Note: If you're some rich tauke with spare cash, WE REALLY NEED FUNDS
I helped out as much as I was able.
I focused more of the Danish Pastries
Then came in a lady.
"Sabrina, what are you doing now?"
"No, i meant what are you studying"
It's been about 1 year since I started college and I'm trying my best, but I really can't say anything nice about it. (okay, that was exaggeration)
College is suppose to be the best time of your life. College is suppose to be a place where you finally get to enjoy studying, because you're studying what you want. It's suppose to be a place of higher education. College is where you finally enter the level of "being-able-to-think-w
Well, I don't know about your college, but based on the above contexts, mine should be burnt!
What I've learned in College:
-to be nice to people that I never taught I could be nice to
-to be humble (okay, yay college)
-to work with people that are
-that the world is a VERY unfair place
-to swear in Chinese (that's not part of my syllabus btw)
-Oh, I've also learned a little here and there about the course I'm taking.
What I've learned from college is totally unexpected. Being in college helped me grow up. College gave me a glimpse of what the outside world is going to be like.
Unfair, Annoying, Hard to Understand, and Different, just to name a few.
College is so much more than studying. It's about staying alive in a jungle and making sure no one bites your leg off. It teaches you to be in combat mode every second, picking up the very few true friends in your journey. College makes sure you watch your back cause even the lecturers bite!
learning new things regarding my course? That's an added bonus.
College taught be about self worth and self control. It taught me to choose the right friends.
But the most important thing college taught me?
To stand strong for the principles I hold.
and that isn't because I have great people for college mates.
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"Charlie Simpson, a 7-year old from south-west London, cycled five miles around his local park to raise funds for Unicef's Haiti Earthquake Children's Appeal.
He started off hoping to raise £500 but as news of his challenge spread pledges flooded into his appeal.
On his JustGiving page, Charlie said: "I want to do a sponsored bike ride for Haiti because there was a big earthquake and loads of people have lost their lives. I want to make some money to buy food, water and tents for everyone in Haiti."
Charlie's mother Leonora told Sky News that the idea was her son's alone.Charlie's father Dan took him round the track with sister Alice and mum cheering him on."
Charlie went about to raise more than $500,000 for the Children in Haiti.
Amazing ain't it?
Those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.
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So now you know why I've been absent for so long :)
Was working on the new template.
Fyi the profile and other works of the fantastic person that came up with the initial layout is right at the bottom of my blog (click "beauty is in the eye of the beholder")
There is still a little more to do with the template. Like I haven't put anything for the comments yet. So It's like I'm showing you guys half-done work la. But all in all, Thank You Lord for how the blog turned out.
Oh, there seems to be some names missing in my links. If you don't see you're name there, Sorry, but you're name is too long and funny. HAHAHAHA no la. Some error happened to the html during the transfer so some links were damaged. Do contact me if you don't see your link. And if I'm in the mood, I'll add you. (mwahaahhahaah)
enough about the blog.
It is said by some scientist that if you program your brain to think some way , you could actually psycho your body into believing it.
Like, if you keep telling yourself that you're left-handed (and concentrate enough), your body would actually function like you're left-handed. Well not immediately la, but sooner or later.
With that being said...
"MY BOOBS ARE BIG.MY BOOBS ARE BIG.MY BOOBS ARE BIG.MY BOOBS ARE BIG"
*grins to self*
I shall come back with the outcome maybe in about a week or two. (NO LA)
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Because she was in a rush, she didn't want to come in and would rather talk with mom in the patio
Shouts Dad who's upstairs looking at the CCTV Screen
"WHO'S THAT AT THE PATIO?!?!"
Shouts Rachel (who's downstairs)
Shout back Dad
Shouts Rachel (VERY loudly)
"HUSBAND DIE ANGIE!!!!!"
*glares at Rachel*
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Have great one ahead, don't you dare get a blogger's block.
May this year be a year of tremendous growth
(see, i CAN work for hallmark)
So once again, class has started. Whether we like it or not.
Thinking about this brings me back to the last examination I had.
It was the examination for my Malaysian Studies. Well, it's actually called Pengajian Am, but this is my sad attempt to make my lala college sound classy. So anyway, I sat down. The exam invigilator passed out the paper, I opened it, and my mouth practically dropped to the ground.
I knew the answers to nothing. nada. zilch. zip. NOTHING!.
You see , I taught i'd be smart and forecast what was coming up in the exams (DON'T EVER DO THAT!). So, i only studied what I thought was going to be asked. Well, from here i can say, i bloody suck in forecasting.
As i embraced my nothing-ness, I thought I'd start from the back- the essay question.
"Okay, so there are 4 questions to choose from" *scans through all of them* "Oh thank God! I know how to answer one!"
So i start writing, adding all UNNECESSARY points to proof to my lecturer that I DID in fact, STUDY!. I procrastinate while writing hoping to stretch time so i wouldn't need to face the 10 pages in the front (that i didn't know how to answer)
Finally , i finish. I'm happy with my end product (OMG sound like I'm talking about my shit lol)
Then my eye catches something. I re-read the question.
"SH*T I'm suppose to answer ALL the 4 questions. Not choose one!"
Oh god, I'm screwed.
All i could of think was
"Lord, if you're REALLY gonna come for the second time, YOU COME NOW GOD!!!"
(i see myself using this phrase alot in the future.Thank you Pastor Mike)
Then i look to see if my fellow classmates are as screwed as me. I've been so caught up in my screwed-ness that I didn't see that they were all as worried.
Then out of a sudden, they start exchanging answers. You can here whispers of 'Eh, nombor 15?" and then someone murmurs the answer. In a blink of an eye, EVERYONE around me is Copying.
Like copying REALLY obviously. This ppl HAVE to learn how to copy more smartly. I mean, even kindergartners could do better.
Then a guy friend whispers to me. "Sabrina!" and he pushes his paper, all filled with answers to the side of his table.
I can totally see ALL THE ANSWERS.
"hmmm. to copy or not to copy." i think to myself.
I start trying to reason. One part of me goes
"Go ON! Copy, you DON'T want to fail and have to sit over for the boring class again!"
While the part goes
"What would Jesus do?"
(okay, not a joke. don't laugh.serious stuff)
In the end, i obviously chose to do the paper on my own (though. VERY reluctantly)
I think through my life. For the past years, I've been trying very hard to 'grow up' I think everyone my age would understand. We've just finished high school, we're going to college, soon we'll be working adults, leaving on our own, all away and alone from our family.
We HAVE to grow up! no doubts about it.
One thing i've learnt is to have certain principles in life. And one of them is to get only what you deserve. As in do not take acknowledgment for something that is not yours. So whatever rewards you get is wholly because YOU did it. You deserved it.
So let's just say, If i fail this paper (which i most probably would), I'd be okay because know that i failed with integrity.
though my parents would think otherwise ;)
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