One half of the Vacation

Okay, this year, the year 2010, for the first time in years, we have gone on holiday :D the whole family~ and it wasn't cut short and it was mostly peaceful... not many photos... we are a weird family. When we go on holiday, we hardly take photos, and when we are not on holiday, we don't take any at all... Even though it didn't really go the way it was initially supposed to go...

In the beginning we were going to Taman Negara in Pahang. Then we changed our mind... actually, I think I might have had a big hand in this change. I didn't want to go Taman Negara, 'cause there had be lots of mud and you had get sweaty and dirty, and wet D: D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G. So we were going to Ipoh to have a look at the limestone caves there. Right. We were goin', and then we were goin', and then the night of the PPS farewell dinner, my mum got a phone call that rearranged half our schedule.

My grandfather on my mum's side died. He was kinda old, yeah. 78 years old. He had suffered a major stroke about 10 years ago. And two more minor ones, and I think a heart attack as well. Mum said the main cause of his death was old age. Anyway, we had to pack off to Singapore then to attend the funeral. It was a Buddhist funeral. There was lots of chanting and bells and a weird instrument that made a sound like the clicking of the tongue, as well as a tiny little drum. There were some rituals... on the 25th of December, yes, Christmas day, granddad was cremated. We kinda forgot it was Christmas day. I didn't feel like it at all. It started raining right after most of the funeral stuff was done, and only when we switched on the TV did we happen to remember it was Christmas, because it was showing a Christmas show. I think it was Alvin and the Chipmunks. Then we had a small scale Christmas dinner with chicken as the make-shift turkey and a bit of chocolate. We couldn't do much because we had to respect our granddad's memory. I guess we were okay with it since we hardly celebrated Christmas, anyway.

So now that granddad's passed away too, I don't have anymore grandparents on wither side of the family. I never knew any of my grandparents very well. I wasn't born when my dad's parents died. On my mother's side, there was a language as well as a distance gap. My grandma died last year. I guess I'm pretty fine with that, meaning no disrespect to my grandparents. What's past is past. What's gone is gone. They were good people who raised my mum and dad and without whom I would never be here. So that's the one half of my 'vacation'...

Another School Year...

has come and gone... there will be no more classes, no more exams, no more waking up early or waking up five minutes too late for the van, no more seeing friends every single week day, no more... maybe I'm just being sentimental. But that's how I usually feel on the last day of school, like, "I have survived and lived another year..."  

Perhaps that might sound like an exaggeration. Every time the last day of school comes, I look back into the past year and the years before, calculate what I have done, what I have achieved, what mistakes I have made, what new friends I have made and lost, what I have learnt, how I have improved, what places I went to... in short, the end of school... is like the end of a the year for me. It is something significant, because then my life actually feels a change, it is a time for reflection and preparation for the new year. So, what have I done in this past year that I can safely write on the internet? 

1. I actually overcame my fear of public speaking... somewhat... debate did it. Of course, it was in front of only a few people, and my friends were sitting with me. Still, it is an improvement. :D

2. I sat for PMR... DUH, lol... but I believe I was totally unprepared for it, and I could have done better. I regret not having spent more time on it.

3. I have started updating my blog... too regularly x)

4. I overcame my manga addiction.

5. I read only two English books this year... D: The Lost Symbol and some romance that I can't remember anymore... this is some record, because my reading record has not been this low... since I was five (because I was bad at reading then)

6. I read many more Chinese books then English DDX *SHOCK* Blame it on PMR

7. I learnt about AI and Adobe what not because I helped Zhi Xin with the poster xDDD

8. I went for tuition... for BOTH Malay and Chinese... wow, I haven't had tuition since I was in standard 5 (I quit after a two months because instead of improving, my grades took a steep dip)

9. I have made some progress in trying to figure out this boy-girl thingy... HAHAHAAHAAA~ no, I am not les... ==" only I have certain... *cough* perverts for friends.

10. I joined and quit drama... maybe it's because I had no time for it... or maybe it's because I had no talent for it... or maybe I simply didn't like it... or maybe it's some other reason, or ALL... anyway, no regrets.

Anyway, I just wanted to make this because I feel that the Last Day of School should be marked by something... why not a blog post? 

Saying Goodbye

I have said 'Goodbye' so many times, each time we part, we say a simple 'Goodbye, Farewell, Bye, See you..." That time during graduation from Primary School, I told my friends: "Good bye..." There were no tears... but I felt so sad in my heart. I felt that I had wasted what precious time I had to spend just a little time with them, enjoying our friendship--- I have relatives in all parts of the world--- the few that live in Malaysia are constantly traveling--- every time they visit, we say 'Hi' and then we say 'Bye'. I hardly feel sadness or longing when the time to part comes... I have not enjoyed their friendship for long, just a period of courteous conversation over a course of a few days, over a few meals. Rarely is it that one has to say 'good bye', to a friend you have known for so long- that you can't remember when you actually met- She was a childhood friend, and a good one. We have grown up together, influenced each other, shared laughter, shared tears (I think this is an exaggeration xD)... Never once did it cross my mind, that we would one day have to separate... But one day she said: "... I am shifting..." At first, it didn't register... let me admit, I took our friendship for granted. I thought she had always be there--- with her annoying hyperactivity and all x) It's true, haha~ We didn't meet much after Sunday School stopped, mostly kept in touch through FB, MSN and Pastor Lily's trips xD But now, we are saying 'Bye bye" We'll see each other sometimes, perhaps, during the holidays, and rare trips, but it just won't be the same... Oh, well... there will come a time when we will be able to see each other again, life goes on. That's that. So, this isn't 'goodbye', CAMILIA! It's 'SEE YOU LATER!!!!"  Hoho, you ain't getting away from me so easily... *evil smile* 

I found the pic with Google :) Do you see the cross? It's called Galaxy M51 by us, but what God calls it... that's a mystery~

This post is dedicated to Camilia, my best friend, childhood buddy, and the only one I've ever listened seriously to about God X)

I never gave a thought to the days

When I walked my own way. 

But when they were all taken away,

I realized that I no longer had a say.

Human maturity is a prison,

A period without reason

The after PMR list 2

continuing from where I left off previously...

I have watched Inception. The movie was great. But... the ending made me want to throw something at the director/ script writer for giving me such a sh*t happy ending.

okay, so...

6. Grab Camilia and watch a movie and hangout before she moves to Shah Alam.

7. Uh... I remember something, but I can't remember what I was going to write here, LOL.