Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Holaaaa! So, umm quick update before i get back to The Tempest revision.
Results were released last saturday. Same old scene - people crying, smiling, screaming, shrieking, you name it, we've got it. Every known human emotion is on display come 'result day'. Deep down inside, however, we all know the crying and screaming aren't gonna change anything. What's done is done and all we can do is pick ourselves up and move on. Remember there's always tomorrow and we'll never run out of chances to TRY AGAIN. :)
Congratulations everyone!!! :D
R
Results were released last saturday. Same old scene - people crying, smiling, screaming, shrieking, you name it, we've got it. Every known human emotion is on display come 'result day'. Deep down inside, however, we all know the crying and screaming aren't gonna change anything. What's done is done and all we can do is pick ourselves up and move on. Remember there's always tomorrow and we'll never run out of chances to TRY AGAIN. :)
Congratulations everyone!!! :D
R
what we could have been, 3:53 AM.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
HOLA! Last post : first day of school. A month later, no updates. Haha. I assume everyone's busy. Understood. :) Just wanted to post something real quick, since I'M UP ANYWAY. Will talk about that later. haha
Between homework, SFC stuff, BGIC, graduation stuff and trying to get further ahead in the syllabus i'm not surprised i get easily bored with my life right now. Macam robot, same routine everyday and nada feelings. That's what Mr Ray said, us E.Lit girls don't have a heart. Haha. Thanks, thanks a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if I get a call from Taylor Lautner one of these days, and in a dazed stupor tell him 'This isn't a good time, I'm trying to get my Maths done''. RIGHT. Maths, maths jua, Taylor Lautner wah tu! Even if the next day exam, I'd cross the ocean for Taylor. Okay atu over tia. Haha.
PLUS, menunggu result yg inda pandai ada. HMMMMMPH! It's been a week since the result-scare, so i've been paranoid of reading texts that arrive at 12-2pm, EVERY SINGLE DAY since last thursday.
Kilah, update. something panjang, mcm 3-months worth of blogging kah. haha. I malas. And we miss youuuuuuuuuu! Debate audition thingy started a few days ago, kilah. I feel like quitting it though. :( I'm tiiiiiiiiired.
Anyway, should get back to sleep now. Last night (or rather, morning) slept at 5am, intended to stay in bed until lunchtime, then around 8.30 - RINGRING, RINGGGRINGGGG, RINGGGG oh eff it! Everyone else jalan so i had to drag myself out of bed, eyes half-closed and answer the friggin phone.
''Hallo, bapak ada?''
Si Rashid. Or amir kah namanya. He's our gardener. Thanks ah amir/rashid, thanks. Yeah, mana ku mengantuk tu, by all means call lagi. Okay, not his fault. Every sane person knows that 5am is not a reasonable bedtime. Point taken.
Off to bed.
p.s. probably the first post with tons of barunaian malay. cranky and sleepy, so keluar lah my malay. haha
Ryhan
Between homework, SFC stuff, BGIC, graduation stuff and trying to get further ahead in the syllabus i'm not surprised i get easily bored with my life right now. Macam robot, same routine everyday and nada feelings. That's what Mr Ray said, us E.Lit girls don't have a heart. Haha. Thanks, thanks a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if I get a call from Taylor Lautner one of these days, and in a dazed stupor tell him 'This isn't a good time, I'm trying to get my Maths done''. RIGHT. Maths, maths jua, Taylor Lautner wah tu! Even if the next day exam, I'd cross the ocean for Taylor. Okay atu over tia. Haha.
PLUS, menunggu result yg inda pandai ada. HMMMMMPH! It's been a week since the result-scare, so i've been paranoid of reading texts that arrive at 12-2pm, EVERY SINGLE DAY since last thursday.
Kilah, update. something panjang, mcm 3-months worth of blogging kah. haha. I malas. And we miss youuuuuuuuuu! Debate audition thingy started a few days ago, kilah. I feel like quitting it though. :( I'm tiiiiiiiiired.
Anyway, should get back to sleep now. Last night (or rather, morning) slept at 5am, intended to stay in bed until lunchtime, then around 8.30 - RINGRING, RINGGGRINGGGG, RINGGGG oh eff it! Everyone else jalan so i had to drag myself out of bed, eyes half-closed and answer the friggin phone.
''Hallo, bapak ada?''
Si Rashid. Or amir kah namanya. He's our gardener. Thanks ah amir/rashid, thanks. Yeah, mana ku mengantuk tu, by all means call lagi. Okay, not his fault. Every sane person knows that 5am is not a reasonable bedtime. Point taken.
Off to bed.
p.s. probably the first post with tons of barunaian malay. cranky and sleepy, so keluar lah my malay. haha
Ryhan
what we could have been, 5:22 PM.
Monday, January 4, 2010
First day back in school.
YAWWWWWN.
GOT MADAM K FOR PHYSICS!!!!!!! YAYYYYY!
glanced around the audi looking for the seniors' faces and realized WE'RE the seniors. double YAYY!
in less than two months, no more MP duties
library looks like kek lapis
i reek and need to take a shower.
R
YAWWWWWN.
GOT MADAM K FOR PHYSICS!!!!!!! YAYYYYY!
glanced around the audi looking for the seniors' faces and realized WE'RE the seniors. double YAYY!
in less than two months, no more MP duties
library looks like kek lapis
i reek and need to take a shower.
R
what we could have been, 5:11 AM.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Greetings people of the blue planet!
It has been quite a while since I've sat down and resigned my thoughts to the cyberworld. I don't know why but these hands have felt heavier since they've been in the UK. A funny thing that is. Homework and classwork and notes have not been abandoned - in fact the rate and frequency of my time with them have worryingly escalated - but picking up the telephone and actually making the effort to reconnect with people in Brunei has been exceptionally difficult. It's not intentional and it is definitely not what I want. Facebook feels like a curse now; a window to a world I no longer feel like I have a place in. I know that there would be some inevitable whisperings of how I brought this onto myself for leaving in the first place. If I wasn't ready, then maybe I shouldn't have gone and it is due to this reason alone that I feel so reluctant to broadcast to the entire world my time here. It hasn't been easy; that much is expected. There are nights I feel lonely; days where I feel like I just don't even have enough energy to lift my feet and shoulder on. Waking everyday and having to walk the fifteen-minute stretch of road to the main school building with the question of "Is this how my life is going to be for the next two years?" constantly invading my thoughts is certainly not how I envisioned my life here to be. Being the minority in a school full of arrogant oversized infants (emotional maturity of three year olds galore) who, despite their lack of effort in classes and work, still feel like they are entitled to all the successes we, the minority get. It is hard to maintain who you really are in this kind of world and there are times when the line that defines you is blurred and distorted and you don't know who you are anymore.
I miss my friends. Sometimes I feel it is easier not to talk because that would only be like ripping the wound out all over again, just when the scab has started to grow. I know it is the coward's way out and I am ashamed of it. But if you were in my shoes (and they are very nice Fred Perry ones), you'd probably do the same. It's so hard and all I can ever do is endure, sleep and hope for a better day. Lying in bed at night is my only refuge; like time is suspended and I have stopped moving, stopped living this life that I never pictured as something I wanted. It hasn't been easy, my friends.
But in the words of Alfred, "things are always gonna get worse, before they get better." So I can only sit still, pray and hope that the future isn't as bleak as I think it is.
I miss you all. Hope you are all well.
With lots of love,
you know who.
It has been quite a while since I've sat down and resigned my thoughts to the cyberworld. I don't know why but these hands have felt heavier since they've been in the UK. A funny thing that is. Homework and classwork and notes have not been abandoned - in fact the rate and frequency of my time with them have worryingly escalated - but picking up the telephone and actually making the effort to reconnect with people in Brunei has been exceptionally difficult. It's not intentional and it is definitely not what I want. Facebook feels like a curse now; a window to a world I no longer feel like I have a place in. I know that there would be some inevitable whisperings of how I brought this onto myself for leaving in the first place. If I wasn't ready, then maybe I shouldn't have gone and it is due to this reason alone that I feel so reluctant to broadcast to the entire world my time here. It hasn't been easy; that much is expected. There are nights I feel lonely; days where I feel like I just don't even have enough energy to lift my feet and shoulder on. Waking everyday and having to walk the fifteen-minute stretch of road to the main school building with the question of "Is this how my life is going to be for the next two years?" constantly invading my thoughts is certainly not how I envisioned my life here to be. Being the minority in a school full of arrogant oversized infants (emotional maturity of three year olds galore) who, despite their lack of effort in classes and work, still feel like they are entitled to all the successes we, the minority get. It is hard to maintain who you really are in this kind of world and there are times when the line that defines you is blurred and distorted and you don't know who you are anymore.
I miss my friends. Sometimes I feel it is easier not to talk because that would only be like ripping the wound out all over again, just when the scab has started to grow. I know it is the coward's way out and I am ashamed of it. But if you were in my shoes (and they are very nice Fred Perry ones), you'd probably do the same. It's so hard and all I can ever do is endure, sleep and hope for a better day. Lying in bed at night is my only refuge; like time is suspended and I have stopped moving, stopped living this life that I never pictured as something I wanted. It hasn't been easy, my friends.
But in the words of Alfred, "things are always gonna get worse, before they get better." So I can only sit still, pray and hope that the future isn't as bleak as I think it is.
I miss you all. Hope you are all well.
With lots of love,
you know who.
what we could have been, 11:56 AM.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Been thinking about the plan to do A2 in June. Yes, it seems pretty far-fetched, I can see that especially coming from someone who's got a laissez-faire approach to studying, but it's something I really want to do. I practically ache for an early graduation from high school so i can MOVE ON.
In the States, there's this thing called ''getting tested out of school''. How I found out? Taylor Lautner 'got tested out', and being the celeb stalker that I am, of course I heard about it. When you've decided you're ready to move on from high school and continue with higher education, you basically sit for an exam that decides whether you are qualified for an early graduation or not. If you are, you start taking college classes. Sounds easy, doesn't it? Maybe. Possibly. Probably. If you're an extremely organised, determined, 'never-leave-til-later-what-can-be-done-now' sort of student, that is. I've got the determination part down pat. The part where I put in some effort? Not so much. It usually takes a huge slap from reality to make me get my lazy ass off the chair and spend some quality time with the books.
So far, Maths and Elit 1 gunned down with,what I hope, is Godfather-esque precision. Three papers left, and then..time to reflect.
Alrightey, back to Physics now.
R
In the States, there's this thing called ''getting tested out of school''. How I found out? Taylor Lautner 'got tested out', and being the celeb stalker that I am, of course I heard about it. When you've decided you're ready to move on from high school and continue with higher education, you basically sit for an exam that decides whether you are qualified for an early graduation or not. If you are, you start taking college classes. Sounds easy, doesn't it? Maybe. Possibly. Probably. If you're an extremely organised, determined, 'never-leave-til-later-what-can-be-done-now' sort of student, that is. I've got the determination part down pat. The part where I put in some effort? Not so much. It usually takes a huge slap from reality to make me get my lazy ass off the chair and spend some quality time with the books.
So far, Maths and Elit 1 gunned down with,what I hope, is Godfather-esque precision. Three papers left, and then..time to reflect.
Alrightey, back to Physics now.
R
what we could have been, 4:52 AM.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Hugs
to
everyone....
I
love
you
guys....
Hani
to
everyone....
I
love
you
guys....
Hani
what we could have been, 12:22 AM.
Friday, October 30, 2009
i
can't
deal
with
this
NOT NOW
ryhan
can't
deal
with
this
NOT NOW
ryhan
what we could have been, 5:17 AM.