Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Prelims Ended!

OMG I'm so happy.

It's funny how I get sooo happy from the mere end of an exam season.

And my AS is in two weeks! Hahahahahaha ha ha ha ha *sobs*

However I'm proud to say at least that this term was the hardest I've worked for a school exam throughout my PreU life so far.

Before, I would fail all my exams (except for Lit and GP, bc language is my strength compared to Physics and Chem and Maths) every term, and I wouldn't feel too devasted. Because I know I didn't earn it.

But if I fail THIS TIME, I WILL be devastated.

I can't say I gave my 100%though, as I'm a lazyass to the core and I have a pHD in procrastination. But I've worked like thrice as hard compared to all my previous semesters, so gimme some credit.

I even worked harder than I did for my AS last year. And I got Cs and Es.

I've been immensely sleep deprived these days. And I have pimples on my normally pimpleless face. That's the toll of my poor lifestyle on my body these two weeks.

And now I'm free! And these are the some of the things that I'm dyingggg to do!

1. Sleep sleep sleep
2. Eat healthy
3. Get back on cardio
4. I ain't gonna do no homework for the next four days idc kbai
5. MAKEUP! #rindu
6. Learn to wear contacts
7. Be a couch potato and watch TV
8. Queue my tumblr
9. Clean my wardrobe
10. Reread my Grisha books

Yeapp so that's about it! I can't wait to start living the lazy bum life! (despite my next exams looming in two weeks HAHAHAHAHAHAHA *sobs*

So is anybody stressing out bc of school recently as well?  Whats your top 3 MUST DO (or must NOT do) after your exams?

Thursday, April 14, 2016

That Photographer Friend



Do you have one?

If you do, dang you’re blessed.

Do you have that one friend, or that one sister: She is your photographer whenever there’s a white wall or tumblr-worthy backdrop. She captures candid moments of you, and then sends them to you. She is up and ready whenever you say your model vibes are on. She would order you to pose for a picture, even if you didn’t really ask her too.

Either because she’s got that keen eye of a photographer, or she understands that precious moments should be preserved, or that your Instagram feed needs an update.

Or maybe like me, because I want all of that above, and I love my friends, that I want to give them something that maybe they can reciprocate in the future. I like having my picture taken (when I’m not on fugly mode). I like looking at my candids, when I’m most myself. I’d like to have some tumblr-inspired posts on my IG. I want a bomb display pic.
                
But I rarely, almost, ALMOST never, get those cool photos. Because I am THAT photographer friend.

And it’s sad for me. When the moment is right or the atmosphere is perfect, I’m always freezing my friends or sis, whipping out our phones, and then start snapping away, for them. Ugly or beautiful or funny or whatever, there’s always something different to be kept for remembrance. I know that it’s JUST ME that should be blamed for having high hopes of them reciprocating the same thing for me, so that I’ll have pictures of me too that isn’t a selfie. Guess you can’t always trust that life will be fair.
                
Recently it was my sister’s birthday. I told her I’ve seen people do those birthday photoshoots with some kinda plain wall and some birthday balloons or birthday OOTDs, so I was inspired and I told her we should do the same, which she most happily obliged. We took some great ones. There were derp faces and awkward stances and sweet smiles and many more. She was happy. I was partially happy.
                
I was remembering how when I wanted her to take photos for me (I have to ask. See the diff?) She’d do it – reluctantly. And she’ll do it fast and hasty with the little enthusiasm, like I’m embarrassing her. Sorry not sorry sis, that I’m not the perfect one like you.
                
Then there’s the other time when I went up to the capital with my school for a marching procession in conjunction with our 32nd National Day. Pokok went to, but not with our school entourage. And I was happy and excited because my best friend would be there and we’d hang out afterwards too with other friends as well, and I was happy too because finally I’d have that photographer friend who I can most comfortably ask to capture moments of me and the marching gang on that festive occasion.
                
Boy was I wrong.
                
I thought we’re super close and comfortable with each other that Pokok wouldn’t mind. But Pokok did. I was so so sad. Not because I couldn’t have photos taken (ok maybe I was a little bit, maybe like idk 40%?) but I was sad when Pokok confided that it felt like I was using him. Like his sole purpose there was to be my photographer. IT WASN’T.
               
And that wasn’t it. Pokok also asked me why I can’t take selfies with my friends instead – “like I always do.”  Exactly. Like I always do.
                
That’s because I don’t have that one photographer friend.

One of the very very very few photos that are not selfies 
Thank you Ivan for taking this during 2014 Graduation Night when I was emceeing. This is super rare, as the other photos are all of the popular kids. Thank you nevertheless :)
This is was taken in front of Sultan Omar Ali Saifuddien Mosque before we departed for a trek to Pulau Selirong. TSK managed to get this shot of me and Ben all bc we fussed the life out of her too hehe. 
When I was leading the Zumba session during the leadership course of SMSA's new MPP/PRR intake. Idk who but one of the student photographers took it during the perfect moment when my mouth looks like that of an awkwad fish during the my intro. I would post the others if they were clearer... but anyways thank you!
I can't really post or brag any more pics, because I don't have much, others are too fugly for the public eye hehe sorry. 

But since I don't have much, I treasure every single one I have. 

So despite everything I've said... to all the random and unacquaintanted photographers who ever took my photos, and those very few friends who I forced (haha.) them to... "Thank you. "

So how about you guys - do you have no that one photographer friend? If not, do you yearn one? 

Wednesday, April 06, 2016

Demotion

To SMSA MPP 2015-2016 - SALUTE!
2015/2016 SMSA MPP Ohana. Thankd Uzma(front) for the photo! 

It has been a memorable one year working together with some of the loveliest and most inspirational people ever as members of my sixth form's student rep council. Thank you so much everyone!
On the 5th of April 2016, which was just yesterday, we stepped down.
I may not have been any big key player in the publicity and media unit, but nevertheless, I have learned, despite several mistakes. We have worked together in running some of the school's major events, from Raya to PreU1 Orientation, and smaller ones such as charity food bazaars, and it has been quite an experience! I may have been utilised relatively less and provided less physical help, but I've been watching the process, observing people's work ethics, and you'd be surprised by how much I've learned by mere staring hahaha!
One of my favourite MPP would have to be our Head Girl, hands down. She is actually just an "assistant head MPP", but I always see her as a MPP Head Girl. Idc. She's too cool. She doesn't know it, but in SMSA, she's my girl role model.
Diy is like this really cool girl (to me, at least). She's smart, hardworking, responsible, funny, and beautiful of course. She wears braces, and she looks soooo cuuuuteeee when she smiles with them and her dimples pop out. But above all, SHE IS A LEADER. To me, she is the leader among leaders. She dares to step up to lead our first few tasks when we're all newbies sitting around waiting for instructions. She delegates tasks and asks our opinions and makes lists and timetables. She is not afraid to offend and tell you staright front if it mean getting the job done. While outside of MPP affairs, she withdraws her "air of boss", and is back to a normal diligent student. I like her so much.
I could ramble on, but I'm not getting to my point. Because this is not some sappy thank you post or touching life lessons entry or fan mail.
This is a Reflection Post.
Over the course of the SMSA MPP one year life, I've observed a lot, but said little, regarding the different kinds of MPPs we have. Being a MPP is no cheesecake responsibility. There were times when we needed to skip a few classes to handle certain things, skip break or lunch for meetings, stay back after school, or deal with the disapproving or even dissing looks and comments from tutors who do not really like the fact we're missing out on their subjects.
Being a MPP, we should've understand that we're student leaders - leaders work things out, find solutions, and if not, just suck it up.
Leaders don't whine.
And it is sad that I see a lot of us complaining. I literally FEEL sad witnessing their whining and exasperation. And worse is when some would not turn up for meetings. Some don't even show up for ANYTHING and wants NO INVOLVENT.
Which is ironic! Who was the one who was so enthusiastic to join in the first place?
I admit, there were a couple of times when I would complain too. But I assure you, they're petty things. Overall, I really really treasure and cherish the privilege of being a MPP. And I, for one, understands that these few meetings or preparations or whatever is just a short term thing. Once it's gotten over with, it's no more. And they don't even drag on long. And people are whining like pussies. Some might have valid reasons for so hence I cannot totally hold it against them. But the rest have the worst reasons. Laziness. Pointless. Boring. School work overload (right. u mean online drama is it?)
THE THING IS, I guess that maybe the reason I treasure being a MPP so much that I always try do my best in whatever my trivial task is and not complain is that... I was initially NOT supposed to be a MPP.
I think you'd understand me. A lot of us had similar experiences before, where we cherish the things earned the hard way, or things that were never yours.
Just so you know, MPPs are selected. They are selected by tutors based on the potential or positive qualities they see in you.
Becoming a MPP is a privilege. We all understand that when we signed up. Most of us forgotten that towards the end of the road.
I wasn't selected. And it crushed me. It crushed me so bad. It crushed me so so bad, that I shed some tears at my PS table. My friends couldn't understand. Some might even think I was being a drama queen. (BTW they were silent tears thank you very much)
It wasn't so much the activities and trips that I'll be missing out on (tho I must say I was looking forward to those very very much), but that tutors do not recognise that I have potential. Like I'm a lesser nobody student. Which I know I'm not. Like they doubted me. I'm a debater. I'm an environmental awareness advocate. I can be a MPP too. I just needed the chance to experience and learn.
And it crushed me.
Some of my friends theorized that it was because I'm taking an additional subject that the school didn't wanna further pressure me. Idk.
So I volunteered.
We can volunteer actually. But the feeling just isn't the same as being SELECTED and ASKED to go for the interview.
So I went to the interview. And there were a few other volunteers as well.
It was hella nerve wrecking. Really. My neck was twitching. I was SO SCARED of screwing it up.
And I made it in. Me and another friend. Just two volunteers.
I was ecstatic.
And I'm guessing that's why some (not all,  there are still a lot of dedicated and amazing ones and I love them they might not know it but I love them) of the MPPs just don't take their responsibilities seriously and is always dissing their jobs.
Because they got it easy. They were already on the wanted list. I earned what was never mine.
But it was also kinda ironic about that other volunteer friend of mine who got in. He wanted it bad too. He got it. Unfortunately, he was also a complainer. Some common complains are laziness, weather too hot, boring, waste of time, insufficient time to study yada yada yada. And the the most ironic thing is at the end of the events he'll be like omg i miss it so much, it was such a memory!, I can't believe it ended so fast, I wish we could do it again!
Seriously? Omgughhhh.
I never felt like I was doing enough. Due to my initial my shyness perhaps, people don't really assign me the bigger jobs, or the better jobs, or into better teams. It's ok. I don't mind. I'm a member of the MPPs. I just need to accomplish whatever my job. That enough.
Oh my I'm not getting to my point... okay let's speed things up! (hopefully... )
Some of my biggest regrets, which till today never fail to tug at my chest, is my not voicing out. I could've volunteered for certain tasks. I could've asked to bring assigned other things. I could've spoken up in certain meetings. But either it was the intimidation I felt in a room of leaders, or that I wanna "do whatever my friends do", I never did.
Regrets.
Oh how funny it was when I couldn't even have faith in my friends to save me a seat when I came late for a meeting. Or trust that they would've noticed me and find some way to welcome me into their circle in meetings. They were my supposedly good friends.
And I learned that, very late towards our demotion, that it's a selfish world. And that people do not have to feel compelled to bring you in. Like what my physics tutor always said:
Who promised you a fair life?
I started very late, but at some point towards the end, I started going to meetings alone. And early. No more waiting for friends to take their sweet time. If they're not serious or dedicated as I am that's their problem.
I would go and choose good seats at the front or center. I would ask questions directly instead through friends. I would communicate with any MPPs sitting beside me. I would take up jobs (if I had the choice) that I want, not what my friends want. I joined the "Shakespeare" team for orientation not because any friends were there, but because I'm a literature student, and I love Shakespeare.
I joined the new MPP intake leadership course slated in our precious holidays. As I said, I never felt that I did enough. I never felt important. I never felt brave enough when I KNOW I could. So I was trying to make it all up to myself in my last duties as a MPP. The course didn't see a lot of enthusiastic facilitators. None of my Chinese friends joined. I don't care.
I can be independent.
Being a MPP is a privilege.
People don't understand that anymore. But I do. 
 

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