Exam Fever

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Quote of the Day:

'Everyday we're doing what we have to do, not what we wish to do. Everyday, we are still looking for what we actually want in life.'- Yeowyn

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EXAM IS HERE!!!

AND I'M NOT PREPARED!!!

WHAT IF I.......*touch wood* fail my paper....

If only I have 36 hours a day instead of 24.

If only there is nothing call Facebook and MSN.

If only 20 marks is the passing mark.

If only LLB is just as easy as SPM....

ARGH.....!!!!!

Love,

Nichole

I'm In Love..... Again....

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Word of the Day:

bibliothèque. Library in French

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I'm in love with the library...!!!

Yes, you get it right. I love the library.

For once, I finally manage to effectively do my revision in the library.

FYI, since primary school, I can never study in the library. 

Too much distractions.

But this time, I manage to minimize all the library distraction and focus on my own work. Kudos to me!!!

Reason behind this is because, my trusted MacBook at home is the bigger distraction than library's distraction!!!

Love,

Nichole

Exams against Life

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Quote of the Day:

'Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you're alive, it isn't' - Richard Bach

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They says, college/university life is the best phrase of life one will get. How true is this? I say not really. At least not mine. You judge for me will you?

Continues few weeks of sleepless nights, finally I manage to finish all the coursework including Trust assignment and Evidence's VIVA (FYI, oral exam).

So, what's next?

Will I get back all the sleep I missed?

NO!!!!

A month to exam and BAC prepared us a whole hell revision months by having revision classes from 10 to 3 everyday including weekends. Yes, such dedicated college huh.

And what's the consequences of having such a college life?

It stripped off all my social life. An obvious example, people get sick of asking me out for gathering or what sort, and my answer will always a big fat no due to heavy school work.

So lets say, its fine to sacrifice my social life for better future, college life did not only allow me to have a handful of new buddies, it also ripped off my old buddies away from me. Example, a kind of close, or either better to say, used to be, my close friend celebrating 21st Birthday, and I'm not invited because I've been forgotten after long period of not keeping in touch.

Okay, benefit of doubt, friends are endless assets, you will lose some but sooner or later gaining more. College life broke my bridge to the outside world. Due to constant heavy work load, I'm stuck in front of the computer more than books and news. There are a whole collection of books pending on my table but I just couldn't squeeze out my time to finish them. Worst, I slowly lost interest in reading books now, except for Law text book.

Yes, books are pass time activities. Fine. College life brings me bad health. I have no extra hour for my gym. I would rather spend that hour for my short nap to power up my energy level. Without sports and long hours of computers, I suffer headache more often than before. 

Health can be heal by vitamin shots. Fine. College life made my closet miserable. Without proper shopping, some of my cloths are faded and a handful of them does not goes well with others. The amount of my heels dying are faster then getting a new ones. My shoe count had deteriorate. 

To conclude, college life not the same again as compared to last year's. Last year, I had such carefree college life which I regret so much now. Just another 2 months and I will regain my life. People out there, NICHOLE WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES OF SCHOOL WORKS AND WILL BE BACK!!! BEWARE!!!

As for now, end my 10 minutes potty break and back to my revision.

I can do it!!! I can pass my finals!!! I will go to Aber!!! I will be a smart law scholar!!!

Love,

Nichole

What I learn From BAC

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Book of the Day:

Princess Masako by Ben Hills

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As the time passed, I think back and did a simple calculation.

I've been attending my Law degree in BAC for about 6 months now.

The first few months is a big struggle for me. Different environment, different teaching method, different materials and the biggest difference is people.

The previous college I attended have better environment and admin system as compared, but as to people, I would say BAC has the better ones.

From what I've experienced, BAC people are all humble, including the first class honor couple who are doing their 2nd degree now. People there do not plot against each other. No rivalry. No showing off. They are all very helpful and very willing to share their knowledge. They told me what I should know about this college and the teaching method. They help me fit in. They help me through the tough time. And best of all, they do not have political attitude.

In the previous college, not sure if I ever mentioned, there's this girl in my class, very automatically, both of us don't like each other. We did nothing offensive to each other before. We just don't get along from the very first day. Perhaps we think we're the threat to each other.

However, in BAC, none of this situation occur. Instead, everyone seems so friendly and likable. I made friends super easily there. Even the backbenchers are all friendly, approachable and helpful.

Lecturers in BAC are just like friends to us. We have such close ties that we can talk about everything. They are so approachable that they even gave us their personal email address and mobile number so that we can ask them question anytime. They are all fair and equal. They do not dislike any student. They even smoke cigarette together with the students before and after class, and sometimes during break. Although I don't think this is what a lecturer should do. Those practicing lecturer will always fill us in with the latest interesting case. They discuss their opinion, openly, towards the country's current affair.  

The BAC people even think of me when they are dealing some universities confusion with the admin people. They helped me clear my doubt although I never told them my doubt; They include me in the uni's accommodation even without knowing that's my choice. They even called me all the way to Melbourne just to confirm my name so that they could fill in the accommodation preference just in case I missed out by the time I came back. They help me to catch up with my class whenever I absent from class. They are all super hardworking there. They do not get distracted when it is study time. We could discuss an issue and everyone get a chance to speak up and get heard. We share our opinion towards the principle. We help each other with their difficulties in studies. We are never stingy in sharing information or research we got for our assignment. We all get along so well like as if we had know each other for years. This types of friendship development, is my first time experience. Really.

I get the respect a classmate should have there. I get the attention that I've always craving for. I get to battle together with all these BAC people for our final year in KL. 

And soon, I will have plenty friends in Aberystwyth since 80% of the BAC people going there. They even want me to be their housemate. This is the first time I did not do the first step of approaching but they did.

With different places, I get to see different people. And different people, I get to understand different behavior. This is what I call Life experience. Something money can't buy.

Love,

Nichole 

  

My BFF...!! (In a vain voice)

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Movie of the day:

Not another teen movie

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Walking down the memory lane, I realise all these years, I do not have a permanent best friend. Yes, no doubt I have plentiful of close friend, but seriously, I do not have a really really close best friend where we'll do anything and everything together.

Kenny once told me that he evaluate all his friends/classmate after every semester to see if there's any 'worth' knowing friends. I hereby doing the same but to see if there's any plausible best friend candidate.

First stop, Kindergarten.  

I barely could remember any of my kindergarten schoolmates. All I know is, my first kindergarten is at Puchong, call The Polka Dot Kindergarten. And our uniforms are all polka dots. I finish my last year of kindergarten in another kindergarten located at Petaling Jaya. This very kindergarten provides lunch for us brats. And I love their lunch. Menu includes vegetable congee, shaped biscuit with cold cocoa drinks or sometimes soup. I like their vegetable congee the most. Even now I'm still thinking about that congee and no one, NO ONE can cook as good as the principle's congee. And guess thats the only vegetable congee I don't mind eating.

Number of candidate: Nil.

Second stop, Primary School.

My primary school, I am very proud to say, I am a SRJK (C) Choong Wen student. It's one of the oldest school. It existed even before the forming of Malaysia. Since year 1 till I graduated, I'm still in the same old class, ie, the stupidest class. I believe I mentioned this before, during my year 1, I made friend with this guy and we immediately became really close. We even made people misunderstand us. But good thing never last long. So, there goes a plausible candidate into the pool of failure candidate. As years goes by, I made friend with this really nice girl. We can spend hours and hours talking non stop. But, like I said, good thing never last long. She transfer to another part of KL. Even so, we still keep in contact till sometimes later, we both were too busy and thus another candidate into the pool of failure candidate. During primary school, the pool of classmate's future career is so wide that can be anything and everything. All different background, different personality and different ambition. 

Number of candidate: Zero.

Third stop, High School.

High School, the place I call life changing place. Year 1, I am such a badass. I mingle around all the wrong people. Thinking that I am cool. And the results of such life? Sucky results. Year 2, I am so traumatized by my sucky result and decide to turn over a new leaf. I do not really mingle around but manage to made friend with a few of smart people and went tuition with them, for the result's sake. And my result immediately increase dramatically and also the year I met Nicholas. Year 3, I am so freaking sad that with my result, I am allocated to the last class. I mean hell, base on my result, I should be allocated to a better class. In the last class, I manage to found about two to three classmate who are in the same shoe as me. But regardless of being in the last class, I studied even harder to emerge from that sucky class. But, I must say, in that class, I made alot of good friends. Year 3 is where I am being treated as a real friend and the smart one in the class; is where I met Pauline and MunnSing; is where I got the best student of the class award. However, the pool of classmate's future career is still as wide as ever. Year 4 and 5, we were centralized and separated base on our plausible future career. I'm in the sub-art stream where my classmates' future career will be mostly business or art related. And thus a better understanding between fellow classmates. But I was wrong, even when we all have a closer set of mind as compared to the science people, I do not really mingle well with them this is because everyone already had their very one clan. But I did met Alvin, GX, Shing Yi, Leeza and William. 

Number of candidate: 8

Forth stop, A Levels

Taylor's University College. Where the pool of possible future career drew smaller. Either economics, finance, law or mathematics (which is also economics). Here, I met alot of fine people. The one who gave a real big impact to me are, Jennifer, Roxanne, Elizabeth, Michelle, Cyril, Bee, Shane and Cheah Ying. I had lots of fun and learn so much from them. Needless to say, 18 months passed so fast that I do not even manage to get to know them better.

Number of candidate: 8

Fifth stop, Law Degree year 1

Help University College. Where everyone's passion are the same. Law. I had even more fun here. I became very muhiba. I learned the Indian culture, the Malay's culture and even some African culture. I started to attend parties invitation like Deepavali and Hari Raya. I went Nasi Bryani with fellow classmates and friday date with banana leaf rice. The consequences of such blissful and carefree life, crappy results and re-sit of exams. Nonetheless, I made the most close friend ever. They are, KahJun, Krystle, Justin, Syateer, Nithi, Jamie, Alyaa, Brindha, Kulthum, Naeem, Jamal, Sidaarth and Dya.

Number of candidate: 13

Sixth stop, Law Degree year 2

Brickfieds Asia College. Where all the possible year 3 classmates gather. These people, although I do not know them well enough yet, but I can see passion in them. They are all smart and hyper hardworking people. And also down to earth. However, I dedicate my year 2 to studies but not befriend. Hence, till now, the only classmate I talk the most to will be Julia, Kelly, Dhayalini, Bayzel, Lucas and Kiren. I sincerely hope that either one of them could be one of my plausible candidate, but they are yet to be. I do not know them well, yet. Perhaps another year or semester will do the trick.

Number of candidate: 0.

Total of plausible candidate: 0+0+8+8+13 =29

And the chosen one: NONE.

Reason?

Simple. Reason number one, some of them were at another side of the globe. Reason number two, as time passed, people change and we might not be as close as we used to anymore. Reason three, I couldn't pick any of them. They all have their very own personality. They are all very special and one of its kind. So, I rather have 10 friends than a best friend. They all can satisfy my different needs. They are all equally important to me. And I cherish all of them.

Love,

Nichole 

Picture of the Month.... Wait... of the YEAR!!

Behold fellow readers. Today, I would like to present you PICTURE OF THE YEAR!!

Take a deep deep breath mate. Trust me, you will need it.

Here comes....

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Macam mana? Awesome picture isn't it?

With the perfect matching of her hair, her specs and the bloody Mickey's hand tees.

So, who wants to date this hot biatch huh?

JieJie here don't mind match making.

Love,

Nichole

p/s: Sorry Syateer, it is so so so funny that I have to share it to the world. Okay, may be they don't think it's funny, but HELL!!! I'm laughing my head off and gasping for oxygen. My oh my, I'm still laughing at it after seeing this picture for a gazillion times. 

Song of the Week

How is it?

Personal opinion... I think he's voice could do million of jazz songs.

He's so Michael Buble to me.

And, his Michael Buble can kill!!!

However, I still think that there's something lacking in he's singing skill. Perhaps some classes or tuning needed. And I believe, he can make it big if he had fine tuned and excel the skill.

Let me tell you more about the person behind this voice. 

He is once a model, he is a French lecturer, he do opera, chinese opera to be exact, he's a law scholar and he swear in the court, moot court to be exact. And, he's my dear friend Justin Steven Lim (used to be Justin Astonia Lim). Best part is, he always show his best to others. I mean fashion sense. He also influence people to realise that one can be fashionable too.

Get to know him and you'll love him. At least LM does. Upon first meeting him. And my love here does not mean sexually kind of love. But friendship kind of love. Because he's belong to someone already. Someone he love sooooo much. Am I right my friend...

 

There're more song and I actually intend to upload the latest 2 songs he sent me but for some reason both blogger and you tube denied the audio format.

Anyway, here's some videos of his performance. Enjoy...

Crave for more?

Click here to his you tube page.

Love,

Nichole

First Impression

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Quote of the Day:

Oscar Wilde, 'Morality, like art, means drawing a line someplace.'

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Was chatting with my friend and I have no idea how the hell we touches the subject of first impression, well actually I do know how but that's not the main point. This word actually inspire me to write about it.

Although my memory of younger days weren't as good as my current fresh memory, but I'll try to remember as much as I can as I write.

Lets start from the earliest stage for education year.

Kindergarten. 

I can't remember anything from that stage of education. The only thing I remember is that I am one small kid who knows nothing but hiding away all my homework so that I don't have to do them.

Primary school. 

My first friend, a boy. A shy boy who only speaks English. And so happened, the teacher locate him in front of me. We get to know each other when my class having a 'class trip' to the toilet. Well, Mr Shy and I refuse to follow and decide to stay in the class. The main reason for me to stay back is because I am such a chicken and dare not to move around worrying something bad will happened. I am such a paranoid since young!!! Anyway, I enjoy reading story books since young, and so happened mom bought me The Lion King story book. I was reading it while other off to the toilet trip. So, he's sitting in front of me with no friends. As a friendly girl as my mom always wish me to be, I tapped his shoulder and offer him my story book. And thus our friendship bloom from this very moment. We were such good friend that I though we could be friend forever. But good times always end faster than usual. Few months later, he told me he's dad will be transferring him to English-major school. So, as the new generation kid, he promised to give me his phone number and address before he go. Because we were just 7 and we barely know our own address, so I though he'll get the information from his parents and give it to me next day. 

However, the next day, he absent from the class and the teacher announce that Mr Shy had left us to other school. I got not even a good-bye from him, don't mention phone number. The only piece of information I know is he stay in one of the condominium at OUG. And now, I've move to OUG, not because of him, but I still hoping to bump into him someday. As elderly says, people change around time, especially after 13 years, we all will look totally different and I can't even recall his name, so, I think the chances of me bumming into him and saying hi once again is as low as nil. Who knows, may be we once walk pass each other but not knowing each other.

Secondary school. 

My first friend in CHS is Mak Choi Man. Not to say first friend, she's the first who I speak to. Clearly I remember what I said and what she reply. I said, 'Hai, is this line 1F1?'. Her reply, one cold nod and turn back to face the front. My first impression to her, she's so smart and I'm going to be beaten by her smartness. However, as time pass, surprising enough, not only her result were as bad as mine, she turn out to be a total bitch and we barely talk to each other. Yes, we held not grudges towards each other, but we were two different type of people, so better not to talk. 

A levels. 

My very first friend from Taylor's is Jennifer. She's the one who approach me and introduce herself to me. We clicked immediately as she is so nice and so motherly. She's smart and nice and everything. We even go for lunch together. We always hang around and she bought me a surprise birthday chocolate ball which granted me my 18th Birthday wish. She is always there for me and teach me whatever that I don't know. However, one cannot beat time. We finishes our course and has to go different way. But, we still keep in touch. 

Law School. 

The very first person who give me such deep impression on the orientation day is Justin. Ignore the fact that half of my classmates are my Taylor's class mate. Anyway, Justin is the campus guide on that day. He's very good in it, no doubt. And my impression to him, lets see, I want to be like him, as in his smartness and his Dior big shades. However, after knowing him better now, man, I want to be like him more!!! He IS actually very talented in many area and he still having a Dior big shades. And yesterday he ask me to tell the truth on what I think about his dressing style, I have totally no idea how to answer. Because, I have no comment about it!!! And, Justin, just in case you're reading this, I'm not complimenting you. I'm just telling truth!!!  

The very first person I spoke to in class is, Naeem. The Kenya Indian boy. My impression to him is a bad one. An arrogant ass. Truth is, Naeem is such a nice person. Smart, nice, funny and good socialist. Another person who spoke to me together with Naeem is Richie, Mr Rich. I think, he's a fool. In a good way. 

Another person who speak to me about first impression is Kah Jun. I first spoke to him during the get-to-know-each-other-session. I ask him a very weird question, in a polite way, 'I know it is rude to ask but may I know why you like tight shirt?'. No one knows, Kah Jun and I later became such good friend and he even volunteer to be my brother. So, I asked him if he still remember I once asked him such rude question, and how does he feels at that very moment. He says, at that very moment, he hated me and think I'm a bitch. But after getting to know me better, he realise I'm a fun person and asking blunt and rude questions are part of me. Not surprise right?

After all the first impression experience I could remember, I realised (believe you all realised it as well) most of my friends/good friends/close friends/first friends are guys. Reason is simple, because I LOVE MAN!!! Mwahahhahahaha....

Now you know me more....!!!

Have a nice day!!!

Love,

Nichole

 

PB3 v LT2 (vers.2)

After knowing each other better in this few months, I have to re-compare some of them as I realize first appearance may not be really accurate. Some remain the same as some did change and I also add in more people!!!

Here's the unchanged people:

Sue Bee vs Anita Natasha

Tzun Tzin vs Jacson

Yusnie vs Kelly

Ah Jia vs Natasha

And here's the changed:

Teong Seng vs Kah Jun

Amir vs Sidaarth

Willaim vs Vicknish

Kevin Kumar v Naeem

Here's the add-on:

Cyril vs Jamaal

Yvonne vs Jamie

Vxin vs Kenny

Cheah Ying vs Ivy

Alex vs Rich

Rox vs Allia

Lee Chian vs Ching Yi

Ah Lian vs Hui Ann

Ah Jen vs Dayalini

Pearlyn vs Dya

Li En vs Illy

thats all I guess....

Love,

Nichole @ Lai Yin

PB3 vs L2

I found some similarity between PB3 and L2.

Sue Bee vs Anita Natasha

Tzun Tzin vs Jacson

Teong Seng vs Mr Rich

Amir vs Naeem

Willaim vs Ting Feng's friend who don't talk

Yusnie vs Kelly

Ah Jia v Natasia

Kevin Kumar v Jamaar (but Jamaar is taller and bigger than Kevin)

Oh well, I'm loving L2. And very obvious that Pui Yee loves L2 so much more than me…

Love,

Nichole @ Lai Yin

P/s: I finally finish my 1^st legal essay. I sent to LK and she says my essay is whole lot of rubbish. So I have to re-do it in less than 12hours time.

The Last Dinner….

After economics paper, we have two hours time before our 'Last Dinner'. So, Jen, Roxy, Elizabeth and I head to the nearest mall which I forgotten the name (not Pyramid). Reason? Prom coming man!!! Those girls need something for prom!! So I tag along. I love going shopping. Everyone knows that. First, we went to cosmetic part. Oooo…….. I love cosmetic. I want a foundation!! But I already have one!! Anyway, during this hurry shopping, Jen, Roxy and I got a clutch!! And it's so cheap! Yea, it may be useless for me but one day I'll be attending who's ever prom night too right… so, WHO EVER has a prom to attend, please bring me along… I don't mind taking pictures for you, as long as you pay for my prom ticket… mwahahahahahha……

Its 5 evening and it's the last dinner time!! So, we're all there, except Sue Bee, Tzun Tzin and Teong Seng, having steamboat and eating chicken wings. Secretly I wonder when will be the next time we sit together on the same table and have our meal. What will be our chat topic after not meeting each other in a zillion years? I have no idea. While everyone happily eating and Yvonne announce that she got to run. She has to attend a dinner held by her US University's senior. There you see, everyone is meeting a new circle of friend already. Except for me. I'm still sticking to my dogs and teddy and living in the imaginary world. And Yvonne told us that she'll be leaving in the early July for her US uni acceptance. Gosh, she's starting her uni already while I'm still praying hard, hoping that a uni will accept me. How I wish I'm smart.

Later, Teong Seng called. He asks if I'll be leaving early because he wanted me to drop him at the Pearl International Hotel for a talk. So I agreed as that lame hotel is just less than a 5 minutes ride from my house. And guess what, I ask why is Sue Bee, Tzun Tzin and him so late, he replied something that made me almost fall from the chair. "We went back to Kajang for satay". Gosh, we'll be having dinner already and they still went to have satay. I bet its Sue Bee that keeps bagging Tzun Tzin for satay.

About 7evening, the three of them finally reached. And they start digging in their food so hurry like as if they did not eat their satay just now. And I got to go already. I have to reach home by 8pm and I'll be heading to the air port to pick up my sister. It's already 7.45pm and Mr Teh Teong Seng still happily eating his prawn when. So I left without him. Argh, let him deal with his own transportation la. Who ask him to go Kajang for satay and worst when he doesn't bungkus some for me. Mwaahahahha…..

After the Last dinner I call it, out side was drizzling as if it's crying for our farewell, the radio playing When You're Gone by Avril, My heart sank more when I thought of the chances that we'll meet in the future are so little or even nil. I speed to the maximum speed that my car can take, wishing to reach home as soon as possible because I'm afraid. Yes, I'm afraid to be alone, especially after such a farewell. I do not want to be alone. I want to be with lots of people.

Oh well, finally reach home by 8pm sharp. And I just hop in my dad's car, head to the air port with my books and files.

My family and I will be heading to Bangkok the next day at 5.50am. And my stuff still unpacks yet!!

Love,
Nichole@ Lai Yin

Last Day in College.

I'm driving all the way from CHS to Taylor's University College with a heavy heart. I know it. I sense it. I will never turn back time. It is not exam that bothers me, but the farewell that I'll be facing later. As I sat in my car, trying to concentrate on my accounting, my brain flies towards the future. Wondering what will I become 1 year later? I'm depressed in this very moment. I don't wish to be apart with my current class mate but I have to. 18 month is too short. I know I'm greedy but I want more.

I have to get out of my car as soon as possible to cure my depression and so I'll have extra few minutes to be with my friends. As I walk out from the car and towards the exams hall, people that I meet along the route, familiar things I passed by and the fresh morning air, everything seems different today. It looks more welcoming but yet sad. May be it's my own imagination.

After the accounting paper, everyone went to different places to study for their next paper after lunch break. I, as usual, went to Starbucks. I look up from my massive and ugly handwriting, stairs into the after-rain-sky. Having a cup of latte on my right and economics on my left in Starbucks will not be the best way to spend such a lovely afternoon. But it's a must as there's one more final paper to end my A Level. There's 3 middle age man sitting opposite me and they are having those dirty talk. They're discussing about the teenage girl they've fucked last weekend. As the fault word and dirty noise pollute the air, I felt like storming to them and slap them and ask them to respect as they are disgracing the female. I shall concentrate on my books than that dirty old man.

Hours later, I darken the last box on my MCQ answer sheet. My leg secretly dances the victory dance under the table; my heart had a big relief; my sweaty palm finally get to stop all the massive and hurry writing; my brain finally back to the normal spinning rate; my eyes finally get to rest with no more blue word dancing on my narrow line test pad. YES, A Level finally ends by darkening the 30^th answer of economics. We do not have big grand graduation celebration like the ICUP-ians. According to Ms Grace, we should not celebrate it because A Level is just a minor start of our real life. We will still walk a long way to archive what our heart desire to. We will never put a full stop on our life till the very last moment. This is just the beginning of our life. Short but yet determined the possible future you might lead. I'm not sure if law really does suits me, but I'm sure it'll give me a good turn out. What will happen after this? Only god knows. How will we end up being? Only god knows.

Of all 4 stages of schools I've attended, the shortest is this 18 month in Taylor's University College. But yet I've meet a whole bunch of nice people and I've learn more than high school. This 18 months had given me a very good memory to tell my future kids *if I have any*. From aimlessly falling for the wrong guy to meeting more guys; from a headless chicken that run from block to block just to search for the class rooms to drawing map and showing way to the juniors. I'll miss my college life. How I wish A Level is a two year program; how I wish I could meet nice people during university *if I get into any*.

Now we'll be heading towards different path. If luck enough, I might be in the same university with either one of them. Ah.. I wish… like I'll get acceptance from any university.

Love,

Nichole@ Lai Yin

Pearlyn and I in the exams hall after our last paper.

Friday...!!

It's Friday. I'm supposed to study tort today. But I end up just studied half a chapter in the morning while I'm waiting for Cheah Ying to photocopy the marking scheme. Yes, I went back to college AGAIN. Although today I don't have exam, but I still went to college. This time, I'm not alone. Cheah Ying, Roxanne, Jen and I were studying in the cafeteria. Speaking of Cheah Ying, I felt so bad. I reached college by 7.20am as usual. I parked my car and return to my lalaland in my Aveo. Mommy will be screaming at me if she knows I'm sleeping in the car again. Anyway, I texted Ms Harjit and ask if I can get my essay back by 8am. But she never replies. Guess she's too busy to notice her phone, or she's still sleeping??!! Anyway, I wake up by 8am sharp due the morning sun is shining into my car directly into my face. I can even feel the heat as if burning my face like a barbeque pig face. So I HAVE to wake up and move on to college. Sigh, it's getting boring when you have to go to college just for the sake of passing up an essay. Not that I stay next to Taylor or what.

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Went to CAL stuff room, meet Ms Grace and she's giving me the 'what are you doing here AGAIN while the others burying their brain into mountains of books' look. Greeted her, walk pass her and there goes the stuff room. Great. I start my day by doing such a boring thing. Took my essay, Mr Harjit is too busy to discuss about the mistake I did in my essay, so she just gave me the marking scheme and some extra point written on my essay to tell me what I've missed. Than, I called Cheah Ying. The ringing goes on and on. When I'm planning to give up, she picks up the phone. FINALLY. It is very obvious that she's still sleeping and I woke her up. I'm a dead meat. I woke the volcano up...!! Anyway, she ask me to wait at the cafe for another half an hour. Great. Studying at the cafe with all the morning-breakfast-people. I forgotten to bring my water bottle and Taylor's cafe and close down due to losses, hence, no water, no breakfast and no energy. (Yes, I could walk to Kios to buy but I'm just plain lazy.) Cheah Ying came, took my marking scheme, start doing her cut and paste while I'm day dreaming early in the morning. Yes Edwin, Piscean does love day dreaming. And no Michelle, this Edwin not your Edwin, he's a friend of mine that I know since form 3. About an hour later, Rox and Jen came. Great. All 3 of us get scolding from Cheah Ying. Reason? Because I wake her up early in the morning. But she's the one that ask us to meet up by 8.30am!! Anyway, she claims that she's in bad mood because she have to wake up early when she don't have to, than, the cut and paste work of hers is like never ending. Her mood turn better when Jen ask her some Math paper7 question and she can answer it in just a tick of second. Great!! It's 11am and I'm hungry and dehydrate. Finally, Cheah Ying cut and paste finish, photocopied and done!! Great! I have another half an hour to get McD breakfast before they stop serving breakfast. Get my McMuffin and my coffee, on the way to get my car, I heard someone doing the horny-guy-hey-sexy-look-here-sound, of course, I did not turn and see who did that sound because I know I'm not their target as I'm not sexy. I continue walking and the sound turn to a girl voice 'Lai Yin...'. Great. That horny-guy sound is actually my ex-class mate. After hi-bye with her, I walk to my car and drive home with the fastest speed I can. Great!! My Aveo max speed that I get is only 140km/h. Reached home, share my breakfast with mommy. And very obvious, she keep her share and only eat it 2 hours later as she claim that she's not allow to eat after Yoga. Great. Alvin went online and he's very pissed with the UTAR management. He's asking me if I know how to host a web page and he wanted to assault UTAR with it. Me being the kind middle person, I texted Kenny and told him about it and Kenny don't mind giving some advice to Alvin as Kenny has once been in Alvin's shoe. So, I sent Alvin Kenny's number and off to pick up sister with my darling Yuki.

And my day just drag on by doing nothing, walking around the whole house till daddy came back from his golf and bough us lunch. Than he just suddenly asks us to prepare, he'll be bringing us to renew our pass port. Great. I'm in my pj and I'm not ready! I did not even get to eat my lunch, very quickly, I blowed dry my hair and put on some make up, of course, I need make up as I'll be taking pictures. If I don't, I'll look like a white A4 paper with no colour on my face, and my eye will look as if I just woke up, and my lips will look like a dry leaves. Than, with a very fast speed, I literally DRINK my pork and century egg porridge. Great. I nearly get choke by the egg and that bloody dry chicken breast meat. I wonder why the porridge is having chicken breast meat in it. It should be pork and century eggs only right? Swallowed 2 huge cups of water, simply pick up my Guess bag with my pencil case, calculator and personal umbrella still in it, throw my college make up bag into it as well, grab my diary-organizer which it work as my purse as well, hand holding my pair of heels and bare foot jump into my dad's Volvo. Took pictures and the form than head home. For the entire evening, from 4 to 8, whole house include both dogs except me and my maid, others are all asleep.

*here comes the interesting part*

I'm not sleeping but crying. I'm been crying for the few hours, WHY? Because I'm watching 1 litre no namida. That is such a sad story. Not finish yet, just done with 3 episode and I've almost finish a whole box of tissue. Serious, it's really a worth watching Japanese series and its base on the true story. I may be a bit out dated for me to only watch it now because I'm not convinced by my class mate till I watch the trailer on the tv that day. I even cry for the trailer. YOU ALL SHOULD WATCH IT!! I would rather spend time to watch this series than smiling pasta which is so ridiculous.

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This is how my family and friends react to my writing

Mommy : your writing is like a peanut. All round and small.

My response: I think it look more like sesame than peanut. Peanut is huge okay.

Roxanne: oh look, ants on the paper walking to me....!! (Hence, she describes small writing as ants!!)

My response: hahaha....

Jennifer: Michelle's writing is pointy and yours better, its round

My response: that's why mommy says it's a peanut.

Daddy: your writing is getting worst. Even my writing is better than yours.

My response: daddy, let my write THAT for you. Your writing is very obviously...ahem...CREATIVELY CURVY...

Lai Ming: It's very lovely for you to fill in the form for me but do you mind write in a bigger font?

My response: TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT??!! (obviously, she have to bare with it because she dislike filling in forms.)

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Message to specific person

Lai Ming: get well soon and PLEASE TAKE YOUR MEDICINE OKAY?? Beware what you're eating!! Not fruits for you young lady!!

Lai Kwan: I wan a present from you and Pete too....!!

Daddy and mommy: I Love You. And thanks for being such a cool parents..!! you guys rox!!

Kenny: Thanks for promoting me in your blog!!

Alvin: Good luck to you and your UTAR.....

Cheah Ying: SOOOOO sorry for waking you up....

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Good nite!!

Love,

Nichole @ Lai Yin

PB3 newsletter....

EXAMS!!! FINALS~~

Okay, exam starts today. and it's Law paper 1 which is English Legal System, something that i hate so much!! It just don't seems right and it just sound so ridiculous. I prefer Law of Contract and Law of Tort. at least it's fun to read. anyway, today's paper sux. I studies Bail, Legal Profession, Judicial precedent, Equity( text book version, which is a big big mistake), Delegated Legislation, statutory Interpretation and ADR. I know!! out of 16 chapter, i only studied 8 of them!! In fact, it's not tat bad right? I studied half of it, although Equity in text book are wrong, but I DID MEMORISED IT LIKE MAD!!! And this shows how stupid I am. ehehehhehe... anyway, the question came out police power, sentencing, magistrates' court, Equity, Delegated Legislation and Statutory Interpretation. Yes, I studied half of the book and the question came out half of it was the topic that I studied. And this is what wise man always says about it ' you'll get what you've put in'. Now I do realised wise man words are real!!! so, LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW.... okay, Lai Ming screaming 'ENOUGH OF LAW in your blog and friendster'..... eheheheheh....

anyway, we're supposed to do 3 question out of 6 from the paper. guess you all know which question i did right. and you guys must be saying 'Hey, isn't that good that the chapter you studied and it came out? so, why sux?' Let me tell you why, BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO WRITE...!! Yes, I know the chapter, but the question is just asking part of it. So what Pui Yi and I did was, we wrote the whole topic as the answer. And we did the same question. And she's just sitting in front of me. So lets hope that we could score well for ELS this time. Or we'll be in big trouble. May be it's just me in big trouble, Pui Yi is too smart to be in trouble.

went library after exam. thinking to photocopy some math question to bring back home and prepare for tomorrow's exam. was looking into all the locker, heck, all full. How am i supposed to keep my bags in?? GUESS WHAT.... I saw Yvonne's BAG!!! YAY!! I can keep my stuff there. than i went into the library, and than I meet PB3 people every corner I went!! that's so freaky. I dint know PB3 people were so hardworking. Good job guys!! too bad that I cant join you guys, as you all know, i can NEVER EVER concentrate in library, there's too many eye candy!! So I went to my fav place, Starbucks, to do my math while waiting time to pass plus a cup of venti latte!! I have no idea why I can concentrate in Starbucks. not that Starbucks any batter than library, in fact worst. there's more eye candy there. but i just dont seems to stalk on them. while i'm happily doing my math, mommy texted me. she says daddy n mommy were in Kuala Selangor now. I was like 'WHAT??!!'. they can just leave their job and drive to K.Selangor just for the sick of seafood and road-trip with their friends. so Lai Ming and I have to prepare our own lunch. I'm lazy. So end buying lunch for Lai Ming. And for my self, I brew a pot of coffee!! And that's my lunch. Yes, today I've consume a total of a venti of latte and a pot of self brew latte!! I'm loving it!!

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Message to specific person

Kenny: I do update my blog!! there you see, I'm having exams and I still blog. this show how semangat i am!! ehehehhehe...

Jen: thank you for being so dedicated. If my math get A, I'm so going to buy you a Starbucks!!

Michelle: You are sooooooooooo hardworking. or you're just enjoying your day with your boy boy in the library?? eehehehhehe.... thanks anyway for comforting me last night for me being so tense.

Edwin: Thanks dude!! for chasing away my stressful day. if isn't you, i wont be blogging.

Lai Ming: Good Luck and please take medicine okay. how can you remember your sejarah if you keep coughing??!!

Lai Kwan: I wanna tag along to Singapore!! I can sit at another table and sleep in another hotel room, as long as you allow me to tag along and pay for my expenses with your plastic.

Mommy: Yen Ting and Yusnie says I 'swirl', which is the way a model walks. Not that I perasan or what, they really say so, even the phrase 'the way a model walks' also from them!! Conclusion, THE WAY I WALK IS NOT WEIRD OR JUMPING WHILE I WALK!!

PB3: GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR EXAM

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I wont be blogging so often until in finish my finals and come back from Bangkok and Singapore IF Lai Kwan allow me to tag along. Don't miss my blog and do me a favour, PROMOTE MY BLOG!!! ehehehehhehehh......

have a nice day~~

Love,
nichole @ Lai Yin

farewell college...

The consequences of being ugly/not pretty enough/fat and infamous is that no one will be celebrating your birthday and they might just as well forgotten about it, don’t even mention birthday present. I believe in my own belief that how I treat people, people will treat me in the way I treat them. But no matter how much I’ve invest in my belief, I end up losing. And I wonder is this philosophy true? I have not received a bday present since yonks from my family; I even have to buy my own cake!! The last time I receive a present is when I was so young to remember anything and the last time I receive a present from a friend is during form 5, which is from Pauline, my high school best friend. That really sounds pathetic. And I have NEVER has a family member or friends throw me a party/celebration, don’t mention surprise party. Received one of my ex-class mate’s text message today and asking me if I’m free on Sunday, at first I’m so thrill that I thought he’s asking me out for a hang out or so since I’ve not meet them for months and I’ve been missing them so much, but who knows it’s actually to celebrate another of my ex-class mate’s birthday. Very obvious, the birthday girl is the pretty one. I think I’m getting jealous of it. I’m not whining and complaining about my look or what, but every time I’m just celebrating people’s birthday and buying presents for peoples. And I’m seriously getting sick of it. Why can’t someone plan a birthday dinner for me? Or is it because I have too high expectation in good café and a quality gift and it does makes people dare not to plan or get me anything? I’m curious. Having high expectation in good food doesn’t necessary means expensive food; quality gift does not meant by branded bags or expensive things. As long as you bring me something good and use-able, I’ll be more than happy. All I want is just a quality food, gift and time with my loves one, from my love one. You may say I’m materialistic and I do not deny it. But why do you spend money on something that you do not deserve to spend money on? Buy something good in quality and something that the ‘gift receiver’ needs; spend more on a plate of good meal than saving a bucks for a plate of nothing.

May be I should be more appreciate to what I’m having now. You all may hate me now for me being jealousy, materialistic and too high expectation. But I just have to speak out to correct the situation. DON’T SPEND MONEY ON SOMETHING THAT’S BAD. I would rather don’t spend that bucks if I HAS to spend on something bad.

And one more thing, good quality does not mean EXPENSIVE. You can still get something cheap yet good in quality.

Last day of college. And thanks to me, I set a dress code for today, Formal. Girls have to wear dress or formal skirt and shirt; guys in shirt and tie. I’m really sorry to Cheah Ying that you have to spend 4 hours of shopping to get a dress just because of my silly idea. Spent my whole day laughing and cam-whoring and eating. I’m so full that can’t even manage to stuff in a small slice of cake that I share with Roxy. I dint even took dinner. Okay, I did. I took star fruits and a cup of tea. And it took me an hour to swallow.

Okay, gonna continue on my English Legal System.
Love ya~

Love,
Nichole @ Lai Yin

p/s: we took a grand total of 400+ pics today. Will have more photos when people send it to me. Well done Yvonne for getting a FOC pro+cute photographer to take the graduation ball’s pics. But so sad that I can’t make it there. Sorry guys.

Pictures....

Farewell lunch + lee chian birthday

Miss PB3 at farewell lunch....

Miss PB3 from short to tall shoot... i'm the 5th shortest!!!

Miss PB3 and the pink daddy!!

Miss PB3...

Law people and 3 ex-pb3 ppl...

best actor and best actress....!!

me n bear

the giant me n the tiny carmen

the cola award winner!!! *lame idea of alex*

Peili, carmen, me n yvonne

promoting the pizza....

Pizza boy!! thanks alex by the way....

me and the cousins.....

Me, *duno how to spell his name*, rox n lee chian

Lai Yin the Si Miang with GUYS!!!

Yvonne, amir n i

The Gay!! (for today only)

TTT forcing TTS n Alex to kiss... eww...

Gay for a day

Jen and I

math people except for roxy

Jen, Mr Bala(the smoking lala law lecture), cheah ying n I

Jen, me, rox

Tg Yusnie n I

Sue bee, yvonne, nicole and nicHole

Economic people

Ms Grace and I

I LOVE YOU LAW!!!

Just like the usual Law class, I’m paying 100% attention on Ms Harjit. When I say Ms Harjit, I mean Ms Harjit physically, not what she’s teaching. I’m staring at her and watching all her move like as if I’m really interested in her class. But class mates do know that my brain is actually some where else. Not on guys but lala land. Than when I have really bored of looking at her, I’ll start writing non sense and passing notes to people around me so that they will get distracted by me!! Than Roxy will start saying ‘Lai..!! Pay attention..!! Exam is so near..!!’ or ‘LAI!! I’m going to smack you!!’ I will never disturb Jen, cause Jen look so serious and I’m scared that she’ll scold me although I know she won’t. However, one of my favorite things to do during Law class is to read my own books or do my own law notes or write non sense or draw crap or…. Think of what to blog when I reach home!! And thus, I’m blogging now!! This blog are inspired by one of my law problem solving question that Ms Harjit was discussing with us. And I’m supposed to listen and comment on what others student’s idea on the answer. Instead of doing so, I was drafting my blog. And everyone, except Michelle who is sitting beside me and always my victim when I’m bored, thought than I’m so hardworking, copy down the notes and answer. I’m so good in acting. I shall be the best actress in the year book along with Tzi Yi the best actor. Anyway, the problem solving question has nothing to do with this blog. Totally big different. The question is about trespass!!
Anyway, this blog is about things that I love…!!
Here’s a list of things I love. Enjoy~
- Food….!!!
- Coffee
- Cranberry juice
- Rocky and pink-cream-junky
- Flavored seaweed (ever after ma addicted to seaweed.)
- Manchester United
- Chritiano Ronaldo
- My list of secret crush
- My fully equipped desktop and laptop
- My hand phone
- My books(except college text book)
- Money
- My mp3
- My camera
- My coffee maker
- My make-up set
- My bed, bed sheet and puffy pillow
- My gym-room
- My window
- My cloths, bags and shoe
- My blog, friendster and msn
- My family, doggy and friends. I don’t like my mother side grandma. She hates my dad just because he’s very poor when he proposed to my mom. Not that she’s rich either. Than she only accept my dad when he own a business and gaining more profit every year. And she finally chooses a stranger over my mom. Long story. And thus, she denied having my mom as her daughter. We’re not allowed to call her grandma since I’ll only 4 or 9 years old when Lai Ming is just 2 or 3. She insist us o call her aunty instead of grandma and she don’t wants to see us (the Low family) even if we accidentally bumped into her. Hence, we have no grandma as mommy’s daddy (he’s a good person according to mommy) and daddy side grand parents had passed away years ago. And that’s the reason why I never mentioned about my grandparents in front of everyone and I have only very little memory of my dad side grandparents and don’t mention mommy’s dad as he passed away when mommy only 17.
- My teddy bear/soft toys
- My colorful notes
- My color pen
- My aveo
- My useless brain
- My manicure
- My diamond and platinum
- Ms Pun!! (just for the sick of scoring A)

Let’s hope that I did not miss out anything.

My parents went out to survey for Lai Ming’s birthday present. They found a Kawai’s baby grand piano. It cost RM28K, it’s a second hand piano (38 years) and it has a life spend of 100 years guarantee. Does it consider cheap?? Anyway, I’ll be so happy if my music room has a baby grand piano. Not that I know how to play but hey, it look cool okay. Anyway, I took up piano lessons before okay. I even went for examination and passed with flying colors.
Okay, have to continue with my Tort essay. OH, I do miss something important from the list above. I LOVE LAW. LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW LAW……..!!!

Love,
Nichole @ Lai Yin

P/s: mommy doesn’t allow me to watch MU vs. Malaysia on the 27th June!!! GERAM!!!

My computer. yah yah, two printer is just insane rite.

a pair of dumb-bell n a stretcher

my gym room

TV in my gym room

TV in my living room......

the economic people..

Yuki...

Baby..

me hugging ma... lovely~

Ma n Lai Ming

Rox, me n sue bee

PB3 celebrating Jia hui's birthday.

Eclipse bag. Yes, yes, i love bags.

ZARA

KooKai dress

guess bag. Didn't I tell you that I loves bag. I love BAG!! and shoes. but ma dun allow me to take pics of the shoe room. No idea why.

my lucky moo and my lovely guitar.

my bed. OKAY!! i know the bed sheet sux. mommy lar, dowan to buy me that red satin bed sheet.

my bags AGAIN. I told u i have alot of bags wert.

my teddy

My cloth

My girl-stuff-section. the big pink roxy bag, is my official make-up bag. and i'm thinking to change into a bigger one coz my make up does not fit in anymore.

My Bags

My Window

My all in one printer

My college make up bag

my coffee maker.

Bag that I spot that day at vincci. but i end up buying my guess for myself.

Rocky and pink-cream junk