The Lack of Exams

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Yes, I have said it, and as crazy as it seems, I want my exams back! Ever since coming into Mass Communications, we haven't had an exam, like at all! Well, by exams I mean like written papers. And people be like, 'wtf?! Be thankful that you don't have it because we do and we hate it!'.

 If anything, I know for sure that what ever I've learnt in the past 9 month of being in school, I already forgotten, and it's stashed into the deep end of the universe called nothing. And I think the lack of exams contribute to that. Well, for me at least. For some people hands-on practical actions help them learn, but you know what, not me, not today, but maybe tomorrow. With a whole lot of projects and assignment, I kind of lost my purpose and aim of why I even come to school now. Cause at the end of the day, I feel like I'm not LEARNING. With many contributant to the reason, and sometimes I feel like, am I the only one?

Back in semester 1, we had classes on how to use Adobe softwares, like illustrator and photoshop. And today, I stand here telling you, I have no idea how to work illustrator, and the only tools I know how to use on Photoshop are to just edit photographs. Wait, not even edit, just 'enhance'. That's how bad it is. I went to Visual Communication class thinking I'll learn the art of visuals, and do like analysis and curating of art pieces, or some exquisite shit that I expected.

But what do I get in the end? Sitting in class learning how to use Adobe softwares. Which is pointless to go to SCHOOL to do. All of these can be learnt on the internet, if we search google, or youtube. And now when I come to think of it, all of what my course teaches can be googled online to understand.

So please, dear god, or whoever sets the course, Start giving us written work, because that seems to be what I am better at!

Or maybeeee, for some reasons, I just lack motivation. And this is such a big big big thing in everyone's life. Ok, this I learnt in Psychology class, and it's these classes I LOVE, because I can relate it to real life and at least something where people will be like 'oh ok, wow'. And not like 'Can't you google it can get the same thing?'. And I think the environment I set myself in is another issue.

If anything, I think I lack motivation because my grades aren't looking well upon me, to make things worse, I see everyone achieving amazing scores with their As, and all I got are a shit load of B+s. Like, the worse just happened like 2 -3 weeks ago, our class got back our CA and half of the class got A, HALF THE FUCKING CLASS GOT A, and what did I get, B+. I know I sound super Asian, with the 'if I don't get an A, I am dumb'. But I do, I mean like I put in a lot of effort and hardwork, and squeezed thousands on words into 1 page, and despite all the painful efforts, I get a B+, and it's like, 'Ok, I've done so much, but how much do I get in return?'. And I'm sure all of you have been there at some point.

Secondly, the class' atmosphere. I feel like there are a number some people that are just simply UNmotivated/too competitive and just makes me feel like I'm in such a toxic environment, and worst of all, there are projects. I really work towards an A, but there are some that are just willing to settle for a B or B+. AND THAT IS NOT FUCKING OK. Some people are just plain lazy. L-A-Z-Y, leaving work to the eleventh (and a half) hours, or finds any reason to bail. And trust me, I've heard pretty bad ones.

Funniest thing of all, they are not professional, for a teen that is 18 and above. I know that there are some people, or a lot, whatever, that dislikes me, and trust me, I dislike them no less. But when put in a group situation, I put aside all that, and get work done. And believe me, there are people who can behave very professionally, people like Natasha, Tracy, Galen, and more. But there are those that PISSES ME THE HELL OFF. They sit there silently, looking through their twitter page, and not wanting to contribute, and when I do make say a point, they will be like 'But.......'. And when I ask them, so how do you suggest, and they don't know. Rule of thumb, we don't have to like each other, but work together and get the job done because we're given the responsibility to do it.

But at the same time, I feel like I don't have the needed creativity when it comes to doing work. I always find myself, modelling my work to what I always see. I can't seem to think out of the box when I have to do stuff. And it actually annoys me.

I know this is a angry post, but I just have to get it out there.

First.

So, it has a while, a long long long while, and I honestly think this is the longest I've gone with out posting anything here. Which also means, this is the first month which there is gonna be not only BORING ASS CONTENT, but also a few posts. Sigh, which is disappointing, a staggering 22 days has passed, and my blog seemed like another run-of-the-mill dead blog. Does anyone remember, like back in the days, where blogging was everyone's thing, and most of them are blogs of CCA's, and annoying Chinese girls who go on and on about complaining like 'oh I'm so sad, can't find a boyfriend', or like someone but will beat around the bush talking about someone but never ever say who it is. And OMG it's these Chinese girls that will take photos with their friends and go like, 'photo with my dear', or 'with my sis'. Then they'll leave their blogs dead and 'update' their blog. And the things they post, might as well not post. Saying nonsense like 'This blog has been dead for so long, so I'm here updating it, so bored now, doing *blah blah blah'. Jesus, you make blogging sound like a commitment job.

Oh My fucking God, thank goodness that era was long gone and over.

But why did I even go on and on about it? Anyways, back to the topic. Recently, posting an entry just seem so tiring, not because I feel like it's a job commitment, because I do like the entire process of writing my life down, whether or not y'all people are reading, great if you do, you should if you don't. Ever since school started, which is this year, everyday has been too tiring for me. I'm not getting enough sleep, and CAs, projects are just handed to us non-stop. To make things worse, I keep over-stressing myself. I know right, in a few months, I no longer have to bleach my hair, I just have to let the white hair grow out. But talking about stress and stuff, I'll leave it to another post.

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With the new year coming in, of course changes has to be made. And honestly, what else to change other than HAIR. I mean right? A new year, with new goals and things we want to achieve, obviously we have to start new. Actually, it's also partly cause it's been months, MONTHS, since I got my hair done, and the roots, those BLACK ROOTS are just having a time of their lives just sitting on top of my head as something just shat there if you are myopic or from far. Furthermore with short hair, black roots look extremely long even if it's just like meh. But in case you can't visualise how it looks in your head, I've visual-ed it for you.

I know, anymore you won't be able to see my blonde already. But I really did love love love this new colour, I mean being blonde is just like a mission in life for me, but more importantly, it was so well done, like to the point I was like tearful when I first saw it(I know right, how vain can a person get). And even when the highlights faded, it was still nice, since the blonde was just on point. And I realised that it was the colour that didn't fade. Or that was what I thought. I realised that even if the blonde dye faded it would still look blonde because the bleached base was blonde to begin with! But the first few days when it was done, the blonde looked so natural I almost can't believe it.

Booked an appointment on Friday, and I had to go to school before that. Knowing that it would be a long day in there before I can get out, and it was a astounding 6 hours, I decided that I should go home and get something like a book to read if I got bored af later. Which is what I did, so my appointment was 1PM, 1 because last time i went at 3 and ended only at 9! And I reached the interchange only at 12:45PM, rushing like a mad russian scientist(Where did that come from?), took bus went home, got the book, and rushed back, got rain on me some more! And when I finally got there, the counter guy told me my stylist wasn't here yet! Ok, hold the hell up, how does that make sense right? And it was actually quite funny, because I was just sitting there and he was telling me to wait, and he was like panicking, don't know what to do. Then after 15 minutes, he told me my stylist isn't coming, come again on Sunday.

......My heart kind of like dropped, because AFTER ALL THAT TROUBLE RUNNING AND RUSHING LIKE A MAD FUCK, I had to go home with nothing. But being in public, face must maintain, so I smiled and say ok, I come again on Sunday. And when Sunday came, I was actually hesitant to even go there on time, cause like once bitten twice shy. In my mind I was thinking 'OMFG, what if I go there and my stylist is not here again then how?! Would look so stupid.' But when I reached, god bless all of us, she was there. PHEW So sat down and told her my vision. Speaking of which is so funny, because now she doesn't even bother giving me the colour book, she just asks me what I want, because giving me also no point, in the end I'll just show her pictures. So this time round after thinking for quite a while, I told her this : 

I want to have the American flag on my head

Which essentially meant blonde base, with red and blue highlights. So after talking talking talking, she just started with the bleaching. This time she only bleached the roots, cause she was telling me, no point bleaching the rest since it's already so light, and also, further bleaching my just end the life of my hair and beyond. But in case your forgot how I looked in blonde, let me refresh your mind.

 Ew, typical fanboy. I know.

Don't you just love the silver tips of the hair? You don't? I DO. I'm not gonna go through how the bleaching process went, because if you've been here long enough, you would have known long long long time ago. If not, please redirect yourself either here and here.

So I said the AMERICAN FLAG, and Amanda being Amanda, being so experimental all the time, which is why I love, told me that she's going to do,red top, and blue tips, what you want to make of that is up to you. But the entire time I couldn't really see what was going on, because they did it so quickly and before I new it, I was in foils. So Amanda did the blue tips first, and ask another guy to do the red, which he did. And after half an hour, or even longer, Amanda came back to check on progress, she was like 'OMG, he didn't fill in the rest'. OMFG, is that previous stylist gonna fuck me up, cause if he does, I am going to kill someone. Because like, if the shit is done, its done, you can't re-bleach it unless you're going for a classy and expensive way to go bald. Then she asked another more reliable guy to do the rest. At that point, my face was like nonchalant and just calm, looking at my phone and reading my book. But in my head, it was oooooof jesus. 

Once they were done washing the dye off, I was kind of in shock, and not in a good way, like 'wtf is this?!' kind of shock. IT WAS SO RED, like you can't even see the blonde. It was just a pool of red coming at you. Mistake it and people think I was the ambassador/mascot for Willow Smith's Fireball Song. On top of that, while washing off the dye, the red bled into the blonde, which means, cotton candy pink hair. At first I was like, OK, backtrack, I need time. BUT the thing is, even though I didn't want this, it looks nice! Like interestingly enough nice. When I reached home, took a closer inspection to count how many colours there were, and my goodness. 6! 

1) Bright red on the roots

2) Hot Pink at the body 

3) Purple at the tips

4) Blue at the back

5) Platinum Blonde as base

6) Cotton Candy Pink

One thing that I forgot to mention was how I really hate it when nearing the Chinese New Year Period, every since goddamn-ed store I go in to, they'll be playing CNY songs, like OMfG, STOP, and sitting in there for 6 hours, can you even imagine. How long can an album be? Which can tell you how many times I had listened the the fucking songs. Why not listen to earpiece music? I CAN'T. Those earcaps given impair me from wearing, unless I want burning ears from the chemical that is. But nowadays when I see it, I kind of start to grow and love it, and now after it washes out a bit and the colour is so pastel-ish and really nice. The first thing I got reminded of when I saw the hair was Baskin Robbin's Cotton Candy Ice cream. I originally wanted to post like when I just got it done and after a month, but by the time I posted this 1 month has already passed wtf. But I'll do another post soon. 

BR's Ice Cream, which everyone knows.

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So, after 6 hours, of bleach, dye, wash, cut and treatment, which made my dead, dry, cannot make it har, so soft, nice and manageable. 

 It's quite loud and shocking isn't it, but I love love love how there is a ombre-ish effect and it's so bright, not like the typical deep red.

Can we please appreciate how my photoshopping skills is getting better. And also my hair in the stripe pullover, having good hair day over there. Still remember the time where I just got it dyed and miss my blonde. But now that it faded a bit, it looks just mmmmmm, yummy. For some reason, this should be very long, but it feels so much shorter than a hair post. But, more photos up soon! Definitely try to hit 6 posts minimum, meaning that I must post several a day!

Goodbye. Hello

I initially wrote a post about 2013 in a flash, and actually wrote half way, after awhile, I realised, I don't have to write this year in a flash. Why? This entire blog, has been 2013, in a flash! I've recorded my happy adventures with my very beloved friends, the down parts of my life which I would never say to anyone ever in my everyday life.

Initially, I started off the blog just for the sake of having it, don't even think I'll have more than 2 entries a month. But it grew upon me and I enjoy recording down every part of what I experienced in my life thus far. 2013, hasn't been a smooth sailing year, with many changes and things I don't necessarily enjoy. Graduated high school, moved on to Polytechnic, meet new people, some of which I never came across in my life.

Transferred school, and transferred back. But through the each event I experience, I pick up new friends, great and amazing people, while trying my best to ignore the bad ones. This year, I made a few new friends, although not many, but still nonetheless thankful, like my classmate Charissa, RP friends Munirah & Ain, Sassi group, Syaffy, Hilmi, Q, Tasmin, the NYP DMMM DA class. So grateful to have seen and met and to know them, and I am always so thankful that certain things and people happen and come into my life.

New school, new people, and learnt new things. Learning how to accept things and adapt better, even though it's hard, but I'm sure we're all trying. At this point, I just hope for better things to come in 2014. To achieve more things, to spend more time with people I love, and just be more motivated as a whole! This is the last post of the year, the last to almost everything I have done this year.

 It is almost surreal to me, as I enter yet another year, another phase, filled with questions, doubts and a whirlwind of emotions. As I look back at this year and all the happiness, sadness, anger and disappointments, I feel like I could shed a few tears honestly, like, wow, what a year it has been.

Moving onto another year, is like being torn away form your child, you could never go back, you never want to let go, but you don't have a choice. As much as I want to be ignorant and nonchalant about the year passing, there is this sadness inside which I can't avoid. A sadness and realisation that time passes ever so fast, miss it and it'll rush right pass you. Time to let go, and say hello.

So, thank you 2013, it has been a long, but fast-passing year, filled with so many events. You will be missed.

Hello, 2014.

2 and a half S

Recently met up with my 2 and a half S, Suvi, Syazwani and aSheera. Get the 2.5? Because Sheera's name is actually Asheera, but we call her Sheera all the time. But, I'm not gonna explain you why, because I simply cannot be bothered to do so. But anyways, the last time we met was again, the last week of holidays months ago. What is with me and only managing to meet friends during holidays?! Isn't poly supposed to be free time everyday, all day? Apparently not, I mean, if you've read the previous posts, I'm sure you know how all I want to do after school is to go home and sleep.

Ever since the holidays, my body clock simply broke down and my sleeping patterns is the same as Vampires, if they exist that is. I sleep when everyone is awake, and awake when everyone is asleep, so I didn't sleep that day, and the effects kick in later on. As like always, I was late again, this time I have no excuse for since I'm usually late because I oversleep, this time I just don't know what went wrong. It's so ridiculous because I looked at the time and it was 12:25, and I was like 'Ok, I still got time', looked away and looked back again, it's goddamned 1:05. How the hell?! Well, hell has frozen over and comes in the form of time! Luckily, everyone else except from Wani is late, is that a good thing? HAHA, but when I reached Suvi is still on the way, so PHEW, glad I wasn't the latest. The moment I sat down, we started talking about school and life in general, because, it's us. But, so great that even though we didn't meet for so long, time seemed to have never passed us on, and we can just chat with no awkwardness. Coolio! So, after a while, realised that Sheera got her braces off! Totally didn't realise, I mean, talk about blur-ness. But Suvi reached quite soon after, and we embark our journey to find the café ;  Strangers' Reunion. I'm quite sure alot of you heard about this place since it's like a well known café for whatever reasons.

So apparently, we went out from the wrong exit, and had to TRY to make our way to the right place, which was god knows where, because it was the first time we were there. We were from Outram and had to make our way to Eu Tong Sen street (Is the spelling right?). SO we made out way to the nearest bus stop and looked at the bus directory, so we were supposed to take the bus XX, the bus came and when we board, THE DRIVER ASKED US TO GET OFF AND WALK! What in the flying fuck, laughed so hard because we were like 'Ok, what just happened?' So the story goes, a group of friends decided to venture to China and back. Nahhh, so we decided to walk, walk and walk, and we lost our ways so many times.

 This condo is just so fucking nice, and cool, I mean, the sky garden is midway up and is also a connector between the two blocks, I mean, just unfff cool to me. But accidentally fall from the highest level, it's death in an instance. Ouch.

#TouristWani

Even though the weather was super humid when we're there, I think the view is super nice, and it is super vintage-y, asian mix with a tad bit of Victorian designs. Sad thing is that no ones will ever come here since there is nothing there for anyone to go. The only thing I remember seeing in that stretch of road we walked is the abandoned Chinatown mall, super creepy btw, and hardware shops that unless you are renovating your house, a pointless place to even want to go. Apparently, there is a hotel there, so maybe there are indeed business going on. Who knows? Nobody cares. After super long, we turned, and realise we were exactly where we were in the beginning! Felt so stupid and irritated, thanks to the weather, and we decided that, that's it, we're cabbing there. And while we were walking, we saw so many cabs, but then when we were queueing, none came! Talk about bad luck! But eventually we got into one, and the air-con was just everything. Got there after a while, and thank god we didn't try walking there because it was kind of far, opposite the SGH, but far enough. 

 When we finally reached Strangers' Reunion, it was full house, not that surprised since it's like quite raved about, so we seat outside and took a look at the menu, and honestly, I was not impressed because none of their dishes appealed to me. Like, at all. So not knowing what to eat, we all decided that we will each order one thing off the menu and share it. One thing though, is that they hung up this Christmas wreath that was giving out very strong floral smell that I really don't like. For some reason I have this phobia for touching plants. Just thinking about it now makes me feel nauseous.

Was a while before we got in, and the first cockblock was that their AC was not even cold, it felt so warm and stuffy any worse I might have left there and then. In the end ordered the truffle fries, buttermilk waffles with passionfruit white chocolate, coconut zest, apple crumble, and some crepe dish that I forgot the name. The service was ok, super normal, so nothing to talk about there, the girl just took our orders and left. One thing that I really don't like is that it was so noisy that day, like all the customers there were talking so loudly and the loud music doesn't help, either! Anyway, it was Wani's Birthday recently, so Suvi, Sheera and I decided to get her a gift. Well, actually Suvi picked it, all I did was pay my part. It was some Make Up kit from Sephora, so, glad she liked it! 

The drinks came by first, and the drink is not bad I have to say. I ordered some chocolate drink with Ice Cream on top, and the rest ordered something else, I can't remember, but they said it's pretty good too, so good! 

If anything that is good about their drinks, it is the Vanilla Ice Cream. I am a sucker for Vanilla Ice Creams and I know a good one when I have it, and this one is umffff. Honestly think it's better than Baskin Robbin's Vanilla. It's super rich and creamy and you can actually see the specks of vanilla seeds in the ice cream!

After about finally, our food is served. Even though the presentation is not bad, but the taste........

 The crepe thing. $15++. Didn't taste good, AT ALL. It tasted pretty gross, with tomato and cream cheese, and their salad, was not even edible for goodness sake. But Sheera loved it. Paired with their Homemade jam that tasted like shit! Like honestly, not only did it NOT taste like sweet jam, it carries a bitter under and after taste I had to rinse it down with a big gulp of my drink. What a serious waste of money. I don't think we even finished it.

 Apple Crumble. Honestly, it tasted superbly average, a run-of-the-mill apple crumble that could be bought anywhere, and frankly, could be done by myself. The apple crumble's top crust was kind of soggy and everything kind of just came apart when we tried to dig in. The only compensation was that they served it with a scoop of Ice Cream. Once again, a waste of money.

 The truffle fries. What it is essentially, is just fries fried in truffle oil. Absolutely terrible to be honest. When we ate, the fries is cold already, and that is the absolute worst type. For me, and most I assume, like their fries super crispy, or really soggy for me. But this was just ew. It tasted like fries that was supposed to be crispy, but left out in the cold for too long, it just tasted cold and chewy that I couldn't eat anymore after a few sticks. The dish did come with it's own mayo mix. I love love love mayo, but theirs was just absolute horror to what I thought mayo was. It firstly didn't taste anything like mayo, and it tasted slightly spicy, and I kind of doubt what kind of dipping sauce it actually is. The only good thing is that it comes in a big bowl.

Didn't take the waffle, but you can see it above ^. Once again, not my favourite, the entire thing was just weird for me, as it tasted like passionfruit coming right at you 2000000%, and the coconut was quite overwhelming. It is ok. Just ok. Not worth the money, once again.

It's very disappointing for me because I've heard a lot of good reviews on SR, but to come and experience it myself and have such an opposite reaction is just..... One thing that is sad is that sometimes when the food in a café is not good, they always have good ambience, so at least it would be worth the money, but this time, NOT AT ALL. Over-jarring music, too loud, too hot, no atmosphere at all. Worst thing was, we were hinted to leave once we're done. Ughhh. 

Finally left the place, and don't think I'll ever come back by choice given such a sad experience. Walked around to find places to take photos. While walking, we walked past this stairway leading up to a 'massage parlour' and we saw photos of women(ugly) scantily, and I said loudly to Suvi 'THIS KIND OF PLACE IS ALL THE PROSTITUTES ARE THERE'. And then an uncle sitting there looking at me. Then I confirmed it is those places that guys go to get a massage but actually pay for sex. THe uncle is like the guard-dog in case if police come. BUT HONESTLY, SHAME ON THEM, so disgusting that places like that actually exist, can't wait for one day for them to get caught and all sent to jail. 

Walked to this nice alley and took #OOTD and honestly they are all super great photographers, because they will like scout for location and angle, quite funny and cute actually! 

 My shoes that day were just perfect. Hahah, nahh, wore my creepers finally!

 Why do I look so awkward?!

 #Models

 WHY THE FUCK DO I ALWAYS LOOK SO AWKWARD.

 IG-ed this photo, and honestly, so proud that I look good for once. Showed Faiz the photo and she said looks like it's from NYLON MAGEZINE! OMFG OMFOMMFOGMOFMOFM, I made it to the promised land y'all! Haha!

 So funny when Sheera saw this photo, she said 'OMG, my hand looks like I want to Kidnap Neon.'

Once we're done with our 'photoshoot', took a bus to town because seriously, there was nothing to do at that area. Walked around, and that was the time my no-sleep-at-all was kicking in. Felt super sleepy and felt so bad because finally I could hangout with them and I had to be sleepy. FML. Went to Knightsbridge's Topshop, which had nothing much, and the to A&F. Call me a loser, but it was my first time going in. And as expected, nothing much to see. One thing about A&F is that the smell of their fragrance is so fucking strong I felt like choking! I mean people who work in there long term might die of lung cancer please! But one thing that is cool is the concept of the store, so dark-ish, reminding me of like glamour mightclubs back in the 80's, not that I've been to any! After walking around, it was dinner time, and we just walked to ion and ate @ Four Fingers. So crowded that day, but luckily we got a seat, and if you've been there, you know how limited the space is there. For some reason, my shoe started to hurt like a bitch, I had to take them off! We ate and somehow talked about how sad it is nowadays with so many people having sex at a young age and with anyone! It's sad isn't it? Like how desperate and thirsty do you have to get? 

The stupid-est thing happened when we were going home! Wani and us took different direction while taking the train. WE TOOK EACH OTHER'S SIDE! Sheera's initial reaction was 'eh not bad ah, got so many seats'. Until we realised. Had a great day that day, and my sleep cycle is finally starting to make some sense after that day. Really really really hope to see them again soon!