College

I didn't plan any of this to happen. Everything just happened so fast.

A year ago, I wasn't even keen on going to college. The idea of getting a tertiary education was so vague.
A month ago, I did think of my future but chose to delay studies and enjoy 3 months of self-employment.
Three weeks ago, I succumbed to traditional do's and don'ts by enrolling myself into a college.

Currently, I've studied A-Levels for 3 days and AUSMAT for 9 days. I take English as Language or Dialect, Maths 3a/3b, Economics, Accounting and Finance, and Career and Enterprise.

COLLEGE changed who I am.

Internally, I am no longer as optimistic as I used to be. Recent events have tremendously changed my mindset and perceptions of world, of life itself. I've lost a big part of myself, my positivity. Day by day, I'm becoming more realistic, weighing pros and cons and having little hope for the future whenever I'm faced with options. Truth be told, I'm scared of making decisions. For those of you who know what had happened to me, of how my past caught up with my present, good for you. For those who don't, ask me, I'd be glad to tell you my horrifying experience. I guess maturing is part of life.

College has really broadened my horizons. Coming from a protected environment throughout my entire schooling life, I have never seen such a wide variety of people in my life. The people whom I thought was weird back then, they're not that weird after all. Getting exposed to such diverse group of people is education itself. Ex: I partnered a guy from Iraq for my presentation, super eye opening. Apart from people and culture, the little things at college excite me. The 2 floored library is HUGE and one can do lots of things apart from borrowing books, such as watching borrowed movies, utilizing the free cyber cafe or even have a fake discussion at the discussion room. College opened my eyes.

Choices. It's a big step forward. Back in school, everything is decided. You don't question, you just execute. Everything from the exact minute you are supposed to be at school to the food you are going to eat. Now, instead of only having to choose my scope of study, I have to decide my subjects, my schedule, my attendance in class, my lecturer, my food, my clothes, my seat in class, my peers and many other mys. Selecting friends no longer meant getting along with classmates. It meant possibly becoming best friends with people from totally different faiths, races or ethnic backgrounds. Nobody ain't going to tell you what to do anymore or judge you, kiddo, it's a big world out there. I learnt that the little decisions I make today will influence who I become tomorrow and the scary thing is, I have to take full responsibility for the consequences flowing from these decisions.

1 year of decisions is significant. The things you see or miss out on, the experiences gained or not gained, the skills learnt or not, the people you meet or never encountered and the environment you grow up with. It's stupid to say pre-u is just one year. That's just being ignorant.

Despite harsh realities, with that little ounce of positivity left in me, I would absolutely love to achieve my idea of the 'ideal college experience'. As of right now, it's still a blurry vision but in time to come, I will discover what my ideal is. For the time being, I shall enjoy the moment.

World's Next Top Model.

This was part of the reason why we were late and almost couldn't catch the bus up to Genting. We upgraded ourselves, instead of calling this camwhoring, this is modelling.

To infinity and beyond!

Past, Present & Future

My past me screwed up my present me.

I need to stop my present me from screwing up my future me.

a. Close selected doors now.

b. Take the risk and have the possibility of having multiple doors slammed at me in the future.

Sucks to be me, meh.

What Next?

A progress report of the people I still keep in touch after high school, ranging from one end of the scale, right up till the other.

Josh is working at Marks & Spencer
Yee Hern is working at some chinese shop
Shereen is working at Leisure Mall
Jin Mun, Hui Wen, Chew and Lawrence are bumming
Nikole is waiting for college to start
Roy, Faith, Sze Yuin, Emily, Sya and Victor are at MCKL
Abel and Chin are bald

So here's what's up with my life.
I'm going to register my face for A Levels at Sunway College.
I feel as if I'm jumping with two feet into uncharted waters. It's gonna be one heck of a wild ride from this point onwards. I guess it's about time I stepped out of the bubble.

It's a really long story on how I got from being an aimless bummer to choosing a course and an institution. But my mom concludes that I make her life exciting.

GET READY, IT'S A NEW DAY.

Blue House 2010

The entire period from being elected to House Assistant Captain until after Sports Day has been one of the definite highlights of 2010. It wasn't all a bed of roses though, there were some really up there touching the sky moments and some dig a hole and bury myself moments, more specifically, the aftermath.

Over a duration of 4 months, the whole crew began brainstorming, scrapping silly ideas, scolding people, brainstorming yet again, scrapping more unrealistic ideas, apologising to people, sourcing for the cheapest materials, building from ground zero, assembling everything together, fixing knocks and crannies and WALAH, by hook or by crook we made it on Sports Day.

Of course, it wasn't all hardcore working. In the beginning we were all, uhhhhh okay, shy shy. But as we had more meeting times at the noisy canteen and more gatherings at my house, we were having the time of our lives. Memories that we will keep forever : COD4 at cc, sam sik cha at ajimal, spying at red house's plans, sabo-ing pauline, making gabriel the immigrant work for blue house and spraying nipples.

Decorations aside, I bet the committee learnt a thing or two about leadership, of how to control hundreds of moaning teenagers and forcing them to march for you, under the hot afternoon sun. We tried our best alright, one day we were screaming our heads off, the next we were apologising our butts off. I sincerely hope we weren't that shitty, but we gotta do what we gotta do. But I knew everybody had fun during the march past that led to a war between Blue House and Red House at the field, epicness.

Anyway, I present to you here a solo project that I've originally planned to be bigger and better, including some behind the scenes and interviews from more sides of the story, both up there and down there. Let's just say, it didn't work out.

But here's what's left of it. Enjoy.

Twenty Eleven

I spent thirty minutes thinking on whether I should spend the new year's eve with my paps and mams, watching fireworks pop in the sky while holding tightly unto each other's hands in fear of getting gobbled up by the crowd with a bottle of beer on the other hand, just like we do it year after year OR spend the night at church counting down till 2011 with a bunch of young, energetic kiddos for a change.

I couldn't have both as there will only be one 2011 countdown and I couldn't be at two places at one time. It was a tough choice, knowing that lots of things are going to change next year.

It came down to me asking myself this:
"If it were my last day, which would I choose?"

Paps and mams it was. Momsies didn't have the 'mojo' to brave through the KL jam thus we decided to tone it down a little at The Palette, IOI Boulevard.

I needed to do something to spice it up a little so I paid for supper. Being 'asians' as Matthew would say, my parents decided to dine at a German restaurant. Hey, pork knuckles and Hoegaarden ain't cheap okay. But at least now I know where all my kia su-ness comes from.

Now I feel darn good about myself.
C'mon, imagine the first meal of the year 2011 paid by your own kid. I'm grown up, aren't I?






We were standing directly below the fireworks and there were flying ashes everywhere and out of nowhere some white sort of like crater / asteroid looking thing hit my face. Anyway, the fireworks weren't that big of a deal, I could see the same sorta giant sparks flying out of some of my rich neighbours. At the end of the morning, it's the company that counts =)



Happy New Year 2011!

It's funny how some people would die to spend the first few moments of a new year drunk, high on alcohol and vomiting everywhere.