Change is good.

I think I am ready to move on. To move on and feel better.

I have to admit, I was always one of those kids that are emo. Dressing in black, long hair covering one eye, etc etc. It’s not all for show. There was a reason behind it.

But I think I am ready for change, to be optimistic, to look at life from a different perspective. My blog title had always been “Love, Hardship and Betrayal”. I loved it. I can’t explain my profound admiration for it. It holds such great ‘feeling’ for lack of better words. It’s time to change the blog title as well.

As for the URL, unspokenromance.com, I created this blog back in 2007 when I was 16 years old. The story behind it was that, back then, I used to have a crush on someone. Thus, that’s how the URL came about. I’m so over it. The URL no longer holds any meaning for me.

Is this what it’s like entering in adulthood?

Yet, another school related post. As a matter of fact, that’s the only thing I have been doing for the past week or so.

School has been nothing but intense. I’m sure it’s all well worth it. I’m excited about getting my results. For this semester, I really did work my ass out. Hopefully, I can hit above the 10th percentile for the GPA polytechnic admissions to local universities.

Well, holidays are in. It’s a great thing. I have a few things up my sleeves that I’ve been dying to do but it was put on halt as school has been my first priority and will always be.

I was feeling a tad gloomy that today marks the last day of school. The reason being is that we are parting ways. From next semester onwards, we will be taking electives and our class will change again and we’ll be having our internships and so on.

I think we all can agree that being in this new class is definitely better than our previous class, C190. Don’t get me wrong. C190 was filled with nice people, well not ALL but they are certain individuals who are rather pleasant in terms of personality.  However, in terms of working with them for assignments.. Nah uh I don’t wish to do that. I’d do the assignments on my own. I have enough of bad experience.

Unlike my current class or soon to be ex class as well, most of us are rather talented, brilliant and very hardworking. It’s a much better class to study in. Group assignments are never a chore. Considering that this semester has been nothing but coursework in groups. I’m relieved that working in groups was easy and great. So far, it’s been great and enjoyable.

Well, I’m sure I did make my point clear. I like this class much more better than my actual real C190 class. My biggest concern or worry is regarding next semester, I hope I’m not in the class with the C190 people. I much prefer being this class. In any case, we’ll know when school begins again.

Meanwhile, I have several things to do during the holidays. I’m planning to revise on my french and hopefully improve on it as well. Picking up a DSLR and also some new photography skills and perhaps learn to code applications on the Mac OS X platform. Not forgetting that our NAPFA is next semester, I’d definitely have an intimate session with the gym equipments.

On a random side note, I can’t believe that we are approaching the third year. It all feels like yesterday when I was first admitted into Temasek Polytechnic. I feel that everything is going too fast and I’m becoming an adult way too fast and I’m not prepared at all. I still feel like a child and not ready for the workforce. Does anyone else feels the same?

OHH MY GOD!

OHH MY GOD!!

I scored a B3 for my GCE O Level 2009, English Language.

No words can describe how thrilled I am. It has always and I mean ALWAYS been a dream of mine to do well for English

Now, my L1R4 stands at 13 points.

Another reason why I am so thrilled and beyond disbelief is that, I actually studied a week before the actual exam. Trust me, I barely put any effort into it because it coincide with my assignment deadline for my current diploma.

I’m really beyond disbelief because how did I even manage to score a B3? I mean, how did my English improve! Pity that I absent myself for the Mathematics paper.

I wish I can celebrate but assignment deadlines are coming.

PS. I am SERIOUSLY on cloud nine.

Terrible week.

GCE O Level English Oral Examination.

I was as usual, panicky. Sitting behind panicing while the others tried to calm me down.

The oral examiners are totally absurd. I know that they’re teachers and they are usually respected by students of the school. However, you’re not some kind of bigshot minister. You’re just an effing teacher.

Pissed off man. The oral examiner totally doesn’t know limits. Call yourself a teacher urgh. I was doing my picture discussion with her. She unwrap her chocolate bar(I believe its kitkat) and i assume she ate it because i really didn’t saw what happen and i’m so not interested to see her eat. I find it very rude. Although she did wore everything pink, interesting aye. Even her umbrella is pink.

Besides she doesn’t even have the rights to judge us. Some of us wore ties as we think that it look smart on us, while other didn’t wore it. As you can see it is totally optional. However, she commented that Sean has no morals as he not wearing a tie.

What effing logical theory is that? No tie = No morals. Obviously its ludicrous.

The pink lady smiled while i was almost finishing and apparently i had no idea why she did so. After i left, she laughed for some reason that i didn’t know. My last point regarding the conversation was something to do with kidney failure. Now, is that funny? Oops i totally forgotten to laugh. Slap me.

She even said to Sean, talking to himself. Isn’t that like effingly MEAN? To add on to it, TWICE. Yes, i’m aware that we are students and is that the reason why you’re picking on us? Well, truthfully that is nothing we can do much.

The lady who wore black didn’t say anything. But they both like very damn arrogant.

0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
division..
multiply..
subtraction..
addition..

You have to move on eventually. You can’t just cling on the past.

What can you infer from those numbers? Hidden purpose. No more holidays. Back to schooling now and I just hate waking up in the morning. I change my sitting place in the classroom. I’m sitting beside JEREMY ONG.

Why must I sit infront! Am I that short? I wonder what is the reason for me sitting beside Jeremy.. A blessing in disguise? At least, I sit there can laugh a bit not as boring as my previous position.

Have to study really hard now and prepare for O levels. I’m scared.. really i’m scared.. I can’t imagine sitting in the exam hall and doing my paper. The silence.. the tension..

I went to malaysia and got home around 1 AM I think couldn’t remember I was busy playing my brother’s PSP it was quite addicting and the games were seriously adorable.

Yesterday, I watched Spiderman 3. I find it extremely boring. I don’t even have the slightest idea on what’s the name of the villain. I called him the sandman. The only reason why I wanted to watch it was because Spiderman’s black suit looks awesome.

Anyways, we ate at Kenny Rogers in Malaysia. Our food orders were mixed up. And my sister was having PMS and it was totally hilarious. My father called the waitress and ask what is going on and the waitress raised her voice and walked away. My sister couldn’t take it she took control over my father.

So another waitress came to deliver the food and she placed it randomly on the table. Another staff member arrived, I guess it’s the chef because of the way she’s dressed. She was asking if everything is fine and if there is any problems?

My sister was like ‘I want to speak to your manager right now!’ I was literally laughing. Finally the manager came and I didn’t expect the guy to be the manager because he is like wearing a discolored stained white tee.

Initially the manager talked to my parents but my sister took over the whole situation. My sister my god she was being damn bitchy and sarcastic it was hilarious. Not only food, our drinks were mixed up as well. The manager came and settled everything and my sister was complaining about the waitress and she was like literally pointing her finger to the waitress and the waitress was there too.

The second waitress that served us. She rolled her eye at me. Whats her bloody problem man. Nevertheless I did raise my voice while talking to my sister being sarcastic. The food wasn’t not even cooked properly and my sister like wanted to complain again and my father was like enough already.

The food orders were all wrong. They had to redo the food and so the manager was picking up my sister’s plate because she ordered pasta instead she got some potato salad on her plate. My sister was like ‘You bring 2 bowls one empty and one containing the pasta and bring a spatula or something, you will scrap off the potato in front of me. Who knows the staff member might SPIT in my food’ I bursted out laughing and the manager was looking at me.

The manager was like ‘ No no no, rest assured we won’t do that.’ So the food arrived and my sister inspected the food. By that time all the staff working was looking at us and talking about us and the other customers were looking. It was like fun.

We didn’t finish our food and we asked the staff to pack it for us. So after they packed it and gave it to us. My sister purposely said ‘Check the food for any bubbly thing’ loudly because the waitress who rolled her eyes at me was behind us. And I continued ‘ Yeah, who knows they might spit in my food’ And then she walked off.

The cashier was also atrocious. She had to reprint our receipt 3 times because things that we did not order were on the receipt. I saw my malay teacher. My god of all places in malaysia some more and Karimah was like F-A-T-E -.- Went to other places and we went home. Might post pictures tomorrow.