I have this bad luck with people, especially guys. Not to get mixed up with those cheesy drama dudes who tease one so that he can attempt to get closer to the girl type but DA JERKS.
Who are DA JERKS? (yes, they don't even deserve the word THE)
Da jerks can be either male or female. They somehow enjoy hurting you, and keep coming back for more. Your tolerance with them just intensifies their interest to play with you. They can ask for help for something they see as important (asking you in the crappiest way possible,and when you decide to do charity work and tolerate it..) , and when you're done helping, they treat you like crap. -__-
These kind of charity work are NOT worth doing. Let me repeat, Da JERKS can do it themselves.
They come back again and again and stab you with an invisible sword made from hurtful words. And when they come back seeking for your attention, just straight up end the conversation right then and there. End it and turn away.
You deserve better :) Don't let them pull you down to their standards =]
Monday, 24 March 2014
Thursday, 20 March 2014
plain ranting
I just wanna ask... WHO DA HELL DECIDED ONE IS SUPPOSE TO CHOOSE HIS/HER LIFETIME CAREER WHICH IS LIKE A MAJOR DECISION DIRECTLY AFTER HIGHSCHOOL?
Just saying..
at the tender age of 18, one needs to decide his/her future career when only weeks before one needs to get permission to go to toilet. I mean.. WTF MAN? This FREAKING KILLS.
What if I chose something I didn't like? What if I stop halfway? What are the likes that my family can afford it?
If it's really such a rush, I REALLY DON'T WANNA GO TO COLLEGE -_-
what's the point of going when I'm not even sure what I prefer or where my passion lies?
Sure I'll be left behind when others have already entered their 2nd or 3rd year of university life but honestly? I don't god damned care. It's about my life! Not theirs.
By the time I'm sure of what I wanna do, I'm sure I won't regret starting college later. There are so many career choices, why must I be bound to choose from those few mainstream ones?
Just saying..
at the tender age of 18, one needs to decide his/her future career when only weeks before one needs to get permission to go to toilet. I mean.. WTF MAN? This FREAKING KILLS.
What if I chose something I didn't like? What if I stop halfway? What are the likes that my family can afford it?
If it's really such a rush, I REALLY DON'T WANNA GO TO COLLEGE -_-
what's the point of going when I'm not even sure what I prefer or where my passion lies?
Sure I'll be left behind when others have already entered their 2nd or 3rd year of university life but honestly? I don't god damned care. It's about my life! Not theirs.
By the time I'm sure of what I wanna do, I'm sure I won't regret starting college later. There are so many career choices, why must I be bound to choose from those few mainstream ones?
Friday, 7 March 2014
Pentarafan pengakap raja "sequel"
So this is the detailed version of what I can remember about stuff before pentarafan since I don't think I wanna forget about it in the future and then regret on why I didn't blog it.
Lets start from waaaaaaaaaaaaaay before pentarafan :P (few months b4)
I remember the joy of getting through ujian sikap pengakap raja, that was hell on earth >.< till this day I can still feel the sorrow and hardship of that very camp in my bones -_- So after USPR, life was hectic.
The worst part was juggling between school and training.We had to stay back every tuesday to train, train how to dance, train how to read a compass, train how to do a knot, train how to set up campsite, train how to cook , just train ,train and train. lol. I would've gone choo choo if it weren't for my awesome scout peeps :)
Other than that was trying to find a way to go home after training.. sometimes the abang van would leave me T^T.. I had to take the taxi sometimes because the bastard decided to leave me behind -_- . Next was the problem of getting stuff that I need like raw materials and tools. I remember walking to Giant (god damned far T^T) to get my supplies. I didn't want my sister to take the fact that I need her help to buy stuff to be the reason why I can't go for camp. And so I walked home with a heavy supplies hoping that she isn't home yet ._. lol. Hahaha, I remember doing logbook in a pitch black room with only the table lamp on at night so that my family wouldn't say that king's scout is taking too much of my time.
Not to mention the times when I just come back from camp feeling burnt and drop dead tired and still force myself to go to school the next day while my friends skip school ._. Hard times man ._. Not a word like "I'm tired " "I have a lot of logbook" or "camp was hard" was uttered to my family. Of course majority of that time I was god damned depressed every day hoping my family wouldn't stop me from pursuing king's scout. (grateful to tung,ceiling and osum ppl) *name changed for protection :P*
My whole chinese new year was spent making a first aid kit and chopping and shaving bamboo for model perintis. I would like to thank my dad for all the help he gave me secretly whilst I did all these projects :) To be honest, I'm not very good at nailing stuff, so my first aid kit looked crappy ._. If it were to duel with an lunch box, it will surely lose =/ But when I checked my first aid kit the next day, there were loads of additions that instantly made it look like a first aid kit fit for war. "legs" , "hooks", "handle" , and heck even a "drawer lock" . ( THANKIEW SO MUCH DAD T^T) First aid kit was done in two days .
Model perintis took me one whole week.. yet again secretly helped by dad and his orang asli friend T^T.. thank you for helping me shave my poorly chopped bamboos until it looks like a million dollars while you guys did some catching up bout your lives .. (and man.. they were FAST, It would've took me another whole week just to shave the bamboos but they were like lightning fast mann .__. )
Thank god I have a supporting father when it really matters T^T .. Else I would've banged my head against a wall just to figure out how to go to camp with all my stuff.
lol , to all you peeps out there going thru hardship..
"Keep your final goal in mind, no matter how tough times are. Picture yourself achieving it :) It will fuel you with determination and hope :D "
Lets start from waaaaaaaaaaaaaay before pentarafan :P (few months b4)
I remember the joy of getting through ujian sikap pengakap raja, that was hell on earth >.< till this day I can still feel the sorrow and hardship of that very camp in my bones -_- So after USPR, life was hectic.
The worst part was juggling between school and training.We had to stay back every tuesday to train, train how to dance, train how to read a compass, train how to do a knot, train how to set up campsite, train how to cook , just train ,train and train. lol. I would've gone choo choo if it weren't for my awesome scout peeps :)
Other than that was trying to find a way to go home after training.. sometimes the abang van would leave me T^T.. I had to take the taxi sometimes because the bastard decided to leave me behind -_- . Next was the problem of getting stuff that I need like raw materials and tools. I remember walking to Giant (god damned far T^T) to get my supplies. I didn't want my sister to take the fact that I need her help to buy stuff to be the reason why I can't go for camp. And so I walked home with a heavy supplies hoping that she isn't home yet ._. lol. Hahaha, I remember doing logbook in a pitch black room with only the table lamp on at night so that my family wouldn't say that king's scout is taking too much of my time.
Not to mention the times when I just come back from camp feeling burnt and drop dead tired and still force myself to go to school the next day while my friends skip school ._. Hard times man ._. Not a word like "I'm tired " "I have a lot of logbook" or "camp was hard" was uttered to my family. Of course majority of that time I was god damned depressed every day hoping my family wouldn't stop me from pursuing king's scout. (grateful to tung,ceiling and osum ppl) *name changed for protection :P*
My whole chinese new year was spent making a first aid kit and chopping and shaving bamboo for model perintis. I would like to thank my dad for all the help he gave me secretly whilst I did all these projects :) To be honest, I'm not very good at nailing stuff, so my first aid kit looked crappy ._. If it were to duel with an lunch box, it will surely lose =/ But when I checked my first aid kit the next day, there were loads of additions that instantly made it look like a first aid kit fit for war. "legs" , "hooks", "handle" , and heck even a "drawer lock" . ( THANKIEW SO MUCH DAD T^T) First aid kit was done in two days .
Model perintis took me one whole week.. yet again secretly helped by dad and his orang asli friend T^T.. thank you for helping me shave my poorly chopped bamboos until it looks like a million dollars while you guys did some catching up bout your lives .. (and man.. they were FAST, It would've took me another whole week just to shave the bamboos but they were like lightning fast mann .__. )
lol , to all you peeps out there going thru hardship..
"Keep your final goal in mind, no matter how tough times are. Picture yourself achieving it :) It will fuel you with determination and hope :D "
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