be on the screen and i , will be the mouse . My mum , will be the space bar and tell me when to pause , when to take a break , reminding me of my limits before i move on the something else . My dad , will probably be "enter" , giving me the permission of what to do and what i cannot do . My teachers , will be the control buttons , the f-numbers , with all the special commands and shortcuts to the special functions i never thought i could use . But the keys . The keys are so important .

The keys , form the words of the documents I'm typing , they help me write the story . The keys , form the words of the information that i'm searching , the entertainment or information that i want to find , they help me learn new things , they help me find things that will make me laugh . The keys , they are what makes the laptop . Can you imagine having a keyboard without the keys ? Or having an Ipad or phone or computer that can't type any words . So what if i have an "enter" when i cant even type in a command in ? So what if i have a "space-bar" when there ishh no need for spaces ? So if my life ishh a laptop , the screen will play the events of my life , but nothing will happen , without the keys .

It's fine if you dont understand this weird theory that yours truly just tried to make up . LOL but anyways , i've decided that people no like blogs without photos to stalk so maybe i shall just post photos here that i never post on facebook or twitter . P: WHICH ARE MY FRIEND'S UNGLAM WHATSAPP PHOTOS !! MUHAHAHHAHA i cans hear the mini heart attack and panic some of them are having now . Yeap ishh all super unglam de . Which ishh why i wont expose it la . LOL . So anyways , i will post photos about this new SUPER important thingy thats in my life now . (currently on my bed) ;p



YEAP thats my very (my vocab ishh very bad and i realize words like 'mega', 'super', 'damn', 'ultra' etc. makes me sound lame so i will justbe mainstream and go with the word 'very' but LOL i'm digressing here LOL) important thingy ! (L) So before i go into talking about it , i guess i would just like to mention the people of my 2013 first then P: Not in order because that would be too hard and i decided to keep the list short so the Top People aka my Special Girls are already mentioned . (Refer to photo at the end of the post) Okays .... now that i think about it , maybe i dont wanna list the people le . Because of .... my pride . I fear that if i tell/announce/confess about how much they mean to me , but i dont mean as much to them .... Then they will take me for granted :/

So then , i decide to venture into the safer side of "people" and i shall talk about teachers . Yours truly ishh never the type who fear teachers . Because of past experience of hanging out in the staff room doing sai kang every single day after school during primary school days (when i last go back, the security at the staff room damn strict now though...) . I think students should always respect teachers . No matter how fail of a teacher they cans be . Teachers shouldn't be feared , because when you fear them , you're actually losing out . And teachers , like us , will always have their own favs , they will also have students whom they are more bias too .

And .... so do i . Remember those days when you're in primary school , and they make you write compositions and there's a 100% chance that you will write this compo before : "My Favourite Teacher" . LOL . I have my fav too . This P1 teacher of mine , who ishh a malay woman and mother of 3 . Who was also later my CCA-Teacher-In-Charge and the one who talk me out of suicidal thoughts when i was 12 . I could still remember , sitting at the piano seat there with her , as she talks to me . About how suicide ishh not the end . About how suicide will cause more problems (like funerals etc. so troublesome) . About how ... About many things . Things that i , at 12 , knows at the back of my head but need someone to remind me , to say it out to me .

And here's my face to prove that despite the very-emo-sounding things that i just said/typed , i'm still very much alive and smiling :) And in case any of yall suspect that it's not me that's writing this . LOL


Then i have other teachers who have made an impact on me in one way or another . If i were to say who inspired me to be a teacher if i ever be one in the future , it will probably be my kindergarten teacher who i still keep in touch now . And my P2 teacher whom after teaching me for a mere 6-months , transferred , but whom made an impact on me . And my P5 teacher , who ishh also my primary school's discipline master . LOL Who i still remember , kept a prison chair for naughty boys . Whose fiery temper ishh forgiven for his hilarious and one-of-a-kind humor . I remember , it was in P5 that i made the personal record of laughing for the WHOLE DAY . Non-stop ! (Yeah my secret talent now)

If i were to talk about secondary school , my year 1 form teacher , who tried to solve the class's cliques problems , made an ever-lasting memory . The first teacher whom i've ever made walk out and even brag about afterwards . That , i regret . My first two years of secondary school , i practically slept through . And if i'm not sleeping , i was hanging out with my ex-boyfriend , the love-of-my-life then and sometimes , i still think he ishh . The One . (Please dont stalk my past posts to figure out who it ishh . LOL Last time i write seriously embarrassing stuffs.... LOL) Anyways , he's also the one who gave me the gi-normous teddy (L)

And now , the teachers who make me love studying/learning and basically make my day : Mr Chng , Mr Xiong , Mr Tan (陈泽雄) , Ms June Tan , Ms Charmaine Lim , Ms Katsuri , Mrs Phua , Ms Lee Wan Ling , Mr Tan Boon Jong , Mr Tan Ching , Mr Mezz , and my brain got stuck here . LOL . Really grateful to them , for not giving up on me despite my embarrassing and lousy performance in grades and school-related thingys . Actually i really love studying and learning . But no i'm not a mugger . And examinations and grading are such a turn-off especially in Singapore ... Would love to blog more but i realize this post already look lengthy enough . Till next time then . P: (I wonder too how long till then would that be) But anyways , next blog post will most probably about 1) Adapting to JC life, 2) Band, 3) The little hangings and happenings with friends :D


EXTRA ADD-IN


OOOGGAAYS so i decided to add something more . LOL . Helped out at PTM yesterday . Didn't intend to de actually . But was very glad i did in de end . Because i not only did i get a history lecture , i also got chemistry consultant and maths consultant ! (Y)(Y)(Y) and well , i didn't planned for it to happen so soon but my new form and some teachers already know about my family problems . I would rather they dont know actually . Though i enjoy the extra attention , sometimes it makes me wonder whether it's because they really like me cause i'm a good student or because they pity me ... Lawls . But teachers always have this way of saying phrases and quotes that made me feel like they would understand if i tell them . But man , i'm not gonna fall for that agains .

It's not that they are useless in giving advice or what not , but it just gives me alot of false hopes . Each time a teacher tries to help agains , each time i get disappointed . Though i dont mind letting go of whats on my mind . :) Anyways , went to PTM feeling very grouchy for having to wake up early . Then i went to our homeroom , was gonna do my homework which i brought but i somehow ended up packing the room . LOL . Hope my classmates get a nice surprise on Monday P: Was quite motivated to do a birthday chart too . But gahh . I realize i've no time . :( Then an hour later my form teachers came in . And i realize i was better at conversing with them better than they with each other . LOL . Talk about very different personalities .

But my favorite teacher to talk to of the day , ishh probably my chem teacher , Mr Tan . I really prefer teachers who be themselves when they talk to you . Instead of censoring their words or treating the students like little kids :( And my dad forced me to meet the teachers with him (which ishh how my teachers found out the other side of me .... ) I dont like people seeing that side of me :( The me whose smile disappear too fast and the cheekiness no longer in my voice . But helping out at PTM really jolt alot of memories which i thought i've forgotten . Which also explains the long post about teachers today LOL .


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