I am suppose to study

Mid year exams are coming! I really can't sit down and study, it is like five minutes of studying then ten minutes of rest and it repeat continuously. I really need some one to help me with my essay writing! I am bad at it, I need extra coaching on it.

Tough

It was tough at first, starting all over again. It was always tough the first time, never once was life so simple. Sometimes, I wish I could just skip the first few hard chapters of my life and skip to the easiest part. But life is never simple, never once was it simple. Passing by the hardest part of my life was a relieve. I am thankful that life was never once simple, because if it was, it would be boring. As you all know, I love dreaming, I love looking back at what I have done, laughing at myself, at how I struggled with the hardship by using stupid techniques to get by.

Day by day, I got closer to those I never thought I would care about. I thought I would be stuck with the first group I sat with, probably they would change me, making some kind of weird girl. I thought it was good to change, but I realised being myself was the key to make good friends. Every single day in school was a good pay off, I tend to get closer to my friends. Somehow, school feels like home now. Except for the fact that when you go to class, the teacher would bored you to death sometimes. Not always, depends on how they teach and the topics. If it was too boring, I wish I could go home and snuggle in my bed with the electric blanket on. I would say that my journey so far is a pleasant bumpy ride.

The last day of holiday

I never like the last day of holiday, the last day is the day of whining and complaining. As usual, whenever school is going to start, my parents start their lecture about success. About how being hardworking lead to success. While they babble about how smart those Asian are and told me to study as hard as those hardworking asian here. Then, they relate about Malaysian people, how hardworking they are how none of the people there turns our as electrician or whatever. My brother plans to be an electrician, tough job but a good pay. The pay over here is never less than 12 dollars, so whatever you do, you get at least 12 dollars. I started getting a bit mad when they compare me, telling how their friends children are lawyers because they are hardworking. Bla bla bla! They aren't bad parents but they do accept the fact that we are average people and lazy especially me. But to all people who think they are smart and a genius, good for you! Go fort and make wonderful results! I never envy those smart one, not once. I am glad that I don't get as much pressure as they do because they will always have to take the high educated job. You get the money but you don't get the joy. I was considering to do a job of designing a game kind of job but I am not creative enough. I should try, but I need to take graphic.

I am actually please by the smallest achievement that I get. Screw those high achievers! I can't get to your level but I can get all my happiness! I remember how malaysian distributes the smart one from the dumb one. I am the dumb one and I remember how everyone always praise and give the highest place to all the smart one. Those who is smart will always lift their head up high and the dumb one will always sink their head lower. While the smart succeed the average and below start dropping out, slowly losing their faith and desire in studying.

I do believe that God made us different for a reason, making some people smarter, some people average.

My friends went to sent the usb so that we can have our book done. Hm...I wonder how does the book looks like. I did some of it, then let terri to take over. She love making the book, so let her do it, let my burdens be lifted. It is really hard, seriously, I am not creative at all and yet, I need to design the pages and all. Well, at least it is done already. All I have to do now, is just sit back and relax. Until the book comes out, I have to get out of my comfort zone and start selling again.

I really need to start on my grammar, my english teacher said it is terrible. I mean not in my face, in the report, she didn't put the word terrible in but I guess that is what she meant. How am I suppose to pass english?? I don't want to take english again next year, sitting among the younger girls make me feel stupid. Maths teacher said that I was reluctant to participate in my class. What!? How can it be, I participate, and usually I don't get what she is jabbering about. My grades are alright, maths is an easy subject except statistics. Writing an essay about how I get my answer and how I did it. Then, comparing the other methods with the methods I used and state how it will help to make my answer much more accurate. Confusing, I know, thank God I pass that annoying test.

I just move in to my new house! Woot! It is definitely exciting! Alice, that is part of the model....there is more, I just don't know how to put the pages in.

Umm...the butterfly, that is part of the signature for our book. Probably they might not like it, so post your comment managing director before I copy and paste it into every single page.