There's nothing quite like the peace of a quiet afternoon after school, chilling on your bed with a laptop, classical music playing in the background, and Plurking with your loved one. :)

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Went to Artgogo Art Camp again today at The One Academy in Penang island. I missed camp yesterday due to the inability to wake up from my slumber after not hearing my alarm ring. -.-

The activities planned for today were quite enjoyable, mug painting and learning how to use Photoshop to edit one's wretched face - like muah's. We had a nice time designing our mugs. My mug was pinkish and pale yellow, with a theme of Owl City's Strawberry Avalanche, and frankly I love it! Hahaha. Apparently the judges do too - and I won a T-shirt at the end of the day. Yayyyy! Honestly, this is my first time winning a prize for something that I drew. I have never won an art contest or got an award for my handiwork, ever, lol. So imagine the thrill I must have felt. Hehehehee!

The Photoshop editing session was.. joyful. We were assigned to smoothen some faces with the program. In the past, I have already learned to never underestimate the power of Photoshop, as you never knew what it was capable of. And there was this guy with acne alllll over his features, and after some pizazz his face become as smooth as a baby's hide, and he almost looked handsome! Almost. Hahaha.

They took our pictures and after some tutorials, got us to edit pictures of ourselves. Ohmigod I swear that picture of me seriously looks disgusting. And I don't know how to work Photoshop well so there was no way that I could beautify that hideous picture of me by much. So the outcome was... stunning. Ahaha. In a bad way. On the other hand, they also got us to "alienify" ourselves, using the Liquify function to make ourselves look as otherworldly as possible. Ahahaha. That was seriously amusing, if you finished early and had time to survey other people's work. LOL.

Due to the shortage of battery on my mobile phone, a result of of too much Angry Birds by our lovely Marissa, my battery drained, fast. By midday already half the battery life of my poor phone had already dissipated, so I didn't really have a chance to take some nice shots of our artwork... so maybe uploading pictures for this post will be slightly delayed, as I need to steal some photos from Marissa. Hehehee. And by the way, we went so early today, at around 7:40am, until the guard had to open the doors for us. Lol.We were seriously punctual ladies. Hehehee! :DDD

So this was the sole day that I went to this camp, and although our group consisted of people who weren't very cooperative, much like the group from my previous venture into The One Academy, we didn't win the 'best team group' prize, although there were only 2 groups this time, a serious decline in numbers if compared to the previous holiday camp held last November.

I don't mind though. I had fun today painting. I know myself - I love to draw, I love art, I love all the pwetty things. :D

 

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I was so happy that day. :)

Ever so happy.

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It was Friday, the day we all had been looking forward to all week. You know, although it's the holidays, all of us feel as if we have no spare time left after all the hustle and bustle of tuitions, school activities, crap projects, and whatnot. So after much effort, we gradually planned a gathering on a day that everyone could make it, which was yesterday, the Friday on the first week of the holidays. And gosh, did it take a while for us all to come to a final conclusion.

Originally they planned to go to MH's in the morning. And since I missed my dental appointment on Wednesday, I had to go again on Friday, which was about the only time they had which was close by to the previously appointed date. So I only arrived home at about 1:30, after my sister went to buy some bread and solution for her contact lenses. Trust me, I was counting the seconds down! I could not wait to get home. I was just so eager to get to MH's and join the fun, since obviously, I was running quite late, as Ming Wern and Marissa and Danny were already present at his abode.

It was my first time driving alone. Haha. Thank the gods I'm not jittery and so worried about driving anymore. So that's how I offered that I fetch Jesse and Yeevon from their homes to MH's. It was such an adventure! Driving alone to Yeevon's... and her getting onto my car and laughing... and saying it just doesn't feel right and "I'm so not used to it!" Hahaha. We chatted someways on the way to Jesse's, as Jesse was running a little late.

Frankly, I felt a little nervous on the route to MH's, as I thought the road was somewhat altered by the never-ending construction that's ever going on in that area of our town, but in the end it turned out all right. Nothing much was changed just like MH said, and I heaved a sigh of total relief.

I still couldn't believe I was actually driving... (driving!) to MH's house. Hahaha. After dreaming for such a long time.  


So this was it. I pulled into the driveway of MH's lane... to find that, there was no parking space. Epic fail. I called him... to be told to "park further". *eyeroll*  Okay.. further then. Lol. And we went to Min Huang's house!!!!

He ushered us upstairs once we got in. Ming Wern, Marissa and Danny were already there the minute I turned the doorknob into his room. Tungtungfish was to arrive later. We hung around in his room for a little bit... until I was to fetch Ming Wern who was determined to get to Chemistry tuition.

So I drove there, with Marissa reluctantly tagging along. Halfway there, she made the decision to not go to tuition, dumping Ming Wern alone at tuition. Hehe! Okay... so maybe she wasn't alone.. she still had Hui Ting and Esther's companionship. And we plotted to fetch back her reeeeeeeeeeeeeally late. Muahaha.

We got back to Min Huang's, and put on a horror movie. The first one was lame, so they switched to watching Mirrors 2. I've seen the first movie, it was ohmigosh, SCARY. I don't wanna go into details since it's practically midnight now. Moving on.... anyway I opted out of the movie, and went upstairs to join Marissa who refused to watch horror films in the first place... and instead, she watched some Japanese... craft show? (or something resembling that) on YouTube. Haha.

Then it was time to go fetch Ming Wern Tan back from Chemistry tuition, along with Hui Ting. =.=
Okay... so in Yeevon's company again I drove there... and they got on the car.. and we got back to MH's house again. OKAY THE MOMENT THAT THEY GOT INTO THE CAR, we were so freaking HIGHHHHHHHHHHH. Heck yes!(:

After returning, we got a little high in MH's room cause it was Hui Ting's first time in there. So we chilled for a while before we went downstairs to prepare dinner. Danny was the one who diced the chicken for his spaghetti sauce, and he and MH teamed up with the pasta. Ming Wern and Yeevon were slicing the cucumbers and the lettuce. Marissa was intent with preparing her salad, decorating it ever so expertly and claiming that hers was decorated much nicer than Min Huang's. HEHEHE.

Hui Ting, Jesse and I, originally, skipped to the television while they prepared dinner. After a while, I got bored of the show, (and of course a little guilty!) and strutted to the kitchen to see what I could do to help - it was when I spotted some tins of Campbell mushroom soup resting on the countertop and decided to land a hand in the preparation of dinner. Jesse and Hui Ting came by not long afterwards. Hui Ting was assigned to open the tins of soup. (and after much effort) she managed to open it. YAY! 3 cheers for HT HEHEHE.

So we cooked the soup. I poured the contents of the tin into the pot while King Mah stirred the mixture. (What a rarity! You don't see a King cooking every day. Haha.) So we took a picture of it!






THE BBQ OFFICIALLY BEGAN!

And then we feast. HEHEE!

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Hi ho. It's the first of June!
Well I'll be.
The killer exams are over, and it's Tuesday, the holidays! ... and entering Wednesday though, 'cause it's once again, midnight.
:( Seriously I've gotta say, I'm a busy girl. My holiday schedule's already jammed packed with who-knows-what and I find myself following this routine I've set for myself.
Let's see how my holiday has progressed so far:

Wednesday (straight after school dismisses and exams are done) - we went to Jusco for the post-midterm celebration, marking an end for 3 weeks of endless struggle and painful torture of cramming facts til early in the morning and being forced to sit in the exam hall to answer exam questions for 5 hours a day (at least) almost every day for the last 3 weeks. And let's not forget the preparations that were to be done prior to the exams. So which student can deny that exams undeniably suck? I think not, even the brainiacs who conquer the top ranks in the whole form. (Or maybe they do, I have no clue)

Here we are :)

Thursday - Due to the immense fun we had the day before, I couldn't crawl up to get to school. Thus, I double missed school and Scrabble practice... which is the biggest mistake I could have made in my entire life. Let's not go into that, breaks my heart just talking about it...

Friday - Went to school for a while for Scrabble practice, while exam results were being given out in class (luckily I had an excuse to NOT be in that place of death) and instead I was at the canteen playing Scrabble. We went there straight after the pointless and boring assembly. I have just gotta say one thing: Spending an entire day in the canteen is no doubt, HOT. I have no idea why - maybe it's the crowd that's always present in the canteen that constantly makes it feel stuffy there, or the absence of sufficient fans to fulfill the needs of the never-ending hustle and bustle of the canteen, I'm not so sure. But the point is: a whole day spent in the canteen ain't pleasant.
After 12 I went back home to pack for the KL trip, gushing to school at 1:30pm just in time for the van to Queensbay Mall. We spent an hour waiting for our ride to KL there. Honestly, I didn't expect much of the bus. When they mentioned "we were to go to KL by bus", I didn't give much thought to it, I thought they simply meant the normal bus, the usual one that we went on last time at the Butterworth ferry terminal. But when we were bound for the bus that arrived at 4.30pm, I gaped. I literally opened my mouth and gawked. It was a DOUBLE DECKER BUS, Double Decker! In Malaysia! I have a vague memory of my dad mentioning one when he saw it on the road but I didn't give much thought to it before, but who knew, I got a chance to ride on it! Hahaha. My very first time.
So we got on the bus. (Okay, one might think that it would be very amusing to be so excited over getting on a bus, but heck! This is so not a normal bus.) And we continued gawking. Mouths agape. We were seated on the upper deck of the bus, and before going up the stairs I caught a glance of the deck below. There was a Malay lady snuggled cozily onto the seat, and it looked so comforting! And when I got to my very own seat at the 2nd or 3rd row, the seats there... were no doubt, huge. I was assigned beside Zi Wei and both of us couldn't stop gaping at Mr Pius. He only gave a very smug grin. "The school is sponsoring you people such good transport. So you people better do well in the competition" said he.
So we were on board and on the way to our destination. There was a stewardess-like person serving us on the bus (!!!) and it was no different than getting on the plane. Seriously. They welcomed us with the microphones and stuff and said that there was DINNER to be served a little later on, HEADPHONES available for entertainment and even a TOILET. (ON A BUS!!!!) Okay. We were all majorly freaked. LOL. We couldn't believe our senses.
Dinner was served, something from the Chicken Rice Shop, and some refreshments too. Of course, there were also blankets (!!!) later on, and the headphones. We literally could not stop gaping at what the bus offered.
The trip was long, though. We only reached Subang Jaya at around 9:30pm. Then we checked into our hotel, where I got a separate room as all my other mates were guys, and freaked for a little while. I was seriously scared that someone (or something!) would appear out of the blue and pull a practical joke at me. Luckily nothing happened. I proceeded to bath and unpack and memorized my word list, after discovering that the iPad charger I brought didn't work. Oh well. I still lived. I didn't get to read many words though, because I couldn't resist and fell headfirst to lalaland.

Saturday - FIRST DAY OF THE NATIONALS. I went there totally unprepared. Yes, I read the wordlist, and I thought I got most of it.. but who knew, I was SO wrong. Since I haven't played Scrabble in like, at least 2 months, my skills, naturally, deteriorated. Let's just say me, with skills next to nil, and luck like golden crap, I lost the first round, and the second round, OH-SO-UNFORTUNATELY, I got the famous Scrabble player that was famed to knock the socks off losers like me. So I lost by 200+. Luckily I won the 3rd and 4th game. And so on... until I lost again. Jeesh. I didn't know what happened to me. I couldn't stop myself to losing! I knew some of my opponents were easy to beat... but I just couldn't do it. I kept making stupid words that were only like <10 marks or <20 marks. Which was SUCH a waste. Seriously. I have no idea what happened to me then. Let's just say I went back after the first day utterly depressed, and vowed that I'd do better on the second day.
At night we went to Sunway Pyramid for dinner. We had Carl's Junior for dinner. And wow! The burgers there were delicious! They totally owned McDonald's dumb burgers by leaps and miles. Alvin could not stop doing those insanely cute yet silly actions that left Zi Wei reeling on his heels, and laughing like a total maniac. Hahahahaha. He couldn't stop stuffing fries into his mouth and grinning with fries as his teeth. HAHAHAHA. Ohmigod. That moment was just classic!

Sunday - We woke up, had a quick breakfast at a Malay shop, and since it was still early, went back to our respective rooms to pack and for me, reading the wordlist as I was determined to win a few rounds today, and at last leaving for the colourful building that housed our competition destination at around 8am. When the competition started, I won, 1 round, 2 rounds, 3 rounds... *grins*.. until I met Wei Zhe as my opponent. During our match he kept teasing me and argh, I beat him, fair and square, and after he lost, he was such a sore loser! ... kept coming back and complaining that he could have won me by 2 marks if he didn't challenge my word, which was YON. Hahahaha. But I won anyway. Then he cursed me to lose the next match. And fine, I did lose, all thanks to him, and I got all the stupid tiles that were mostly vowels and 1 marked consonants, while my opponent got all the beautiful power tiles. Fine... after that accursed match I won yet another one. And then he cursed me again. And I lost til the end... devastated. -.-
Whatever. I went home slightly... dented. Luckily I didn't get gnawed on by Mr Pius as that is the very thing that I am afraid of upon coming here. Phew. I should really practice more for future matches... and not let dumb things such as exams limit me from doing so...
We didn't even sit for the prize-giving ceremony, as no one from our group got the top 10. So we just gushed out and caught a bus to KL Central, the place we went last time, only last time we went there on the MRT. Hahaha, I totally miss Ivy's companionship. Being the only girl there's pitiful. You get bullied by a buncha juniors. =/ Awwh.
Met a new friend there though. A girl from St George's. She went there totally alone, without anyone's company. That's seriously brave if you ask me. To and fro by plane, the way she went there. Turned out that we were on the same flight. And we chatted for a while before we boarded the plane that was to send us home. I couldn't find her after we landed in Penang, though. Maybe she did wait for me... I don't know. When I wanted to look for her on Facebook I couldn't find her page, although she said she did have an account there. Odd... til now, I can't seem to contact her.

Monday - I went to bed at 1 am the previous night, and I slept til 11:30am - a record, since I haven't slept to that hour in a long time. I was SO tired. I still had tuition at 1pm. Total torture. Went to Chemistry tuition slightly late, because Grandma wanted to trade her car for my dad's humongous black one, for my pleasure to practice driving before I'm ready to drive some bigger, more expensive cars... and to not be totally scared of driving int he future. I went there and couldn't seem to take in what the teacher was saying, I had a hacking cough and runny nose, and was very, very tired. I managed to doze off a little while when the teacher was talking crap, and woke up a little while later feeling slightly better. Jesse came to my house afterwards, since we had piano later on at 4pm. Piano was immensely BORING. The teacher was giving us intensive Aural lessons and I couldn't stop looking at the clock til it reaches 6pm. It ended anyway, thank God! I had tuition at night too, but I was dead tired and couldn't take it anymore so I went to sleep and ditched it. Hahaha yay. So much for Additional Mathematics. Woke up at around 1, plurked a bit, and went to sleep again.

Tuesday - Mom woke me up to go to Subway for breakfast, as usual. Although I slept so much the night before I still couldn't crawl outta bed, like a normal person would. So my sister and I got nagged after we failed to get out of my personal heaven after even her had finished bathing. I drove there on my Grandma's car and failed to park straight. Oh well. My parking skills still have room for improvement. Had 2 tuitions in the afternoon - Biology and Piano, yet again. What a boreeee! I could literally sleep there and then, it was so boring and I felt so dozy, welcoming sleep if it was the finest meal one could ever have. I resisted, though. Although I kept leaning on Jesse, hehe, but let's not mention about that. After the lesson, thankfully, I survived it. I couldn't be happier to see the clock strike 6 and my mom coming to fetch me back!!! And when I went home - what a surprise, my dad's new car's here. His PRETTY CARRRRRRRRRRR! It's so prettyyyyyy! It's a convertible and you could like open the roof. LIKE WOW. I haven't had a chance to ride it yet but I'm really looking forward to it. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Went to Jusco at night to stock my shelves, since it was almost deprived of anything edible. Then we came back home... and went to Haagan Dazs again, since my mother had some free gift vouchers, but I was unprivileged to have any, since I'm having this STUPID COUGH that's stopping me from enjoying life. =/
(But I still can enjoy life when sitting in my dad's new car! Hehehehee!)
Of all the stupid things I'd do.. lolol.
In the end I just sat there, and watched my sister and mother eat ice-cream, literally drooling. =.=

Wednesday - It's TODAY! I woke up early in the morning hoping that my friends would come here and begin our stupid projects, the infamous Add Maths project (whatever that is) and the NiE Magazine. I have no idea of how to do both. And after hours of waiting... they still haven't turned up now. Guess they aren't coming. LOL. So I'm free for the day, free to blog. :)
Going to do my braces later on... hopefully it'll be out soon. I've been already wearing these for 2 years and a half. A darn long time if you ask me. =/
Hopefully I get to go there and play too. HEHEHE. Or maybe better! GO THERE IN THE NEW CAR.

Thursday - I'll have Chemistry tuition tomorrow, and a piano lesson at 3pm. Another busy day...

Friday - BBQ DAY! Going to my darling's house for a barbeque session. HEHEHEE. OMG I can't wait! It'd be a total blast, like last time. :DDDD

Saturday - Artgogo camp. Although I have no idea of how I am going to go there, since I can't drive there as I don't know the way and I'm not yet a very steady driver... still pondering of a way to get across to the island, before 9am on the 4th.

Sunday - Artgogo art camp again. Hopefully I can make it there.

Monday - Chemistry tuition again. 1-3pm. Maybe we can go for karaoke afterwards :)

Tuesday to Friday - I'LL BE IN HONG KONG FOR A HOLIDAYYY :DDDD  hope it's not too hot there though :D

Saturday - Aww the holidays are about to end. Another normal weekend for me before school reopens and hell relishes its worst again. Add Maths tuition in the afternoon.

Sunday - Violin in the morning. And I think it's time to go to PJO and PPO practice, since it has been at least 2 months since the last time I've been there.


And I think, that, sums out my holidays. =/
2 weeks are seriously not enough!
Then again, it's my SPM year. Any spare playtime has to be reduced.
Meh. Like I said before, exams suck.

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It's yet the period of exams.
And how I loathe it!

I'm supposed to be studying History. And I will do so, later. I do not plan to get some sleep tonight anyway.
History's much much more important right now.

Sigh. Now, straight to the point.
I'm so bugged! I'm terribly horribly disturbed by your withdrawal from me.
I wonder how long am I gonna take it until I finally explode, and *poof* there I am headed for oblivion.

But enough of the melancholic thoughts. It's gonna be the death of me one day. I'll just instead, dwell into the memories that were you and I. :)


(: Remember? One sunny afternoon, you and I were heading hand in hand, to an old playground. And there was nobody in sight - perhaps for a few dudes playing basketball in the distance. We lay down under the tree, in the cool shade, eyes glued to each other, a wry smile playing on each of our faces. The atmosphere was filled with so many vivid colours! You were there, and I was there, and there would be no other wonder. There was a mild breeze, ruffling our hair, and your curls that were just so sweet as you took my hand and we were wandering across the field, admiring the neighbour's cat, and darting as fast as arrows once we saw any significant movement in the distance. And you dragged me along the entire compound, and finally settling us in the cozy bench, camouflaged yet again by some luscious trees. We closed our eyes, and that was when the magic began. It was an afternoon that never seemed to end. Just you and I, in solitary, beneath an atmosphere of vibrant colour.

(: I recall burying myself in your arms, in a dark, cozy corner with all the curtains closed. And we were whispering ever so softly, playing my iPod, together, in the semi-darkness. You pulled me so close, until I could feel the rhythm of your breathing. Jagged breaths that suggested adrenaline pouring through your veins. I loved the feeling. I loved the tingling in my senses that only you manage to do. I loved those secret moments we hid in our treasure chest of memories.

(: I remember that afternoon, such a long time ago, once a rainy September afternoon, the first time there was you and I. My heart gives a little jump every time I think of you. We were 15, ever so shy, yet ever so curious, wanting to try out what we had set for ourselves. That drizzly afternoon. You and I, were ever so distant. We grew closer as every moment passed, as we finally joined hands and headed up and down the little alleyway, like awkward little children that have just started learning to walk. Yet the feeling was unprecedented, it was downright amazing, nothing that I've ever experienced before. Our hearts couldn't stop beating, as we grew accustomed to each other's presence in this solitary alleyway. I embrace the memory.

(: I feel the weight of your body against me, the feel of your fingers as they wound around mine, your velvety voice so gentle that you could lull a baby to sleep as you chant my name as you played with my hair. That is how I feel when I'm with you - not someone to please, but, someone who will always be there for me, to be here with me whenever I am unwell or at fault, and in short, my protector.

(: You called me. How could I forget? You do care about me, I now understand. We talked for an hour. It was absolute bliss! It was like all the other memories kept surging through me at that moment. It was like what we used to do when we were younger. You'd call me at 3am, and ask me how I was managing with my studies. Coffee was essential back then. And there is this aroma in my house, that so reminds me of you, because when you called me at 3am, I would mostly be there, busy burning the midnight oil, as I always do.


I smile upon those thoughts as they flashed through my mind in this dreary night, after everything that has befallen us hours before. And I wish, everything would recover, and we'd again get to embrace these treasures, and stow them up, locking them tight, us being the only gatekeepers to this sanctuary.

Mere words are not enough to describe my intense emotions for you, and I hope you understand me well when I tell you that I, with all my heart, love you.

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