There is always a First Time~

I never knew how fun an open book test could be.It was really interesting especially during history exam. The moment our teacher said start,all you could here was the sound of flipping book pages XD

Then suddenly, everyone was quiet. We either found the page ourselves or was being told of the page by our neighbors. And then we started to copy and paste. The thing was, halfway through the essay questions I realized that I copied the wrong thing!

I was like "oh shit",smacked my forehead and I was inwardly screaming,"how could I NOT have seen it! I might even be the first to flunk an open book test if it was even possible!" I didn't realize though that my friends could hear me XD


Luckily thanks to my "amazing" speed writing *ahem* I managed it in 5. God thats a lot of drama for a 1 hour test.

Anyway, our school should do this more often. Its not stressful and quite fun actually. It would be even better that they would do this for SPM but I'm really pushing my luck there. ^^


I think the image above said everything. Just 6 more month to go. Patience patience~~~

Where's the Silver Lining?

I might delete this soon when I realise how stupid this post will sound. But for now... Recently my life's been quite chaotic. Its been anti-climatic since the last exam. Looking back, I realised that much has changed.

Things change, people change but somehow I feel left behind. Like a broken record. Just recently, I've learned a lot about what people in general think of me and some of it isn't good.

It seems that some people's first impression of me being pretentious and dislike me in general. According to them, its because:

1) Apparently I'm too nice to be real (hidden intention?)
2) I somehow "stole" someone else friend
3) I have slightly better grades.

Of course that was two years ago but somehow I wonder if it still holds true today. Now every time I look into her eyes, I keep thinking, wondering because I think that even if I ask her directly, she won't give me a straight answer.

Some may think that I'm doing the "cutesy" act but I don't. Its just me being me. Period. I get where you're coming from but how to I change someone who I've been,still am and will be? I can't change who I am and how I act but is it that bad?

It hurts to care. Very much so. Its different before I met these people. To fit in, I had to learn to get along with people. Get to know their likes and dislikes. They are undoubtedly nice people but they are just different. We never clicked so I became somewhat distant.

That's why I felt happy because I finally meet wonderful people who are more of my type. Recently a friend and I had a talk, as honest as we can get.
Look I'm not asking people to like me but please understand. I'm simply me. I hope that from this point things will turn for the better. I hope.

Laughter gives us distance. It allows us to step back from an event, deal with it and then move on.

Campus Life?

"To live is to choose. But to choose well, you must know who you are and what you stand for, where you want to go and why you want to get there.”

I went to Midvalley for the Education Fair. I thought that now I know what I would want to study (which is Culinary Arts by the way), all that's left is the simple matter of choosing a college/university to go. It cant be that hard can it...

Its just not that simple.

There is a college but its more like a academy that specialises in culinary. If I go there I'll have much experience needed for this kind of work. Its like the right thing to do plus I do like the place but somehow I feel like if I go there, I'll never be satisfied.

It may seem shallow but I want to experience college/campus life. To join clubs and meet people other than those taking the same course as me. I want to graduate in a convocation wearing the robes and going up the stage...Is it bad? Is it selfish to wish for it?

If I were to go to a proper university, I would have all of those but then again...Well I have to study more of a F&B side which means more study and bury my head in books. Something that I'm not very keen at. Well at least my mother is giving me full reins on my future.

Two roads diverge in the woods;

And will I take the one less travelled by

Well who knows

We'll just have to wait and see