You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

Are You Right or Left Brained?

NO MORE HISTORY!!!!

NO MORE FREAKIN' HARD FACTS!!!

NO MORE HEAD-CRACKIN DIAGRAMS!!

NO MORE MEMORISING VALUES!!!

but there are still certain facts that i still need to remember to ace my 3 other subjects, namely Economic Studies,Principle Accounting and Chinese...

There is still one more subjects though, Art, need to remember anything??

The WAIT is over.

Well, just like what the title meant, the WAIT is over. Last night i received a call from my friend saying that the National Service's (Program Latihan Khidmat Negara) batch selection and placement is out. He helped me to check and i am being placed in the 1st batch in Malacca's Kem Hutan Rekreasi Ayer/Air Keroh.

To double confirm it, i personally went online and check. Well, the news is TRUE! i messaged a few of my friends to let them know that the list is out. To my greatest dismay, not a single one of them is in the same camp as i am.Well i am a bit dissapointing but never mind i am going there to meet new friends and experience new things.

Today the newspaper is extra larger, what with the usual news sections , another bonus is added. The big and THICK NS list...Without much consideration, i make a quick glance in that list to find my name. It is in the list of the 1st batch but there is not a single mention of the place or camp that i am chosen to. That is okay because i know in the net. The next thing i know, i am rushing to my laptop and enter the NS's website and type in the my IC no again and triple check. The same result...

Well i am now waiting for my buddies to reply me and letting me know which batch they are in and where they are being sent to...

Cheers

Nostalgic : Graduation

At last
that day arrives
what most of us have been waiting for...

Graduation

We entered the hall with great enthusiasm
Receiving certificates
Singing songs of joys...
Approximately 12pm or so,
Auld Lang Syne flooded the interior of the Hall...

Then,
i remembered the good times we had throughout the 5 years of High School...
i remembered the gossips we enjoyed...
i remembered the bickering and sneering we had to endure in times of difficultly...
i remembered the time we comforted each other over a bad report card...
i remembered the time we argued...
i remembered the time we apologized...

It was also then i looked to both my sides.
You are all singing Auld Lang Syne with the great spirit, that we should have,
and whole heartedly...
It struck me that we might not meet again...

Tears soon filled my eyes,
as they started to pour.
i can feel hands on my back,
comforting me,
asking me to be strong…

However,
i could not be the guy that you
used to see,
used to jeer at,
used to shout words of disagreement of decision at,
used to joke with,
used to tease at,
used to be strong…
i am sorry…

As we departed the Hall,
all of You put an arm around me.
Just to comfort me,
and to let me know that i have a shoulder to lie on.

We entered the classroom for the one last time,
i made a short, final official announcement.

The bell rang in the distance…
All of You left in a hurry…

i slowed my pace down the ever familiar corridor,
trying to recall the memories we had in this very classroom,
trying to remember the moment i was hurt by others and all of You stood by me,
trying to take in what I have left behind.

With
a little pat from You
woke me up,
You said we are going
to Midvalley to celebrate
later to Sunway for dinner.
i smiled and followed.

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My Dearest Classmates,

It was because of You,
that made a day in CHS worth remembering,

It was also You,
that made me who i am today,
no longer the stuck-up one,
no longer the arrogance one,
no longer the fool i used to be.

And
for this i thank You.

Somewhat Boring Holiday EVER!!!

This two weeks holiday have been sort of a torture chamber for me. Well the first week of the holiday is coming to an end and so far nothing much has happened, if you counted numerous of tuitions at a time and having to do house chores and coaching the children choir for the upcoming competition.

boring, boring and boring...

However i am looking forward to watch PotC 3 and maybe Shrek 3. Yay! So far this is the first outing with my buddies during the holidays. Then is off to restart my studies for the remaining examination, somehow I think that there is one remaining folio that was not given to us before the holidays.

Night after the Rainfall

It was just like any other night, the insect buzzing, the mossy grass glow in the dark ,after a heavy rainfall, made them looked like little diamonds in the night,

I sat down here, writing no doubt as the cool air breeze blew towards me, occasionally I stare up to find my Rottweiler sniffing around the garden pots or barking at passersby. With my Walkman Sony Ericsson W700i playing ‘Lion King 2 : He Lives in You’ , this is when I finally find peace after a continuation of tuitions for four days.

The rain just subsided not long ago and I can still hear the dripping drops of water from my neighbor’s verandah, along with it making pleasant natural melody. My parents were not at home yet, my mum went out with both my aunt and grandma around an hour ago and my dad would be possibly in his office rushing away his latest project. My sister would probably be sitting in the T.V. room browsing through the range of television programme that will be broadcasting throughout the night. My maid, however, would be snoozing in her bedroom now.

I sat here, in the quiet surrounding of my house. I never did appreciate the coolness of the aftermath of the rain atmosphere as I usually stuck myself in my study room, reading, no doubt. I felt one with the environment, I am not being poetic or anything but this is the very first time I sat outside of my house doing my revision.

‘ Ring…Ring…Ring…’

My mum just called. She asked me to join them for dinner at the Seafood Restaurant, about 5 minutes walk from my house. I rejected. Here in the city, you do not really have the time to relax even though you are only a student in secondary. I used to live in a little town, called Happy Garden. No not that Happy Garden in Overseas Union Garden, but in Klang.

During those days I will be playing or just chit chattering away with my next door playmate, no doubt planning our next adventurous venture into the unknown areas of our neighborhood. The number 155 terrace house was shabby but it was warm and cozy, what is more, it was my childhood crib. Back in the good old days when what is happening next door would be part of your business too ,was no longer here in the city. Here in the city, what you have is only your family and your own possessions.

Dull.

It is half past nine now. I usually felt dizzy and no doubt, sleepy around this time. Somehow I never felt this calm and serene, that’s what makes me fully awake. I found a place, a place that will enables me to feel the warmth of the once shabby terrace house of mine. Feeling away from all the troubles, the hectic city life and the overloading homework.

This is the time when I like to sit somewhere comfortable and starts to write a personal monolog. It helped me to release my tensions and stress of the busy city life…