A Choosilicious Weblog

Hi, its me here. I got rid of that older version of my profile, I got sick of looking a the same post. So I decided to start new. I found this new post a little more mee-eeish.

Lets see, I was born on 1st February, 1995. My horoscope is Aquarius and zodiac is a pig but im not at all proud of that. In fact I dont really believe in these kind of stuff. Whatever life (God) throws at you, you just have to get over it. Don’t ponder over something too long, when life moves on they are not going to wait for you.

I am a Muslim. My dad is Javanese and my Mum is malay. Hey, I’m not poor, I’m middle class!

As much as I like Art and stuff, I also like reading and spending money. I will try to be different in what I buy, I always try the more expensive brands, in fact. I have a funny taste in books and music. And in any way i will always find and alternatives to any problem i face.

Now about my personality. I am really sensitive, innovative, and have this strong desire to be different. As you read on, you will realise, that, I may not be similair to you one bit, but please be my friend. I like to design stuff . I have huge dreams too. In one hand, I want to be and architect or engineer, but on the other hand, being a vet or a chef isn’t bad at all, since I love to taste different types of food and I love animals. I could even be a pilot, so I could handle with the gadgets at the cockpit and send the plane diving nose down. This is one side of me no one really knows.

Sure, primary school had those little bumps on its road to secondary school. But, I had 3 great friends to accompany with me. Jasmin, Zahin and Nizam. They were always there with me when I needed them. I never knew I could be this stupid as to not appreciate. I didn’t feel the happiness.

I came to know Nizam first. Our mothers worked in the same parking lot some years ago. I met Zahin in kindergarten and Jasmin in Primary school. We were great friends actually. We could go to the library together, eat together, skip the same homework and let the teacher scold us together. We even created our own games like ‘badminton monkey’.

As a result, Primary School was a bit of a struggle, but when you have friends like them, life becomes easier. Have you ever felt that, you have worked so to achieve something that did not turn out to be what you expected it to be, and you just want to go back and ignore what everyone else says? In Secondary School, the four of us split up and we had to go our seperate ways. We rarely meet up. Was this what life intended for me?

I just wish that I could go back to CCKPS where I really belong. Whenever I passed my ex-school, memories would come racing in. I would imagine my friends and I walking around the school hall foyer as our teachers waited to release us, then we passed the gate and talked about how funny school was. Crossed the road, and bought ice cream from the man who was always there everyday after school. Life was great.

Life in my secondary school was tough, I did not have as many friends who really cared about me and respect me for who I really am. I can’t be different anymore. They judge the book by its cover. Sure the teachers were nice and all, but it couldn’t compare to life in CCKPS.

You know how adults say, lay back, and things will fall into place? Well, life’s not like this anymore. You will have to work for it. I tried my best to be who I am, but it doesn’t work anymore. Should I wait a little longer? Whenever I look to the down side of life, I choose to look to the positive side, because, hey, smile!

Tommorow’s going to be worse.