Yes, it's all good

Just occured to me that we look rather like the 3 bears family...there's papa, there's mama and there's baby bear hahaha. What do you guys think? :P

Anyway...first things first.

Accounting Unit 2 300/300 A (a)

Accounting 600/600 A (a) PASS

(A/N: *speechless*)

Chemistry Unit 5 83/90 A (a)

Chemistry Unit 6 115/120 A (a)

Chemistry 559/600 A (a) PASS

(A/N: Sorry Mr. Yeap...no full marks this time hahaha..I did forget the bond angle in Unit 6 after all)

Economics Unit 5 86/90 A (a)

Economics Unit 6 105/120 A (a)

Economics 568/600 A (a) PASS

(A/N: Unbelievable! I never dreamed to score near perfect marks for U5! It's common knowledge that you should thank God if you even PASS U5)

Core Mathematics 4 80/100 A (a)

Statistics II 97/100 A (a)

Mathematics 559/600 A (a) PASS

(A/N: Phew just made it with that 80 there! So grateful, thought I was going to fail; especially since I left the last question completely blank!)

So there are the final marks, and all in all there's 4 As in the bag :)

But that's not the whole story..there was quite a little bit of drama before we arrive at that happy moment when your eyes quickly scan the results slip...and you realise that the only alphabet you see is 'A'.

Okay it all started because I slept late. The previous night I meant. I think my mum was right in asking "What on earth were you doing until so late?" Good question. I was actually reading the football news online and aimlessly skimming through FB. All of which could have easily been done in the morning or the afternoon or..well in short anytime but that time. Maybe I was afraid to go to sleep, because it meant that the morning would come too soon...some sort of inside denial now that I look back on it.

Whatever it is, the point was I only slept past 2 am. And I was supposed to get up at 9.15 am. Plenty of time to watch the clock tick ever closer to the fateful hour of 10.00 am. One moment I was drifting off into a thankfully dreamless abyss and the next my mum was saying, "IT'S ALREADY 9.45! WHY ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?!" Oh my goodness! Why hadn't the alarm clock gone off? Well, I only found out the answer last night: In my haste/carelessness, I had set it to 9.15 PM. So smart, so smart...but anyway, there was no need to describe the crazed manner in which I had to get ready. 10.15 am, and Brian called, saying that there were already loads of people there. Oh rats. Add to that the fact that I decided to change what I was wearing at the very last minute, the earring refusing to fit into the right hole, just a few bites of banana at breakfast making me feel sick; and you have all the ingredients for an absolutely disastrous day.

Finally arrived at 10.35 am thereabouts. Wow, he wasn't joking, the lower foyer was PACKED. Full of people clutching their results slip. I spotted Brian and Eu Jinn and made a beeline for them. And that's when the story takes a nasty turn for the worse. Something didn't feel right about the whole thing...Eu Jinn rushed up to me and said congratulations. ? I hadn't even collected the slip...Speaking of the slip...OMG. MY FREAKING ID! I forgot to bring it! No sweat Brian says. You can use your IC. Or driving license. The stupid part? I forgot to take my entire wallet out of my office bag. ****! I have a hazy idea of myself screaming dementedly, rushing outside to call my mum to bring my wallet. Ah...let's skip that part can we haha. All I remember was that I didn't care if I looked silly, I just wanted my results! I couldn't bear watching everyone else clutching their slips and already knowing their marks. It was agony. Li-Wei, Tasha and Joo came along to collect their results. Btw Brian and Jia Ern were already celebrating their 4As, sadly turkey had missed out on the World Award he wanted so badly by 18 marks; he scored a 282 for Acc 2.

But by far, the funniest reaction came from Tasha. Well not exactly funny, I wanted to laugh because it was so...unexpected. Upon collecting her results, she pointed to her results slip where she had obtained a B for Econs, and kept on saying, "Are you sure that's the final mark? Are you very very sure?" To which turkey and I reassured her that it was. And to my surprise and slight amusement, tears welled up in her eyes! She was just speechless with joy! Aww it was so sweet. I guess she had really been expecting to fail or something. I just feel sad that some of our classmates who hadn't done so well seemed to dissapear into the background back home though...but I guess that if I were in their shoes I would just want to go home and fall apart in private. Please don't feel sad guys, as long as you did your best you can take heart from that.

A few minutes later; to my horror, they started lining up all the 3 and 4As achievers for the photo shoot! I was sick at heart. I couldn't line up because I hadn't got my results yet! Imagine getting all dressed up in the stuffy shirt for nothing! Feeling really despondent, I flopped down at one of the empty registry tables; with T-Z being next to me. One of the attendants smiled at me, and I asked hopefully, "Can I just see?" The other Indian lady whom I recognized as being the nice lady who had helped me register for my LAN subjects last year smiled and asked me why I hadn't collected my slip yet. With a twinge of embarassment, I said that I had forgotten to bring my wallet.

What happened next...well, I will forever be grateful to her. She asked why I hadn't gone to the Registry to get a slip acknowledging that I had forgotten to bring my ID but which authorised me to collect the results anyway. I wailed that I had no IC to verify it, but she told me to drop her name; Sharon and just to try anyway. I had nothing to lose, and my desperation was compelling enough for me to risk it. I hurried to the Registry and explained my predicament. I was careful to mention the name Sharon and somehow, I think that was what made it work. Unbeknowing to me, Brian had followed me to the Registry. Probably was going to hound my every step until I got the slip! Anyway, this horribly sour-faced lady came out and wrote the permission slip for me, shooting murderous glances at me eventhough I had done her no wrong. But even her grudging manner and sour-puss attitude could not mask my elation and had it not been for those accursed heels, I swear I would have sprinted all the way back to the lower foyer. No words could describe the triumph I felt. But in hindsight, triumph at what? I hadn't gotten my results yet. Just a ticket to get them half an hour earlier.

Back at the table, the ladies smiled to see me, and handed me the slip. The moment of truth. I steeled myself not to look at the Accounting marks first, but ran my eyes downwards..A..A..A.................A! YES!

And then...

There it was: Accounting 2 300/300.

OMG.

(A/N: I swear that expression was invented for scenarios just like this!)

I think I just kept on shrieking OMG like 10 times or something, I just couldn't believe what I was seeing. The ladies and Brian and Jia Ern were bending over the slip too, as if to verify that I wasn't having an optical illusion. I mean, you can go on and say that I shouldn't be surprised, I should expect this...blahblahblah but the truth is, I don't expect it. I really don't. Sure, a tiny part of you knows that you can achieve it but there's a big difference between dreams and reality. I'd always wanted to emulate my cousin Sarah, for winning a World Award (she got Further Maths, but unfortunately I'm not a maths genius) and getting her name in the papers and HELP brochures. Everyone dreams of winning a World Award. But I don't tempt fate by telling myself that I'll surely get it because I don't want to end up dissapointed.

And the rest of the morning...well let's just say it was one of the best times of my life. Ever. Everything seemed twice as funny and it seemed like our adrenaline levels were at record highs. I had no idea what we were gibbering about but it just seemed that we were taking the mickey out of everything and everyone. It's always nice to celebrate with friends who did well as well, so it was really great that Brian and Jia Ern were there to lark around with. When your friends don't do well, you just automatically have to make yourself not so loud or exuberant; and try not to say anything insensitive or hurtful because you know exactly how bad your friends are feeling, and how badly they must be hurting. And because you know deep inside, that it could easily have been you. Comfort them, that's all we can do.

The photo shoot was extraordinarily boring. The line was supremely long and we constantly found ourselves at the back of the queue no matter how many times we tried to 'cut line'. I found the group photo shot a little funny (but silly); the photographer made us close our eyes, turn our heads to the left, wave our hands in the air...it's a good thing all of us were in the best of moods or he could easily have been the subject of much grumbling!

I'm going to sign off here for the time being..it's been an extraordinarily long post and I fear I've been rambling for far too long. Last note: I celebrated by eating a cheesy seafood rice dish that cost RM 20..double what I usually spend on lunch. Oh and I ate it alone. So take heed guys...I want a proper celebration okay! If not I'm not belanja-ing ANY of you :D

PS Congratulations to Frankie for equalling Jimmy Greave's record of 132 Chelsea goals. Now, 19 more to break the 150 mark.

Midweek BPL:-

Chelsea 3 Sunderland 1

Burnley 1 Man Utd 0 (hahaha)

Liverpool 4 Stoke 0

Tottenham 5 Hull 1

How la?

Nevermind the bad English, I'm really stressed out here.

i. A-Levels called this evening (well technically yesterday) and asked me to collect my results at 10.00 am tomorrow and come for a photoshoot. Rumour (again I repeat, RUMOUR) has it that those *lucky* ones to be contacted are the straight A achievers.

ii. Some people didn't get the call.

iii. It's semi-formal. I'm in super deep sh*t because I have nothing to wear. No seriously.

iv. People keep on insisting I got straight As because of that nonsensical rumour.

v. And not to mention tantalising hints from Francis

vi. THE EFFING NEW RETAINER TASTES LIKE CHEMICALS/ PESTICIDE! AND THE BEST PART IS, THE TASTE WON'T GO AWAY. OH AND I CAN'T TALK, OR PRONOUNCE MY OWN NAME. HOW AM I GOING TO BE ABLE TO WORK????

Yea yea seriously stressed person here so everyone get out of the way. I promise I'll be better by noon tomorrow.

The Big Day...Tomorrow That Is

I was just talking to Francis on MSN and he said that whatever happens tomorrow, he wants me to text him.

And remember Su-Wen, don't commit suicide if you get 599! :P

Not funny sir. But hey, great idea.

An Eventful Few Days?

Friggin blogspot is acting up...can't post a picture of Didier celebrating his goals against Hull aargh.

Well I can't deny that things have certainly taken a more interesting turn this week...firstly, BPL season is back :)

After 2 restless months where all football fans have felt akin to something dearly beloved having been wrenched away from their souls, the long wait is over and we're celebrating the return of the world's most watched league. Yeah, it's been missed that badly. I actually wanted to stay at home and watch the match (first kick-off of the new season, Chelsea v Hull City!) but my dad forced us to go out to Imperial Garden at BSC because he had already booked 1/2 a smoked duck and he insisted that my mum and himself could not possibly finish it by themselves (Liar!). So I only managed to watch the first half. Hull took a shock lead thanks to Stephen Hunt, but Drogba equalised with a superb free-kick C-Ron would have been proud of. I didn't get to see the second half but this year, Malaysian football fans are thanking their lucky stars because Premier League Radio has come to town :). BFM 89.9 is hosting PL Radio for the very first time, bringing live coverage and commentary of matches, as well as half-time expert analysis, live score updates and post-match reactions. I plugged one earphone into my ear for the rest of the Chelsea match, and was delighted to hear it live that Drogba had scored a last-minute winner. When I began pumping my fists halfway through dinner, my mum asked my brother if I had gone mad..I think she hadn't noticed the earphone. It's a godsend, I don't feel so aggrieved now if I can't watch the match because I can still hear what's going on. (Reception's pretty bad in restaurants but beggars can't be choosers)

Oh but there's a downside to it. I was so engrossed listening to the match I didn't notice that my retainer was gone. Jahanam! I had put it into a cup for safekeeping, and the stupid Lebanese waiter took it away, retainer and all! T_T. I had to fork out RM 200 to get a new one..when I get it tonight my teeth are going to hurt like hell because I haven't been wearing a retainer for 3 days. My parents were pretty mad at first but when I told them it had a small hole and I was wishing that *something would happen* to it anyway, they laughed and said in legal terms, it's called contributory negligence. Not funny, hole or not I still have to get a new one since the manager couldn't find it in the trash. Go ahead Jia Ern, laugh. And may I remind you when are YOU getting your new one made? :P

Yesterday, went out to lunch with some of the others: Jia Ern, Brian, Li-Wei, Po and Annona. Annona had just came back from Melbourne (!) a week ago, and naturally Jia Ern and I were rather wary of ahem going near her for fear of contracting any lingering H1N1 flu virus...we actually went to Watsons at the main block and MV before going to meet them to buy masks (I know it's rude but still...) but predictably, they were out of stock. Po said that since she had already been back for a week, it should be fine and that since she hadn't exhibited any flu-like symptoms...the coast should be clear. I guess. Jia Ern met me at the main block at nearly twelve but before catching the bus, we went to the DSA to play the clavinova there for a little while. It was so stupid; finally we had a piano in front of us in an empty room but neither of us had brought any books! However, I taught her how to play 'Heart and Soul' so hopefully next time, we can play our little duet together. We met the guys at around 12.45 pm. However, since we (or rather she!) were on a tight budget (paycheques only on the first week of the month okay!)we had lunch at McDonalds. Haihz. I hadn't had a McD lunch on an outing since I was 11 haha.After Annona and Li-Wei came, we accompanied them to Kenny Rogers. After lunch, we went to visit Joo at Carlo Rino where she's working part-time and visited a few more shops before heading home early because Li-Wei's piano exam was the next day and naturally, she had to go home and practice until her wrists ached (joking, but yes Grade 8 exams are that bad). Not the most fun of outings I must admit since it was so short and Eu Jinn had to go back early to do his assignments...but it was still nice to see everyone again after a hiatus of 2 months.

And last but not least...the day of reckoning has finally arrived...albeit not for another 2 days thankfully. Fingers crossed for the World Award sigh.

Uno

You know, uno, the loneliest number on this planet?

-From 3 Fates by Aimee Friedman, from the anthology 21 Proms

It's possible to walk into a room full of friends and still feel alone.

Community Shield Winners

Scorers: Carvalho, Lampard (Chelsea), Nani, Rooney (United)

Chelsea win 4-1 on penalties :)

Finally, our first penalty shootout win in 7 attempts! One game, one trophy. United watch out haha.


Green

Values:-
Intellectual Achievements
Logic
Competency

Joys:-
Personal Achievement
Ideas
Meeting Challenges

Strengths:-
Confidence
Logical
Problem-solver

Needs:-
Autonomy
Truth & Facts
Accuracy

Frustrations:-
Unfairness
Incompentence
Nonsense Rules

At work you are conceptual and an independent thinker. For you, work is play. You are drawn to constant challenges in career, and like to develop models, explore ideas, or build systems to satisfy your need to deal wth the innovative. Once you have perfected an idea you prefer to move on leaving the project to be maintained and supported by others

In love you prefer to let your head rule your heart. You dislike repetition, so it is difficult for you to continuously express your feelings. You believe that once feelings are stated, they are obvious to a partner. You are uneasy when your emotions control you. You want to establish a relationship, leave it to maintain itself, and turn your energies back to your career.

In childhood you appeared to be older than your years and focused on your greatest interests, achiveing in subjects that were mentally stimulating. You were impatient with drill and routine, questioned authority, and found it necessary to respect teachers before you could learn from them.

What If

Met up with Grace yesterday for a long awaited catch-up session :) I swear that girl hasn't changed a bit (except for maturing in terms of thinking and self-belief, but that's a good thing) since I last saw her 2 years ago. England really does agree with her I think! We had lunch at Italiannies (ergh that meatball *sandwich* is totally foul) and watched Ghost of Girlfriends Past. I didn't even realise it was rated 18 until later! If I had known it was that easy to get in, I would have gone in much earlier! But after that horrible Euphoria incident I think I have an age-phobia. After the movie, we had sinfully delicious desserts at Delicious (excuse the pun!). Apple pie with ice-cream for me, and a choco brownie topped off with ice-cream for her. Somebody shoot me, I think the ice-cream must have befuddled my brains or something because somehow that horrible girl got me to divulge secrets and gossip no man should ever find out. Next time it's your turn Grace!

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What if I'd asked you
Would you have answered?
What if I'd had the courage to say
What I really felt inside?

Damn you again Grace! All that *confession* time to you has got me guilty again! :)

Behind Time!

Gosh has it already been 2 weeks since the last post? Zut alors, so sorry about that. Time flies when you're having fun...or not.

So as an update...I got the job at Peony's Music. Can't say it's my dream job but it's better than nothing. I'm actually quite afraid of it to be honest. I'm totally blur when it comes to the cash till and all those admin and paperwork stuff; and all those accessories for guitars and drums etc. And my colleague, Crystal isn't exactly sweetness and light. Her comments have seriously driven me up the wall but I'm not going to air my dirty laundry in public by treating you to some of the bitchy stuff she's said. Just because she's 27 doesn't give you the right to boss teenagers around. It's actually dead boring on Tuesdays and Wednesdays because there aren't many customers or classes. So all I do is bring my TIME magazines to read and re-read all my fantasy books. The work only starts to pile up when Peony drops around. Thank God that's not too often. There seem to be millions of things to be done and be briefed upon whenever she's around.

Thank God my other co-worker, Ben was around to keep me sane. It was really nice to have someone to talk to and diss Crystal! It's too bad Friday was his last day (I was actually hired to replace him!), I'm seriously going to miss him. And his never-ending patience when teaching me how to work the IRS system.

I'm starting Mandarin conversational classes at that stupid Silk Road at Centrepoint. I swore never to go there when I was younger but well. Life has other ideas apparently.

2 more weeks until the new season starts! Aug 15 will mark the beginning of the BPL 2009/2010 Season :) Until then, Community Shield Man Utd v Chelsea Aug 9 to look forward to.

Oh yea had dinner with Fei Ni and Lucinda at Wong Kok Char Chan Teng after work on Friday. I also saw Debra and her bf, and Mun Yew from my window that afternoon! The silly people ate sandwiches. Yes, sandwiches. Who eats sandwiches at Wong Kok?! I had fried rice, which was really nice actually. I think Fei Ni wanted to thank me for rewriting her entire Econs assignment for uni! Had a great time just talking...makes me realise how much I really miss my college mates.