Final, but never the end.

If I have to describe my PFP year in general, I would say it was a bittersweet experience. 

In mid April of 2014 I enrolled into Ngee Ann Poly with nothing in mind on how PFP would be and how poly life rolls. But today, I'm very confident that I had made the greatest decision in my life of being a student in the foundation year. Time flies faster than speed of light, I feel, and it is so surreal to think that I am actually going to be in year 1 in less than three months... but it is happening and I have to be prepared. My mindset has always been positive about school and I try very hard to be driven. PFP year has been undoubtedly challenging for me, but while most people have "just pass can already" as their motto for the PFP year, mine was "just endure". One thing I really hope to perpetuate? For me to be able to swim through the upcoming years with this attitude leading me to the end.

Now, I'm going to be really frank about this.

I've met the most ridiculous people; those who were able to completely change my almost-always positive mindset to become downbeat instantly. They make me feel so horrified by their behavior that I go home praying I wouldn't have to encounter the same thing in years to come. Nonetheless, I'm going to leave the bitching aside, because, I actually love it. I love every single experience this gave me. I love how it allows me to stretch my tolerance level.. but most of all, I love how this teaches me to spot sincerity in people. There bound to be rotten apples among the good ones; those are the ones you put aside, afraid it will damage the perfectly good apples. Likewise, I've met tons of angels who shine. They are the ones I wish to keep in my pocket throughout my poly life and thereafter. They have helped me through my year, spreading positivity around! FPHS has been a wonderful class and I truly, sincerely, legitimately, seriously, love every moment spent with those people - even the bitter ones.

I know things will not be as 'easy' as it is during the foundation year (even though it was enough to drive us nuts) in year one and thereafter, but I guess the mindset is the key! I'm so glad that PFP year is over. And, if you were to ask me if I would recommend my juniors to take up this pfp route, I would strongly say no. 

Nevertheless, I love the memories made during the foundation year and I sure will miss it. I also would like to thank Mr. Young for making lessons so enjoyable, for giving us a fresh mindset about any issue at all, for always keeping our mind working with your twisted answers to questions that can (actually) be really simple, for improving my English SO MUCH with your (rather) constructive comments, and for all the laughter and joy you brought to the class. You have helped us a lot, be it in our academics, in our sense of awareness about things around us, or even in the camaraderie of the class. For that and for every reason stated above (plus every other reason you think I've missed out),  I have to say that you are, hands down, the best teacher around! :)

Till next time!

Why meat?

As oppose to the topic shared by Chengyi on 'Why Vegetarian?', i'm going to share my views on 'Why meat?' Most of us non-vegetarians are very satisfied with our omnivorous lifestyle that we tend to wonder why will people ever turn vegetarian (besides religious beliefs of course), and by asking various questions, we can sound rather insensitive at times. After the point made by her, our doubts on why people turn vegetarians are, to a certain extent, clarified. However, after her presentation, my friends and I are still not convinced and we have 0 thoughts on turning vegetarian ourselves. After all, everyone has their own opinions on things, right? So here's my opinion!

I think that turning vegetarian due to the whole 'animal cruelty' thing is common especially for animal lovers, but in my opinion, it isn't the strongest reason to convince someone to turn vegetarian. In a way, turning vegetarian doesn't support animal cruelty, but look at the percentages of people still killing animals for their own consumption. The ratio could be 1:15, and the 15 doesn't even know how the meat they're eating are being killed. So, to stop eating meat doesn't really help in stopping animal cruelty because billions of people in the world are still insisting on eating meat! As selfish and disgusting as it may sound, its the fact - even if you stop eating meat, so many animals are still being killed for humans' personal needs: leather to make handbags, carpets, clothes etc. However,  killing animals for consumption without a form of cruelty is indeed possible! When a meat is labelled 'halal',  it means that no cruelty is involved during the process of killing the animals because slaughtering is the least painful method to kill as it cuts through the vein which instantly kills the animal, and prayers are also being recited while slaughtering them (that's what's being taught in Islam, but other religion believe in that too, especially if they're against the cruelty of animals.) Of course, this matter is very much subjective but hey that's just my belief/point of view 

Besides the fact that meat is extremely delicious and life has no meaning without chicken and fish, without them in your meal, you actually need many many many types of vegetables to compensate the tons and tons of nutrients, minerals and vitamins that your body may miss out! Let's take fish for example. It contains omega-3 fatty acids which is one of the many essential nutrients needed to be taken in by our body, and there's only very limited vegetables which provide the omega-3 fatty acids. It is also called the 'fish oil', and very obviously,  it's called fish oil for a reason. Just a fun fact, I don't eat red meat since i was very young because i simply hate how it tastes and i find it pretty gross with all the veins and slimy-thing, but my mom and i make sure that i consume enough dark green vegetables to compensate with the iron present in the red meat... and trust me, she made me eat A LOT of dark green veggies especially when i'm on my period. So yep, it shows that no matter how God makes it fair for everyone by having whatever nutrients present in meat also present in vegetables, it still can't beat the power of nutrients that meat possess! In short, it's always better to consume protein from chicken than from soya beans, right?

I personally do not go for vegetarian diet because my religion says that it's always better to consume what's good for us - a little of everything - for optimal health! I mean ya, only food that He believes which benefit us (doesn't include alcohol, pork), and the animals that we're eating. God also said that animals are created for humans, so it's best that we make use of what He has given to us in the best way, and not by taking it for granted by abusing them and what not. 

So those are just my thoughts on why I should stick with eating meat, and not choose to go vegetarian! Of course, though, people can do whatever they want because people have different beliefs and nobody has the rights to go against it. But there's one thing that all of us should be against, and that is, animal abuse. If you're not a meat eater but you still abuse animals, then you might as well die along with them! So whether we're vegetarian or not, it leads to only one thing - DON'T ABUSE ANIMALS.

Common Test Essay

My eyes were droopy as soon as I hung up the phone. I looked at the clock. It was already 12.30 am and I had just finished my revision for a test. My body felt aches all over and my bed was calling up to me. I washed up and laid comfortably on my cozy bed. The chilly night turned warmer as I fell asleep, but it was not long before I jumped up from my bed; feeling uneasy about something. I was then wide awoken and fresh.

I grabbed my phone to check the time - it was 4.30 am. I wondered why was I feeling so worried when my eyes were evidently worn out from all the studying I did before that. Just then, as I laid back down on my bed, I had a little flashback in my mind about the short phone conversation I had with my mom earlier.

"Ain, I need you to tell me the truth," said mom, who was in the kitchen at that point of time, probably too lazy to walk over to my room.

"Yes mom. I'm very sure Dad didn't call her yesterday. He told me they aren't contacting anymore. Would you just believe me, for once?" I lied.

Dad had been contacting Aunt Jane, a lady who had always tried to break my family apart. It was disgusting how Dad could fall for her, and for that, my siblings and I secretly hated him. Mom had given him the care and love that no other wives could provide for their husbands. There was no end to this problem; we all knew that from the beginning. Dad just would not stop talking to Jane that it began to feel as though he was obligated to do so and we simply could not understand him.

My train of thoughts was too much for my already tired brain to handle, and not long after, I fell right back to sleep. It felt like only ten minutes until my slumber was being interrupted yet again. However this time, it was because of the loud screams and banging which were coming from my parents' room. My sister woke me up anxiously and we instantaneously hurried out to see what was going on. It was Mom and Dad quarreling. It should seem normal by now, but this one was a little different.

As my sister and I rushed out from our room, we saw Dad trying to run away as Mom begged and pulled him away from the direction of the door. I shouted for my oldest brother, as he always had control over situations like this. My dad was nearly in the state of hysteria, tying to push away both Mom and my brother as they tried to stop him from leaving the house. I blocked the door while my sister calmed him down, asking him to take a seat. He sat down and the tension of the house decreased as everyone were trying to console Dad, who was sweating profusely.

"She just called to ask about my condition. I told you, we have nothing going on. You just refuse to believe me!" Dad wailed.

Mom glanced at me as though I was the cause of it. I sat next to my sister on the sofa and watched as my parents talked things through. I felt my body stiffen and I could not move a muscle. My dad was sick and his movements were restricted, but he still refused to listen to us when we asked him to cool down - I just could not understand the whole situation.

"Why did you lie about Dad not talking to her anymore?" My sister whispered beneath her breath and then continued, "we all know she's still calling him. Mom just wants to know the truth."

I thought telling Mom would be a bad idea. She definitely would not want to know the truth, but lying to her would hurt her even more when she finds out. The dilemma I was put in was too much and I could not possibly settle it all by myself, especially not when it was 5 am when that happened.

The pillow I hugged which was initially warm,  turned icy cold. I felt my body turning colder as though blood was no longer circulating my body. My mom noticed my face turning pale, so she asked me to get a cup of warm water for Dad, while she continued to talk things through with him.

As I passed the cup of warm water to Dad, I tried to glance at Mom, but she looked away. However, I could still capture the pain that was in her eyes.I looked down, still feeling the numbness in my limbs. I glanced at the clock. Half an hour had passed and my sister and I were still sitting on the sofa.

Dad entered the room to go back to sleep while my mind was still filled with ruckus. Mom was still rooted to the chair, staring into the empty space, probably thinking of what to do next. The dim lights around us turned even darker. Mom threw the phone onto the ground and it felt like the ground was breaking apart.

"Ain, you should have just told me the truth. I'm truly disappointed in you." Mom said to me in a very soft voice - trembling and weak.

"I could not let you hear me say that I knew they were still in contact. I don't want you to find out either." I said calmly, feeling the fear in every word I said.

I guess it was too late. Mom felt even more furious when I said that, and I could see the disappointment smear all over her face as she entered her room.

A few hours later, it was time for school. I could not find Mom and my siblings had gone off to work. I walked to school, eyes filled with tears, asking myself where could Mom be. She did not even bother to tell me what really happened. She just left and did not return. I did not speak to Dad for days. I was too young to understand the situation, but I knew for sure that my siblings were there for me and always will be. The three of us strengthened ourselves to walk this journey together, without Mom. If only I had told the truth; Mom would still be here with us.

Days turned into weeks and Mom finally returned home. Upon seeing her, tears filled my eyes and I rushed to hug her tight. She kissed my forehead, asking for my forgiveness.

"No, Mom. I should be the one who is sorry. I promise, we will always be here for you." I said while hugging her.

The lesson was learnt. I would never lie again.

First term break

It's been a week since the term break ended and I would say that this week went by pretty slowly while the term break was crazy fast. I could barely remember what I did during the two weeks of break but I will try to recall :)

I felt like my term break was definitely spent wisely and fruitfully. Including exam week, I managed to do almost everything that I planned to; from going back to work, to have some quality time with family, catch up with my friends, complete assignments by a certain date and even to have enough time for myself. I managed to divide my time equally and I feel like the holidays were not wasted at all, despite it going past super quickly.

The highlight of the whole holiday was, MEETING TAYLOR SWIFT (!!!) Well, I didn't personally meet her but I watched her on one of her shows here in Singapore and I was speechless. I even cried during one of her songs because I was taken aback in disbelief. I felt as though my entire seventeen years of life was all about waiting for that very day. I know it sounds pretty exaggerated but that was exactly how I felt. Her voice was indescribably powerful and I could feel so much emotions even though she looked tired on that day because she was from Manila. She ended the concert slightly later than expected, and she had to travel to KL the next day before coming back to Singapore for the last ever show of the Red Tour. The item lineup for the show was appropriate and it was very engaging. Taylor kept saying she loved Singapore and that's why she chose to come here twice, and that her mom grew up in Singapore. The choreo, lighting and the stage setup was spectacular! I could go on giving the reviews about the concert, but it will still be summarized in one word: perfection. So here are some photos for you to relate to my excitement.

with my secondary school buddy who is also now in NP :)

the entire stadium was filled with the colour red to embrace the event

She's so beautiful!

I was actually pretty close but it doesn't seem like it.

And that is how exciting it was! (Even though i'm completely aware that the set of pics doesn't depict a lot of excitement.)

I've also always contemplated whether to work even while schooling, so when the holidays were near, I didn't hesitate to include my name in the work schedule. Getting back to work was a lot of fun. I managed to pick up the hang of things very quickly and my colleagues were happy to see me back. Despite the conflicts and disputes among workers, I remained neutral and kept reminding them of how I am not involved in those controversies at all. I do understand that working life is mostly filled with adult-dramas but as a teenager working part time, I am so not going to get myself tangled with the oldies (sorry). And hence with that, I kept my mind very clear off the negative things and viola, my six days of getting back to work were really fun, pleasant and interesting few days of my holidays! Oh, not forgetting, I also did a lot of new things during work such as restocking supplies and counting stocks (which I tried to avoid for the past eight months of working there). So you could roughly gauge how motivated I was to go back to work. In fact this weekend, I'll be working :D

Besides all those main activities I did, I also managed to catch up with my close friends from secondary school who have now proceed on to JC, ITE, poly and some even in sec five. It was nice and refreshing to be catching up with them once again because we have all been very busy with school and other personal activities for the past few months. It's normal to be too occupied to always be spending time with one another, but keeping in touch and remembering one another's company is always important! In fact, we consider one another as our 'escape' from reality because being with old friends is always so much fun - we tend to forget all our woes!

Holidays were about two and a half weeks long and for all the other plan-less days, I took my time to stay home to relax with my parents and catch up on a lot of movies which I didn't get to watch before. I could say that out of all the hours I had to myself, I dedicated three-quarter of them to watch online movies. I love watching movies and just get really drawn into them. I watched a total of 24 movies throughout the holidays and I had no regrets. This was also the reason to my super screwed body clock - I stayed up til 4am every single night to watch online movies! 

Holidays are long over and it's time to get back on track.  Common test results weren't up to expectations but I will buck up along the way, I promise. I'll also have to catch up on my reading and assignments. Thank God for amazing people around me who are always bringing joy and laughter on a daily basis. If not for them, I can foresee having school as my next phobia! 

Week 1 to 7 in a nutshell!

It's nearing the second term and it took me quite some time to realize "Oh, i'm in poly now". A lot has changed - from the lifestyle, to the people, to the workload, to the teachers and even me. I've adapted to poly life in the past seven weeks, but it surely wasn't easy. 

My journey in Ngee Ann Poly has been alright thus far. Nothing very exciting, but not too dull either. Like I said in my very first journal entry, being in Health Sciences was definitely not my preferred choice and I had nothing to expect, but right now, I would say that I'm pretty blessed to be in Health Sciences. It's not the things I learn that make me say that but rather, the people around me. I bet I wouldn't find people as amazing as my classmates if I were to be in Fms. hehe.

Our very first s&w - dance sport

Our second s&w - gym

Our most recent s&w - adventure

 When I first stepped into the class, I began to judge every single one of  my classmates and thought, "Man, seems like I'm going to be stuck to Aqil and Vanessa for the rest of the year.." But as weeks go by, I would say that all of my classmates are great people. Even though I don't speak to all of them individually (since there isn't anything to say except hi's and bye's), I can still feel that we all do care for one another a lot through the warm hugs and the laughter we share which literally brings joy to my gloomy day. We have had some problems within the class and probably one or two of them could really get on my nerves at times but, I think that's what makes us a class. We learn more about one another as we go along. With every step we take together, I feel us getting more and more bonded; from the group works we had to do, to the s&w modules we take together and especially the trips we had together.

Not to forget, the bond we have with our lecturers, or as we call 'teachers'. We specially love those classes with teachers whom we can bond with, such as English and Behavioural Sciences. We are blessed to have such caring and great teachers who genuinely care for us and would spend time to make sure we're doing best for ourselves (like forcing us to read a book hahah). From week one to week seven, thanks to you teachers, the modules seems less of a drag!

English field trip, GARDENS BY THE BAY!

Very first class trip for Behavioural Sciences
 to Little India to interview foreign workers!

...And then there's the workload. For the past seven weeks, things are really going in the speed of a bullet. It's probably because we're learning the foundation and fundamentals, so we're technically just skimming through the whole thing. And it's either that I'm a really slow-learner, or the pace is deliberately made fast for us in Sem 1 so that we don't have to cramp more things Sem 2. But in both ways, I'm saying that I really cannot keep up. When I enter PFP, I literally had the mindset of being slightly slacker than those people taking o-levels, but boy was I wrong. Things are so much worse here than in secondary school no matter how much i tried to convince myself otherwise. Since week one to week seven, I couldn't feel anything but more work piling up. NOT because I haven't submitted them on time, but it just literally keeps on rolling non-stop. Not to mention how submissions can clash with common test. Crazy. I look around me and all my classmates are literally studying every second possible, and they're very very very very very competitive. I am not surprised. Me? I can be competitive at times but if everyone else around me are even more competitive, I'll feel rather demoralized and decide to keep up with my own pace.

and many more to go :)

Nevertheless, I've found people who are willing go through this with me, and they're none other than my four  buddies; Aqil (has always been), Vanessa, Lestor and Joel. You probably have noticed us sticking together pretty much all the time. All of us have our different strengths and we come from different backgrounds with different personalities - but it is the ability to open up to one another that makes us able to click right away. We were individuals who were the outcasts and separated from the rest, but when we get together, I feel like we work the best with one another. We compliment each other's weaknesses and when we are tasked to do something, we try our best to complete it while finding fun out of it. It's amazing to find people who have the same sense of humour as I do and bring so much joy/nonsense in my seven weeks of being in Ngee Ann. They're literally why I look forward to classes! I really hope to keep our bond together despite splitting into different classes next semester and different courses next year - me and Lestor in optometry, while the rest in nursing. 

Common test is around the corner, and some other tests have been conducted last week. My only worry is Math and I really hope I can at least pass it - I'd be more than happy! I hope school will continue to be more enjoyable. Despite the workload we all have to face, as long as I'm around my friends, I'll definitely stay motivated :)

Week Four and Five!

Today is an extremely hectic day. 

Dad sleeping, daughter selfie-ing HEHE

((Sorry for starting this on a bad note!!)) As you know, my dad went for a spine surgery and all praises to God that he's doing pretty fine, but he's going to be hospitalized for six weeks. And so, I just came back from the hospital. But you know, hospitals (esp SGH) are super strict about the number of visitors and they have this gantry system whereby only four visitors + two caregivers (my mom and bro) are allowed to visit during visiting hours. and during non visiting hours only two visitors + two caregivers are allowed to visit patients. Hence, I ended up having to stay at the lobby most of the time instead of seeing my dad... which is extremely pissing and a super waste of time because I would rather stay home and do my assignments instead! I was really angry that i ended up leaving early, but yeah, I must understand that this ridiculousness is supposedly 'HELPING'. But i seriously think it isn't. I swear if my bucket list of opening up a hospital were to come true, such system will be demolished.

Talking about bucket list, I did it - I presented my bucket list in front of the class! I honestly was not really satisfied of the marks I got, and many of my classmates were shocked about my marks too! But well, I guess I wasn't very confident about my presentation that day. I did put a lot of effort and had a lot of fun in the process of making my presentation, so I'm glad my friends liked my slides and my content! :) I'll continue improving on my presentation skills from then on. But can you give more feedback on my presentation so I can improve? THANKS :D

Moving on.

16th May! - Gym 

16th May!

On that very same week, we had Gym as our sports & wellness module after completing Cha-Cha. Gym was really tough after nearly forgetting what the word 'exercising' really meant. Nevertheless, I signed up as a member of the gym! How surprising is that? It shows that I really think the gym in NP is really great and it could actually motivate me to start exercising and keep fit again! Meanwhile for this week, we did Adventure (rock climbing) and had so much fun. It was one hell of a challenge to climb the wall and some of us didn't make it, but glad my group did despite the fact that our rock was the hardest to climb (as we were told)!! Looking forward to another two weeks of adventure during sports & wellness! 

That session however, turned into a photoshoot session too. As usual. hehe. Enjoy the series of photos!

Thanks to JOEL for his awesome dramatic phone effects i think this is super nice!

MADE IT TO THE TOP YAY

                               

MY NEW FAV PICTURE

Lestor belaying while Michelle managing rope (awwwww)

Congrats you made it till the end haha I bet you thought the series of pictures will never end. Yes so evidently, we had SO much fun that I could seriously consider taking this up as my S&W next year :) Climbing the wall was a challenge but climbing till the top was a great achievement and super satisfying! I've never really been that much of a sports person, but I've always liked high elements and all the challenge that comes with it. It kinda proves myself wrong about being weak physically/mentally! Belaying, however, was really tough. I perspired so much more as a belayer (the person who carries the weight of the climber who is climbing to make sure he's always secured), than when I was the climber. Your friend kinda need to have a lot of trust on you before climbing the wall. and if he or she falls, you'll have to support his/her weight. Huge responsibility coz you're technically carrying your friend's life!

Anyway, week five was so hectic.While you were having fun in Bali, my class and I were mugging like crazy for two tests that was on Wednesday. On top of that, we also had presentation to due on Tuesday for Behavioural Sciences (which wasn't graded). We ended up asking Mr. Chong to postpone our presentation to Thursday instead. The amount of stress was so great that I felt as though we all couldn't keep up. I was studying even during lunch which I thought would never happen in my entire life! But on that same weekend while you were away, my dad decided to bring my mom and I to KL for a short getaway before he goes for his surgery. I obviously couldn't say no, so I brought my textbooks there to study in the hotel (which was really sad)!

Btw, I saw a pony while shopping at KL haha

Having to do tons and tons of work during class and out of class is going to be normal from now on, I guess. With the essays (which i think i did really terrible for) and with the assignments/tests that my class and I are expected to complete, I just hope I can keep up and won't lose out. Something about me is that, I'm really competitive no matter in what aspect - be it studies, commitments or even computer games! It's something I've been trying to control because if my competitiveness gets out of hand, I find myself getting really demoralized and emotional. But it is also something that drives me to study or try harder in order to not let myself down. I've been lectured by my sis so many times about accepting failures and about being contented with the marks I get, yet I still do it over and over again that sometimes I get tired!

HAHA i had to add this somewhere cos i think it's nice. Thanks Joel!

Okay, this post is getting lengthy but it sums up my two weeks! I hope you've had a great time in Bali last weekend! From the pics which you sent last week, Bali seems like a reallyyyy pretty place to go for a vacation. I'll go there sometime!

Anyway, I'm considering to start work again like during weekends because I can't control myself from spending!! I can't possibly use my parents' money all the time right? What do you think about that?

OH and it suddenly struck me that I'll have to find a book to read for some book reviews for the blog posts right? Sigh cher, why you do this!! I have so many things to blog about okay? Hahaha. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this post. I'll see you next Tuesday! Have a good week ahead :) 

Time to do my behavioural science journal. *HUGE SIGH... LIFE*

Week Three!

So, here's another blog post about my week. It's already coming to the fourth week and I must say, third week was crazy quick. It was almost non-existent. I don't know why but time keeps getting faster and faster. This means that common test week and due dates for projects and presentations are nearing! Gosh, and soon enough, it'll be second sem. That's crazy!

Nevertheless, I could still remember some of the fun I had in school. On Monday, the class had decided to wear all blue well, basically because of the famous phrase "Monday Blues" and also because we didn't like the scheduled modules on Monday which was Bio and Maths. Despite the super long and dry day we had, I still had fun thanks to the my crazy bunch of classmates. Tuesday was black Tuesday, but we didn't take much pictures. 

well most of us wore blueee

HAHA super step pose

Anyway, in terms of studies, I really think that it's getting tougher. Maybe because of the workload which I really need to get used to. I procrastinate a lot. I always feel like I have so little time to do things, especially for myself, hence, I get tired of things super easily. Then, I end up choosing to go to sleep instead. I know it doesn't make sense but, I guess I often catch myself doing that! I mean, to a certain extent, rest is really important, but I should learn to manage my time; in which I can get enough sleep and do quality work! Or else, I'll keep on being way behind others! 

 district mates

it's always good to have lunch with great company :)

Graded assessments are coming!!! For Biology, our class test is going to be in week 5. For English, our graded presentation will be this coming Thursday (which I havent prepared for). For Math, common test is coming super quick.  I am very worried for Bio and Math but, I hope to catch up pretty soon. I need to really learn to procrastinate less (even though during Behavioural Sciences, we did learn that procrastination isn't ALL bad.) Talking about Behavioural Sciences, the graded journal entries are ongoing and I feel like it's about to make my head explode. The fact that every entry is being graded and  the lecturer will be commenting on them (not just any comments but like something that opposes your views and make you think harder about what you already thought of), is really frightening. I mean, it's okay if you have an issue linked to the topics you learnt in mind, but if you don't and you know that you NEED to submit like two journal entries in order to catch up... then that's a major problem! But I can gladly say that I've been acing my journal entries so far, yay! (i only submitted 2 out of 8 entries so far though).

Moving on,

p.s. the lab coat was really new

cheek cells from the microscope hahaha

On Wednesday, bio practical was really fun! We got to use the microscope again to draw out our cheek cells and it's pretty fun and interesting. I really wish biology was like that every week. No matter how difficult it is to cope with the theory part of biology, we still look forward to practical class every week.

Out with district mates!

On Thursday, I went to watch Oculus with my district mates (plus Aqil)! If you haven't heard of Oculus, the new horror movie, you have to go watch or read about it! It's a really mind-boggling show which I thought was scary enough to make my friend cry hahaha. The ending is really annoying and saddening no doubt, but all in all, I would rate is 8/10 for a very unusual and unexpected plot :D By the way, we watched it at my work place (Shaw Theatres) and it was nice seeing all my friends there!

FPHS CHA CHA CLASS hehe

Next! REALLY sad to be blogging about this but, it's already the end of our three weeks learning dance sport as S&W module. I really loved learning it and I had fun on every single session even though it starts at 8 am. The instructor was really fun and really clear in teaching us the steps and learning Cha-cha dance was a really great experience! I could confidently say that my class and I dance really well and even the instructor said that the class was a really great one; changed his impression on PFP classes! Can you imagine that? But sigh, life goes on. The next S&W module will be gym. and I don't know how to feel about that.

So, I'm really preparing myself to face week four and I should really start preparing for my bucket list speech once I get the feedback on the four things I picked in the list. But on the contrary, tomorrow is mothers' day so.. family time should be prioritized :) Oh, speaking about family, I just got to know that my dad will be going through a major surgery concerning the spine and nerves. I am honestly very very worried, but I should think and hope for the good things instead because surgeries are there to make people recover from their condition, right? 

 I guess that's all for the post this time. Do give me comments on how I should improve on the blog because I'm not sure how to make it interesting anymore. What more in weeks to come? I bet you'll ask us to stop blogging soon enough. Haha. Enjoy your weekend and Happy Mothers' Day to our Moms!