So I will be calling this guy Mr Library to ease the storytelling. Where am I now?
Oh ya so I really thought he study in Monash. He's a bit twink-ish though. Sometimes I noticed that he looked at my stack of books on the table.
He then went out. And came back with a cup of red Starbucks coffee(it's X'mas promotion coffee I guessed). It just caught my eye when he walked towards this direction and it was the first time I actually saw him. He too, was looking at me. In an introvert manner, I felt terrified. I instead compelled myself to study study study. But I was kinda preoccupied with something that I couldn't even focus.
So I stood up to go toilet. And came back. I actually just wanted to have a glance, but it just happened that we both looked at each others.
WTF.
I have NO IDEA where he come from. Surely, not Malaysian.
Life stories. Opinions. Ideas. Inspirations. Aspiration. Soul. In all I can render myself.
Sunday, January 25, 2015
Mumblings
Hi, I'm finally back from the SAT Reasoning test! As you can anticipate, I have been doing all those exercises from books for these few weeks. And that's why I kinda disappear from social medias. Alright, who cares? hahahahhh. I don't mind though.
Oh, SAT is a standardized test from the US. So if you're interested in getting admitted into a US university, you will need SAT scores. I guess I slightly prefer US universities to UK universities (and I don't know why). Generally the difference between UK universities and US universities is that UK universities normally have very nice names (Imperial, Bristol, Bath, King's, Queen Mary, Cambridge etc.) whereas for the US universities, only the Ivy League have nice names (Columbia, Princeton, Pennsylvania, Harvard, Yale etc.) *Laugh* I know name doesn't mean the quality, but it actually means a lot. I would deem it as essential as reputations of the universities.
I am doing A-levels which actually intend to warp me to UK universities. But I'm doing SAT at the same time either, hoping to be enrolled into Columbia (which is quite unlikely to happen), or at least into UCLA hopefully.
There are few people this years got the conditional offer to Cambridge (and to study medicine). Woww!
I'm sorry that I lost the flow on this post. I had done my SAT finally, but I'm still busily preoccupied with presentation and other thingy.
Ahhh second semester is so much more tiring than the first!
So I actually met this unknown guy in the library last year. He sat beside me and put his jacket on the other seat beside him. So my first impression be like: 'wtf, omg? you're serious?' I was studying my stuff for the semester exams which turned out damn hard. He was too. Then he picked up his phone, or phone his friends. He spoke kinda foreigner's English. So I actually observed him: he's so white until red with a half Chinese face, his hair is soft dark brown, his eyes are big and soulful..... and he's talking in the library.
saying something like 'they're not in the class' and 'do some business' or 'no business'. Well I thought he was a Monash students. I thought. D:
Oh, SAT is a standardized test from the US. So if you're interested in getting admitted into a US university, you will need SAT scores. I guess I slightly prefer US universities to UK universities (and I don't know why). Generally the difference between UK universities and US universities is that UK universities normally have very nice names (Imperial, Bristol, Bath, King's, Queen Mary, Cambridge etc.) whereas for the US universities, only the Ivy League have nice names (Columbia, Princeton, Pennsylvania, Harvard, Yale etc.) *Laugh* I know name doesn't mean the quality, but it actually means a lot. I would deem it as essential as reputations of the universities.
I am doing A-levels which actually intend to warp me to UK universities. But I'm doing SAT at the same time either, hoping to be enrolled into Columbia (which is quite unlikely to happen), or at least into UCLA hopefully.
There are few people this years got the conditional offer to Cambridge (and to study medicine). Woww!
I'm sorry that I lost the flow on this post. I had done my SAT finally, but I'm still busily preoccupied with presentation and other thingy.
Ahhh second semester is so much more tiring than the first!
So I actually met this unknown guy in the library last year. He sat beside me and put his jacket on the other seat beside him. So my first impression be like: 'wtf, omg? you're serious?' I was studying my stuff for the semester exams which turned out damn hard. He was too. Then he picked up his phone, or phone his friends. He spoke kinda foreigner's English. So I actually observed him: he's so white until red with a half Chinese face, his hair is soft dark brown, his eyes are big and soulful..... and he's talking in the library.
saying something like 'they're not in the class' and 'do some business' or 'no business'. Well I thought he was a Monash students. I thought. D:
Monday, January 5, 2015
End of 2014
I guess there will be a time in your life in which you got really upset and kind of annoyed. The emotions had built up for a long time and eventually it exploded. The impact was enormous, immense, and everything was in turmoil and you know it won't stop at that moment. Every single thing that you had been holding and taking, would be jettisoned so that your yacht could continue sailing across the unknown seas.
This epitomizes my 2014. A year of having sleepless nights spent to dwell on what's going awry, and, to be grateful for what's going right.
The situation was ossifying. The communications were sparse. No one was willing to be as candid as they were to others. Too much of hidden truth. Someone's being capricious, dispassionate, unduly dogged (which was so irritating that I can't bear so much) as predicted and thus a choice-less education had to be given. It's a one way ticket to send us apart. ya know. *smirk* probably I'm just semi-kidding, who knows?
Let me clear your doubt. If a second chance were to be given, I would still do the same.
Guess I don't mind much to educate people.
Life lessons, appreciate it!
Don't judge!
I've been putting things down. Afraid-ness, emptiness, dogma. Just to mitigate the vacillation I've been experiencing all this time in my life. But effacing all of my erroneous decisions seemed impossible.
What I could think of is to escape - run from every thing that made me so dependent to something in my life. There's a moment that I felt so excited to go out of this town. It's a generic old town after all, nothing really to be missed except my home, bed, friends and otak-otak.
Hence I started to navigate my destination, perhaps forage a final goal.
I wanted to create my own brand based on novel, eco-friendly concepts. I hope this would give more drive and impetus to me from being too lazy. I'm just too relaxed, I know, I know.
Let's not further discuss the distant past or future.
Byeeee 2014.
My friends and I went to the Avillion, Port Dickson. The beach was disappointing. The place was still amazing though. I have longed for a trip with friends to Avillion years ago, but the trip was not successful as it's quite expensive for few of us. So this time, we went there during a promotion period, AND with 10 of us, each of us just had to pay RM60+ for the hotel.
You might be realising my mouth was almost opening.
Again, don't judge! Hahaha.
I just find the expression looks better in a photo.
There's nothing to do with me being bitchy.
The place was relaxing and chilling. But my friends were screaming at the night. As you can anticipate, 2 rooms to accommodate 5 people will cause sleepless night......
I'm not willing to post photos of me sleeping because they are unexpectedly horrendous.
See ya!
This epitomizes my 2014. A year of having sleepless nights spent to dwell on what's going awry, and, to be grateful for what's going right.
The situation was ossifying. The communications were sparse. No one was willing to be as candid as they were to others. Too much of hidden truth. Someone's being capricious, dispassionate, unduly dogged (which was so irritating that I can't bear so much) as predicted and thus a choice-less education had to be given. It's a one way ticket to send us apart. ya know. *smirk* probably I'm just semi-kidding, who knows?
Let me clear your doubt. If a second chance were to be given, I would still do the same.
Guess I don't mind much to educate people.
Life lessons, appreciate it!
Don't judge!
I've been putting things down. Afraid-ness, emptiness, dogma. Just to mitigate the vacillation I've been experiencing all this time in my life. But effacing all of my erroneous decisions seemed impossible.
What I could think of is to escape - run from every thing that made me so dependent to something in my life. There's a moment that I felt so excited to go out of this town. It's a generic old town after all, nothing really to be missed except my home, bed, friends and otak-otak.
Hence I started to navigate my destination, perhaps forage a final goal.
I wanted to create my own brand based on novel, eco-friendly concepts. I hope this would give more drive and impetus to me from being too lazy. I'm just too relaxed, I know, I know.
Let's not further discuss the distant past or future.
Byeeee 2014.
My friends and I went to the Avillion, Port Dickson. The beach was disappointing. The place was still amazing though. I have longed for a trip with friends to Avillion years ago, but the trip was not successful as it's quite expensive for few of us. So this time, we went there during a promotion period, AND with 10 of us, each of us just had to pay RM60+ for the hotel.
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| My teeth ain't that bad right? |
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| Imma faking |
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| The lady beside me was Ying Ying. We're having the same constellation! Oh well That's not even important. |
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| >>>>>That was the Empress Dowager. He says "You shall not go to the ball!" |
Again, don't judge! Hahaha.
I just find the expression looks better in a photo.
There's nothing to do with me being bitchy.
The place was relaxing and chilling. But my friends were screaming at the night. As you can anticipate, 2 rooms to accommodate 5 people will cause sleepless night......
I'm not willing to post photos of me sleeping because they are unexpectedly horrendous.
See ya!
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