Resolutions (2013) part 2

As promised, here I am. In the last 24 hours' time, I tried to think up of some resolutions that would be logical enough even for me to digest. Hard to admit, but I find last year's list was a little too.... demanding? I think I pushed myself enough in 2012, so this year I'd like to hold back a few strains and let myself relax. Or not.

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So here goes ze list;

1. Get accepted into boarding schools. (Preferably MRSM)

2. Maintain my extra-curricular grade.

3. Study well so that Addmaths becomes my favourite subject.

4. Be a more responsible prefect and student for as long as I'm in Jalan Empat.

5. Just be an octopus? ................................... Uh...

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Ok. I spent over an hour infront of this laptop, typing and erasing and typing and erasing all the things I think might fit into the list. But no.

So I guess there it is. My list of resolutions :)

To be honest, I don't really know what to expect in my Form 4 life. I mean, it's a new world and everything, or so I heard. So to say anything about it at this stage seems just about absurd. To me, that is.

Perhaps I'll add up the numbers once I've tasted what it's like to be in Form 4, because maybe by then I'll know what to expect from myself.

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Btw, I found this; 

Seriously, I cannot believe I'm turning 16 already. This camp seems like it was just yesterday :')

Resolutions (2013)

Allo allo.

2012 is ending. I'll miss this year so much :)

Cause, y'know, it had been extremely awesome for me.

1. I went to Singapore, Germany, Holland, Indonesia and Thailand. All of which were very nice trips and will be reminisced forever, inshaaAllah.

2. I became active in BSMM, and presented my school in many things, ie; SAHIBBA, AMC maths, MASMO science, golf, camps, ucapan berirama, sports, cross country, and so forth.

3. I met many fantastic people as I went on searching for whatever's been offered to me.

4. I've been taught how to love correctly, diminish any hatred within me, and I know how to like and dislike.

5. I learned to get disappointed, and how to handle my anger as well as how to be responsible for all the irresponsible things I did.

6. I got to befriends with amazeballs who were always there for me whenever I needed them.

7. Everything else.

Alhamdulillah ya Allah, for giving me the opportunity to experience such incredible journeys throughout my 15 years of life :)

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So anyway, the purpose of me blogging is actually to set up a few new resolutions for the upcoming year. As per usual, I will first check my past list and see how far I've achieved throughout the year. Here goes the things I've thought from last year;

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1. Improve myself. How I'm planning to do this, is for me to know and for you to never find out. xD

I'll admit, I didn't complete it as how I wished it to be. But at least I did not deteriorate; which is as good a thing as any. So I guess that counts *shrugs

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2. Score straight A's for PMR.

3. Be more active in sports and my Koko stuff. Annnd get an A for my Koko mark. 

Alhamdulillah for these two. I worked my ass of to get them done.

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4. Strive to be a better friend and family member. 

This. I don't really know what to say. I guess I've been both good and bad here and there. So that makes it............. 50% fulfilled?

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5. Give my specs undivided attention and not ruin them for at least a year.

Forget the 'undivided attention' part. I guess I was too busy this year to notice that it's passed 365 days already since I last had them replaced .

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6. Be a better emcee. *sigh 

Turns out there's no emcee spot for Form 3 prefects.

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7. Get ONLY number 1, 2 or 3 for the placings in class.

I slipped during the first test, but then I gradually climbed back until I finally got what I want.

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There you go. And now I shall reconstruct my resolutions so as to improve myself more in the future;

1. Get accepted into boarding schools. (MRSM, preferably)

2. Uh............. . .... ................... ..... .

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Okay, so I still haven't figured out what I want to achieve next year. But 'sokay, there's always tomorrow. :) I'll make a new post about the resolutions on December 31st. Which is..... tomorrow. K.

So, bye. (For today, that is)

Scarehhh

Out of nowhere, today I feel like blogging the top three scariest rides in Genting Highlands. Out of pure macho and everything, I decided to have a taste in each and every ride there before turning 13. But I have to say, completing my mission at a few months after turning 13 still counts, atleast it is that way for me. Hehe
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So here goes;

3. The cyclone



I remember my first time riding this; when I was in standard 5. I was next to my sister and we both screamed. I screamed my heart out as it was really really scary, but she screamed in this excited way as if the whole ride was.... fun. God, she's sick. I even find this ride scarier even when compared to the Corkscrew;



2. The Flying Coaster
(cool name, but we call it the Spiderman ride, cause it's painted in this Spiderman's web signature)



My first time was also standard 5; I was next to my brother. Our positions were in an upright position; which meant we had to stand and not sit like all the other normal rides in this world. I guess it just made it easier to toss our bodies around and give the impact that we were going to crash our face when it turned our bodies downside up. I was screaming the whole way through the ride, and when we got down, the whole family laughed because my brother's ear was red from all my screamings.

1. JENG JENG JENG. Presenting.... The Solero





This. Scary ape. It's The Thing over at Genting Highlands. It brings you high up in the sky that when it's hazy you can't even see the land. And then it lets you enjoy your few seconds of peace in the air before abruptly lets you go down in this friggin speed that makes you think you're gonna die. Need I let you know how my heart dropped and how my butt was off the seat while it was speeding down? Eh, no.

And at 5 I thought I was cool cause I rode this;

............*krik2

 

That's right. Coolness dismissed.

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So that was it. I hope someday I'd go here or someplace alike with my friends so we can dare each other and whatnot. Ciao.

Unsatisfied

WARNING.
This post may be highly obsessed, has lots of self-praisings and contains arrogant statements whatsoever, so go away if you are:
1. a KRS member
2. members of any other uniforms
3. in Malaysia
4. breathing
Seriously.
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I am going to rant. So get off if you're planning to complain about my post later.
Ps: I've WARNED you. I expect no hassle whatsoever after this post.

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See, in July I went to this camp, representing the Red Crescent uniform. There were representatives from the Scouts, Bomba, Kadet Remaja Sekolah, Pandu Puteri and so forth.

So anyway, sometime during our first night there, the facilitators were interrogating us about the co-curricular activities JESS held throughout the year. And one of them asked us which uniform is the most active one of all. 

KRS members / Me

KRS la!!!!! Hikhikhik *those fit of annoying giggles produced by some of the green-cloaked humans.

Weeeeeey. BSMM laaa! Bulan Sabit Merah! *half-whispering half-shrieking
HikHikHikHikHikHik!!!!! *oblivious of my attempt to justify the truth



ALLO ALLO ALLO. Kids. Do you know that one uniform which held its yearly grand feast just for the members? Do you know what uniform is known and is famous internationally?  Do you actually realise that so far only ONE uniform have traveled halfway around the globe just to represent Malaysia in a camp?

Well........................................... OBVIOUSLY NOT KRS.

Oh, and here's something else; only members in the Red Crescent uniform will not be shot dead if they were to be stuck in a war. So, HAH. TAKE THAT, PEOPLE.

THIS

I just couldn't bear wasting this good picture...........

Another one lol;

The 'lifeless-ness' of a girl.

Ellow. Trials is ovahhhh. And we got our results before raya holidays even arrived.

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Ehhh, forget school. I am so lazy now I don't even know what I do every day. Which is true. Days come and go like they're nothing. Such a scumbag that I am. Hmmmph.

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Wanna peek at how my future life is gonna be?
Well, here's my sofa;

And my bed;

And then there's me bringing my baby to places;

Husband's awesome parking spot;

And finalleh my son's graduation cot;

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See my point? I'm lifeless.

Lifeless

I am here because a friend of mine asked me for an update on this Blog. So friend, I hope you know who you are, and I hope you're smiling once you read this. Cause y'know, this indicates how much I appreciate friends. *shrugs

Lately, I've been feeling so guilty over the relationships I've messed up with these past few months. Relationships, as in interactions with people around me. Not as in love stories and whatnot.

I need to talk to someone about it. Maybe the mirror? I don't see why not. :p

Okay. Currently, I am also missing a few important characters in my life. Should I list them all, and I'd die. Lol. Got my point? Neither do I.

Now, to whoever is reading this, as of now, you must have surely realized that you've been reading craps since the past 2 minutes. This is strongly supported by my reasoning, which is that I have zero idea on what to type about. 

So I suppose I must retreat to my humble fortress now. 

Byeeeee.

PS: Happy Ramadhan to all Muslims around the globe. Perform your fastings right before getting excited for Eid ul Fitr.

Salam.

Money, money, money.

Hey. Today I got another hundred bucks from my Dad, and I spent it over tuition fees. Man, nowadays money flow out of my pocket like nobody's business. I may still be young, but I. Am. Already. Broke. and believe it or not, it. is. legit.

Weird, yes. Why? Well, my mom topped up my June's allowance by a considerably massive amount, and still my dad had to sponsor some more somewhere in the middle of the month, cause I was the girl who was left with zero money. Annnnd today he gave me another 100, as what was told above.

Of course ladies and gentlemen, after tuition, I am once again broke.

But July's next Monday, so I should be getting my monthly allowance by this weekend, and I am seriously thinking of saving. If it's plausible.

It's peculiar for a form three to think of all this, but my parents are the kind that trust their children to make decisions for themselves. I have no problem with that, but they really should know that from this kind of raising method, I've now known a new term; which is

No money = No congruity.

Lulz k.

I needa get off and concentrate on the debate thing.

Ciao.

when school reappears

        So. I went to Germany and Holland for my semester break. It was tremendously fun! And I don't think I would like to ramble about the trip here, especially not after having to retell and reconstruct the same story about 4k times. Once school reopened, people keep coming and asking about my 'experiences' there, which meant that repetition was clearly needed. Excessive repetition, that is. 

        Now, eventhough school didn't welcome me with flowers arranged alongside a specially woven red carpet, it didn't exactly let me in without my worrying either. I shall reason this absurd statement with 'exam results'. Without further arguments, I shall proceed with the elaborations for my point.

         I, for one, can be stupid. And let's just say that some people out there refuse to accept that, which lead them to rummaging the peace of my soul by hurling words like 'berlagak', 'sombong' and stuff. Which, I do not interpret as a sense of annoyance, but as a motivator to keep irritating them by being more active. See?   'Tis a healthy thought. Lulz.

        And my next being-more-active-as-a-way-to-irritate-jealoushh-people-even-more step is a three-days camp, which I'll have to start being ready for. Needa get my garments packed. So adieu earthlings!

        

PEKABOOO!

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Hey. I'm not supposed to be here right now, since I actually planned on making my Civics folio.
 I ain't procrastinating, yo. My weekend has been beeezeh.

Saturday was hectic with the Club Management Course thing my school set up for us.

And today I had Imran celebrating his birthday in this very house. Homework? My family is so much more important than them all. *shrugs

Just so y'know, I have tuitions too. :P

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Okay, I shouldn't be rambling now, so byeeeeeeeeeee.

Hendak seribu daya, tak hendak seribu dalih

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PS: I am so busy now I don't even have time to think up a suitable title for this post. *poker face

Birthday.

April 1st.
Happy birthday to a special someone out there. 

This post is dedicated to our very own Birthday Kid. Enjoy, dude. Appreciate it that much, cause I don't do birthday dedications frequently, especially on my precious Blog. :p

Y'know, those digital electronic cards thingy. This is one. Lol.

I love you, and that's about it.

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Some teeth sculpture thing. Ye can't see my face, that's for sure.

  Me? The mannequin in red.
*you may shut up :p

With my Mom. <3
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I don't know what's the point of placing this picture in here, it's just that. Y'know. *shrugs

To be honest, I have zero idea why I posted them pictures above. I guess I'm just being as ludicrous a girl that I've always been.

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I'm sorry I can't do much for you. *facepalms

I actually planned to make a new Blog especially for your birthday wish, but Blogger was being a sulky little brat it is and declined my quests on making a new account. So, you'll just have to

kbye.

Heyyyyyyyyyy.

We got our test results. Apparently, scoring 98 for Agama paper is not enough. 5 people got that score, and turned out only 2 didn't get more than 90. Needless to say, the two also scored A's.
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Now, to say I ain't stressed would be the most ridiculous statement of the decade. Insufficient time has squashed me up in stress mud. I am squashed, I tell you.

Seeeeee? SQUASHED.

Mssdhl thing.

Heyyyyyyyyyy.

I went to this MSSDHL thing yesterday and today. It's an event held annually for athletes who happen to come from Hulu Langat district. 

And since my school didn't send that many Form 3 athletes, I just blended in with le seniors. Hey, I had to fit in somewhere, no?

Between them seniors, there were two of 'em who I may or may not have hanged out with.

They were Zahra and Adeela (indefinite spellings, pardon me). Since this is my blog, I shall now ramble about them both.

1. Zahra - Talkative, nuts, and a miss know-it-all. She's also fearless, in a twisted way. Ain't reluctant when I'm saying this, just know that the miss know-it-all part should bother me a little if we were to be closer.

2. Adeela - Ahhhh, a caring, nice girl. A great listener and offers great comebacks, which satisfied me every time I ranted. She's like me, oblivious and mostly indifferent of those who are around.

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Guess what?

Nik earned my respect. And I mean respect after respect. Lol.

I also hurt my left knee. Awww.

One of the spike thing from my shoe is lost.

I have no one to blame but Nik. He borrowed it. 

My shoes were too small a size for his feet.

But he looked so fatigue back at the stadium, I couldn't imagine abusing him in any kind of way.

Lol, I sounded nice. That's horrendously eccentric. kbye

I know you guessed none. 

But this, yes, bullseye for you;

I won. From the back.

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Ok. Typing mood off. Stalker mode on. 

Byeeeeeeeeeeeee.

My now rotten mind.

Fuish. FUISH. Such hectic life I'm experiencing now. 

And I thought I've had enough. This time last year, I had zero idea of the type of life I'd face now.

K whatever.

Shut up, Rabi. :/

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Am here to ramble about Waneh. Watch this; a very awesome video recommended by her.

This. Uuumph. Reminded me of something I did very recently. Worst part is that I regretted doing it. -.-

I am not a very public person when it comes to secrets, so whatever I have to say shall be zipped up and sealed. For now.

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So, tuition. Entered chapter 4, and we learned about the sexual organs etc. Mrs. SL was reasonably surprised when we mentioned about hymen. She was all 'that is soooo advanced' and 'what book did you read' and stuff.

Y'know, I used to be all innocent about these matters. My friend had 'The Talk' since she was, 5? I had it when I was 14, when she told me about it. I didn't even know what condoms were back then. How.... pure my mind was. o-o But I now know things like insemination and ejaculation and others that won't really be appropriate for an RG13 blog. Thanks to reading.

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Adults nowadays think us teens are obsolete of such things. I mean, c'mon guise. There are sources everywhere. And I mean every. frigging. where. Please open your  minds up a bit.

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Heh. I surprised myself by saying so.

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Updates.

Hiyya. Long time no blog.

Let's start with school life. Homework is mounting up as usual, as well as my task of being the school prefect. I now hold the responsbility of catching those who come late, obviously having to stand by the school gate every morning. Nontheless, I very much enjoy the pleasure of witnessing late comers' frowns so early in the morning. Lawl, I sound so mean.

I've enrolled myself in taekwondo, and the school gamelan team. Tiring, yes. But I like it.

Tuition's fine, subtract one major minor problem I've just had last Sunday. *shudders

But that's okay, too. I kind of talked and rambled to Waneh for 2 hours via phone about it. She, however, did not help much. S'okay. We'll cross the bridge when we reach it, aye?

Quite unbelievably, my good mates from these past years have been somewhat jealous of me and my so-called newfound best friend. o-o. Whattodo whattodo. I have been trying to assure them about my fairness and everything, but hell. Who cares? No one.
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Oh, God. So many problems, so many headaches.

I shall now wrap myself in my comfortable toto and let my head burst to pieces.

Bye.

xx.

School.

I iz loving school. My partner is Qudri (a prefect), so it should be nice for me. I've got the best teachers ever, like Pn. Aziah, Pn. Sounah, Pn. Nazilah, annnddddd the principal is now teaching 3 Proactive Civics. I too, have the best friends ever. So it's okay if you're jealous of me, guise. My seniors are okay-ish, and excitingly, I'm in the same tuition and class with my old mate Szujaa Suthesan, whom I've gotten used to calling 'Sujiah'. Live with it, pal. I've missed annoying you so.

We had diagnostic test, but I'd rather swallow the details up. You should only know that we had to do every paper in an hour's time. Geography was in subjective form, and several papers asked us craps. *shudders

If I were to opt between JPS's papers and my school's, I'd sooner pick the former. And apparently, so would more than half of JESS-ians.

Had cross-country today, and I didn't get so much as the Top 3. Which sucks. But I'm still grateful, for He has given me such opportunity to carry out tasks as such. On my way to the finishing line, I saw Khairina leisurely walking and calling my name, happily informing and pushing in my face that she had done her rights of being a PBSM quarterback. And that she was on her way home. HUUUUH. Some luck the girl had. 

I iz bored of tyyping now. I iz ggoing. Bye.