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.