alamak. I sounded like a suicidal/confused teenager in my last post. Last thing I want to be.
but whatever,
I should have been feeling like that today after I collected back my papers, half of them anyway, the massacre's not over just yet.
But I think I took it quite well anyway. I went in with no expectations, so I didn't have any disappointment.

It's a pretty simple strategy to overcome the oh-shit-i'm -getting-back-exam-results-anxiety syndrome.
The symptoms easy to recognise because it's damn nerve wrecking-continuous, whirrrrling, stirrring, gurrgling of the digestive juices in the stomach. You can puke if the need arises.

Well at least I finally found a way to curb the annoying problem.

People in class sometimes tell me that our class is a really competitive and what nots. But I'm not really feeling the heat or whatever they claim it is. The only people who really feel it are those who keep comparing their marks.
Sure, a little friendly competition won't hurt, but keep doing it and you'll start judging yourself by others' standards, which is pointless, actually.

Arguing that comparison keeps people striving for perfection is true, but once you realise that you're not up to par or better than your subject of comparison(your friends lah), you start getting jealous, upset or even depressed.
It might not seem apparent at first, but one way or another, once the cycle starts, it keeps going and going unless you get your head back on properly and start focusing on just your OWN marks. Who cares if the girl next to you gets straight As all the time? Like it's your problem,though it's not a problem exactly.
Nonetheless, if you improved from a D to a B, not that I'm comparing but, that just makes you as good as all the straight A asses all around.
Comparison adds so much unnecessary pressure on people, so much so that we're unable to work at our own comfortable pace because we keep urging ourselves to go faster and faster so we'll be able to catch up with _______(fill in the blank).

Furthermore, isn't bloody annoying when people come up to you and pester you for your marks and start rejoicing and making so much noise like it's Chinese New year when they find out they've done better than you?
Feel free to slap these insensitive farts if need be.
At the end of the day, I'd just like to say that success comes to those who focus on their outcome rather than those paranoid and irritatin' people who spend their time stretching their necks over to people's papers just to satisfy their insecurities.

Well, that's it for my personal counselling session today.

Now, I just need to figure out how to receive the science papers on Mon without having to resort to living in denial.

Cheers! =)

sometimes I feel like I don't make sense.
Like now.

I mean, like my previous post.
My mind is quite messed up sometimes.

sorry if the song is too melodramatic. well i like it.
String quartet covers of modern music simply rock.
The weird thing is they call themselves 'Vitamin String Quartet' .
I know, what the?
Reminiscence of Vitamin C? The last thing they'd do is to cover 'Friends Forever'. I'd kill them.


Religious or racial harmony, I've learnt, is simply just a facade.
Sensitive issue? It's the truth my dear, so accept it. I haven't, but the world is far from perfect because human beings make up majority of it.

Sometimes I wish I was a cat, or something else rather than a bleddy homosapien.
Intelligence destroys.

hooha. moi is back.

after the longest-i think-hiatus of this blog's life. hah. don't worry, there'll be more in the future, i'm sure.

Meanwhile, i've been anticipating my eoyresults. Only one word would describe them...horrendous.
I mean, i'm so prepared to fail a gazillion and one subjects already.

But what's done is done yknow.
I might have spilt the milk already, but we still got another carton in the fridge.
I daydream about receiving my failure papers when I've got nothin to do, it's
I'm just so prepared I think I'll hardly be in shock when I get those dreaded papers.

Well i'm just glad that this aint O lvls. Just means I still got time.
Man, i'm not gonna drop any subjects.

Meanwhile during this longweekend, I watched Lakehouse on HBO twice. I liked the OST by Keane so much, I went to youtube and tubed for Somewhere Only We Know.love that song.
Then I got into my coldplay/thefray/keane phase and started tubing for them all, acoustics and what nots. They're comfort songs.

That's about it during my loserish weekend.but hey, i enjoyed myself.

ERrr. I don't like starting posts cos usually i need to think of something cool to say. which i am totally not. which is why i have to think.haha haha *snorts* haha. i am like totally cool haha *snortsnort* hahaha.

How's this for a totally k-e-w-l starting,
hey..im chua, nicki chua.
how? cool right? haharhar.

oka, nuff bull from me.

I am not in the mood for pictures, going to school, or anywhere that requires me to show my face. nobody is to come near me and is to strictly stay away from me and only allowed within a 10km radius of me, unless you're visually impaired or the sum of the degrees of both your eyes equate to >1000drgees, then fine, you can come as close as ya want.

No i don't have sars,dengue, chicken pox or anything you'd die from.
Let's just say for now, that i resemble the godess of mercy and leave it at that shall we?
IF you still don't SEE THE PICTURE. i suggest you proceed to the nearest temple and search for the GOM.
If you can't be bothered, google guanyin or stuff liddat. Better yet, ask your mother/auntie/grandma/grandauntie to describe how she looks like.

With all that visualizing, I hope you still won't be able to figure out what i mean.

tata@_@

I am just bloody depriving myself of a social life.
OH wait. LIke I ever had one.

I got nothing to talk about seriously. Besides anything academic and the fact that I watched Die Hard at 1 am in the morn and Harry didn't live up to all the hype. Do yourself good and just read the book. Don't watch it with little ones lest you want em to start tellin you "I needa pee" 10minutes into the show.
No I'm not talking bout my bro. He was surprsingly engrossed with the movie. Unfortunately, same couldn't be said for his fellow counterparts scattered round the theatre

Uninterstingly mechanical sums up life nowadays. The

a few decades and a millenium later,

hi i'm nicki and i'm back.
unlike my previous posts, this time i am no way as hell gonna say that i am sorry that i left you to die while i lived my own life.
i'm tired of always being reminded off ll the abrupt endings i left behind. I have too much on my hands now to make a commitment. i won't make another empty hollow promise ever again....it's not you, it's me.
Yeah, i used to really adore you, i did. But now you're becoming quite a burden. i'm sorry my dear.............................blog.

HEH!! I sure hope i misled ya on that.

So right now it's 5am in the morn, i've just finished my physics report and sent to my friend. I was absent today,er yesterday, i mean. Planning to absent myself today again, since i havent slept since the last 24hours. Anyway my MC says "good for 2 days". So i got nothing to be guilty bout. I AM still pretty,quite,slighty,hardly sick.eheh..

now i'm just quite happy that i am temporarily salvaged from the merciless ratrace.

how do you change this template thing. this whole fancy pretty ''ubercool'' oh-my-gawd-i-lurvve-your-blogskin thing is a bit nuts. And it's starting to look so pretentious. not to mention messy.

sorry sorry.
I'm now ressurecting this pathetic blog okay. so stop complaining you idiots.

I'll update bout Japan when I've more time.

Right now I will devote some time some time to rant about how bleedy strict sch has been, or rather how much MH has spoiled us.

Every morning, we start with Devotions. Some teacher will quote some verse from e bible and elaborate, explain and give some evidence.
Imagine Mr Syed's speech EVERYDAY, on the bright side, they don't speak in a monotonous and beat around the bush way.
They just tell it to your face as it is.

Then we sing the national anthem, (which they have specially adjusted to be an octave higher) where throughout the whole song, the loudest voice you hear is the head prefect saying "School, Please sing louder."

On the first day when they could't play the song, we had to sing w/o music, and honestly it was the creepiest rendition of the national anthem I had ever heard.

Socks pulled up and logos visible.
Detention if homework incomplete.
CWO after school for latecoming.
(I don't know what it means, don't wanna know)
A whole list more. The teachers tell you everyday.
Plus they have pretty annoying prefects to enforce it.1

Anyway, Anne is supposed to be in my class 3/6 which supposedly houses all smartassed straight A's and guai kias.
To further prove the point, half the class are prefects.
But clever sneaky stupid Anne isn't back from Indo yet! Well she's coming back tomorrow anyway.

But she managed to skip the horrendously boring, lame and pointless Sec one orientation which I had to go for, along with the other new sec 2 and 3 students. The only thing i really throughly enjoyed during the whole camp was the food, which I cannot deny, was pretty good.
Thankfully I didn't have to stay over.

I'm glad the whole thing is over now. But hey, next week's sec 3 camp at Sarimbum man.
Sheesh. I know that place like my own toilet already.
Hopefully I'll make more friends there. The people seem friendly but are not that open to us noobies yet.

Catch the next episode, next weekend! I won't be updating everyday from now onwards, I'll be so bloody busy, you'll be lucky enough seeing a new sentence posted here every week.

CIAO people!