Where rivers flow up waterfalls

random day :)

2011-10-24T09:45:00.005+08:00

Good morning! It's a beautiful, beautiful day!! :)

In a world full of beautiful fairies and unicorns, beautiful land of soft grass and flowers,

clear sky and warm breeze mixed with the scent of trees-

*drilling, renovation noise*

yolanda wakes up from her slumber.

Now we're back to the real world, which isn't all that wonderful.

The fairies in my dreams who live freely were so much friendlier, have extensive etiquette and kind unlike the random people I deal with everyday in public.

And people tend to tell those who are evil and have no emotions that they aren't human. Or that they're more like animals.

I wonder why people say that. From what I see, animals have so much emotions in them, even care for humans and stay loyal to humans even after death (despite the cruel treatment humans have been giving animals). Just like pokemons.

Okay this is becoming stupid. Lets get to the point.

The main reason of this post is to announce that I wont be updating my blog for some time till my big exam is over :)

It makes no difference announcing it though.. the blog is ALREADY dead. It has been left vacant for so long, I'd even forget about its existence sometime. Poor bloggie, I've forsaken you.

ANYWAYS :D

It'll be my last 2 months as a school kid, then I'll be off to university!!! yay!!

It feels unreal though.. I had my dreams and hopes of going to college and staying in a hostel with friends and having fun, ripped and dashed.

People dream of becoming astronauts, brain surgeons or professional musicians but I?

I dream of going to college! but I didn't and still don't know which path I should take yet I wanted to go to college?? How stupid is that?

Never mind! At least I have a dream :)

And I shall continue dreaming.

wish me luck guys! love ya!

2011-09-02T22:56:00.002+08:00

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defences, you build up a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like "maybe we should be just friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love.

* Rose Walker, in SANDMAN #65: "The Kindly Ones:9"

the world is a mysterious place after all :)

2011-08-21T15:14:00.016+08:00

Seriously..

To some of you narcissists out there, don't you ever get tired of taking pictures of yourselves ALL THE TIME and editing them??

ahh my neck hurts just by thinking bout it.

Seriously though, I'm talking bout certain people on facebook who are unfortunately some people that I know since I was little. Every single day, there'll be pictures of themselves updated into their albums. Not necessarily hundreds or thousands though but at least 7 - 20 each day.

Some with their girlfriends, some with their boyfriends. BUT MOSTLY THEMSELVES.

And most of them are girls. *coughs*. I don't deny that it makes a good practice for them to take good shots/improve their editing skills..of themselves.

Maybe I'm a little weird, or maybe I just lack of love for myself and hate taking pictures of myself for no particular reason. ~~Or show the world how beautiful I am and they should be jealous cuz I'm really good at editing I could make myself from my pictures not look like myself in real life.~~

I know, I know.. some people just want to show the world how blessed they are.. to look/have beautiful features ~~at certain angles~~, have different hairstyles everyday, have different clothes every day ~~which proves to people that they have huge wardrobes~~, to have handsome boyfriends ~~who look exactly like them when they pose in front of the camera~~, to tell everyone that "I'm ~~better than you now *like* my picture cuz I'm born this way~~ glad to be alive" :)

I've noticed the way girls take pictures of themselves are actually very different from the way guys take pictures.

You see, most girls (the narcissists) snap pictures of themselves by holding up their camera lens above their eyebrow level in order to create an angle which will make their eyes look larger and nose sharper. Not to mention smaller mouths and slimmer cheeks.

See what I mean? See HOW SCARY this works??
Now imagine a person's whole album with hundreds/thousands of the same face like that.

As for guys(the narcissists).. they tend to hold their lenses down below their chin level so they could give off this my-nose-is-higher-and-bigger-than-yours-and-therefore-I'm-greater-than-you feeling.

NOTE: I know many of my friends who love taking picts of themselves. I don't mind. But, when I mean narcissist, I mean those who can't help but sexual harass their own faces everyday.

It's unbelievable how these girls got their boyfriends to look up at their camera lenses to ~~sprain their necks and show off their big, boogie eyes~~ pose with them for multiple shots which make both of their eyes bigger ~~and not to deny, their boyfriends look gayer.~~ damn.. I'm crossing out alot.

NOT ONLY THAT! they manage to stay the same way in almost every single shot people might think that they're actually puppets or dolls with the same expressions, always. Come on! YOU GUYS ARE IN LOVE.

Shouldn't people who are in love, what-do-they-call-it, feel colourful? Since your life is so colourful with many different colours, shouldn't you have many different happy expressions? Why do these narcissists have these same expressions on them all the time? okay maybe the guy would have a different expression (or maybe they'd kiss the girl on the cheek). But it's almost always the girl instead, who'd always have this fake smile or puffy fish-face-filled-with-air fixed on their faces like they only care bout how good they look in the pictures but NOT how happy they should be, having all the chances to snap down good and lovely memories. And you call those ~~treasures~~ pictures. Or maybe... they aren't actually in love?? :O

Okay I shall say no more about this.

Also, some of them could take pictures of themselves smiling widely, acting cute or narcissistic while putting captions like: "you broke my soul" , "our love will never end", "I never want to see you cry..", "forever a mystery" etc..

FOREVER A MYSTERY alright. It really IS a mystery. Can you tell me why you did that again? (=.=")

Another thing that puzzles me is, those kind of pictures my dear narcissistic friends took are actually really popular. I mean, almost every single picture has the same pose, same angle, same person, same everything. And yet, they get more than a hundred *likes* on facebook. Not to mention many fake gestures and compliments from others.

I can't deny, the world is indeed a mysterious place. I wish someone could tell me how this thing actually works? I wouldn't be so ~~stupid~~ daring to go ask my narcissistic friends so randomly, "hey, why dyou like taking picts of urself with the same pose all the time?". Nawwww I wouldn't do that. It'll be awkward and not to mention offensive (if they're intellectual enough to notice).

Hmmm.. maybe I should just try it for myself? :p or not. It might reduce my intellectual to a pathetic state.

To any narcissists out there, please don't find this blog post offensive. I'm just stating out my honest opinions and also, trying to find out how your brains work. :) yes, left and right.

Anyway, I promised myself to study for the whole day today and yet here I am, drawing and blogging.

TRIALS! HERE I FAIL! :)

nope its not dead.

2011-08-17T16:36:00.003+08:00

You people might be thinking that I'm starting to slack on updating my blog again.

I can tell u that, that is not the case.

I've been writing alot actually. I just didn't want to publish those posts.

It's because either they're wayyy to random and lame, or they're just plain emotional and difficult.

And nope, I'm not gonna post long posts about my emotions any longer.

My blog shall be a peaceful place with art or literature and fun.. or maybe about other people and stuffs..

Maybe.. I hope..

Anyways, I had a very upsetting dream last night... I'm starting to think whether I'm a masochist even in my dreams.

I dreamed about 'him' again. The only thing I remember saying to him is, "I'm sorry that the most amazing girl you've ever met turned out to be the most horrible girl you met."

....

see? I've done it again.

URGE.

2011-07-21T20:38:00.023+08:00

LOOKIE LOOKIE HERE!! :P

I went to ksl with Mel D today and something caught my eye.

For the first time in my life, I actually REALLY REALLY WANTED... a doll.

Why? you ask. What's so special about it?

I remember a few years back in the old days when I was still crazy about Korean dramas and it took me a hard time to get myself out of the addiction.

OKAY. HOW DID COME UPON THAT STUFF TOY.

One of Korean dramas I was SO crazy bout from a few years back is the famous 'You're Beautiful'/"原来是美男".

About a girl, A NUN, posing as her superstar twin brother in a famous band(for some specific reasons), but got found out by the band leader who hated her at first but they fell in love with each other in the end.

My fav part, where the cocky, egoistic, prideful male lead, found the lost hairpin that he bought for the female lead(who likes him back but doesn't realize that he had feelings for her) and wanted to return it to her. At first when he found it he wanted to test the girl and ask her where she left her hairpin. Somehow the female lead, who was so dense, didn't notice his feelings and thought that he wouldn't even bother about her losing the hairpin that he gave her. So she told him that she wouldn't bother looking for it since the hairpin doesn't mean much anyways.

Naturally, the male lead pretended that he really doesn't care so he kept the hairpin to himself and decided not to give it back to her.

Thing is, she still went searching for it behind his back in the middle of the night.

BUT, the male lead found out what she was doing anyways. So.. he felt touched la. hahaha

He changed his mind and decided to give her hairpin back to her, but he cared too much about his image and started thinking to himself that she'll think that he's immature and stupid, cuz he found the hairpin and didn't want to give it back.

SO, he made up his mind to return the hairpin to her in a stylish and flashy way. :P

By putting the hairpin on a stuff toy as a gift to her.

The stuff toy's ain't no ordinary stuff toy. :P you see, the male lead gave the female lead a nickname, called 'Rabbit Pig'.

The reason for that is cuz she's cute like a pig (her manager in the drama taught her to make the pig nose whenever she feels like her feelings for someone are about to be exposed), and gentle YET dangerous like a rabbit(he was bitten by a rabbit before and somehow the girl kept bringing him trouble so he finds a similarity in them).

So, he went to his storeroom(storing loads of presents given by his fans) and

looked for a Pig stuff toy and a Rabbit stuff toy.

His famous sly grin throughout the drama xD

What he did to them was he PERFORMED A SURGERY ON THEM! (cutting out the pig nose from the pig doll, and super-glued it on the rabbit doll.)

look at how focused he was xD

It's my fav part of that drama. (oh, I think I said that already :P)

It was really sweet and cute of him to do something like this (though it wasn't really necessary XD)

The scene where he placed the hairpin on the Rabbit Pig doll's ear. :P

Once he's finished and satisfied with his work, he placed the Rabbit Pig doll on a chair in their room so she'll see it when she wakes up in the morning.(find out urself why they were sleeping in the same room if you want to know.)

And she was really happy to receive it of course. :)

Well there it is.. I REALLY REALLY WANT IT. D:

That soft, white and fluffy Rabbit Pig.

Although I knew it has been in the markets for a very long time but I've never came across it. NOT TILL TODAY! :D

Time to save up! No matter what you guys think.. "this is stupid"; "Yolanda's crazy"; "waste money nia.."; "so long ago already now only get"; "getting that soft toy, just because of that drama?? haih girls.. typical"; "Yolanda actually buys stuff toys for herself"; "Yolanda's starting to act like a girl"; "OMG Yolanda is actually a girl." or whatever it is...

I DON'T CARE :P

To me, it's something that is once in a lifetime and I'd definitely regret not getting one for myself.

There wont be anymore of those stuff toys in the future!!

Nyahahaha~ And I've decided to hug it while I re-watch that Korean drama when I finish my STPM. x) also, camwhore with it, stroke it kiss it, do whatever I want with it xP.

teehee~

2011-07-19T20:26:00.001+08:00

2011-07-19T20:24:00.001+08:00

hello again

2011-07-18T16:16:00.008+08:00

I've decided that this blog needs a revamp.

So I'll be posting useless, meaningless, random and boring posts to cover up those previous sad, annoying, emotional blog posts.

Safe to say that I've completely moved on and have done all I could.

No more regrets :]

Somehow my current state reminds me of the famous bestselling novel Eat.Pray.Love

Mmph. Maybe I do need some of that.

I've been extremely hungry and have craved for all kinds of delicacies lately.

I'm not surprised at the amount of weight I've lost, though not much, really.

I need some of these:

and these..

and these!!

alot alot alot of meat.

I'm pretty much a sadist cuz I've literally tortured my stomach just by looking at these pictures.

Damn, I'm hungry.

Time to hunt!

BYE

Tear me apart.

2011-07-03T00:07:00.003+08:00

What if I told you my greatest wish right now is to meet you again?

What if I told you that I've always thought that you were the most important person in my life?

What if I told you I'm sorry and should never have given up and should have continued trying till I've completely ran out of energy?

What if I told you although we're apart, I still had hopes, had them crushed, tattered, but was still hoping again?

What if I told you, I would be happy for you if it would make you happier without me in your life, was a lie?

Would you believe me?

What if we never met? would we be happier?

What if we never loved each other and just stayed as friends?

Would I still be in your life?

What if all these questions above could be answered, could be corrected, and repeated again?

Would I still miss you this much?

Would I still hold any more guilt against myself for hurting you this badly?

Would it even help in changing anything between us at all?

I'll just have to think, write about you, then let it go.

Forget.

2011-06-22T22:24:00.004+08:00

I can safely say that I'm starting to forget. I thought about you again today, and I couldn't remember your favourite colour, at all. Could it be white? Or green? I have no clue at all.

I couldn't remember your favourite song. Did you actually have one?

I'm glad that I actually forgot something about you.

Giving domo-kun away was a right choice after all. :) Most importantly, I know I've forgiven myself.

One day, you'll just be a faded memory that i'll have to dig through to remember everything about you, or us.

A year.

2011-06-16T00:02:00.001+08:00

A year ago from today, was a very special day.

I guess you don't even remember what day it is.

Even if you did, it doesn't mean anything to you anymore.

It breaks my heart just to know that I'm the only one who's feeling sad and missing everything we had.

The real reason why I left, was because I know that his heart was drifting apart from me, though he didn't realize it. Maybe he did after that..

I didn't want us to end with him not feeling a thing for me anymore.

I'd rather end things earlier, while he still remembers how much we cared for one another.

Goodbye, Domo kun.

2011-06-12T22:59:00.006+08:00

It's time to finally let go of something that was never meant to be mine.

I'm giving Domo kun away. It's probably for the best. After all, holding on to it wont change anything except being haunted by his shadow.

Domo kun resembles 'him', it may not be perfect, and it may not be good looking or have what I'm looking for in a doll to cuddle, but it is cute and lovable and has many good qualities.

Most importantly, it has been there for me when I had no one to rely on.

I remember telling him once, one day if I no longer want Domo kun by my side anymore, that means I do not want him anymore.

But now it's different. It's not that I don't want him anymore. I'm slowly moving that heavy huge rock in my heart.

Domo kun is just like him. Although it may not be by my side anymore, it's still locked somewhere deep down inside of my heart.

Just like him not being able to be by my side anymore, I'm locking him somewhere deep down inside of my heart.

And one day, he'll be a memory of my past. And I wouldn't feel a thing when I think about him.

Just like how I'm a memory that he might already forget. By living his life busily everyday, and not letting any thoughts about me bother him.

Sometimes I wish I was as strong as he is. I WAS, once. But life could make us both stronger, but also weaker from time to time.

Sayonara, Domo kun.

Thanks for being there for me throughout my happy and sad moments.

Thanks for letting me hug you and absorbing all my tears.

I've hold on to you to more than half a year now. It probably breaks my heart to send you away, but that just shows how much you mean to me and how much I love you.

I hope your new 'owner' would love and care for you better than I did.

You deserve it. :)

time is medicine.

2011-06-06T21:43:00.002+08:00

I'm letting go, little by little :)

I don't believe that finding my other half would make me whole.

I believe that if two whole persons got together, crossing the widest oceans wouldn't be a problem for them.

It all started just by holding hands.

2011-06-05T02:58:00.012+08:00

I've lost count of the sleepless nights I've been having.

There had been countless of sleepless nights, mostly with tears.

It's been half a year, what's ironic is it felt like it only happened just yesterday.

I'm still the me half a year ago.

My eyes and lips still look swollen and red when I look into the mirror.

I still check my phone, hoping and anticipating to see whether I'd receive texts from someone.. maybe special.

Like I said, not many people visit this dead and boring blog of mine which contains full of difficult, emotional and unhappy posts.

Many times I've tried to make my blog a place of art and literature.

Unfortunately, most of my previous blogs including my current end up having sad, emotional posts about someone special till I could guarantee almost everyone got sick of this hateful habit of mine.

That's why I can freely type whatever I want here, about you.

I don't even think you'd visit this blog anymore.

However, I'm still going to write till I've completely forgotten and got over whatever I need to get over in my life.

It all started just by holding hands.

I've never once forgotten all the good times and bad times we've been through together.

The troubles we went through just to meet up, though willingly.

I still remember our heart to heart conversations, and the way we teased each other.

The various things you've done and sacrificed for me.

The advices and comfort you gave.

And also, the way we'd feel happy and blissed just by staring at each other and smiling.

The most regretful thing is, I tend to forget all of these when I get worked up and when I'm upset.

I couldn't remember the love you showered or the trust you had placed on me and cared only for myself.

After everything we've been through, I slowly remembered the words I used on you which hurt you deeply. And the actions I did which crushed your trust in me.

And that was all too late.

But one thing for sure is, I've always trusted you. Although there were a few times which I said I didn't, purely out of anger.

As time passes slowly with anger, we both forgot why we were in love in the first place.

I forgot who you were, what your personality was like, and you forgot about mine too.

I became someone you don't know, and you became someone whom I've never met before.

I've always believed that, no matter how far apart we are, as long as our hearts are together, we'd get through anything.

we DID. for the first few months, but things would definitely change if we don't meet up for months. The distance will ALWAYS be in the way.

After all, relationships will never survive through cyberspace, or phone calls and text messages.

Honestly, I've never ever thought that we'd start a relationship.

If it wasn't because of that holiday trip I had with my family, we wouldn't even have had the chance to walk hand in hand, and made memories together.

Even if this relationship is so broken till we can't even be friends at all, I'm still very thankful that we had one.

At least I know there's someone as loving as you out there.

And someone who'd care for others more than themselves although you might always deny it, and tell me that you don't give a damn.

You're someone who doesn't show, but harbours strong feelings deep inside. And i took that for granted. But i've never took you or treated u as a tool.

You were someone, whom I gave a chance to enter my life, and who made it all beautiful.

It's almost a whole year since we started, and it's been half a year since we ended.

These few months, I've been blaming myself for everything that happened.

I've never held any grudges, I've forgiven you instantly at every tiff we had.

But I haven't forgiven myself. I need you to forgive me for what I've done to you so I can start forgiving myself slowly.

And who knows, you might have already moved on and forgotten completely about us. It can't be helped if that were really true.

Therefore, I really hope you'd find someone who'd always be there for you, and that you'll never ever have to get into long distance relationships anymore.

In life, we'd always take others for granted, but we'll regret when and ONLY when others leave us.

Sing.

2011-03-30T19:56:00.003+08:00

When I sing,

I am not showing off my skills, nor am I trying to stand out.

I am not trying to be a star, nor am I trying to bring others down with jealousy as my weapon.

I am expressing myself.

I am showing you who I am, I am telling everyone this is how I am.

This is me, do not be fooled by my mere appearance.

You can know me through my voice, and how I express myself when I am singing.

The songs I chose to sing, the songs I love to sing, and the lyrics that I write.

You will find out easily whether I am or not a show off just by listening to me.

It doesn't matter if I am not up to your expectations, it doesn't matter if you may dislike my style.

It NEVER mattered to me.

Because I am already a star when I took the microphone in my hands and decided to sing in front of you.

Because, I LOVE to sing.

Singing is a passion that makes me be myself at ease.

Just like how comfortable you feel when you are with your loved ones.

Do not stop me whenever I want or try to sing.

Do not try to bring me down when I am truly trying to express myself.

About how I feel, what I want, or who I am.

Listen and appreciate those who just love to sing.

Singing is like sunshine to me.

So do not take my sunshine away.

Ever had a dream that isn't yours?

2011-03-23T20:53:00.006+08:00

I had a dream that wasn't supposed to be mine.

It's about a girl who had everything she wanted.

Everything, as in freedom, happiness, love and support from loved ones.

At the beginning, I was in a bedroom, full of homely feeling.

I walked down the stairs, there were pictures of me and my friends and family.

Although the face wasn't mine,

although I did not recognize all the faces in the pictures but myself, I knew that I loved them dearly.

I knew they were important to me, and I'd give my life for them.

They were all smiling at me.

Just looking at them, I felt that I was floating down the stairs as I passed by each of them.

I felt tingly, and excited.

I walked through the corridors, and out of the house.

Outside, was a wide piece of land, with green soft grass and sweet scent of flowers in the air.

The sky was clear and pink and orange, there were only a few clouds.

It was a morning sky.

The sun was bright, but I was able to look at it, I was able to see its light, and I felt real and warm inside.

I was barefooted and walked on the soft grass. I walked and walked, but I did not feel exhausted.

I followed wherever my feet brought me, and I wanted to walk forever.

While I was walking, nothing came into my mind. Nothing was bugging me, there weren't any worries, and the sky was always bright and clear.

It was always morning.

I felt light, it felt like I was flying, I felt that I could never ever get tired of that place.

I lied down on that wide piece of land and gazed at the sky, just plainly admiring, without anything on my mind.

Then I closed my eyes and felt the breeze moving and blowing my face.

I could hear voices calling out to me, sweet voices like angels', but it wasn't my name.

I felt gentle hands holding and stroking my hand, hands full or love and care.

I didn't open my eyes and respond to them.

I let them call out to me, so I could hear their voices and turn them into a lullaby and fell into deep sleep.

For once, I did not feel lonely at all.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying under a huge oak tree, on a small piece of land surrounded by water.

I was in the middle of a lake. But the waters weren't deep. I could see my foot when I stepped into the water.

It was clean and clear and sweet.

I submerged myself into the water, and i could see everything in it.

I did not feel scared, or suffocated. I stayed in it for a very long time.

When I got out, and went back to the tree, my body wasn't wet. It was like I had never entered the water.

There weren't any other sounds except for my breathing and sounds of nature.

Full of nature. Just the water flowing, the sound of the leaves being blown by the breeze, the sound of the breeze, the sound of birds' chirping, the sashing of the grass, the sound of flowers and leaves falling on to the grass, and nothing else.

I lied under the tree, listened to them and once again fell into deep sleep peacefully in the dream.

And just a few seconds later, I woke up. For real.

I woke up feeling all nostalgic.

And I started my life like I usually do.

A busy life, with worries, and full of aches on my body.

That dream was the life that I wanted, free, happy, light and without worry.

It's unfortunate that I couldn't find that kind of happiness in this world anymore.

I used to, as an innocent kid who knew no sadness and evil.

In that dream, I had a face that I don't remember of, people whom I don't even know who loved me with all their heart, and a name that I don't even know of.

For a moment, I was in heaven.

I had "everything", but nobody can ever have everything for long, forever.

That's reality.

2011-03-15T19:48:00.003+08:00

GET WELL SOON!!!

To:

1. Japan

2. Cherrie

3. Christine

4. Zezanthia

5. Him

6. Mommy

7. Huiting's sister

8. Friends who are sick.

9. Friends who are heartbroken

10. Myself

Reason

2011-03-15T19:39:00.004+08:00

The reason why I couldn't step out of your shadow, is because we never really said goodbye.

There are words I have yet spoken, before I could, everything's broken.

My wounds will be healed, and the pain will be sealed.

You left without a trace, but the scar remains.

it has no title

2011-03-15T19:24:00.012+08:00

That's right, the blog has been dead for a while. It has always been like this though.

It's not that I'm too lazy to update about anything about my life, it's because I don't remember most parts of it. And it's not that I have nothing to update about, it's because I had a lot of mess to clean up. Such as, picking myself up(who is like scattered dried autumn leaves on the ground).

Enough of the metaphors.

These few months have been fine. I guess? I was ill for a month(coughing and sneezing and fevering), I almost got into another car accident(scared the shit out of me wei) but it wasn't me driving and nothing happened. I got weird stares at a few adults who saw me checking out the price tags for baby diapers(it was a favour from my cousin sis who's gonna give birth to her second baby). There was our first formative test(results that I'm ashamed of), alot of hoo-has, dad went to australia for weeks and havnt come back(I hope he'd stay there longer so I can be the Queen of this house, and his tv, it wasn't even his in the first place, it was ours but it became his..somehow), unfinished assignments and homework, there was christmas play audition(i got in i guess?), I realized I havn't got rid of my stage fright, extra classes during school hols, a few more hoo-has and tada it's today!

And today is a very special day for my cousin sis(not the pregnant one), the ever so hot, and lovely, like a sister to me,

Cherrie Yii San San! x)

That's us!! when we were younger and our minds were more innocent xD but back then we knew we were superstars x)

You look really lovely in here =D

AND.... look at what you've become!! A model, and also a law student! =D I'm so proud of you! Though we may fall down at times, and sometimes look down on ourselves, and receive nasty comments from others, telling us that we aren't all that great, but you never gave up on standing back up. Hey! You're forever a superstar to me x) look at u! so damn gorgeous in those pics =D haha~

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!!!

btw I realized alot of my cousins on my mother's side and me as well, have really weird names. But that's a good thing, cuz all the best people are weird and crazy xD

k that's it for this post.

What I hoped for was impossible.

2011-02-05T22:23:00.004+08:00

The good thing bout my blog is that almost NOBODY visits it.

Therefore, I'll have alot of privacy and space for my emo-ing and craps.

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did, I did

And you were strong and I was not

My illusion, my mistake

I was careless, I forgot

I did

And now when all is done

There is nothing to say

You have gone and so effortlessly

You have won

You can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

Write it on the sky line

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

Falling out of love is hard

Falling for betrayal is worst

Broken trust and broken hearts

I know, I know

Thinking all you need is there

Building faith on love and words

Empty promises will wear

I know, I know

And now when all is gone

There is nothing to say

And if you're done with embarrassing me

On your own you can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

Write it on the sky line

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

Impossible, impossible!

impossible.

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did..

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

Write it on the sky line

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did..........

The more I try to let go, the more your face haunts me.

leaving.. soon.. but when?

2011-01-13T16:19:00.003+08:00

Why am I still so attached to you when I'm supposed to be forgetting you?

One day we'll look back at those memories, and we'll realize..

this decision was the best choice.

Moving on

2011-01-02T21:56:00.002+08:00

I'm not giving up, I'm just letting go.

For God has his own arrangements for us, and I shall go with the flow.

Sometimes, you need to let go to see whether these things would come back to you.

Same goes to that special someone.

Thank you, for all your warm words and actions.

Thank you, for all your sacrifices.

Thank you, for holding on.

Sorry for all the hurt.

Sorry for all the miseries.

Sorry for all the distance.

Now it's time to let go.

Though we'd go on different routes, but I'm sure one day, we'll meet our own special persons, and share our magic carpets.

Happy new year, let's have a new start, a new beginning.

I love you.

NEW YEAR

2011-01-02T21:52:00.003+08:00

1st Jan 2011

its 1/1/11!!! lucky number for those who were born on this date xD

I had a great time with Matthew and a new friend, EnYou. =)

we won a bucket of beer!

the singers in Sagittarius cafe were awesome too!! xD

Happy new year everyone!!

31st DEC

2011-01-02T21:33:00.003+08:00

New year's eve!!

Made a huge mistake on stage in front of many meatbags.. AGAIN.

but ahh, I somehow got pretty immune to it.

Nevermind! I shall learn from my mistakes, and not commit them again :)

Afterall, I still want to sing for God and serve him when I still have the chance =)

2010-12-20T19:03:00.001+08:00

The worst lie of all, is a lie to yourself.

the worst love story of all

2010-12-11T04:31:00.005+08:00

So this is your love story.

One without a warning.

One day you're in the sky with that special person on a magic carpet.

Special person stroked your hair and told you that he/she will show you the world.

Special person took you to places you've been to but you wanted to visit them again.

Special person took you to other places you've never been to and showed you how amazing your world could be;

Your world with special person.

The next day came hurricane.

One that is unpredictable and destructive.

You were blown off the magic carpet.

You gripped tightly onto Special person's hand.

Special person said he/she will never let go.

But in the end, Special person broke his/her promise.

Special person needed to save him/herself first.

You were taken away by the hurricane.

You landed in a place named Nowhere.

A place strange beyond your eyes.

You got lost and Special person was no where to be found.

Special person tried to find you.

Special person hopes that you didn't wander far.

Special person searched and searched but to no avail.

Special person left because they didn't want to get lost.

Special person never came back.

This is Special person's love story.

One that has an ending.

Special person flew alone on the magic carpet.

A flight without you.

Special person went to the places he/she had taken you to.

Special person wondered whether giving you up was right.

As he/she wondered, magic starts to fade from the magic carpet.

After some time, there was no more magic.

Magic carpet's just another rug.

An ordinary rug that couldn't bring you up to the sky.

Special person took the rug and wandered alone.

In a land called Nowhere.

A land strange beyond your eyes.

But it wasn't strange anymore.

It's just a place without magic and the beautiful colours of love.

Special person finally met you again in that land.

You smiled to Special person, and walked past him/her.

You found your way and walked out of Nowhere.

Special person smiled back and tears streamed down his/her face.

Special person continued his/her journey in Nowhere with that rug.

Special person was special no more.

Special person wrapped the rug around him/herself to keep warm.

That ordinary magic-less rug and thought about you.

The rug which contains special memories.

The end.

Seriously, I don't even know what I'm writing.

hahah.. haha.. hah..

2010-12-03T00:01:00.005+08:00

Am I happy?? Oh yes I am happy.

I got into a major car accident a few days ago and I survived it without a scratch on my body except there were a few small bruises.

I was supposed to go to school to finish up my bio group assignment.

Never in my life had I imagined that I would smash up my mother's car so horribly on a very fast and busy road and yet get no injuries.

Imagine her face after seeing her car.

I'm not trying to brag here, I'm saying it's a miracle.

While my car went spinning, I was suddenly reminded of the major incident on the highway to Malacca where more than 20 people died.

Cuz it was so similar, I thought I was going to fly into the opposite highway where vehicles are coming from opposite directions,

and maybe smash into a few unexpected cars or buses or trucks and cause a huge bloody scene.

Luckily, there was a small tree on the sideline which divides the highways.

Never in my life have I appreciated a tree so much.

It literary stopped my car from spinning across the other side of the highway.

Thank you, tree.

So people, drive safely.. okay??

Miracles don't happen often especially when it involves life threatening situations.

And on that day, I thought to myself..

I should start appreciating everything and everyone around me.

Be it homework and exams that I hate, or enemies which hate me and which I really don't want to have anything to do with,

rocks, bushes, weeds or a wall.

Even a tree with a really fragile and small trunk.

It saved my life.. you know.

Do NOT belittle them.

And it really sucks to get people whom faces you've never seen before in your life involved with your problems.

What if that person got injured badly because of you?

What if that person died because of you?

Yet, you don't even know them.

How would their families feel?

It's true that no one wanted a car accident.

But it can't be helped if you were careless or caught off guard.

Still, if it got others involved, it really sucks.

You might feel guilty forever, or wouldn't be able to handle a steering wheel anymore.

Think about the people closest to you and how would they feel?

They couldn't care less about the car you smashed up.

You are more important.

And thank God for that.

Lastly, thanks to this incident,

I've finally found out about a few things I've been searching for.

Unanswered answers, true friends, and what was in certain people's hearts.

It was quite disappointing though.

I'm glad I didn't die.

Really, I'm very glad.

At least now I know whom I can rely on and whom I can dispose of.

2010-11-17T19:40:00.005+08:00

Certain things are better left unknown.

Certain things are better left unseen,

and certain things are better left untouched.

But the truth will always be there.

Knowing the truth, seeing the truth, and going through it,

the consequences are subtle.

Would you avoid the truth? Or dare to take on its consequences?

Tags tags tags. ==

2010-11-04T22:27:00.008+08:00

Tagged by Christine Choo.

11 out of 72 fears!

[x] the dark

[] staying single forever

[] being a parent

[] giving birth

[] being myself in front of others

[] open spaces

[] closed spaces

[] heights

[] dogs

[] birds

[] fish

[] spiders

[] flowers or other plants

[] being touched

[] fire

[] deep water

[] snakes

[] silk

[] the ocean

[x] failure

[] success

[] thunder/lightning

[x] frogs/toads

[] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad

[] my boyfriends/girlfriends mom

[] rats

[] jumping from high places

[] snow

[] rain

[] wind

[] crossing hanging bridges

[] death

[] heaven

[] being robbed

[] falling

[] clowns

[x] dolls

[] large crowds of people

[] men

[] women

[x] having great responsibilities

[] doctors, including dentists

[] tornadoes

[] hurricanes

[] incurable diseases

[] sharks

[] Friday the 13th

[] ghosts

[] poverty

[] Halloween

[] school

[] trains

[] odd numbers

[] even numbers

[x] being alone

[x] becoming blind

[x] becoming deaf

[] growing up

[x] creepy noises in the night

[x] bee stings

[] not accomplishing my dreams/goals

[] needles

[] blood

[] dinosaurs

[] the welcome mat

[] high speed

[] throwing up

[x] falling in love

[] super secrets

If you get more than 30, I strongly recommend some counseling.

If you get more than 20, you’re paranoid.

If you get 10-20, you are normal.

If you get 10 or less, you’re fearless.

People who don’t have any are liars

So far I got 11, seems like it's true that I'm almost fearless.

Empty

2010-10-31T09:55:00.003+08:00

Maybe we're trying

Trying too hard

Maybe we're torn apart

Maybe the timing

Is beating our hearts

We're empty

no matter how much is filled,

there will always be an empty space just for you.

Hello, or goodbye?

2010-10-27T20:37:00.002+08:00

This insecureness prevents me from sleep.

Please tell me everything is okay.

Please tell me that things will be alright.

Please be honest when you tell me things like these.

Lies.

2010-10-27T20:31:00.003+08:00

As you make a lie, you'll have to make another lie to cover the previous lie.

As you make a lie, you're running away.

As you make a lie, you're pretending to be happy.

As you make a lie, you're having a hard time putting on a smile and blinking your eyes.

As you make a lie, I could feel you turning your back on me.

I told you before, I need somebody who can be true to themselves and to others.

Are you?

Smile.

2010-10-27T20:16:00.003+08:00

Smile.

Just like the title says, it can be from the heart, it can be from others, or it can be fake.

So which one are you?

Do you smile at me from the bottom of your heart? Because you're happy just being with me.

Do you smile at me because of your love for me? Because you can't help but smile from this beautiful feeling that manifests between us.

Do you smile at me for the purpose of just smiling? Although you're not happy, although you're uncomfortable doing it, but smile just for the sake of making me feel secure.

I don't want that.

If there is going to be any love between us, it has to be real.

I just thought i wanted to post something

2010-10-27T15:55:00.004+08:00

wow it's been such a long long time since i've posted something. I actually forgotten the existence of this blog.

After all these time I've been gone, I've went through so many ups and downs, so many till it even scares me.

This year I worked for the very first time in my life in a dessert cafe, went through PLKN, cried really hard from getting bombed by my mom because of my SPM results, broken some promises I made to myself, made new friends, lost a few friends, didn't get to go to Sunway University College, ended up in form 6, lost a love, found new love and so many more.

It's both a good thing and a bad thing since I've learnt so many things in life which helped me a lot till this day. One important thing I learnt that'd carved deep inside my head is, NEVER ever underestimate the future.

I've set my rules in life. I've been through what I never want to go through, and at the end of the day, I thought to myself.. Hey, it wasn't THAT bad actually.

Although there are some things we couldn't accept in life, if we keep running away from it, it'll find you all the more. If you are what you aren't supposed to be, or who you weren't used to be, accept it, and change it. How you act will become who you are.

Ciaoz for now.

I think I have ADHD

2010-02-21T20:43:00.006+08:00

After watching Percy Jackson, I went to check out what was ADHD (cuz they keep mentioning it). So what I found out was, ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder) can be defined as a chronic mental disorder which could be diagnosed since childhood and must be cured in time before they go into adulthood, cuz it can make it difficult for people to control their behaviours.

The causes of ADHD:

--A death or divorce in the family, a parent’s job loss, or other sudden change
--Undetected seizures
--An ear infection that causes temporary hearing problems
--Problems with schoolwork caused by a learning disability
--Anxiety or depression
--Insufficient or poor quality sleep
--Child abuse

After reading that I was like...uhuh... And then I found the list of symptoms:

--Be easily distracted, miss details, forget things, and frequently switch from one activity to another. Have difficulty focusing on one thing.

I guess everyone who knows me know that I have a bad habit of multi-tasking and forgetting what I did earlier and had to take at least a few hours to recall what I did.
I often leave my bag behind in the public toilet and other public places. I couldn't even recall taking a paper in an exam and it's like I've never seen that paper before, yet on that paper clearly showed my messy handwriting.
I get distracted just by little things like a small dot on the wall, a small ant on my table or any small noises. Every living thing and object placed on this earth is bound to make noises and I tend to just stop doing what I am doing and listen to everything around me.
I forget important things yet I remember some small unnecessary stuffs.

Okay, maybe that happens to alot of people and I thought those were just some bad habits of mine. But as the list goes on, it started to creep me out..

--Become bored with a task after only a few minutes, unless they are doing something enjoyable. Have difficulty focusing attention on organizing and completing a task or learning something new.

I guess people who read one of my earlier posts entitled, "Some of you may laugh, some of you may cry .....or some of you may fall asleep while reading this." know very well that the above statement (ADHD symptom) fits me perfectly. If those of you who havn't read that post, read it and you'll know what I mean. I mean... is this a coincidence or what??

--Have trouble completing or turning in homework assignments, often losing things (e.g., pencils, toys, assignments) needed to complete tasks or activities.

THIS is what everyone knows about me. I mean, practically EVERYONE who knows me. And the things that I often lose are my exercise books, plastic rulers, and water bottles. The people who were in the same class with me would know that very well.

--Not seem to listen when spoken to. Daydream, become easily confused, and move slowly

Not seem to listen when spoken to?? Ask Lily Sia cuz she knows it best (if she reads this she's gonna raise one of her eyebrows and say 'mmm??'), and also my co-workers and my boss cuz they have difficulty talking to me. Daydream, easily confused and move slowly? Those are what caused me to be mistaken as a problem child by my school teachers.

--Have difficulty processing information as quickly and accurately as others. Struggle to follow instructions.

Gosh. Now I'm starting to think that ADHD made me human. I had to repeat every single thing several times before I could grasp the whole situation especially instructions. My teachers have grown impatient of me cuz I'm always the one requesting for them to repeat everything they said in class. Sometimes I'd ask a question which I've already asked before again and again. Yep my classmates would know that very well.

--Fidget and squirm in their seats,
--Talk nonstop,
--Dash around, touching or playing with anything and everything in sight,
--Have trouble sitting still during dinner, school, and story time
--Be constantly in motion,
--Have difficulty doing quiet tasks or activities,
--Be very impatient,
--Blurt out inappropriate comments, show their emotions without restraint, and act without regard for consequences,
--Have difficulty waiting for things they want or waiting their turns in games.

If it's fidgeting on my computer chair, dining chair and touching everything around me, roaming around my house aimlessly, being impatient and showing my emotions without restraint(venting out my angery without much thinking), my mom would tell me she couldn't agree with me more by giving me a nag for 2 hours whole after she reads this.

And guess what, I have all the symptoms of ADHD!! But somehow I can't help but feel that this disorder is somehow pretty normal and widely diagnosed by alot of people that I know. If someone has the same situation as me, please inform me in facebook or on my tagboard.

okay?? =x

Exhausted.

2010-02-10T00:50:00.002+08:00

Can you believe that I actually have to work longer hours than my mom as a cashier?
If this goes on I think I might quit within a month.
I'll preservere though. I'll actually take it as an early training for me to prepare for my adulthood or lifetime career.
But counting other ppl's money and washing their saliva off the dishes for 12 hours straight is really tiring.
I guess I wont be going online often anymore..

Don't have to be the perfect woman

2010-02-06T16:31:00.004+08:00

Ever had a time where you couldn't sleep well at all every night?
That's how i spent my nights after SPM.
Feeling gloomy and unable to sleep.
Sometimes I even get angry at myself and at others for no particular reasons.
So I looked through my old diaries to see what went wrong.

Last night I read the part where I used to blame everyone else for my misery.
And then I realised that actually, the person I should have blamed the most was myself.
And another part was where I wrote about my biggest goal in life is "to become a better person so I could never be disliked by anyone at all, and I'll try my very best to become the kind of perfect girl that I have in mind, nice, caring, understanding, unselfish, tolerant, smart and beautiful outside and inside."

I've forgotten all about it.
When I read finish the whole dairy I couldn't help but laughed at how childish I was.
A few years ago I thought to myself, if I finish using up my diary, I'm gonna bury it.
But now i've changed my mind, I'll keep it for my descendants to read, cuz it's more interesting than a novel.

Seeing how the people I used to hate I became friends with in the end, how pissed I was at something that didn't even require my attention, how I used to call people who fart alot in front of my a 'skunk', and how I used to write alot of uneccesary crap (that I don't even understand now) just for the sake of writing my diary cuz I thought writing a diary was cool.
And in between those times, I saw/read myself change dramatically into another person for the best or for the worst.

But then I realised again, since I can't be how innocent I used to be, I guess I'll reread it to avoid those silly mistakes and make my life for the better.

Dead blog

2010-02-02T18:16:00.002+08:00

This is a blog.

This is a dead blog.

This is my dead blog.

This is my dead blog with full of crap.

This is my dead blog with full of my crap.

This is my dead blog with full of my crap that got me blogging.

This is my dead blog with full of my crap that got me sick of blogging.

This is my dead blog with full of my crap that got me sick of blogging but somehow made me want to blog again.

This is my dead blog with full of my crap that got me sick of blogging but somehow made me want to blog some crap again.

I just did.

random-ness

2009-11-07T21:12:00.003+08:00

A little girl made a prayer to God every night:

"Lord, if you could answer my prayer, bit by bit everyday, please make me beautiful.."

Beauty isn't all that matters.

But some people just couldn't understand that...

Some people..like me.

some of you may laugh, some of you may cry.....or some of you may fall asleep while reading this.

2009-10-15T20:12:00.006+08:00

I've been waking up ealy in the morning at 4 something almost everyday, just to think about what i'd do to make my class' movie/slideshow stand out among the other classes on Sejambak Kasih (or what they call..graduation banquet or ceremony..whatever..).

Well I HAD to get up early fully aware that i wont have the time to think about it later in the afternoon where i'd jump around my house while the music is booming on my loudspeakers, and I'd get tired after that and start to feel hungry, where I'd bring food upstairs to eat and then tried concentrating on finishing my homework and lose my concentration 5 minutes after that and start singing along with the loud music booming on my loudspeakers and look at my reflection in my pocket mirror, where I'd be hungry again about 20 minutes later and I'd get fed up and bring loads of food upstairs so I won't have to go all the way downstairs to get more, and without realising it I'd finish the large amount of food i brought upstairs within 10 minutes so i had to run downstairs along with the plates and trash to clear my study table, and I'd stare at my music player thinking of which song to play next which can help me avoid drowsiness because of waking up too early in the morning, so I can complete my homework. So I started doing my homework for half an hour but the music didn't work so I went to sleep in the evening and only wake up at about 11pm. In the end I ended up playing with my husband (the computer) and my boyfriend (the guitar) until 1am something and went to sleep and woke up early in the morning at 4 something am.

....

But anyway, I've finished filming everyone I wanted to film, took candid pictures, successfully editted, cut, and transitted them.......
well..at least half of it.

To my surprise, I did not sleep at all today. And only started feeling drowsy as I'm typing this.

It feels good to type some hardcore crap on my blog once in a while X)

random post

2009-09-22T12:49:00.001+08:00

I'm really mad at myself for not discovering this video sooner.

You guys gotta check this guy out, he's practically became my IDOL.
X)

Lists (revamped)

2009-09-17T20:34:00.003+08:00

The previous lists that are not in this one have been crossed out

THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1. Get more than 7 A's in SPM (i know i wont get straight)
2. Become a guitar pro
3. Become a piano pro
4. Become a singing pro
5. Find the purpose of living
6. Find out whether Miley Cyrus' best friend is really Taylor Swift just like she(miley) said.
7. Earn my first million
8. Finish reading the Bible
9. Duet guitar
10. Duet singing with someone who's good at singing
11. Become art pro
12. Challenge myself to not use my computer for more than a month
13. Conquer my fear of the dark
14. Create my own yoghurt recipe
15. Meet Johnny Depp (before HE dies la actually)
16. Read finish every single episode of Detective Conan
17. Make my sims give birth to 8 babies

THINGS TO DO AFTER SPM
1. Get a stylish haircut
2. Play the sims 3 like mad
3. Play the piano and guitar like mad
4. Work and earn money to go to college
5. Exercise everyday
6. Gain weight
7 Watch One Piece everyday
8. Learn how to hack
9. Burn my revision books
10. Get used to high heels
11. Get used to dresses
12. TRY to become feminine

Skipped school for the 20+ st/nd/rd/th time.

2009-09-17T20:19:00.003+08:00

What's so fun bout the sims 3?
It gets you addicted to it till you could play it for the entire day.
I skipped school specially to play it.
Okay that's not entirely true, its just nice to have a vacation at home once a while since i'm seldom home. (actually my mom told me if there's nothing important going on in school then i should just stay at home.)
So it's like this. I got my sims pregnant and she gave birth to twins, I wasn't aware of it, so I accidentally name the two babies with the same name. And when I realized it, it was TOO LATE.
I played it for almost the whole day without saving, regrettably. So I quit the game without saving it with a heavy heart. And now I have to re-relationship, re-propose, re-marry, and re-pregnant. T-T

Merdeka~~~for now...

2009-09-16T17:26:00.003+08:00

i was supposed to go watch The Orphan with Mandy today but she got sick so I had to watch it with Jason and his friends instead.
Apparently his friend who helped us book tickets booked seperate seats from the two of us =.= (it was a conspiracy)
anyway..
The movie kinda got me traumatized.
But overall, it was great!

-had a fun day bullying Jason (Ding)

Almost merdeka!

2009-09-11T22:44:00.000+08:00

13 papers down,
5 more to go!!

Closeness.Remember.Yearn. farewells.

2009-09-10T15:11:00.000+08:00

As usual.

People forget.

People leave, people walk away.

Another shitty paper

2009-09-10T14:33:00.000+08:00

Now I'm convinced I could totally flunk add maths.
I couldn't remember anything I revised this morning.
And what i meant by this MORNING, is 3.45 in the morning.
I slept at about 9 plus pm till 3.44am.
yeah.

and while I was revisng, (about 4 am something already)
I heard someone SINGING.
okay not exactly singing but humming a tune.
he/she/it just kept humming the same tune on and on and on.
Well I can't deny it was kinda creepy.
I tried to ignore it but the humming got LOUDER.
But if it's a ghost or spirit or something I wouldn't care either.
Curiousity kills the cat no matter how many lives it has.
I don't wana end up in singapore true ghosts stories or something,
(though I'm Malaysian)

Nothing much today..
met Joel and Jason and some other Indian guy on the way to the bus stop.
Talked to Joel Jason and the Indian guy.
Joel invited me to join his band!
He needed a singer.
I DO want to continue singing,
but..another band??
I havn't gave him an answer though, I hope he doesn't ask me to sing Paramore songs.
I'm getting really tired of singing their songs.
I mean...their songs are like, aren't in your voice range..
I mean its kinda like not within the low pitch nor the high pitch but stucked somewhere in the middle where your voice can hardly reach them.
For example (one of their songs); That's What You Get
You people have no idea how much I praticed to widen my voice range just to sing that song right.
And my former band even asked me whether I wana try out Decode.
So whenever people see me, they'd ask me this:

"eh yolanda i heard your band plays paramore songs!"
"uh..yea."
"can you sing Decode? Twilight soundtrack."

and I will be like..

wtf?

Well..I guess that's all for now.

The blogger is back..i think?

2009-09-09T18:05:00.001+08:00

Nothing much.

I just miss blogging.

I'm planning to move my OTHER blog from

Livejournal to Yola.

I know I havn't been updating my other blog either since like..

JUNE.

But I don't think I'll have the time to update cuz of my recent activites.

Yeah. Exams. The last word I wana see/hear on this earth.

Anyway,

exams are going pretty fine for me.

Which makes me worried, cuz I could just get through it so easily.

I don't get through exams that easily you see,

not a person who doesn't study.

Had modern maths paper today.

I had a shiiity time trying to solve the last question (cuz I didnt revise).

So I do what I usually do after exams..

Yol: "Eh, you know how to do the last question?"

Some ppl: "I didn't do the last question."

Yol: "Eh? You didn't have enough time to finish?"

Some ppl: "Noo..I chose not to do it. We can choose questions for the last section wad.."

Yol: "EH?! I didn't know! We can choose one ar??"

Some ppl: "Yea! you didn't know?? Choose 4 questions only!"

Yol: "EH?! Aiya! I blindy did everything! =/"

Some OTHER people: "This person never take exam before one.."

-.-"

So I've decided.

I'll start STUDYING!! (for the sake of not being clueless)...

after trials that is.