My future plan if I 'fail'
05.30.06 (8:29 pm) [edit]2 more papers to go: Statistics 2 (Friday) and Literature (next Thursday). Then on Friday, I go back home! Woohoo... 
I'm never going to step in this place again, muahahahaha... Anyways, the paper just now (Pure Maths) was aight for me, I already lose 12 marks for the questions on Vectors. Don't really like vectors. Well, I hope I'm never going to touch vectors ever again.
I already planned what to do if my results sucks. Take Culinary Arts, I so love to cook all kinds of dishes and bake all kinds of cookies and cakes. I don't know whether my parents will agree to it or not, but why wouldn't they? Since I can get to cook for them, wah, everyday eat special food. I also thought of opening an organization to feed the poor, well, at least I did something to my country. I can also venture into catering business, open restaurants...list goes on and on, but definitely I'm not going to cook on show. Haha, camera-shy. The more I think of it, the more I want to quit M _ _ _. I can't imagine myself working as a teacher in a yah environment for over 10 years. Just 2 years in this place, already made me almost insane. I don't think I want to lose my sanity working for them. Plus, my friend just told me what happened to a certain teacher - she became crazy because working in a yah school, applied for transfer but in the end got rejected. No way man, I'm going to risk my life (literally) becoming a teacher for M. My friend also said that we're being used to teach yah children, who will one day turn on us in the future. Oh boy, if I tell my parents about this, I wonder what will they say....'well, you just finish your bond with M, then you work for a private institution' or 'no matter where you go, there will always be yahs, so learn to adapt'...urgh, typical answer. I know the course would be expensive (RM44000++), since I'm going to do it private, but I've already decided this is what I want and the future seems broader. My friend and I also decided to open a company and we already have a target to hit it big when we're 30. Hmm, not bad...
If I'm a teacher, I will only be confined to just the four courners of the classroom and won't be able to exercise my full potential. Hehe. Bottom line, I want to do Culinary Arts! Be a renowned chef in Sarawak! Muahahahhahahahah....(I think I should cut with the evil laugh. :p)
Don't bother
05.17.06 (9:10 pm) [edit]I just came back from my 2-weeks break, and I feel so energized! For two weeks, I'm very amazed to find people in the dorm got skinnier. Oh my...must be the exam stress. Before I arrived home, my dog died - poisoned by the neighbours who hate dogs. Then, my puppy died for the same reason. Right now, another puppy of mine is also sick, but he's fighting it, very brave of him, just like the mother. Supposed to study during the study leave, but I should say most of the time I spent watching television, didnt' go out much, but even at home, there're lots of temptation. So now only I start poring over my books. I've Lit paper tomorrow, don't know whether I'm prepared for it or not. You know, I can't wait to get out of here for my 6-weeks break. I've already planned what to do during the holidays and I've packed my stuff already. You won't believe it if I tell you that I packed my things immediately I came back from the holidays. How fast is that? =)
#@?%!
05.11.06 (8:04 pm) [edit]"...but please ( ) dont do this next time.Dont expect anyone to finish ur job for you" I was extremely upset when I got this message.
"You owe me two explanations. About the quality of the gifts u bought 4 d best dressed. And where did d remaining rm127 go. I want to hear fr u when u get back." I was also upset and pissed off by this message. I thought I gave that person all the receipts for the expenditure. This is getting so complicated. I never thought that coming back home would create lots of problems in school.
I can't even expressed myself right in this blog. My brain feels so numb and tired. I got exams in a few days time and my chest feels so tight, feels like someone is strangling my neck, due to pre-exam stress.