A Family Of Samurais, We Are

Remember when I said Big Brother loves everything martial arts? He's been learning it for more than a decade. And now, my uncle bought him a set of samurai swords!

Of course, I have to blog about this!

When they tested whether or not it was good quality, they had to try it on their own flesh first. What the hell am I saying, I'm joking!

But my grandfather says that we should sharpen it because a blunt sword is boring.

The set of swords. I always imagined that if I'm a samurai, I would be the vain type and use the sword as a mirror more than actual battling.

It says, HONOR.

Okay, I showed off too much already.

Long Day

Brace yourselves, this is a long post.

Yesterday, the best aunt in the world said that there were a lot of cheap shoe sales in suria. And of course, when it comes to shopping, I unshamefully will ask my aunt to bring me shopping. So the next day, we went to church together and after that we went shopping!!! Yay! Except we didn't really go shopping.

After we ate, she said that shes gonna bring me for a facial because my skin is getting worse and worse. Which is true, no matter what I do, it's getting more out of hand. Even if I don't wear makeup, even if I clean, even if I moisturise. Haih, there is simply no way. So we went to a facial salon where Aunty always goes to.

When we came in, we were immediately greeted with a warm smile by a lady. And then the lady, Michelle I think her name is, said that I should start with a normal facial and a treatment where they reduce the sensitivity of my skin. She said that my problem area was my forehead. You don't say! Haha. Then, they served us tea while we waited.

After a short while, Michelle told us to go to the spa area before going in, we took off our shoes and they gave us these cute slippers to wear. Almost Japanese like. Then,I went to soak my feet in this tea smelling hot water and it was heavenly!! Never before have I been to a facial salon like this. So after about 5 minutes, I dried my feet and we went to the toilet to pee. It is always always always better to pee before a facial because it takes a long while. And in the bathroom, they even had some hairdryers and curling tongs and flat irons!! So cool eh!

Then they led us into our room which had to bed that were divided with curtains on a railing. The colours of the wall were pink!! Pink! And they provided a bathrobe and some kind of dress/tube we had to wear. It was hard for me to wear mine because it was too loose and I had to take off my bra straps. So, I took the courage to ask for another dress/robe. And this one fits perfect! And now the facial begins!

The lady was very nice and kind and sweet! She told me every single thing what she did and gave me tons of tips along the way. I don't know who the lady is but I think its the boss of the salon, Karen.

First the cleansing, then scrub, then they steamed my face and ate it. The end.

Haha, no la, the lady took This metal thingy and squeezed ALL of my pimples out! Which took about an hour and a half. But then she said that if it has any pus in it the next day, I should come in again and she will take them out for free! So nice and so professional. Never before have I seen a boss so caring of their customers! Then the lady asked me if I wanted to do my eyebrows and I said YEAH!!! I was just thinking of getting them done, this lady must be psychic! And she made it really clean and not to thin like the last time I did them, which was in a stupid salon.

When the lady asked me if it hurts and I said, it's bearable, she said, so strong oh you!! Have I mentioned I love compliments? After that, they took out this buzzing spoon thing and applied it in a tap motion around my face. This is to reduce my sensitivity.

Then, she put on my mask and while I was basking in the mask, someone did a shoulder massage for me. So nice ohhhhhh!! Then I waited about 20 minutes more for the mask to fully absorb and then, done! All that took from 11am till 2 pm. That was a little too long for me, but anything for beauty.

When I went to the bathroom to release the urine I've been holding for an hour, I saw my face in the mirror and it was horrifying! My face was full of red dots! But that's not gonna last for a long while, because soon, the redness disappeared.

Soooooo, I went out and the lady said that a product called oxy03 was the best product for me right now. When I asked what the price was the lady said she'll give me 10 percent discount, and I still bit my tongue because the price was RM 200!! Still, she said it will definitely work and since its probably going to last me the whole year, I bought it with my own money. So the facial, RM 80, my aunt paid and I paid for my own product yay! If this product doesn't work, I'll throw a fit and cry.

So after that we went shopping around Karamunsing and I saw lots of cute, cheap clothes. But I restrained myself because from now on, I am a humble beggar. T____T While shopping, my spots were still very bright red, like someone just dotted lipstick on my face. And great, lots of good looking guys were around and all I could do was stare at my shoes. They even had super clear skin! Haiya.. Soon I'll have skin like that too.

Karen said...

Don't wear makeup anymore for now.
Don't use my old products.
Don't apply anything but the oxy03 on my face. Eat fruits and vegetables like I breathe air.

Okay, let the good skin days begin!!

When I arrived home, I saw my whole family in the house. My uncles, aunts, cousins most of them were there. And I was glad to see my cousins, Yvonne, Brenda and Isaac, who I haven't seen in a longggg time.

Thats because my grandfather is sick, and he's currently staying with my family. And almost everyday, at least one of my uncle or aunt would visit. I've heard of some people who would just abandon their parents or grandparents but I can't imagine something like that happening in my family.

I shook hands with everyoneb, because I'm polite like that. Then I told my mom all about my day. The ret of the family didn't go to church because they have to take care of my granddad, so I am the representative la lol. A while later my grandmother came all the way from Beaufort, where Uncle Son picked her up. I thought that was how the day would end but then Uncle Barnabas came and wanted to bring Big Brother to CentrePoint to buy samurai swords.

Big Brother is a big fan of swords and martial arts thingy. And that morning, while I was at church and facial, Uncle Barnabas, Big Brother and Cousin Yvonne went to Kota Belud to go survey swords! I am so jelly.

When Uncle Barnabas offered, his daughter, Yvonne wanted to go too saying she wants to go shopping. I wanted to go shopping too, guess I completely forgot about the RM 200 I spent. So, Big Brother, Uncle Barnabas and Cousin Yvonne and me went to CentrePoint.

When we arrived there, Cousin Yvonne brought me around and she is so patient and nice! I told her I felt like buying shoes and she went through shops and shops with me. I think we went through 30 stores in 2 hours. Yvonne gave me tips and trends, because she studies in KL. What is in and what is out and what I should spend money on.

Finally, we landed at DOSS and we saw the signs 30% OFF. We were drawn like moths drawn to fire. And I bought a pair of shoes that was originally RM36 but got it RM28! And Yvonne also bought a pair and we both went to YOYO to buy some milky tea to celebrate.

While waiting for our tea, both our mothers called us to ask us to buy slippers for grandfather. Then we saw Big Brother and apparently he has been looking for us for a long time and Uncle was angry. So we rushed around the mall to look for cheap slippers and finally we bought a cute pair of Winnie The Pooh slippers which I think is super adorable! Then we rushed to the car.

And Uncle wasn't even mad! I guess this patience thing is hereditay. Haha.

The day wasn't over yet! We still had to buy some Bah Kut Teh! So Uncle left the three of us in the car and went to buy some.

We had nothing to do so we asked Big Brother to guess which shoes are whos. And he got it wrong! He says I like to wear high heels, which are Yvonne's shoes and because my shoes look mature, it has to be Yvonne's. Me and Yvonne just said yes and nodded and praised Big Brother for his vast wisdom.

Then Big Brother said of course he is smart! "I'm a business student bah!" Oh, Big Brother!

What an ugly shot. It seems like my size went up a bit cause I am now a size 36. I don;t want to have big feet leh!

But the shoes are so pretty! Its bronze and has a gold tipped ribbon, very Olympics themed, no? There was also a silver colored one, but I think gold sounds more optimistic. Its also really comfortable because the insides are padded. Yvonne says padded shoes are imprtant for comfort.

I also saw a golden tipped colarred blouse, and I wanted to go search for it again to match my shoes, but my Uncle wanted to go home already. Next time...

The ridiculously expensive serum. You better work.

Tomorrow, while I am rotting in school, Big Brother will be at Wisma Merdeka to look at more swords and Yvonne will be taking care of grandfater and grandmother. Then next Saturday, Uncle Barnabas says he is going to take us to see some speakers display. Yay!



Of Happiness and Gratitude

Yesterday, I walked to the shops near All Saints, our neighbour school to buy lip balms and lipglosses! I was a little worried at first because I felt ugly and what if someone saw me wth. But I didn't meet anyone!

First we went to a store that sold cute girly stuff and I saw this really cute Hello Kitty headphones and would've bought it if it wasn't RM 40. Damn expensive! It was really adorable you know!

So then we went to Guardian to buy the lip balms.

I've had dry lips problem for as long as I can remember and I depend on lip balms to solve that problem. Even when I'm drinking 2 litres of water a day, I would still have dry lips. And even when I use a scrub, I would still be dry. And I know that I can't use my saliva to wet my lips because that would be even more drying. Haiya, what to do, why am I like this.

There, I chose two lipbalms and a lip gloss.




The red one I bought a long time ago. I have to say that I like the black one the most! Sarah likes the black one. Frieda likes the white one. And Jessica also likes the white one.

To me, I think the black colored one is the most natural and it is so smooth on my lips. Although, it only masks the dry lips but my lips only feel a little bit hydarted. How can ah.

Sadly, nobody commented on the lip gloss wth. But I love its nude colour, looks classy! :-)

And yesterday was one of the happy days when I am extra super duper happy that I am blessed enough to attend Lok Yuk! Not only are the people friendly, the food is nice and the teachers are so understanding!! Because my English teacher asked the whole class to write at least one positive thing about each and every one of us and this is what people thought of me!




Aww you guys know me so well wtf. But the one I put for myself didn't come out... I put, 'She is very pretty' wth. Teacher didn't agree is it! Haha, nevermindla, cause people also said loves beauty, ladylike and likes to groom herself, which is the same meaning right?

When I got my paper, I was grinning through the whole thing. And my reaction every 5 seconds were, oh stop it you!



Yes, I was very very happy. Because as most people know, I absolutely love compliments, and if nobody has complimented me for a few hours, I would start complimenting myself wth. If you don't know that, then we can't be friends. I thought you and I knew each other... intimately you know. Wth wth.

But here are 23 compliments of what people think of me!!

I love you guys you know!! I almost shed tears of happiness.

A few drops of crystal pearls almost rolled down my rosy cheeks as I slowly took in the thoughts of my fellow friends. I released a soft sigh as the compliments seeped in to my inner soul, and every fibre of my being felt warm and fuzzy from the ultimate content and happiness.

See see teacher! I love English now!!

The whole class was full of highs and smiles.

I am very very thankful and grateful to God for landing me in Lok Yuk even though I was an ungrateful bitch at first. Ooooh let me tell you that story!

When I was in standard 6, I wrote down in my Form 1 application form that I wanted to go to All Saints. When I got my results back, it said that I was to go to SMP. Whaaaat?? All my friends were going to All Saints. So, I tried applying to All Saints again, then I got rejected. Then I begged again, and got rejected.

So, when I was shopping with Jessica, I asked her mom if I could go to Lok Yuk. I didn't know she would help me arrange and register and everything!! So I went to Lok Yuk. But still, I wasn't satisfied. Through the whole Form 1, I longed to go to All Saints and my mom said I could go after Form 2.

But then during Form 2, I had a lot of fun! I started to enjoy my days in Lok Yuk. So, I stayed.

Until now! When I see All Saints, it seems like people are desperate to claw other people to climb up the social ladder.

I don't want to be in that environment. I want to smile and be happy, like I am now! Lok Yuk is the place to be!! =D

Gossip is BAD

Whenever I have homework to do, I always do something totally unimportant instead. Like blogging right now.

I have a Malay script to memories, Mathematics excercises to solve, Physics and Chemistry peka to do (a month overdue), Biology and History notes to write and Fencing report to finish. Short stories to find on English.

But no worries, because I am 50% done with everything wth. I am just taking a short break, I promise myself.

Haiya why am I like this...

Anyway, nowadays is the days of lots of scolding. And I'm just starting to care about my studies! But some scoldings are my fault like in BM, I wasn't paying attention, teacher said "If you're so smart, tell me the synopsis of bla bla bla," and I was frozen. Then at PJK (PE), teacher advised us to wear our kokum clothes and then at Chemistry, teacher scolded the whole class for not doing our peka report. Then at Maths, teacher said "How can you NOT understand this?" and I just said "Oh, ok understand already." Haiya...... so, I'm doing my homework tonight.

I don't want to talk about negative things like that la.

Today, at PJK, Vanissa turned a little crazy saying "HAHAHHAHA I HAVE A BLOG!!!!!" Yay! Join the club! But I tried searching for it, and couldn't find it. =( And I was so excited... what happened!

Awww so true!!!

I always go to the salon or shopping when I'm sad too!

Have I mentioned that I love Michelle Phan videos? She's so inspiring! I also love Bubz!

She is one of the people I look up to. Because she is so calm, funny, happy, beautiful OH NO I'M IN LOVE!!!

And they are both makeup gurus!

A lot of people call me fake when I wear makeup, and yeah I do admit that sometimes I wear TOO much. But then, even when I wear a little bit of tinted moisturiser, people still call me fake. How can?!

Oh well, I still love it haha.

Inner beauty.... is something I have to work on. Because sometimes, I do something really mean, and then at the end of the day I feel bad for doing it. So, no matter how much I feel like that person deserves it, at the end of the day, it circles back to me and I am the one feeling like an ass.

And of course, there are a lot people that I am badmouthing about....

Why do I love to gossip... It's not nice and yet, I do it everyday. I am definitely going to work on that.

30 Day Blogging Challenge

Ok I give up. Lol wth.

Money Can Ruin Friendships

Drama queen post and I over exagerated. Warned!

I guess I am simply too kind! *flutter eyelashes and rest hand demurely on forehead.

I have a friend who borrowed my money since last year and its quite a big amount, at least for a cheapskate like me. Since I know the value and hard work (Daddy's hard work to be exact) put into the money, its hard to believe that I gave it to someone else just like that.

Actually part of that hard work is mine, just by saving only la. And Mrs. Green's (my piggybank) effort too for keeping it safe. That's her up there, yes she is female. See her babies!

We used to be close, like hanging out but with the money between us... Mrs. Green and I aren't the same anymore! WTH.

Ok, seriously...

She borrowed last year, I helped.
She borrowed this year, I helped again.

Money can ruin relationships okay, thats why its always a good idea to not spend money that you do not have!

I used to be okay with hanging out with her, but now whenever I pass her, I just think, OMG SHE HAS MY MONEY!!!

It's not the money that I care about, its the fact that she seems to be oblivious to the fact that borrowing money isn't polite, and it causes me to be uncomfortable.

But the straw that broke my back was when she asked me for more money! How can someone be so damn thick skinned, wanna impersonate a rhino is it? If it is shameful for you, then please don't do it. I guess its true, once you help someone, they'll keep running to you when they're in trouble. Its okay to ask for help once in a while, but learn from those mistakes. Don't act like a helpless baby.

If I can starve myself, so can you.
If I can restrain myself from shopping (and trust me, that's hard for me), so can you.
If I can go on without my phone in my hands texting and crying, so can you.
If I can save RM 1 a day, so can you.

In fact, if she had saved RM 1 since the day she borrowed from me, which was last year, she would be able to pay me back, no problem. But this just goes to show that she doesn't take me seriously. I have confronted her many times, and always in a respectful manner, but she keeps delaying!

What should I do?! I am on the verge of going insane because of money??!! How can this be?

I am helping her, why is she making this so awkward for me.... How could I say no to someone in need, especially when I am perfectly capable of helping.

I just needed to buy some contact lenses for drama, that can wait. I just needed my money to pay my tuition fees, that can wait.
I just needed my own money for the school bazaar, that can wait.
I just  I just needed some money for food that day when we were going to suria, but thats okay, I'll starve just one more day. (crap lies, she had money to buy food that day okay!)

Because I honestly cared about my friend and it was so simple to make her happy, and she promised to pay me back in a week.

What empty lies.

It has been almost 5 months. Can I still call her a friend since things are so awkward between us now?

AND I AM SOOOO ANGRY!!!

This small thing has made me think of all the other things she's done wrong. A lot of things, actually. This is my anger typing!

You think the rest of us bathes in money? You're not the only one to have financial worries! I have worries too, its just that I handle it more gracefully wth.

Am I being too sensitive? Am I too emotional?

Yeah Crystal... you kinda are.

Okay, if you are the one who borrowed money from me, pay me back now.

30 Day Blogging Challenge Day 6

Pet peeves.

A lot of people are going to feel offended! Warned.

When people throw garbage on the ground when they could just walk to the rubbish bin. I see this a lot at the bus stop in front of my school. Sometimes I feel like this has something to do with their overall stupidity because if they litter, it means they are lazy and have no responsibility, and when they have no responsibility, they end up not doing well in class and they end up stupid. Then, they'll end up as a trash sweeper. Ironic....

When....
People call me repeatedly from afar and I obviously don't hear them. Yet, they don't take the initiative to walk towards me, and instead scream on top of their lungs.

When...
People disturb me when I'm sleeping. Which includes sounds and light, so I wake up at least twice every night. Which results in ugly eyebags so big, I can store all my makeup.

When...
Its hot and my parents are late, which is 99% of the time. The hot Malaysian weather practically melts me into a jelly like substance, that flies are attracted to.

When...
People don't return my money. I mean, its okay if they are making an obvious effort but when I see them spending money on things, I will be like ROOOOAAAARRRR!!! Then, I have to handle the discomfort of asking for it and bringing up the topic, and since they are making me feel uncomfortable I don't feel like giving them my money and insist that they pay as soon as possible. And then I feel regretful that I helped them in the first place!!! No, I don't feel sympathetic to their "hard" situation anymore because its my money and I am the one who starved and restrained myself from shopping for months and everytime I see them eat I get pissed off because I think that they should starve themselves to pay me back too!!! What, do they think I asked my dad to give money to them, my dad has better things to do than give money to someone elses child okay! Do I look rich? I take happiness in finding RM 1 necklaces and I buy the cheapest food I can! Even braces also I can't afford!

Okay that one was a particularly annoying pet peeve. And no, I'm not poor wth. Just cheapskate. Somehow, I feel safe and secure when I know theres money in my piggy bank.

30 Day Blogging Challenge Day 5

Okay, by now the blogging challenge is very rojak since I am crisscrossing from one challenge site to another.

And I skipped so many days I don't know if its legit anymore.

What song inspires you?

Is this not obvious???

On My Own by Samantha Barks from the musical, Les Miserables.

I listen to this song every morning in my car and would always be pissed if the song comes up on the CD and nobody bothers to turn up the volume.

I listen to it before I sleep.

I listen to it when I bathe.

I listen to it when I am particularly emo.

I rewinded about 10 times when I first heard the melodious angelic voice of Samantha.

I sing it when I'm bored.

I cry when I hear Eponine's loneliness in this song. And curse Marius and Cosette!

New and Red

Yesterday afternoon, I went to town to buy new specs! I have been meaning to buy new specs since March because I lost it at the school bazaar, but never really had the guts to ask my parents in case they get mad.

So, I saved money! I saved... didn't eat much... restrain myself from shopping... buy the cheapest things available... and 4 months later, I saved RM300! And that is including the RM 120 from Hari Gemilang (Exellence Day?)

But RM 300 just for specs? Haiya...

So I asked Big Brother what I should do. And here are the wise words from Big Brother...

Just ask la. I also lost and broke my specs last time, and they just bought me a new one. They won't care bha that.

So, feeling confident, I asked my mom one night, when Big Brother, Mom, and I were having dinner.

Me : Mummy, I want to buy new specs, can?
Mummy : *smashes plates and turned into godzilla WE JUST BOUGHT YOU SPECS, WHAT FOR YOU WANNA BUY AGAIN??!! YOU ONLY KNOW HOW TO WASTE MONEY! WHERE'S YOUR NEW SPECS?!
Me : I lost them....
MUMMY : NAH, WHO ASK YOU??! USE YOUR OLD SPECS, YOU DESERVE TO SUFFER!!!

At this point, my loving mother is breathing fire and has the grace of a dominant male gorilla wth. I must tread the waters carefully!

Me : I've already saved money!
Mummy : ROARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is how she signals me to shut up. Lol.

When Mummy finally goes to wash her plates, I said to Big Brother.

Me : What was that?!! You said it would be fine!
Big Brother : *shrugs and continues to watch tv
Me : Nevermind... nevermind


Then, two weeks after that, my friends and I got RM 120 in cash, so we all decided to go shopping! Yay! And Caroline-unnie helpfully offered to assist me in buying my specs.

But the morning of our day out, my Dad offered to buy it for me instead because he was scared that I would be cheated by the salesman wth. Yeah, okla! I don't have to use my own money hoho!

But then, he broke his promise! We didn't buy any specs and I feel more cheated!

So, I suffered with my yucky old specs and got headaches and neck pain because of it. It didn't fit me anymore, so it kept sliding down my nose.

But yesterday! Yesterday, my dad told me to get ready to buy my specs!!! Yay!!! We went to town, where my dad always goes to buy glasses, and I got to chose my specs myself, no help from Daddy.

I wanted to get hipster glasses, and I found one that only costs RM 95! And then plus the lenses, its RM 145!!!!

Looks kinda like this.

But my dad says its ugly. Lol...

So maybe next time, I'll secretly buy this for myself la.

After searching high and low, I finally chose one.

It's red! I wanted to find one that is pastelly but.... who will take me seriously with a kiddy spec. So I told the shop assistant that I want one thats dark and full framed.

And this is the best among the ones there. Uh oh.... I feel kinda... regretful. NO LA HAHA! I love it!

I went to do my lens after choosing the frame and I found out that my degree is now 150 on both eyes. That explains my headaches when wearing my old specs since that is 100 on one eye and 75 on the other.

And this is me wearing my new baby.

Goodbye yucky old green glasses! I will sell you for RM 25 lol. But nobody will buy you anyway. Don't cry, its not me, its you.

Now I can see the world again! Everything is so clear!!!

Oh yeah, BJ looks very handsome. wth. Because BJ says he will definitely read my blog if I mention that.

Wobbling Fans

Today, in English class, we were doing some questions on the poem He Had Such Quiet Eyes.

As usual, my mind wandered away and I was doodling my name on my paper. That was when my mind registered my English teacher saying, "That could be dangerous! You guys better get away from there!!!"

Thinking it was a bee, my hidden super survival reflexes jumped into action and I bolted for the door. Behind me, people were bolting around too, and I realised, no one was going outside...

So, I looked around and everyone was looking at the ceiling fan wth. It was wobbling and wobbling and at last, someone turned the fan off. It turned out that, the people sitting under the fan heard clicking sounds and said so, and that was when they noticed the fan.

The fan was a little bit disconnected from the ceiling, and even when it was switched off, it was still wobbling after a long while.

After that, the teacher resumed the class as usual and we went on with analysing a women's broken heart wth. I actually don't think I can understand what the woman in the poem is talking about because, my heart has never really been that broken. Maybe a small crack? Okay, enough emoness.

After the lesson ended, we decided to turn on the fan to see what would happen. If the fan broke and crashed to the floor, splintering the whole class to injuries (wth) and resulting in our immediate suspension, we would just say YOLO... wth. YOLO is a useless word just like SWAG.

Anyway, everyone packed their bags and stood at the edge of the class, and when the fan was on, everybody was silently watching.... and watching... and watching... I was hiding behind a few people, in case it really did fall down. Finally, after a few minutes, nothing happened! What an anti-climax!!

30 Day Blogging Challenge Day 4

A habit that I wished I didn't have.

Picking on my pimple scars!! Because if you pick on them, they'll never get better. But its not me, its my subconscious mind.

Popping my zits wth..

Saying wtf a lot.

Opening a new browser on my computer and then forgetting what I want to do. Then, remember it again and open another new browser.

Procrastinating. I always say that I will do something later, but then I never do it anyway. And this always gets me in trouble.

Okay, okay. Thats all for Day 4!

30 Day Blogging Challenge Day 3

Post a picture of you and your friends!

Haiya, they could sue me.... but that won't stop me!

I don't have a picture of all my friends in one picture though.








There are a lot more friends, but some people didn't give me permission to put in their pics.... so nevermindla!

Well Well, Who's Birthday Is It?

Ehem, I shall dedicate this post to Sarah for her birthday!!

I met you in Form 2 and I thought you were Kesha's cousin. And you probably don't know this but (deep breath) I used to be jealous that you were so pretty! lol.

Drama team and that was extra super duper fun! I loved every single moment of it with everybody. Then we both fell into a comatose state after it was over, because we miss it soooooo much! I miss the truth or dare, the whole funny cast and the whole damn thing la!

You went to the Pidato competition and I tagged along. Some other school got the prize but honestly, I thought you were the best, the judges were probably blind or something. But maybe thats just my biased opinion....

And the best part is....
YOU'RE ONE OF THE PEOPLE WHO LOVES LES MISERABLES!!!!! 24601 WTH!

And you're the first one to be sucked into the Les Miserables frenzy! Yay to that! =D The 3 bloggers!

The three bloggers who happen to love Les Miserables!

And almost everyday, we would be singing Les Miserables songs together. But now, you and Frieda know more lyrics than me. Haiya, I need to watch the musical again la!

I will be with Jean Valjean and Frieda will be with Enjolras and you will be with Marius. And we'll all have french babies wth wth wth. And we'll teach them all the Les Miserables songs. *daydream

I hope that 10, 20, 30 years from now, we'll all still be friends and we'll all pursue our dreams. You'll be a rich actuarialis. Caroline will be a reporter in Taiwan cause she's so good in stalking celebrities. Frieda will be an accountant and married (^^). Jessica will be a dermatologist. Carlin will be a food taster because of her love of food. Vanissa will be a doctor wth (I don't know what Vanissa wants to be!!! gasp!) and I will be Mathias Lauridsen's wife WTH. And we'll be sitting at the patio, overlooking the ocean, sitting on classy lounges and we'll all be talking about are silly teenage years.

May we attend each other's wedding and we'll talk about how silly our love lives were (Example Asshole #1). And our husbands will be rich, handsome, kind and smart *swoon! And I'll sing On My Own in your (and everyone else's) wedding if I'm still single then. wth...

May life treat you well for the rest of your life, may you live till 100, may you be showered by love and laughter for the rest of your life! (insert more inspirational sentences here)

Thank you for being a great friend!
Thank you for teaching me when I don't understand!
Thank you for saying I'm pretty wth!
Thank you for consoling me when it comes to Asshole #1

May this day be full of happiness and may all your wishes come true! I hope all your heart's desire comes true! And I hope you have a smashing 16th!



Love, Crystal

I Prayed and He Answered

Today I woke up and prayed to God that I wouldn't go to school. So when my mother forced me to wake up I whined about having a headache. There used to be a time when my mother would've let me stay at home, but now I'm grown up, she said NO! T____T

So, I crawled out of bed and put on Les Miserables song and got ready for school.

After washing up, putting on my clothes, drying my hair, decide whether to put my fringe up or down, doing my skincare, putting books into my bag, gasping over unfinished homework, sat down and stared into space, contemplated the meaning of life, going through 9gag and putting a bit of makeup, I went to start up the car.

And would you believe it, it seems like the car wouldn't start! I've already switched off the air conditioning and everything.

So, Dad and Big Brother jump started the car and that took about 15 minutes. I was silently standing at the sidelines, hoping that it wouldn't start. But due to Dad and Big Brother's expertise, it started. FML...

By 6.20a.m, we left for school.

And by 6.50a.m, we were still stuck in a jam. So my dad says...

Dad : What time do you have to be at school?
Me : By 7.00a.m.
Little Brother : I HAVE TO BE THERE BY 6.50A.M OH DADDY!!! HOW ARH?!!
Me : If I'm late I have to sit outside th office the whole day oh.
Dad : If you're late, just go back home la.
Me : I think we should just give up now la! :D
Dad : Ok ok. We go to my office first.

So we went to Dad's office and went back home. He said not to use the computer, but what he doesn't know wouldn't hurt him. Hehehehee!!

Of Universities And My Future

What an inspiring day!
Yesterday, we had an Expo on colleges and univerities and what we want to do after SPM. For me, I haven't planned my life that far yet. Before this, I probably expected to get married to a rich guy and spend my days shopping and getting facials.

Although that would be the life, its not the life I want. I want to get out there and study!!!

*crawls to a dark corner.. What has become of me... What gibberish! I do want to learn and study and improve myself!

Hahah, theres so many options and possibilities to choose from!

When we first got inside, we just simply passed the booths and Cambridge caught our eye. By our, I mean Jes's and I. And so we went our way to Cambridge! I like how that sounds! When we went to Cambridge, this caucasian lady from Cambridge told us all about Cambridge. And how it differs from Malaysia universities. For one, in Malaysia,  they accept you based on how smart you are and in the UK they interview you to see the way you think. Put an asian and a UK student in a room to do a maths exam, the asian will win. Put an asian and a UK student in an interview, UK student wins! And in UK the universities are very relaxed and not so uptight. I wanted to ask her about what I want to do, but a certain person was hogging up the attention. You know who you are! But no matter, I can't go there because it was too expensive anyway.

At first, I didn't know what to do when I grow up, so if people asked me what I wanted to do, I'd say 'Dunno' and they would bombard me with everything. Which took a lot of time. So, I narrowed it down to 'I like English'. Then 'Journalism'. Then 'Tourism'. Then 'Blogging!'

When I told a lady from the Ireland universities that I wanted to become a full time blogger, she said that its not a wise career choice because in 5 or 10 years, blogging might not become a thing anymore. So yeah, better have a more secure job and I can do part-time blogging.

I also found out that between A-Levels, STPM and Foundation, Foundation is the way to go. But only take foundation if you're sure of what you want to be and what career path you want to take.

And then, oh so soon, my belly was yearning for food. So, Sarah and I went to the canteen (which was pleasantly not crowded) and sat next to Fitra and Ryan, from drama. Then we talked about our future and such, when Fitra said something about MASCOM. At first, I was like "What's this MASCOM you speak of?" and then it clicked. MASS COMMUNICATION.

After that, Fitra wanted to go find out more about Mass Com and I tagged along. And I absolutely put Mass Com in one of my top career paths! It is like production, scripwriting, events, planning and stuff like that.  And theres public relations officer! Which is really appealing to me.

But is it really for me? Do I have creativity? Can I talk in front of millions? Hmm, that last one, probably not. But Mass Com is still in the top of my list. I'd just have to try to be more appealing (lol) and talk in a clearer way, because sometimes, I can't get my point out. And I have to be better during presentations!!

At the end of the day though, I still don't know what to be.

30 Day Blogging Challenge Day 2

Nicknames!

By my family I am known as Chel (say Crystal repeatedly really fast) and Dik (short for "Adik" meaning "little sister") but my sister doesn't like people calling me Dik because thats her nickname.

Nicknames by friends is Crys. But mostly just Crystal lah. I'd like to think they call me gorgeous girl, pretty girl or cute girl when I'm not around wtf.

My christian name is Colette. I actually wanted Alicia, but at that time, Colette sounded french and sophisticated.

And... I used to be known as Kokeh because my little brother couldn't pronounce Kakak (big sister) correctly.

Among all these nicknames, I love to be called Crystal the most because its pretty.

Blogging 30 Day Challenge Day 1

Recent picture of myself and 15 interesting facts about me,

I truly love Les Miserables!!! *screams to show obvious obsession
I have a love hate relationship with fencing.
I care most about how I look.
I say lol and wtf a lot. Although my wtf is not cursing or harsh, it is to show that something is silly or funny.
My celebrity crushes are Harry Potter and Mathias Lauridsen.
I am very cheapskate. I hate spending my own money.
My favorite colour is anything pastel.
I am horrible at confrontations. I would piss my pants if someone scolds me.
I find happiness in shopping, especially purchasing cheap items. *cheapskate
I would always order iced lemon tea when I eat at restaurants.
The way to make me happy is to give me compliments.
My greatest fear is criticism.
I have no idea of my plans in the future. But I would probably become a doctor, scientist or journalist. Wtf, or maybe an international blogger?
I look up to my father most, because he was a nobody from nowhere, until some guy saw his drawings when he was a kid, and said 'You should be an architect.' And now he is.
My ideal guy would be rich and handsome. Wtf no, from experience, rich and handsome would not give happiness. He must have a good heart and he must prove without a doubt that he cares for me.

Little Me

Oh my! Who is this cute little midget running around?

It is Little Me!!

Little Me was the youngest of her 3 other siblings. She was a happy girl because she could put anyone under a spell (to give her colour pencils, because she had a thing for them). All she had to say was "goo goo GaGa" and giggle to make people love her. When she drooled, people say aww, when she slept people said aww, when she said 'uh oh' in her cute baby voice people said aww. She was called Princess Crystal by the commoners of her land. But then, tragedy struck.

The people wanted a democratic country and planned to kill the princess and her family. So, they moved to a mountain far away in the not so famous places of Sabah, where they loved ordinary lives.





So, the princess lost her title and just became Crystal aka Little Me. Little Me studied hard in a Chinese kindergarten and soon, she graduated from kindergarten lol. It was difficult, because she couldn't seem to capture the foreign language.




You can sense the paranoia from her face in this picture. Have the people discovered where she hid?? No matter, she had a badass bodyguard behind her to save her.

Ahem,
And then soon, she grew up to a cute little girl. And that was the time she had her first crush!




Although, things didn't go well with that first crush.... or the second one... or the third...

So feeling unloved, Little Me grew up to be *drumroll please


Crystal!! Wtf..

Haha, and she got a bad case of acne (a terrible disease...) and does anything she can (and within her budget) to cure herself.

Also, she had a fourth crush, and she thought she really liked him. She even said I love you!! Oh my, has she found her prince? Lol, nope because beneath that shining armour is a deceitful person and he abandoned her. Sigh....

But no matter! Because after that, her life was better than ever! She joined the drama team, SINDEX, fencing tournaments, choral speaking and other stuff.



So, she is a very happy girl, royalty or not. Prince charming or not! Because her whole family is now with her again. She has awesome friends! She has yogurt in the fridge. She just bought a new lipbalm.

And since this is fantasy, she is dating Harry Potter! Screw off Ginny! Sorry Mathias lol.

My Love For Fencing



OMG Harry stop it your smile is killing me! Ginny is so so so so lucky to marry you! And to think that you used to make out with that terrible Cho girl! But I was still burning with green envy when I saw that you had children with Ginny at the end of that last movie. I should stop having crushes on fictional characters now.

Today is a good day because although it is a Saturday and I have to go to school, I really think that my studying is getting better! That is because during maths, I could understand the whole chapter of trigonometry, and I understood Chemistry, and I understood Physics!!!!! *blows nails

Apparently today however, I realised that I don't love fencing anymore.... the world is ending!!! (wth no la, whoever thinks that are idiots.)

3 years ago, I joined fencing because I didn't like the other Uniformed Clubs and I didn't have to buy any uniform or go under the sun or go marching. It was heaven. I loved the fencing community and it's people. They were nice and funny and sporting.

2 years ago, I started becoming serious with fencing. I was going to join my first fencing tournament and trained two times a week at school before class starts and went to fencing centre every saturday night. I totally loved it!! But the fencing association kept postponing the tournament and at last, I couldn't join the tournament because it was held on an exam day. Sigh, I was so disappointed. But at least I got to be the ahli cemerlang (exellent member)

Last year, was PMR examination year. I really wanted to train, but the school won't let me join any competitions because of PMR. So, I just studied.... and studied... and studied... Until I completely forgot about fencing. But somehow, this year I got to be the ahli cemerlang again. After PMR, we were allowed to follow tournaments so we participated in UMS FENCING OPEN. I ranked only 6th. But I think thats okay, since the fencers were from the whole country and they were mostly universiy students. But I haven't gone fencing in a long time, and my interest faded.

Sigh, and now this year, I just keep wanting it to end, you know? I dread the days when I have to do the tiresome stretching and endless lunge and endless smelly gear. My BM teacher asked if any of the fencers have gone to a high standard yet, and I thought, I have been training for 3 years now. Why am I still learning the stupid basics over and over and over again? Why am I still going nowhere? During the SFA Fencing Competition, I was actually contemplating whether or not I should lose on purpose just so I could go home.

I keep thinking of changing to a different club but then, I could be the president of the club next year. And with that, comes a big bonus in my kokum marks. So maybe then, I could go into a good university.

Hmm, decisions decisions. Oh well, this is just probably the assistant coach thing and maybe I just need a break from it.

Hahaha, I just realised that its like a break up. No fencing, its not me, its you.

Wedding Essay

My teacher gave me 40/50 for this essay.

I closed my eyes as the beautiful notes of “Here Comes The Bride” flowed through the air like a soft breeze. A pleasent gust of wind rustled the rose bushes which emitted fragrances around the garden.

                I opened my eyes and around me, people were looking back to the bride and I could see why. She was dressed elegantly in white, her hair cascading down like a waterfall down her back, and a serene smile curled on her lips. She seemed to be oblivious to the hundred or so people in the garden, because her gaze was locked on the groom. Slowly, she inched across the isle in her white stilettos, and arrived at her place beside him just as the music came to an end.

                The music faded, and the clergyman stepped up to the microphone, Bible in hand. He smiled at the assembly. "Cherished family members and honored guests, I would like to thank each of you for coming out this morning," he said. The sound carried well from the small speakers to either side of the podium. The pastor placed the Bible down before him. "Let us begin by offering thanks to the Lord on this wonderful day." We all bowed our heads and he prayed.

                I did not pay much attention to what happened after that. However, I did snap my head in attention once the couple started to say their vows and exchange their rings. I think the best part of the wedding was their vows, because it was their oath to each other, their promise, that they would stand by each other’s side no matter what. After that, they exchanged their wedding rings made of diamonds and finally, the couple kissed and with their arms linked, they walked through the isle together.

                All around me, people with pearls rolling down their cheeks got up to follow the bride and groom. I followed them, and when I arrived, the couple was almost inside a black limosine, decorated with white ribbons and roses.

                I hastily pushed my way to the front of the  cheering crowd just as the bride suddenly threw her bouquet of pastel pink up towards the light blue sky and everybody gasped as it landed promptly into my open hands. My mouth hung open and I glanced around me as everyone clapped and cheered. Slowly, I began to realise what was happening and a huge smile crept across my face. The bride, gave me one last look, a look filled with pure happiness and gave me a wink before she disappeared into the shiny black limosine.

                I released a chuckle and wished my only sister, the only person who has ever truly cared for me after our parents died in an unfortunate car crash, the best of luck. Now, after this day, I have to care for myself. We have both gone through a tough time together, and tears filled my eyes when I realise that she at least has her chance of happiness.

Of Nose Pore Strip

Yesterday, Jessica, Frieda, Sarah and I were in the topic of beauty, as we uually are and we went into the topic of ugly humongous nose blackheads. So here I am, showing the way to effectively remove them!

These are my ugly humongous blackheads! Although, because it was dark, the camera couldn't capture most of those ugly things. This is about 2% of it only. And its blurry...

So I used this! It comes in a packet of 10 pieces and you use it once in two weeks. So it can last for a few months!! It's really cheap, like around RM 10 in Watsons or Guardian. And there's sale in both stores now! *drool...

It looks like this. You have to open the slits at the edge so it will fit your nose perfectly. Wet your nose first, and wet it thoroughly or it won't work.

And that is how you fit it on. So just go do some stuff like read a magazine, watch tv, find out the meaning of life, find a cure to cancer, or even better, read my blog! After 10-15 minutes, you take it off. Don't take it off too early, it won't be dry enough to grip the blackheads and don't take it out too late, or it will hurt a lot. Actually, it always hurts when you tae it off but keep telling yourself, BEAUTY IS PAIN BEAUTY IS PAIN BEAUTY IS PAIN!

Ugh gross.. see the little hairlike pores?!

Hahahah, did you vomit in your mouth a little? Everything white you see on the pore strip is the sebum collected inside my pores. EVERYTHING!

Actually, I don't think that this is the best way to remove it because believe it or not, it didn't take out all the sebum. I would go for a facial and the facialist will take out this metal thing and squeeze everything out. Then, the facialist will use a vacuum thingy to make sure every little blackhead is gone (the facialist did all these for the whole face, not just the nose). It's kinda expensive though, like RM 60 per session. But so worth it!!!

Senamrobik 1 Malaysia and Community Services

This morning, I woke up with a sore-throat and a runny nose. *sniffles

But I went to school anyway because I was too abashed to ask the doctor for a three day sick leave. I'm glad I didn't because today, we had senamrobik!!!

Yayyyyy! *mostly yay because senamrobik=no class and go home early. YES!

Anyway, I thought it was going to be boring and I secretly hoped it would rain. (mind you it was cloudy)

I arrived to school feeling disoriented by the amount of people I saw, yet I didn't recognize any of them. I travelled all the way to the canteen where I met Elvena and followed her halfway back to meet Bethany and Wahyun. There, I did not have to wait long before I saw Sarah and Vanissa! Of course, we went into the topic of Les Miserables (great musical!!) which is when we saw Fieda and Caroline. We enjoyed "On My Own" by Samantha Barks before we were forced to the school field to start the senamrobik. Boohoo.

ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY INTERRUPT SAMANTHA BARKS!

I'll let you go this time, teachers...

So, we made our way to the field. Thank goodness it wasn't muddy and that the grass was cut. There, we waited for about half an hour for the teachers to take our attendance (waste of time)...

One of the things I was worried about was that my valuables would get stolen. By valuable I meant money, phone and camera. So, I had my bag with me at all times and was shifty-eyed when people told me I had to put my bag down. There's a lot of thieves in my school you know! People have been crying over their lost phones and money on facebook! I know how they feel, I've been there. But that's a story for another post.

Anyway, I eventually let my bag down. And got into my place to start. In my place, I spread my arms wide and spun around so that I had lots of space for myself. Loll.

And thus, the senamrobik commences!! I did everything with energy okay! And when the lady who was leading us finally stopped I was all tired. Imagine my horror when they said that was only the warm-up.

Lol, the break was all too short. Because soon, we were back to dancing. It was okay at first, we bust some moves and everything. But what pisses me off the most was the people who were unwilling to do the moves. They didn't even look tired. It doesn't make them look cool, it just makes them look stupid, blur and so.... what's the word... UN-SPORTING. I try to cover my eyes at these people.

Towards the end, I was sweaty and tired. I am a pathetic weakling, I know I know. Along with my tiredness came my disorientedness, and along with that, confusion. So, I guess I looked pretty retarded, stopping and starting, then stopping and starting again. Oh well, I did my best lol.

Pictures!!!

When the main event ended, we stuck around a little bit. The teachers probably sensed our boredom so they entertained us a bit. And I totally loved this part because it people seemed so sporting and went up to the stage to dance!!

And that, boys and girls, is how you get the ladies.

Don't you feel like dancing along. Well uh.. not me cause I was tired.

For a tired person, I don't look bad huh? That's Sarah by the way.

But never to tired for poco-poco!!! What is a senamrobik without poco-poco after all. I joined in for a while but then went out to take my camera for a while and when I wanted to go back in, a lot of people joined in. So, I just took pictures la haha.

After the senamrobik, I made my way to Tanjung Lipat with some friends to do our moral project. At first I didn't want to go, because of my laziness but then my dad didn't pick up my calls and Caroline told me to go, because when else am I going to do it right? So off I went!

The only reason I went is because I needed to do my moral project. We had to clean up an area to complete this project which I think is a waste of time because my parents work hard to pay taxes which pays the DBKK!! And their child, their youngest daughter is picking up trash??!!!

Lol no, I am happy to do community service! =D *fake smile

Anyway, we walked there and my main concern was a flasher. One of my teachers told the whole class that there was a flasher lurking around the bushes, and that we shouldn't scream and run if we were to encounter one as that would only excite him more. Little sicko...

But I am only a little girl, of course my naive instincts are to scream and run.

Thank goodness we didn't run into any flashers and the only people we ran into were a couple dating by the drain. I don't know what part of that is romantic...

When we arrived there, we went to work! Michelle, our class monitor did a fantastic job. She made sure that everybody was there and made sure everybody got their pictures.

And of course, a group picture.

I'm a little disappointed though because the pictures of me picking up rubbish looks super ugly. =(

Oh well, I haven't tried photoshopping them yet!!! =D

Oh Harry!

No no Harry, you're perfect.

Hard Work Pays Off

Yes, hard work does pay off.

All those days of staying at school till 5pm, paying RM 100 a month for extra classes, ruining my holidays, ruining my Saturdays, ruining my 9gagging, and last but not least, ruining my sanity.

All these just to ensure that my future is as bright as can be, which is to get straight A's in PMR. PMR if you are not from Malaysia, is an exam that consists of at least 7 subjects that every 15 year old must take.

Some people might not give a hoot about this but unless you wanna live in the gutters or unless you are going to inherit a million dollars fortune from daddy, you best give a hoot. Why you ask? Because it will determine whether you go into science stream or not.

For me, I have always dreamed to be a scientist or doctor and I have always been interested in science, so I really really wanted to be in the science stream.

So I studied the hardest I have studied in my life. Before this, I have never opened my books to study without being told to. I even went as far as to buy all the past year questions and finished them all, by myself! *pat on the back

But like I said, I didn't study as hard as I could have, because at that time, I was swept into the Korean drama frenzy. It was dangeroualy close to the exam, when I discovered Boys Over Flowers. And OMG I LOVED IT! I convinced myself that everything would be fine and that Imwas only taking a day's break. But a day turned into two and two turned into a week and soon, it was a few days till the exam.

Have you ever felt the feeling of nervousness and regret mixed into a churny feeling inside your tummy? Well, that was exactly how I felt. I regretted watching the drama and neglecting my studies. Haiya, I wanted to bang my head against the wall.

I went through the exams with a clear mind though. I think I did pretty well.

When I was 12, I was so confident I would get straightA's for my UPSR, and that was soooo much easier than PMR. And I got 4A1B. I cried and cried while all my friends were being congratulated. It was a crappy feeling.

Anyway, this time, I also felt confident, yet there was always that feeling of 'what if.' What would happen if I didn't get straight A's? I couldn't lose to my siblings or worse, my cousins. When uncles and auntsask me, 'How's your PMR' and I say 'Oh, 6 A's,' they would give me this pitying look that says, my child is better than you lol. No la, I kid.

Finally it was the day of taking my results. When it was seconds away from my turn in the line, I told my best friend Jessica to slap me if I cried. And when it was my turn, the teacher put my slip on the table while checking some stuff. It was a little covered by other papers so I leaned a little to the front to count those little A's. I scanned once, and just to make sure I wouldn't make a fool out of myself I scanned twice and yes, its true! I did get straight A's!!!!! OMGGGG!

So, I immediately texted my day and I waited for Jessica to take her results and she got straight A's too! I was so happy that we were going to be in the same class.

And because of that, I received RM 120 from my school as a reward for all the things they put us through.

Here are some pics!








I felt so excited.... lol, I was just tired.





Must check our faces before going on stage right? Me doing the puppy hands while Frieda is doing Italian hands.





Ahhh, so happy! Must flip hair! That is because I got my money, certificate and this picture thingy. And the person said I have a pretty name. Why thank you!







Bye bye!

My First Beer

I am now doing my history notes that is a few months overdue and decided to take a break!

While doing my notes, I randomly recalled my first beer experience...

It was a blistering hot day in my small house. There wasn't a drop of water in my house that day and I was soooooo thirsty. My five or six (I can't remember) self couldn't take it. I was practically melting. No not melting, because that would require water in my body, I was turning to ash.

Me : Mummy mummy mummy!!!!! I wanna drink water!!
Mummy : Wait a while ah... Daddy is buying water already.
Me : Mummy bahhhhh!! I want water!!!! If I die how? Won't you be sad mummy?
Mummy : (points) Then drink that la!

And that thing she was pointing to was this green can. With  my fingers wrapped around it, I snapped it open and while sniffling my snot back up my nose, I took a sip. And thus proceed to spit it back out.

Me : Mummy!!!! Why is this water so bitter?!

At that moment, my dad came home with a bottle of Root Beer (oh the irony) and my siblings and I happily drank the sweet sugaryness to our heart's content.

From that moment on, I decided that beer was the world's most disgusting drink ever. The End.

Sweet Childhood Memory

When I was 8 years old, I moved into a new school and not just any school... A PUBLIC SCHOOL.

It was my first time having to actually speak Malay to get along with some people.
It was my first time without an airconditioned school environment.
It was my first time having to wear a pinafore.
It was my first time being without my mother by my side to hand me money.

Because before that, I went to a privileged private school, Seri Insan where my mother worked in the secndary division. There...

We had two recesses a day.
We had the whole school airconditioned.
We sat during assembly.
We wore cute uniforms.
We had an awesome playground.
We all spoke only English. (except during BM classes.)

Yes, I was a spoiled child. I still am a spoiled child right now actually haha. I also remembered my friends and I going to the principal's office after school and asking Principal Patrick for sweets. He was so nice!!

You might think that the subjects are easier because everybody there is rich so they don't care about studies but its harder okay! We had social studies, where we have to do Show And Tell!! My favorite part of that class!! I guess it taught me to not be shy, to sharpen my answering and questioning skills, and to talk in front of a room full of people (eventhough its only 7 year olds). I remeber I brought 2 bunny rabbits (Fifi and Fufu) and I think I did quiet nicely. And then, I also got a turtle, but it died before I could show it to the class so my mom got me an emergency science experiment from her students, A PICKLED LIZARD. Btw, my teacher didn't appreciate that much.

I also had music classes which were compulsory and its not like, just writing down the lyrics and singing them in front of the class. I had to learn the chords and we had all these instruments in the music room. Piano, guitar, violin, cymbals yada yada yada. My favorite was the triangle. All my other friends were rich and privileged so they were sent to a music school by their parents. And of course they would know all he chords and technicalities of it all right?! Haha, needless to say, music class was a waste on me because I am musically retarded.

Then, we had computer class. Haha, I loved this one the most. I remember I always fought with my partner over who gets to play with it. Now, I realise how dumb it was because our favorite game was "Paint". Lol. And my mother was so proud of me for learning how to use "Word Document" and I was even more excited than her. The whole day I would brag to my friends how I know how to use Word lol.

Then all hell broke loose when my school changed location and it was too far away. More hell broke loose when my parents told me that I would be going to St. Agnes Primary School.

On my first day, my dad accompanied me. It was a Monday, so everybody was at the hall for the weekly assembly. My dad kept telling me and pointing out my class, but I wasn't paying attention. Lol.

When we got into the hall my dad told one of the teachers that I was new and that teacher told a prefect to put me in my class's line. And guess what? He put me in the WRONG CLASS.

While I was in my line, these girls talked to me... IN MALAY. I was so confused because I almost never spoke malay to others except my family. And even then, its broken Malay. Somehow, I got these girls to be my friends yay! But that effort went down the toilet because as we were leaving the hall, I lost them and that was the last time I saw them.

So I wandered aimlessly through the school in search of my class. And failed miserably because I just went inside a random empty class. Then, all these students streamed in. Seeing a new girl, I guess they were interested so, they talked to me and asked my name, where I was from. I sat between a girl (Nafthalyeona I think) and a boy (Khairil). While we were taking, I started crying suddenly and Khairil panicked and called other people to help me. And I never expected these strangers to comfort me!! So.. I stopped lo.

Finally, my dad came in to check on me. In fact, I was in the right class after all (my instincts are so sharp lol). And finally he left me, all alone.... well not alone, because I had some friends.

That day, something new also happened. I was introduced to this Moral/Agama division. These people asked me if I was a Muslim or not and I said "I don't know" lol. How naive I was!! But in the end, everything worked out and I found my place in the Moral class.

Yay, thats my story on my sudden culure shock when I transferred school. I'm actually really glad that I tranferred because in so many ways, I wouldn't have my life now if I hadn't. And I am VERY VERY VERY happy with my life. I wouldn't meet and be friends with the amazing people right now. I wouldn't be able to speak Malay fluently. I wouldn't be in Lok Yuk. I wouldn't get straight A's for PMR. I wouldn't be able to

I would list a lot of other things but being me, I'm too lazy lol.

Love,
Crystal

In The Library

Boy #1 : Mana satu buku ko mau?
Boy #2 : Mana buku-buku yang ada love ni??
Me       : O.O

Translation

Boy #1 : Which book do you want?
Boy #2 : Where are the books that have love??

Aww, boys can be so adorable.

Note, they are Form 1!!

Hari Panitia 2012

Yesterday was the first day of Minggu Panitia! And in conjunction with that, SINDEX prepared all our projects for all of Lok Yuk to see.

We started preparing for everything at 7am (last minute preparations) so that means we get to skip the weekly assembly! But the timing was crap because our beloved principle, who was in the hospital for an operation and still recovering, made a speech. It must've been nice to be called kerbaus and monyets after all this while. Haaahh... good memories of Lok Yuk. And I heard a fan exploded! How did that happen I don't know.

Whenever I am absent from school, cool things always happens. Is this fate? Like things automatically get boring in my presence?

Anyways, so we decorated the board in front of the physics lab and decorated the info board at the back. And nobody paid attention to either boards which felt like an arrow to the butthole. But that's okay. Because they paid attention to our inventions!

This might sound dorky and loserish but I never thought that people would be interested in our inventions or in what we have to say. My greatest fear that day was that some kid would walk away while I was talking and then I would have to pick up a fight and then I would get beat up. Or that someone wouldn't understand what I was talking about and I would panic and cry, followed by a dramatic scream while convulsing on the floor. And people would be pointing at me, laughing.... *shudders

Lol no la, the worst that would happen is I'd give an awkward giggle.

But even that didn't happen!! Everyone was interested and everyone listened and everyone was so nice! I even heard some girls saying they're interested to join SINDEX next year!! Too bad I didn't bring my camera or we would've taken a LOT of pics.

However, Vanissa's group had more audience than us because we didn't have the prototypes for our invention. Boohoo. Next time! *shakes fist

The only thing that I am mildly sad about is that I didn't get a chance to check out the other booths. I did see the singing though, and it was uh.... okay... *shifty eyes

But the fact that I got to skip classes was more than enough to compensate that! I know that skipping classes is a bad thing, but it doesn't make a difference to me. I still eat and poop the same way after all.

And then, this pharmacy sent some people to explain about medicines and how to know if it is safe or not. All we had to do was listen and we'd get free pens!!

Me : Can we have the pens?
The guy : Yeah yeah! Of course. Take some.
Me : Can we have like, a lot?
The guy : How bout you take like, one?
Me : Lol okay.

Lolololol.