My bucket list before I turn 18.

1. Get a naval piercing.
I've been wanting to do this for AGES, since after I quit Poly, and I told myself that I'd do it before I started school in Curtin.
But then, I changed my mind again because I'm the world's greatest coward.
Anyway I heard that the healing process takes about a year, there would be this throbbing pain above your navel for quite some time, and that if you hit it by accident, you're gonna die of excruciating pain.
Still on the fence about this, but I really, really want one.
Emphasis on the really.

2. Get a second pair of ear piercing.
Since my earlobes are attached, there really isn't much space left after my first piercing so I'm not sure if a second one would fit but I'm still gonna try.
Afterall, it'll definitely hurts less than a septum piercing.
And I think my mom already gave her permission for me to get another pair the other day...

3. Get pink streaks in my hair.
Yes, this, this, this.
I'll be 18 in 2 months, which I think is already pretty old.
I won't stay young forever y'know, so I need to do this before I'm too old to do so, before society judges me for acting not my age.

4. Save up to at least 100 pieces of $5 notes.
I think I have about 35 pieces in my piggy bank (in this case a Le Petit Prince coinbox), not much because apparently I haven't been saving much money this year.
Telling myself to save money is almost like telling me not to breathe for 5 minutes, so I'll cut myself some slack and just save them $5 notes, the way Gwen taught me to *inserts wide smiley here*
And you might wanna know that I've been spreading the word on how to save, so Singapore may be facing a shortage of $5 notes in the near future.

5. Find a vampire and ask him/her to turn me.
Who's not after immortality? (;

6. Still believe in fairies, unicorns and dragons.
It is pretty childish/immature of me to admit it, but yes, I still believe in them, but who cares?
Judge me all you like, but if you didn't believe in them in some point of your life, you haven't lived.

I just realized that points 1-3 are like my way of showing some sign of teenage rebellious streak.
And that point 5 and 6 are about holding on to my childhood.

I have about 2 and a half months to accomplish half of these and I fully intend to do so (:

Peace out xx

So it's Sunday, I've procrastinated long enough to blog about school.
What can I say?
It was such a long and unbearable weekend.
Honestly, I think many people will kill to have that long weekend that I have but seriously right now, all I want is a normal 5 day school week.

Accounting on Monday.
I still have no idea how failure of business has anything to do with accounting but maybe it was just in introduction to the module.
I neither like nor dislike my lecturer, she's fine for now, until she decides to make life hell for anyone, we can only guess.
So apparently, it's the only module that I need to focus on because the other 3 are pretty much learnt before.

Communications I on Tuesday.
Ah, communications is just another English lesson, as far as I'm concerned.
Wrote a short 'essay' about time management.
Had to introduce Ben to the whole class.
What the heck is Skrillex (or however it's spelt), I have no idea, apparently it's his favorite music.
Met this Indo-Chinese guy called Steven, who has lots and lots of stories to tell about himself.
Ben and I were laughing so much to ourselves during our introduction to each other because Steven spent most of his time telling us all about him.
So Steven was supposed to introduce Sanly (another Indo girl), and he made so many funny mistakes that my lecturer, Anne Marie (which Steven called "Annie Marie"), had to correct him on so many occasions.
"Good evening everyone!"
-(Anne Marie interrupts saying that "Since you're in Singapore, now's afternoon." And I learnt that around 3PM in Indonesia it's already evening)-
"Okay, sorry, Ms Anne, Good Afternoons class!"
-("Steven, how many afternoons do you have in a day?")-
Blah blah blah.. "And her favorite song is 'Domino' by Jessie G"
-Everyone in class went, "HUH?! JESSIE J LA!"-
God, he was so hilarious, I couldn't stop laughing.
And there's a 24 (or 25) year old guy in my class, who studied in Vancouver, owns a Cartier watch and likes to drive fast cars.
He would totally have caught my eye if not for that really horrible attitude of superiority that he emits.
I think he just thinks that since he's the oldest student, we were all immature brats or something.
Oh well, his loss.

Marketing on Wednesday.
Jeffery, our lecturer, was really hilarious.
He kept cracking jokes about his single status and even offered tips to guys on how to chase girls with artificial roses and how to break up with them with a kit-kat (take a 'break', geddit?)
He calls himself "Eros" for the Greek God of Love and said that when he's tired, Cupid's his assistant.
He was a little too eccentric for me, but I think he's a pretty good and cool lecturer.
Except that he pretty much used my pencil case as an example of consumers.
The guy took my huge ass pencil case and went, "This, class, is an example of a girl. So many colored pens in her pencil case!"
Otherwise, he was pretty nice.

Math on Thursday.
What can I say, I tried running away from A Math but apparently it keeps chasing after me.
Learnt about surds and indices for our first lesson.
I was pretty lucky that it was one of the few topics that I was actually good at.
Pretty scared for the other topics and they're interlinked.
Classmathes were pretty annoyed that my lecturer kept using the full stop (.) as a multiplication sign (x).
Can't blame them though, I'd be annoyed too.

Anyway, can't believe I typed this in 15 minutes, sorry about my language, don't really have the time to check it right now.

Time to stop procrastinating and get back to studying my grade 8 theory.

Orientation was pretty fun.
Although I spent the first half sitting like some loner in my electric blue Aeropostale hoodie.
I quickly made some LOCAL friends who were taking the same course as I was.
Thank God for segregated orientations, I highly doubt that I would mix around with the international students (no offense targeted at anyone!) it's just that I'm more comfortable with people who speak the same slang as I do.

But it sucks that I'm like one of the oldest taking the Certificate IV...
Can't believe I'm so old already ufgh!!
And apparently I give off that "I'm really cool and composed" to people who don't know me.
Because they were pretty shocked that I was so lost during the making of the ID card.
And this guy was like "You looked so calm and composed when you were sitting there, but when you started speaking, all that impression went down the drain. You're so prancy, like a pixie. But you're wearing a blue hoodie, so now you're a smurf!"
Do I really give off such an impression?
He was really amused by the way I talked by the way, he kept laughing everytime I started asking questions.
Jeez.

Also, I got to choose my own timetable, it was really cool, except that most of the classes that I was taking this sem only has one class...
Such a failblog, but anyway, I don't have classes on Fridays.
Totally, TGIF on Fridays for me man! (:
Although that sinister smile that the Student Services guy was giving me when he said "Don't be too happy yet!" totally killed my mood..

But all in all, I pretty much enjoyed orientation..
Can't wait for school to start on the 27th!! (:

I'm officially resigned from GE.
Doing sorting and data entry for almost 3 months has got me to realize that if I don't do well in my studies right now, this job I'll be doing.. for the rest of my life.
Yup, I had to emphasize on that because, no, I don't want to do it for eternity.
3 months of working and not even earning enough to pay for one semester in my current college.
Makes me really appreciate the hard work my parents put in to pay for my college fees.

It's orientation day today.
And no, I didn't know it until last Saturday.
Apparently, the college "email-ed" me.
What a truckload of bullshit.
I check my email everyday, even my junk mail.
Had to cancel my date with the best friend.
We were due for some movie/shopping time.

I wonder what kind of people I'll meet during orientation.
Not international students yet because this orientation is just for local full-time students.
Chances of making friends with someone from another country is close to NIL..
Unless you're counting the PRC's, in which my Poly friends were cursing me to meet them.

I'm terribly excited, but scared at the same time.

In other news, I've managed to sell off the pair of RayBan's.
Hoping to get a new pair of aviators soon!

Wish me luck for today! xx

Hi mom, chances of you reading this is close to nil by I'm still gonna post it anyway.
I'll start off with how tough it is to be your daughter.
You keep saying that I'm a disappointment to you.
Honestly, I have no idea how, or what I can do to make you proud.
But it seems like no matter how much I try, I never once made you proud of me.
Nothing I do is ever right.
You point out all my flaws but you never seem to see your own.
You embarrass me in front of all your friends, calling me fat and ugly.
Not once, have you ever considered my feelings at all. Not once.
You have no idea how much it hurts when your own mother calls you ugly and useless.
It's much worse than getting bullied in school by strangers because it's your own flesh and blood relative.
Someone who carried you in her womb for nine months, picked you up after a fall and tells you to try again.
It hurts so freaking bad that not even words can describe the pain I'm feeling.
Just because I don't say anything it doesn't mean that I don't mind.
I don't say anything because I don't want to risk another fight with you.

I've never been a bad daughter.
I followed all your rules, never broke a curfew, never strayed to the wild side.
And yet, you don't trust me to be independent, to give me a chance to prove you that I can stand on my own.
You break down my confidence all the time that sometimes I really wished that I was never born.
Or at least most of the time I wished that one day I'll wake up and find that it's all a bad dream.
I always hoped I was adopted or something but all talks from your friends saying that I look exactly like you  just makes me doubt my theory.

It's so hard to be your daughter.
You expect the world from me, but I'm only as human as you are.
Im not perfect, no one is, but you can't seem to accept that simple fact.
You push me to my limits everyday and right now, I'm at the brink of despair.
I dot know what else to do anymore.
I don't want to try anymore because you'll just bring me down again.
Im just so scared to move on to the next step because you restrict me so much.
Im like this bird in the cage with an open door, but you keep a leash on my foot so I can't venture that far out.

Mother, I want you to know that I really want to be the daughter you want me to be, but it's almost impossible because you don't put any faith in me.

Im just crying as I type this because I'm so sick and tired of your constant nagging about how useless I am.
I'm so sorry, for being so useless and that I can't make you proud of me.

So, I just finished my second day at work.
Work is... pretty much boring.
Really boring actually.
But the pay's not that bad considering the fact that my highest cert is an O level cert.

A summary of what I do during work
1. Data Entry
Sounds boring but this is really damn easy thanks to the awesome technology they have implemented in their systems.
2. Cut the barricade thingys.
I don't really know what this is called but it's really.. Simple.
Juct cutting of stuff.
3. Tearing paper.
Yes, I tear those forms that people fill in.
So that it can fit into the scanner.
4. Make Coffee for myself.
I need 2 cups a day to stay awake throughout the whole day.
5. Slack and slack and slack when there's nothing to sort out.
Sometimes, there really isn't anything to do..
So we take five.. Or ten.. Or twenty more.

So yeah nothing much.
It's mostly boring stuff but... I get $$$ so... It's alright..

Anyway, I am trying really hard to remove the Gelish polish that I did less than 2 weeks ago.
Can't help but say, I am really disappointed with Gelish nail polishes.
Firstly, it's really costly.
Secondly, it WILL definitely chip even though it's not as fast as other polishes.
Thirdly, removals can only be found in nail shops and it costs 20 bucks to remove em.
Did I mention that it's expensive?
Sigh, doing some DIY removal now.
But my nails are in a really bad condition already ):

xx

Just came back from my Uncle Ernest's wedding with his beautiful, beautiful wife, Rachel, who's my aunt now.
For those of you who don't know, Uncle Ernest is just 10 years my senior and he was the motivational speaker for my sec 3 class this one time.

Them both dancing (:

So happy for them, I wish them all the best in their marriage, and hope they'll have children soon.
I had a really great time meeting up with my relatives, as it's been months since we've all seen each other.
From CNY to be exact, so yeah, long long time.

Also, it's my mom's birthday today.
I wanna wish her a very very happy birthday.

I love you lots and lots, even though I may not show it.
We may fight and argue all the time but you're the only one mother I have and I appreciate you so very much.
So thank you, for all your love, tears and dedication.

xx

I have to say...
W O W.
I have almost completed a term in SP.
I survived.
And boy I'm so ever glad that I chose to go to Poly.

I love my classmates, especially Gwendolyn, Jeremiah and Urth.
These three stuck by me since the day we met and have put up with my awesomeness.
Strike that, I'm kidding, my craziness I mean.
They're all as crazy themselves though...