OK!

I'm dead. I was whining when I did not get any job, and now I am still whining because I have THREE pending jobs. Today after searching thoroughly in Parkson and The Store with Gopinath and Aruna, we went back to the restaurant in TE and guess what? The boss said she freaking misplaced the forms and thanks for that, we went to find for crappy jobs and now we have to think on how to reject the job offers. Great, isn't it?

Parkson, Promoter RM3.50 per hour for 4 hours.
The Store, Promoter RM3.20 per hour for 4 hours too.

I hate the promoter job in The Store. That lady is being very very inconsiderate because I had to explain to her that I cannot work on Mondays because I have guitar classes on that freaking day. Anyway, she's a totally racist. She charged me RM3.20 per hour because I am a Chinese, if I wasn't... I'm going to be charged at RM3.00 per hour. I really hated her when she said that but I had to put up a smile since I was so freaking desperate for a job that moment!

Then we went to Parkson and this lady was so friendly and sweet! I have to call her up tomorrow morning and say I already have a job now and explained about the whole restaurant conflict which brought me to them at the first place. Or maybe I should just call these people tomorrow and explain the "truth".

We got a call from a restaurant which we went for much earlier than these places yesterday after going to these places. I am not going to mind whatever vulgarities I am about to hear tomorrow, I am just glad I am finally hired in the restaurant! This is just too epic to be true. My hopes are up again, to pay for my guitar fee! Although I still have to withdraw my own money some days later to pay it first, as it would be impossible for them to pay my salary by 17/1/2010!

GOD BLESS US!

Crisis

Guitar strings are becoming... old, sounds are no longer so clear.
Piggy bank holds no more penny.
New year is coming.
Allowance is not arriving yet.
Guitar exam fee deadline is coming too.



I'm broke and dead. Would I have to ask dad to pay for my guitar fee? Should I ask him? No, I don't think I should.

To whom it may concern (and a small dream)

I'm losing hope towards that restaurant now. She's really super mean for giving us high hopes by asking and explaining so many things in a go. I'm just going  to give another 24 hours for them and for myself. If it fails, I'm through with this.

It's really so mean of them for doing this to us, you know? Explaining about the salary, asking when can we start working and wait for their call. Who they think they are? It's so... devastating that today's the first time that I am putting my phone on Loud mode whole day through, afraid that the lady might call any hour, any minute or any second. I was stupid enough to believe that we're getting hired soon.

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Last night, I'd dreamt of Jacob Black on my bed, lying down with me. No sex intended. I really had my head spinning thinking about that and now I'm sort of... I dunno what I am feeling. I'm falling for a stupid movie character? How ironic! Perhaps I was thinking about Eclipse way too much before I sleep. Today I'm pacing forward the last of the saga: Breaking Dawn!

Alex, wake up! It's just a stupid dream. Gosh!

I have to admit there are many weird things happened these few days. The breach in connection between me and Mom, due to our busy lives. The breach in connection between me and Dad because I simply have nothing to say to him. The breach in connection between me and the world because I'm too much of my own. Worst still, the breach in connection between me and my soul.

I really dunno. Am I still sane? Many things have changed. I've moved on from a lot of things, that now I don't really seem to care of anything about those I've moved on from.

I'm already gone.


Now, I'll always bear in mind that I should not be too happy when something is too close but yet still far to reach. Yes, I'm taunting myself with my quote on the right panel: Isn't what is there, is there and what is not there, is there too?

I'm succumbing to my devastation. I'm giving up. For real. I'm sorry, guys.

Work Interview #4

Yes people, I have been rejected by 2 companies and 1 restaurant. Though I admit I was a little too bold trying out companies at THIS early age of my life. Anyway, that Spanish restaurant didn't return the call back to me, which I feel really stupid after wasting my time doing some crap, debating with my mom, well I guess she's more than happy that I am not working there now. Right, Mom?

This was the conversation between Aruna, Gopinath and I this morning.
To: Gopinath
Hey man, I'm done with my crap here. So, I'll fetch you around 11am, ok?

From: Gopinath
Can we make it on 12pm? I just got up and I have to do some things. If not, I'd have done it early. Is 12pm ok?

To: Gopinath
11.30am, then. See you there!

To: Aruna
Hey, Gopi has just woke up too. We'll make it on 11.30am then. But I'll fetch you about 11am. Longer time to talk about... :)

From: Aruna
So, you'll fetch me around 11am?

When we all have reached Tesco Extra, we first tried applying to work INSIDE TE, but apparently we can't do that because we're not of age yet. They will not be responsible for any calamities in workplace and stuffs. When they said about SOCSO I knew there and then that it was impossible to debate any further.

However, we started walking in TE and we realised that it was a lot as cool as Jusco! Really nice place, TE. I've never expected THAT to come from... Never mind. And so we had some job hunt on some areas and came about a booth selling fruit which needed a girl worker and so we asked Aruna to try it out but this was what happened:

Girl: Yes, welcome. Come try on some of these. We have testers.
Gopi: No, she (pointed at Aruna) wants to find a job.
Girl: Oh so all these have just finished SPM, no?
Me: You too? So meaning to say that all of us here have just finished SPM. Cool!
Girl: If you want to find a job, try SeeU here (pointed behind her booth). It has newly opened. I think you can find a job there. The boss is a Chinese. A very nice person, I'd say.
Aruna: (Looked at me) Wanna give it a shot?
Me: Well, ok.
Gopi: Thanks! (To the girl)

Here I had dilemma to go or not to go because it was all very messy but because of the both of them, we went in and filled the form. The boss interviewed us on the spot. Impromptu volley. I was the first to go. I was explained about the salary, systems and working hours which was really really a good place to start. Here I learn new things too, albeit the far distance from home, but who cares now?

That was basically it. My fourth round of job hunting. I really hope I could get it there! Guitar exam fee, I finally can afford you. Although not confirmed we're pretty much confident we would get it. Let's just pray for the best.

Special thanks to: 
The anonymous girl who suggested us to try it out
Lionel who said, "only this and you're giving up so fast?" when I said I'm off with the job hunting crap
Gopinath and Aruna for forcing me to go in there. You guys are simply awesome!

Merry Xmas

24th December 2010:

Went for midnight mass in Church of Visitation and got home around 2am. Gloria's family (her mom and brother) and Keevin was with me during the duration. I've learnt a lot from the mass, although about 95% I heard that night, I have forgotten. I dunno why I could not focus. I forgot all the prayers too. All I remembered was I almost cried when the prayer comes to this, "as for the elderly..." I just felt so sad of my neighbour's fate. She was sort of chased out from her son's house, you see. I really couldn't control my emotion then. If Gloria, Keevin, Francine and Adeline was not there, I would have cried and made a big issue in the church.

25th December 2010:

Got up at 11.45am and got ready to go to Francine's house for Christmas lunch. I spent half of my day there, until 6.30pm. We ate little and gossiped a lot. That's us. I was too tired and I slept at 8.30pm and woke up at 11pm. Such an anti-climax for me! Now I could not sleep at all.

26th December 2010:

Christmas has ended. The priest in the church during the gospel was right.

"[...]It would be so simple for us to wish strangers Merry Christmas on Christmas but so hard for us to smile at them in other days[...] That was what Charles Dickens said before this, 'I honour Christmas in my heart and keep it all year through'[...] God has given his only begotten son, Jesus Christ to us as a gift and we shall give gifts to people, let the gift be small, invaluable or even insignificant... (I can't really recall this line. I hope I don't offend anyone here) [...] That is why we should not make God's gift to us as a forgotten son, but a begotten son."

Ekam Eveileb

Yes, I do believe in Santa, Rudolph and miracles God could do. Merry Christmas, people :)

Jobs

Why on earth is it so hard for me to get a job*?

I tried contacting La Esquina manager, no replies whatsoever. So now... I'm back to square one, of nothingness. Actually it has been this way all along. Wonderful isn't it? Later I am planning to ask for a job in tuition centres. I hope I can get it there. Time is running out for me to pay that exam fee. My principle still stands! I am not going to use anyone's money to pay for it!

*Job: I want new experiences. Working with the same company as I did 2 years ago, doesn't worth the experience. OK, I guess I am still too picky about this. I dunno.

You know what? Whatever. It's my life. GAHH!

Mystery

It's again a world of wonder. I did mention that I didn't wanna care for whoever-I-am-referring-to's business anymore and yet still reading up about her?

Come on Alex. Are you telling me you are still hanging on?

Yes it was inevitable that things were funny when we were together, as in... friends, that sort of stuffs, I mean... but somehow it was us who chose this route. I think I should just be happy and move on, and stop thinking about this anymore. Just like how I let my ex go and look, she's happy, with a new guy. See! I can do it!

Things will be fine, Alex. Trust me.

Let's get this over with

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Funny!

News

There are about 2 things in particular that turned my day from :) to :(

First:

Am not concerned about the backgrounds; just that at your young age to be exposed to such kind of surroundings would surely influence your future outlook …. Taking into consideration that such is the life style of rich yuppies!!

Am awaiting for my HR dept for update of any temporary works around here…. Apparently N/A in S’ban – will keep you posted of any development

A mail reply from mom saying that La Esquina is a place for rich yuppies. Yes people, Loi&Co rejected me, perhaps I am too young for that and stuffs. So then I turned up into this restaurant which (doubtlessly) I have dined in nights ago. The pay is pretty good, RM4 per hour. I get to work in a new environment and I have to work as a part-time waiter from 7pm to 2am the next day. I do understand a mother's feelings about this. Ironically, Granny has given green light for me and she did ask me to try and if it really is no good, I can resign. [Case closed] And now a new case is opened: Mom's issue about worrying that my "future outlook" will be influenced.

Seriously, is it so hard to even find a work just to pay up for my guitar examination? I am not asking much. All I know I have yet to go against my own principles.

1. No drugs

2. No baddies

2.1. Any baddies as my friends, I've kept my distance when I am with them

3. No smoking

4. Slight drinking of wine and only wine. I've had it with liquor when I took a few sip from Dad's cup. HORRIBLE TASTE!

5. I'm still who I am

I know things are not going to be easy. At least I am NOT a drug mule to get thousands in days time, am I? I work the hard way. I don't wanna work in Family Store anymore because I've worked there before and I know how it is like in there already.

Sigh, how I just wish I can be the spoilt brat to throw tantrums at everyone in the family and get free money in turn. Gay too much? I doubt I can be like that, despite the fact that I am one myself.

Second:

I can't believe how a friend that once said, "It's okay, I'll be there for you when you need me" ditched my clique! Although it was not so painstakingly painful for me as I was not so close to this friend, I still... Sigh. We were really really shocked about what this friend had done to us. We've tried calling her, texting her and we get... Zilch. No replies, no nothing.

Due to these things, I somehow feel depressed and dramatic as though the wind is asking me to die. (To music lovers, I can give you one piece to describe how I feel now: Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in Em, movement 1)

Thanks to Blogspot and Facebook, as I was writing about this, I somehow feel better already.

I wish for a better tomorrow, a better job search, a better... better.

Exam fee!

GOOD HEAVENS! I have checked with my teacher, the exam fee is RM268 (excluding aural, scale book and exam book yet!). Bad news, I have to pay up latest by 17/1/2011. I now declare Alexander Ooi is NOT going to spend any more money until he has finished paying for his examination. Damn it! Lucky thing that all 3 pieces I am about to learn is pretty easy! I was relieved for a moment!

I really hope so much that I will get hired in Loi&Co. I got their reply today, asking about:

"Have you just completed your SPM? Have you taken any taxation or audit papers before?"

I answered honestly with 2 long paragraphs of essay which I honestly hope it will not bore them much. You see, 2 questions, 2 paragraphs. Simple mathematics!

If I really get hired, I'd be Malaysian's youngest and luckiest accountant wannabe that has ever lived! PLEASE let this be good!

"Father, let Your will be done."

Dinner

Tonight, I had dinner with Granny in Kensington. Let's start with the design first, shall we?

Design: Western. Simple motives all over. Some cotton decorations with Christmas theme on walls. Classic table linen and chair covers. Music is not too loud nor too soft, suitable for family dinner. Temperature is neither too hot nor cold. Just nice. If it was pasta, I'd say al dente! Toilet is clean too. 5/5

Service: Poor English (well, I can't avoid that, can I?) but they were very polite. Always with smiles on their faces. They are very efficient indeed when it comes to my non-satisfaction of Sauvignon Blanc served at room temperature as the flavour and smell was pretty much awful that I thought it was already opened for days! Then the manager explained to me that it is SUPPOSED to be served chilled but mine was not, since there are no more chilled SB. After my complain, he offered, "Sir, do you like it chilled?" and after 10 odd minutes, he brought some of the chilled SB to me and asked again, "Sir, would you mind trying this?" When I said it was OK, he replied, "Sir, I will top up for you when you finished this," again with a smile. As for the brouhaha, 4/5.

Dish: Granny and I tried on Starter B (with tempura prawns, garlic breads and spring rolls) with addition of fried prawns with salt and peppercorn (as recommended by the waitress to compliment my wine). They had made a little mistake by serving us the prawns before the starter. Isn't it supposed to be starter first, or am I the one self-righteous here. If so, I am sorry. For the dish, I'd say 4.5/5. There are surely some rooms for improvement.

Price: Table for two, it only cost RM66.70 which was very cheap indeed. Free and refillable lukewarm water. Nice food. Nice environment. Taxation of ONLY 5% of service charge and NO government tax, I was indeed shocked about it!

Overall, 4/5. Good job, Kensington. It was pleasant to be there tonight.

PS: I thought of trying red wine tonight, since I've tried on white wine the other night already but I felt it didn't worth the money I pay for, though only RM18 per glass because the red wine (apparently they only serve Merlot in glasses) was produced in 2009, compared to my Blanc, 2005. That was by far the oldest wine I've tasted to far.

CONCLUSION

With Mom, Yen and Granny: Kensington

With Dad: La Esquina

Wonders

I really wonder can I do it.

Do what?

Guitar examination next year March.

Though it's only Grade 2. I didn't dare to tell my grandmother about how much I have to pay and stuffs. LUCKY me, I am finding job in accounting firms in Oakland Commerce Square! I really hope I can go to Loi&Co to gain some experience. I sent my CV to them via email already last night (twice! I accidentally hit the SEND button when my CV was not finalized by Dad. Then on the second mail, I apologized to them saying it was not rectified yet. I hope it won't give any bad impressions to my employer).

I am going to use this money I am earning, together with my monthly allowance to pay for my guitar fees, exam fees and perhaps, dance class? The dance class thing is just a plan.

This is it:

After guitar exam grade 2, I plan to take dance class and guitar class on alternate months. I hope my guitar academy principal allows this, although he is a nice man, we never knew what future holds for us, would we?

So, back to my guitar examination doubts... Maybe I should continue reading bible to (re)gain faith in God. My skills are still honestly crappy because my speed and accuracy is really really poor when it comes to fast-tempi pieces. If at all I get a terribly fast piece with many chromatic signs (sharps and flats) in any of my 3 exam pieces. I'm fucked by life, again. Not forgetting scales and aural. And Theory of Music, I have yet to take. I have to take TOM up to Grade 5 to continue my guitar practical all the way up to where I want. Well, I guess I'll worry about that later.

A stern warning to people who tries to discourage me (I think Mom would be on top of the list):

Don't you even think of it. I will worry about it myself and I know where to stop. I know I have to take care of my lodging, food, fuel and many other stuffs. But you know what? I will manage it just as how you have managed it so far as a parent. I'll gain knowledge from you when the time comes. Trust me. I can.

I do believe in miracle as it is a part of God's wonderful work!

Flying Solo

Yesterday about 8.40pm, I was clueless on where to eat and decided to hunt for food further than status quo. About then I texted Lionel whether would he mind to tag along because I was bored to eat alone. I always am.

Then in the end, he replied to my message at 9.11pm saying he was in KL. So then I ventured to Era Walk alone and I found a good place: La Esquina. I am so gonna bring Dad here when he comes back next year, if I am still around. The setting is of a romantic Spanish style with dim lightings and soothing songs (but that was a little bit too loud) and some Christmas carols.

I ordered grilled fish and a glass of white wine, since I wanted to try on whites, as I never had. The waiter suggested me to complement that with a fish dish, choice of grill or fried. The wine was very nice. Mellow and sweet. I even guessed the production year correctly by the colour and taste when I asked to take a look at the bottle.

I also ordered sky juice which apparently to be free (I was very shocked about this!) to clear my mouth on every sip of wine I take. "That's the correct way to drink wine," Dad told me last month when I dined with him.

At long last, my fish had come out from the kitchen and I was a little disappointed that the fish was a little hard. It didn't smell and taste like it was grilled at all. I guessed it was baked instead, as the water content in the fish is nearly zero. However, the vegetables, lemon juice and cream saved the fish from my complaints. I sat there for about 2 hours, enjoying wine, music, fish and football there alone. It was only RM43.70 with the tax and charge.

"Once in a while, is fine but not every while," that's my motto for food hunting.

Tomorrow: Kensington in Era Square. Dinner with Granny. Dad's order. =]

Graduation Night

I was out from house since 9.15am, yesterday. Going for my dance practice and finally... We had to call it off because my partner was not feeling well to play on with the show. As a result of that, we (Mohana and I) as the emcees, had to change a lot of the script last minute and I was very grateful that everything ran rather smooth! Although there were zillions of (unbearable and embarrassing) mistakes during the time.

Let's get back to the time frame. I was roaming around with my car after my teacher said she was busy in school and would not be able to come for the practice. Yes, one teacher would be my partner. That was already 10.40am. So, I drove to Royale Bintang and I reached there around 11.30am. I waited for Mohana to come and then... we started rehearsing our script all over and over again. Trust me, if we didn't, it's gonna suck EVEN more!

After everything was done, I took the room key from teacher and rested there from 2.40pm till 5pm. I was so lucky to have the changing room for myself first! Everything was simply amazing in the room when I was alone.

At 5pm, Mohana and I were again going through the hectic script and at long last, 5.45pm, I went up to change to my professional suit. We ran the whole program, we literally run everywhere to get things done. Basically the both of us, could have been dead on that night! I was very happy when Mohana and I said, SIGNING OFF. That ends the work of the running around and stuffs. No more pretenses and slang. No more running. I could rest, finally! That was already about 12.30am.

I think what I wanna say here is more than enough as I am sure everyone has Facebook and most of you are my friends, as well as most of you attended the wonderful night.

I am not going to touch about how nice the night was, or how everyone else was enjoying their night. This post, is more to my personal message and feeling on that night. Perhaps you'd want to read their blogs after reading mine to get the picture of it?

Life and Friendship

Friendship's new definition: A game of football (or the Americans call them soccer).

Why: Topic is like the ball. Would they really care for the players much or just the ball when people get them? Everyone is looking at the ball, THEN the player. When the ball is not there anymore, would people still look at them?

How: Friends are not to stay. I don't say ALL because the premise of: ALL friends are not to stay, is false. I'd go for SOME. Well I just have to learn not to hurt people's feelings as well as feel REALLY sorrowful for what I have done wrong.

Last night, my friends and I had a little fight. Out of the blue, this stupendous person writing this post now, told another friend about something which was OUT of the topic. Coming to think of that, I really feel like wearing shades or just lock myself in the house for the rest of my life. I was embarrassed by my own actions. I went against my... principles.

You see, when I got angry over things, words just pour out without me thinking twice and I thought I told someone that I... trusted? Seriously, the words: Trustworthiness, BEST friends and any other words which have close proximity to these two, disgust me. I'm not the person who'd go round laughing with the same clique if I find them fake.

Life equations and inequalities:

0 £ close friends £ 20

0 £ true friends £ 20

Plastic friends = n(close friends U true friends)'

Life = Ups + Downs + Tears. . . (d= circumstances)
Life ³ Sucks + Rocks

Clichéd much? That's life. ;D

PS: If you wonder what are all these about, then this is not suitable for you people. It's about arithmetic progression, linear inequalities, sets, basically... It's about Mathematics.

PSS: Now I'll learn to choose my friends wisely.

To whom it may be concerned: I have lost my faith to you. They're right, you don't worth my love for you as my friendship.

BBQ at Louisa's

After my dance class at 12pm, I got home and grabbed money and bought a dye. Yeah people. I dyed my hair for prom. This better be good. However, I'm planning to meet my hairstylist to repair my unequal distributions with her magical scissors so that it looks less unequal. So, let's get back to the topic, shall we?

At 5pm, I drove to Louisa's house and helped her with stuffs to prepare for BBQ later tonight, well... Just a little. We ended up in her theater room after a while to watch Step Up 3 (Ahmad saw me and he called me a redhead. Ha, ha)

At about 7.30pm I drove around with Aruna, Shan and Chew in the car to hunt for marshmallows. We ended up buying Mama Roti in Econsafe since they didn't have marshmallows. We were all dead fungry already that time. Then we went to Carrefour (which was not far from that area), bought 4 packs of marshmallows and we sped up into my car (passers-by would've thought we stole their products there!) and we drove back to Louisa's house and the party starts.

We did some discussions about our gang trip to Sunway next Saturday too. It seems that RM150 is more than enough. It'd be great then! Yippe!

When it was about to end, Chew, Shan and I were resting on the hall, 3 of us only, took turns to try on Osim. That was really orgasmically epic! I'm serious!!!!!!!!!! NO JOKE, PEOPLE. I felt so nice after that 15-minutes massage.

Then at 11.30pm when I was on the way back home, there was roadblock. Gosh, that was my first block and I was being so freaked out! Lucky hell Ahmad was there with me (together with 3 other friends behind) and he asked me to chill. So we wound down the window and asked, "Yes sir? How may I help?" He peeked trough with a quick scan and said, "You may leave". I said, "Thank you sir. Good night," and left.

I held Ahmad's hand for a while there as I drove slowly to drop one of my friends down. I really felt grateful for he being there with us just now. If he didn't ask me to chill, I would've panicked and the cops might've thought I actually did something WRONG!

As a conclusion, tonight is another memorable moment with my friends.

Edit 12/12/2010: I went to my hairdresser and she did hair spa on me together with the leftover dyes, NOW I look so much better! Guess how much is it?

It's only RM3.00 folks!

Goodbye already?

Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?

'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,

Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.

Exam's over! Yay? I dunno. I feel empty. One moment I'm so fresh, fat and cute in form 1 where all seniors will pinch my cheeks and stuffs, one moment I'm form 5. One moment of truth where SPM is here and the next? I'm free already?

Am I really free? I feel empty without my routines. VERY empty, indeed. Perhaps today I'll just...

1. Pack my books to return to SPBT on 15th December (Text Book Loan Scheme)

2. Finish my third book of Twilight Saga. Is it Eclipse, New Moon or... Whatever. I forgot what I've read, but I still have the pictures in my head, I hope. I don't wanna re-read the whole saga!

3. Continue on with the finale of Twilight Saga and then read The Gift

4. Practice guitar and dance

5. Do I have to clean my room? Pfft!

I have 7 long and boring months ahead of me now! My plan for that WOULD be:

1. Try writing with left hand

2. Read Art of War (by Sun Tzu)

3. How about... Iliad and Odyssey? They have it in the library. I dunno.

So yeah... I think I'm very much occupied. I hope. But... I love Science. Argh, whatever. I won't understand Science if I read it alone without any teachers. I'm not pursuing Science. Well, maybe I will after I retire. Bahh! I'm talking nonsense, pardon me.

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Is this my life?

I told my Gran that I was simply planning to stay there for one night with my friends after Graduation Night on the 16th December, last night. The effect? I was bombarded with issues and I just told her a concluding statement: "Let's not talk about this anymore" and I went listening to Paramore songs to chill my nerves down. At least it's better than me shouting or whatsoever. She didn't like that too.

She does not understand my bloody problem and started bombarding me with dozens of issues,

"I am not gonna pay your rents for that night"

"Do you have money?"

"You have to start saving up for college already"

Frankly, I am just so bored with this that next time, I really am NEVER EVER FOREVER telling her my plans. If she asks, I'm just going to say, "I'm afraid you will start scolding me and raising up issues again."

The problem is that I have pretty bad night blindness, hell it'd be worse if I am not wearing my specs. Anyway, with or without, night blindness is still pronounced. Just what if I drive to Royale Bintang at 3pm (since I am the committee member, I have to be there early) and will be running here and there like mad cow with other members of the programme. Besides that, I will have to run the show from evening till midnight! I am the emcee. I know when I am tired, I can't drive. So I planned to sleep there for a night with my friends, so we all pay lesser.

Now it always seem to me that Mom is doing huge business all over the world and could not be there for me when I needed her. My Dad? Don't mention. He's always asking me to "take it easy" without resolving it. I have no one now. Wow.

Let's just pray I won't die of accident, shall we? I'm so sick of continuing this issue anymore. Is this really my life?

Mummy, Happy Belated Birthday

Last Wednesday was my (class teacher/Add Maths teacher/Modern Maths teacher/Mummy)'s birthday and I did a bookmark for her from a congratulations card. Here it is::

From a card, I cut out the motive, pasted on the other side of the card. The A4 paper was for the back design.

Since she's an AM teacher too, I designed this in a way she would understand. For those without clues, Love=tan90 means love is infinity. Following are the solutions and the decoded message.

End product, front and back. Written in red ink, "Algoritma untuk Bonda" means, "Algorithm for Mummy". I felt that Malay phrase is very catchy and classic myself. I hope she likes it since she likes reading as much as I do too. Happy B'day again, teacher! Whee!