O Time, Thou Art A Cruel Thing

I've made up my mind that some people are born to be late. For instance, me. No matter what I have to do, as long as it has to do with going somewhere and reaching that place at a specific time, I fail - again and again. Try as I might, I am ALWAYS late. It seems to me that the universe has been conspiring against me each time I go the extra mile to be on time.

Before I tell you my story, let me give you a blow-by-blow of my college mornings. Usually, I wake up at 6:40 and wander around half-asleep doing what I have to do (wash up, dress up, pack up). Then I'll get in the car and you see, the thing is, Butter's clock is 10 minutes slow. So everytime I get in the car, the clock shows 6:50. Don't ask me why I can't see the discrepancy between the time I wake up and the time I get in the car. In the mornings, I am not actually awake. Anyway, when I see Butter's clock showing 6:50, I go, "Ah. Good time, good time. I'm not late." To my horror, I arrive at SS15 with barely 5 minutes left to my first lesson and a parking spot that I am less than happy with.

So about today. As the new SAM students have their orientation and I will be sending Wei Lyn to college, I decided to wake up at 6:30. I didn't want her to have a reputation of being late among her new classmates (yes, thank you, I am very kind, hahaha). But something came up so Ben was supposed to send us today. I was up and ready bright and early (in my book, that's prepped for college at 6:50 ALREADY). There was a delay and Ben only came at 7:30. Imagine that! Crazy jam made me arrive in college at 8:30. You may say that me being late was not my fault, but Ben's. But the way I see it, it's not Ben's fault either. It's just that rule that applies to me. That whole forever-and-always-will-be-late-no-matter-how-hard-I-try-not-to-be rule.

There are SO MANY examples that I could tell you:

1) Y'day, I had every good intention in the world to be at Kwang Hua at 1:15 to pick Carissa. But somehow, time, like a thief, crept around me and what do ya know, I only left home at 1:15. And I was so careful at making sure that I checked the time periodically. I have no idea how I was late.

2) Last Sunday, I promised to be in church at 10:00. Then I had to pick Xin-Ee, so OK, I woke up at 9:00 instead of my usual half an hour later. I thought I had some time to kill so I read the newspapers. Before I knew it, it was 9:45 and I had so little time to get ready.

3) The previous Saturday, I had to pick Jo from tuition class and go for dinner with Pastor Gid and a few others from church. I organized my time and made sure that I didn't watch more Parenthood episodes than I can handle. When Jo called, I quickly gathered my things and boom-shaka-laka, I was out the door and driving Butter all the way to Southern Park. But abnormally so, there were many cars and I ended up being pretty late for dinner.

4) Being barely on time for college exams more than once. I wish with all my heart that none of you will ever, ever have to experience arriving 10 minutes before an AS Level examination that is on the 3rd freaking floor which you MUST climb by stairs and not to mention having parked DEEP in the housing area FAR AWAY from college. Oh, and to be absolutely true to what happened, think of yourself as a hardly healthy girl who was last in a gym in Form 3 and for a record time of 10 minutes. If you do not want to put yourself in my shoes, then think of yourself as an onlooker. Imagine me running frantically and pulling out my stationery and student ID at the same time. Really, you DO NOT want that to happen to you. Not even once.

5) Countless times of meaning to be in school early as I only live 5 minutes away end with me making Jessica, Yoke Pei and Lynnette wait. Then I'll make a siuper dramatic but totally unnecessary entrance for whatever I was supposed to be in school for.

Why, oh, why? Are good intentions not enough to bend the universe in my favour? Hahaha. Oh well, not that this rule is gonna stop me from trying to be on time. I'm still gonna make the effort to not be the last one arriving for everything that I attend. But if - when - it happens, would you be so kind as to remember this post and forgive me for always being, as I say it, fashionably late? :)    

XX

I knew it could happen. I saw it happen. Before this, it didn't mean anything to me. 'Cause I knew it wouldn't happen to me. But it did. So quickly, too. Now I think I've changed. If not completely, at least mostly. And I'm not sure I like it. There's a joy that I can't describe, but there's an insecurity that reminds me of the past. There's an anticipation that gives me direction, but there's a warning sign fighting for my attention. Is it true that some things I have no control over? Does anyone really know me?

An Ugly Fact of Life

I think relationships are so changeable. You don't have to do anything. Just stand back and watch. Tap your feet to keep count of the seconds that turn into minutes which become hours and stretch into days... and days. Run through the names of the people you love the most, and let yourself feel any distance between you and them. Do something about it.

Happy New Year!

I know I am 11 days late, but Happy New Year! Haha. I have been so inconsistent, but that is only because I have been so busy. December was the craziest month ever. Sarawak - Hong Kong - Ipoh - Singapore. Luas permandangan, jauh pengalaman. Lol.

But now I'm back. And for once, being at home doesn't feel like I'm waiting in transit. I can actually sit at home and say to myself, "I'll be here for awhile." Haha.

Anyway, my 2010 has been a good year. Got off to a rough start but it's the ending that matters, yes? My ending was a great one. I ended on a high note. Once again, the only things that you remember at the end of a year is the people that made it awzum. It's the same for me. But I don't really wanna name any names. Haha.

Other than that, last year really taught me a lot, and most of it in the month of December. Haha. It is strange that you learn your lessons at the very last moment. I can only say that before this I thought I saw everything clearly, but after December, I've gained some perspective. Very little matters. Life can be stripped down to two things - people and GOD. But many things get in the way. And you forget to check to see if you're really seeing things clearly. Sooner or later, you just assume that everything is clear and just as they're supposed to be - that the way you view the world is correct, that what you think is important really is important.

Together with what I mentioned, I also learned the importance of discipline. Everything requires discipline. Sitting here and typing out my thoughts requires discipline. (And clearly, I have not exercised much discipline in regards to my blog. Nyehehe.)

In closing, I cannot tell you much about 2011 yet. All I know is that this year is scarier than last year for me. I was sort of freaking out last year... and the year before that, and before that. Haha. I wish that I would stop getting so worked up about a new year, because each year is just going to be scarier. You just gotta learn to take it easy each year. Little by little, as the year progresses, you figure out more about the year, and it becomes more familiar and less scary. But just before things get boring, thank goodness for surprises. Hehe. So here's to wishing you an inspired year - full of good, great things and also bad things (to remind you that the good things truly are good) and altogether, they're worth remembering.  

The People I Need

I've been really busy for a really long time. I don't even remember the last time I wasn't busy. There's always something running through my mind, something coming up, something to plan. My days before were packed and so are my days ahead. But no matter how busy I am, I'm never too busy for the people I love. 'Cause the people I love are the ones who remind me to breathe. They're the ones that slow down time for me. They're the voices and the faces that I need. And I'm so glad that I see some of them everyday. And I'm so glad that I'll be seeing some of them again. 

Passing Time

Reading other people's blogs is extremely entertaining. Scrolling through other people's lives help you to find out what they think is important and significant and how they talk about it helps you to make out the sort of person they are. It's really interesting to get a glimpse into their lives the way they see it. And then to come away, thinking to yourself, "I did not understand a single word of what I just read." You only understand that you do not understand that person. I say that that is time well spent. Haha.

Butter

Let me introduce you to Butter. Butter makes me happy. Butter makes me smile. Butter is... my car. Hahaha. Yesh. I know. It is ridiculous of me to name my car, but to me, that's one of the ways in which I can personalize my car. Why, you ask? I guess we should backtrack a bit and I'll lead you into the history of Butter. Butter is a Perodua Myvi which previously belonged to my mum. Now that I've got my licence and I need a car to drive wherever, my mum's car has become mine. 

Before Butter met me (technically, he's met me a million times in the past four years, but let's just keep it that way), he did not have a name. After our meeting, I decided to name him and make him mine. That is only one of two things I have done to personalize Butter. The first thing I did was buy him an air freshener - a cool Glade one that matches the interior of Butter.

So now we can come back to where I was. The next question you might ask (if you're not either laughing at my silliness or shaking your head at my bimbo-ness) is why Butter? Good question. Haha. I think Wei Te named him, but Wei Te says he didn't. Anyway, Wei Te said that the name Butter sounded fat. I've always thought that the Myvi was a really fat car. Have you seen its backside? Lol. So I felt that the name Butter was really apt. And I know my Myvi is silver and not gold.

Yup, that's all I wanted to do - introduce you to Butter. Nyehehe. My mind is more than half made up that Butter's a guy. But what do you think? Is it a him or a her?

The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, 

when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference 

between reality and fantasy, when just for that one moment you feel 

with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened.

"If you're interested in characters and stories,

people's lives, communication and connections,

how people interact - New York City is 

the ultimate place to be."

- Regina Spektor

All the reasons why I wanna live in New York City summed up in one beautiful, succinct quote by an indie singer-songwriter. =)

18

It's been about a month since I last updated my blog. Really sorry about that. I've been pretty busy. Hehe. So anyway, as demanded by you, Jessica Loo, I will now write my mandatory "I turned 18" post.

So last Tuesday, I celebrated my eighteenth b'day. I was actually in the middle of my semester one exams, to be more specific, Economics and Sociology papers. It was the first time in eleven years that my b'day was not a holiday. I guess college is sucky like that. Haha.

Anyway, how do I feel about turning 18? Oh man. I really don't know. It means I'm a legal adult and all that, right? So I can buy cigarettes, go clubbing and drink alcohol. Haha. But I don't do any of those so it really is not of much use. Lol.

But apart from that, I guess I should be all emo and self-reflective and tell you what I think. So here goes. I feel really old. Haha. It's like, how did I get from 8 to 18? As I get older, time passes faster. And that makes me sad, 'cause I hate growing up. I know that when I'm a lot older and out of university and all that, I'm gonna miss being young. And I hate the fact that I can't do anything about it. I could try to remember how I feel right now, but it doesn't work that way. Most of the time I end up forgetting how I felt, only remembering that I tried to remember.

When you get older, you lose a lot of things that comes with youth. That includes friends and well, innocence. Hahaha. That is a word that I hear so very often in English Literature class. Anyway, what I mean is, we all know that as schoolkids, we are generally innocent - or at least that's what I've thought to be true, although now I suppose that is rather naive thinking. Lol. But yeah, so we lose some parts of ourselves when we grow up. Like we're less childish and we're more mature and all that. So I think that's sad. How we may be so different from how we used to be as kids. When we were kids, things were so much simpler and we were so much better off. The world was kind and people were good. Life could throw anything our way, but it could never take the sparkle out of our eyes.

Then when we get a little older, we're called teenagers. Being a teenager includes all that puberty stuff and raging hormones coupled with mood swings and soul-searching. Slowly but surely that sparkle in our eyes start to dim and if you look in the mirror the next time, you'll find it's harder to see. You start to realize how the world actually works. It's not kind and people sure aren't all good. The world is ugly and people can do terrible things. But even so, you're at that age where you see bad things but you're not entirely stained by them. You're still a kid, and that sparkle isn't completely gone. A little part of you believes that the world is still kind and there's goodness in people. Then you have your own hopes and dreams; your ideas about what your life will be in ten years' time. As a teenager, you've got nothing to lose.

And I've been a kid and I've been a teenager; I still am a teenager. But I guess I'm kind of right at the edge. In a few years' time, I'll have to cross the border and say goodbye to youth - forever. That scares me, 'cause I know that once I become an adult, there's no going back. You can try to relive your youth, but that's all you can do - try. So I'm not all that psyched about turning 18. But I get that it's part of life. You grow older and you move on. You lose that sparkle and life is less simple. And right now, it feels like that's not OK, but I guess I don't have a say in whether or not it's OK. I learn to live according to life's time. It won't wait for me. But it will give me opportunities to regain that sparkle and see the simple life. As for now, I'm not an adult yet. So as far as I'm concerned, I've still got that sparkle and life is still simple as long as I don't go and complicate it. =)

Forever young, I wanna be forever young

Do you really wanna live forever, forever and ever?

Forever young, I wanna be forever young

I don't wanna live forever, forever and ever

Talking about Glee during Law class as Miss Harjit keeps asking us to quiet down...

Me: You mean the one where Artie sings in a wheelchair?

Him: Artie is always in a wheelchair.

LOL LOL LOL. I know he's always in a wheelchair lah. I was just referring to that song. Get me? :D

HAHAHAHAHA!
If you don't watch The Big Bang Theory, you're missing out - big time!
=D

"Everything you can imagine is real."

- Pablo Picasso

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness. So simple a phrase like 'Maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

- Neil Gaiman

Possibility

For as long as I can remember, I have always been the sort of person who aimed high. It didn't matter if my present circumstances permitted it (by this I mean financially and economically). It didn't matter if I was even capable of it at the time (and by this I mean whether or not my target can be achieved by my current abilities). I don't know why and I don't know how, but I always held a certain hope and a certain belief in myself and the fact that I could do anything as long as I wanted it badly enough and I was motivated by the right things and I was willing to put in effort.

Y'day I was just having a talk with a dear friend of mine. And it occurred to me that we were very much alike in our belief that anything is... possible. The more I think about it, the more I feel that it is true. In this life, there are many choices that you have to make and it is more often than not, one decision after another. Sometimes you may trip up and make the wrong decision, but you don't have enough time to regret over it because another decision comes your way.

Every stage of your life presents its own set of choices. Regardless of whether you're in school or in college or in university or about to launch out into a career, it's all about questions that life throws at you and answers that you give. And because we're so aware of it, we feel so pressured into making the right decision. But really, what is the right decision? Is it something that is safe; that will give you financial security and economic stability? Or is it something you love which makes you feel alive deep inside and gives you meaning and purpose?

Most of the time, we are restricted by our circumstances and what people say. I often worry about things which I shouldn't worry about. I look at my circumstances and become stressed out over how I am supposed to help out to make things work. Then at the same time, I am bombarded by people saying stuff like, "You're really clever, so why are you doing arts?" And usually stuff like these would influence you to make decisions based on how things are and what people say. But that's not how it is for me and it's definitely not how it should be for you and anyone at all. 'Cause this life is yours. The decisions you make should be yours. And the consequences of that decision are entirely yours to bear. So if you make decisions that aren't exactly yours, are you willing to face the consequences? It is much better to take a risk and choose who you want to be, then handle whatever comes after.

This life can be everything you want it to be. It's your time and it's your day. When you get older, are you able to say that your life and your place is where you wanted it to be? Is it all you dreamed it would be when you were younger and felt like there was nothing to lose? 'Cause I do believe that one of the things that we are most afraid of are regrets. We don't want to look back on life and say that things didn't turn out the way we thought it would because we weren't brave enough to dream and be what we feel. Don't compromise what you wanna be. Let nothing stop you from chasing it.

I've learned that this life can be bigger and better if we believed so. Nothing is too far away or too crazily insane that you can't dream about it and build a path towards it. Sometimes I wonder why I want to set such a high standard when I don't even know if I can reach it. It's almost as if I am setting myself up for disappointment and pain. But I know that if I aim for anything lower than that, I would be selling myself short. What I have and the dreams in my heart are GOD's gift to me. What I do with it is my gift to Him. And so I don't wanna settle for just about anything. I don't wanna settle for a life ordinary. I'd much rather try to be the best that I can be, and if I don't reach it this time, then I'll reach it the next time. Just as life is one decision after another, it's also one chance after another. Life is a possibility of anything at all.

Choice is yours. The rest of your life is a long time and whether you know it or not, it's being shaped right now. You can choose to blame your circumstances on fate, or bad luck, or bad choices, or you can fight back. Things aren't always gonna be fair in the real world, that's just the way it is. But for the most part, you get what you give. What's worse, not getting everything you wished for or getting what you think is all and finding out it's not enough? The rest of your life is being shaped right now with the dreams you chase, the choices you make and the person you decide to be. The rest of your life is a long time and the rest of your life starts right now.

Me: I guess it's one thing to be good in academics and another to be able to go for an interview and speak well.

Him: Yeah. But you have both, see? So you're actually really smart. But you're lacking in common sense and logic. So GOD is fair.

HAHAHAHA. Oh, you make me laugh so hard. =D

Aku Lulus!

I PASSED!

So watch out, roads of Malaysia! Amanda Hoi is now a legal driver and totally obsessed with having control over a car. Haha. I'm on the way to getting my license ('cause I haven't actually gotten it in physical form yet) and I've already bought my P stickers, which made me very happy, by the way. Lol.

Anyway, about the day. I was picked up at 7 in the morning. Then me and Wei Te just sat around and waited. It was so darn hot. But thank goodness it was the morning sun. Haha. I'd be fully and truly fried if it was the afternoon sun.

Me being number 19, it didn't take long for it to be my turn. First I went up the slope and when I braked, I thought, "Oh no. That does not look correct." So the JPJ guy let me go downhill again and come up. I reversed downhill and then went up again. All the time I was thinking, "Oh damn. What on earth am I doing? I hope the instructor isn't seeing this happening." The worst thing was when I went up and braked, it looked exactly the same as the first time. Hahaha. But I had to raise my hand lah, so I did. And for my parking, I seriously thought that I touched a tiang. But apparently I didn't and I also passed that. I never had any problems with 3-point turn lah so no worries there. Haha.

Next was road test. I don't know why I was called out although there were like twenty-plus people who were supposed to go before me. I was mentally unprepared to drive, but I had to lah. I think my driving during the road test was by far the most dangerous and reckless kind of driving I've ever done. The JPJ guy kept braking for me and saying, "Gear, gear!" Hahaha. I ngam ngam passed nie. But oh the relief! Lol.

Everything was over and done with fast enough. I'm glad I don't have to go back to that place again or do any of the three things again. Goodbye forever! Hehe. So people, if you dare to let me drive you, just let me know. But of course I'll only agree after I know that my driving is safe enough. =D

Tomorrow is (one of) the day(s) I've been waiting for.

It is the day that ends 17 years of being just a passenger.

It is the day I get upgraded from an L to a P.

It is the day I become a legal driver... or not. Haha.

I'll let you know how it goes. =)

"Your heart is my piñata."

- Chuck Palahniuk

11.3.2010

As most of you know, today was SPM results day. Haha. So I had to go back to school. A week before that, there was a newspaper article announcing that SPM results would be out on March 11. Since that day, all I could think about was SPM results. Man, I was so nervous and so worried. I prayed about it everyday. Haha. When I woke up and got ready and stuff, Mum and Dad were like, "Don't worry, OK? We know you gave it your best. So whatever you get, it's alright." The night before, my elder bro came into my room and gave me a quick kiss and a hug. And well, Jo was skipping school to follow me to collect my results. Hehe. I really am so thankful for having such a loving family. =)

So anyway, I went to school at about 10am. Met up with the other three at the bus stop before we masuk school together. As usual, I was the last to arrive although I live a mere five minutes away. Haha. When we entered school, there were SO many people already! They were swarming the place: ex-Form 5s, teachers, parents, juniors walking all over the Dataran Bestari. I don't believe that I've ever seen the Dataran Bestari this packed, honestly.

Before going to the 5D table, I had to return my SPBT books first. I could only find my History textbook so I only gave that back. Then I had to pay RM8 for Konserto Terakhir. Aih. I didn't even know that I kept that book lah. Haha. And then a classmate of mine appeared and said something that really made Jessica upset. I would think that people generally would know what to say and what not to say based on the situation that they're in, but man, was I wrong. Lol.

After that, we made our way to the 5D table lah. It was the one nearest to the office. When the four of us got there, there was no one collecting their results and there was no one else hovering around the table. It was only Puan Rosnani. When she saw us, she looked at us and smiled in a really suspicious way. Haha. Then when we got to the table, all of a sudden there were so many people. Like, a second ago, there was just Puan Rosnani, and then a second later, it was crowded - really crowded. Maybe 'cause me and Jessica were making such a scene. Lol. Everytime Puan Rosnani started to speak, we screamed like mad. Haha. You see, we really didn't wanna hear anything that she had to say, in the highly likely case that she might give away our results by saying something like, "Bagus lah" or "Tahniah" or "Boleh tahan lah" or something along those lines, you get me. Haha.

When all four of us collected our results slip already, we moved to the side and said a quick prayer before looking at our results. I tell you, I was so excited. That feeling you get when you're holding your results slip in your hand, and you don't know if you wanna know, but you know that in that moment, you're gonna find out whether or not you want to... Haha. So as I let my hand slip down, a row of As appeared and I screamed for joy. It didn't matter that I had a swollen gum and I had been coughing since Christmas, I screamed like nobody's business. Lol. And then I gave Mum a huge hug and just kept on saying, "I got all As, Mum. Mum, I got all As. I got all As, Mum." Haha. Then I started crying. Lol. Oh man, I can't begin to tell you how extremely overjoyed I was to see my results. I didn't even care that there was A+, A and A- (in case you're wondering, it's 5 A+, 5 As and 2 A-). They were all As! And after the government changed the grading system, I kind of decided that going for straight A+ was a bit of a dream. I would only aim for straight As, and even then, I wasn't sure I could get that. Haha.

When I was done screaming and crying, I started making calls according to speed dial. Haha. Called Dad, Ko and Che. Then I called Melody and Mervyn, and then Soon Chia, Michael, Jonathan and Dillion called me. After all the necessary phone calls, I text-ed the necessary people, like Ning. And then it was time to meet the teachers. Hehe. But first, me and Jessica had to find for Miss Sim to take some scholarship form. Later, I went around to find for my favourite teachers. When I saw Puan Tan, she came to me with open arms and said, "I love you." Hahaha. I guess I really, really surprised her by getting an A+ for Add Maths, considering the fact that I consistently get 50-something for that subject and I've only ever gotten an A once in two years. Haha. And I think even Puan Rosnani is surprised that I got A+ for BM, 'cause I'm always on the borderline of A. Then I met Puan Ting, Puan Sheila, Puan Nadiah, Puan Hashirene and Puan Rosnani. After that, I called Puan Sunita, Pastor Jerry, Miss Tan and Mr Teh. The conversation with Puan Sunita went something like this:

Me: Hi, teacher. Amanda here. D'you know who I am?

Puan Sunita: Oh yes, Amanda Hoi. The naughty one.

Me: (Incredulous) What naughty one, 'cher? I'm not naughty!

Puan Sunita: Yes, you are lah. Always talk a lot in class. So how many As you got?

Me: 12 As, 'cher!

Puan Sunita: Great, great! Chemistry how?

Me: A+ lah, 'cher. I got A+ for Chemistry. Oh yeah, d'you know that my brother, Josiah Hoi goes for tuition?

Puan Sunita: Ah, yes, yes, I know him. He's your brother ah? Why so different wan?

Me: How different? We look the same.

Puan Sunita: No, no. He's a very good boy. Nothing like you.

Hahahaha. Almost every teacher that teaches me says that I'm naughty. And I guess that makes sense lah. I mean, I talk a lot (can't help it) and I don't always do homework (I am very lazy) and I like to skip classes very often (like when the weather's too hot or I don't wanna do a test, haha). But I'm glad that in a way, I kind of proved myself to them. Just as Puan Parimala once told me, "Do your best and get good results, then leave this school with dignity." Well, she told me that after I got told off by the discipline teacher in front of the whole school. Lol. So I guess that dignity part kind of fit in when she said it. But not right now, 'cause it's not like I lost my dignity or anything. D'you know what I mean? Haha.

I spent about two and half hours in school. It was really nice to be back in school again. I felt like I didn't wanna leave. I could just stay there and see all my favourite juniors and meet all my favourite teachers. It made me so happy to be there, for real. Haha. But alas, I was no longer an MGS student and I had to leave (partly because Jessica wanted to go already, lol).

Another thing that really made my day was the fact that all my dear friends were also blessed with really awesome results. Congratulations to Jessica, Yoke Pei, Nette, Melia, Angel, Hannah, Iri, Jerry and Soon Chia. I am so darn proud of you guys. Haha. =D

So I'm glad to say that 11 March 2010 was one of the happiest days of my life. And I am so thankful to You for being so faithful and so generous and so amazing! I still find it surreal and hard to believe that I got 12 As. And I think I know why. It's 'cause when I look at myself getting 12 As, it's just impossible. It's absolutely impossible. Haha. But then I remember, nothing is impossible for GOD. Like You said, "Is anything too hard for Me?" And I know, without a doubt, that this right here, it's all You. So I reflect everything back to You. I wanted so much to do so well, but in the end, it was entirely up to You whether or not You wanted to give me all As. And I am SO, SO, SO thankful that it pleased You to do just that. Aw man, I love You, You know that? =]

I just have to say that success is so sweet! And I definitely couldn't have made it here if not for my awesome GOD (You are the best, always and forever =]), a loving family (I love you all to bits for all the support and no pressure) and amazing best friends (that's you six rockin' people: Jessica, YP, Nette, Bev, Mikey and Mervy =D). This feeling is absolutely priceless and completely worth it. I am still ridiculously happy. Haha. So people, work hard and pray hard! 'Cause that's what you get when you put in effort and trust in our wonderful GOD. Hehe. And this is not nerd talk, OK. Lol. Now, just to commemorate this awesome and blessed day, I have uploaded a video of me and Jessica collecting our results slip (not opening it) for you to watch. =) Forgive me for being so dramatic, but I'm like that when I get nervous. Haha.