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Warning!!! This post is VERY long and may be boring.

Today while walking to the Australian School of Business (or Australian Business School?) to get free wi fi access due to constantly streaming videos from home and using up my Internet quota, I suddenly got hit by some thoughts from the past and decided to write something for some reminiscence about how I've grown throughout the years.

Thinking about the time I started going to Kindergarten, I don't really remember much. A fact is that I was staying away from my parents with my grandparents and weekends were not the best days of the week. I used to go back home to my mom and dad during weekends but I would feel sad when I went and when it's time to go back to my grandparent's place, I would feel sad too! Haha, talk about crazy. Anyway, during those years I knew a few close friends. I was best friends with the neighbours, a guy and a girl. At "school", I had another few good friends I think there was 2 girls and a guy and also another "rich brat" that we always bullied (I know I'm evil.. donno whether she was really a brat but at that time, I really felt some kind of dislike towards her.. jealousy maybe? hahaha).

Moving on to primary school. During this period of time I was staying with my parents and my sister in my home at Ampang. I remembered the first day of school where I made my first friend in an alien place. Her name was LMS. Well, she wasn't the best friend she could be and lets just leave it at that. I remember at this age I was happy. I made so many great friends which I still think of up till today. I guess although we went our separate ways, we still want to keep in touch with the past because I really want to see them again when I'm back in Malaysia. I remember last time we used to bully and be bullied by the guys. The era of "the battle of the sexes". We use to fight all the time and also took it very seriously. I guess it's different going to a "kebangsaan" school and a Chinese school. We always had time to play so many fun games, some I think we created ourselves. There was "ting-ting", "getah", "batu seremban", "bottle caps" (I don't play this though), catch, "kereta api", "tiang tiang"... just to name a few. God, I really miss those times when we were all so carefree and happy.

Moving on to secondary school. This is where we start to separate ourselves even further from guys cos I went to a girl school. There was a boys school beside our school but I really feel they are just some bunch of evil demons that once you go near them they will definitely bite you. So, I never knew any of the guys from that school. Secondary school is a place where I felt really out of sync with the others. I don't fit in with the Malays or Chinese. They had their own group of friends and I wasn't accepted in either. (cos I don't know Chinese ma...) For the first year, I did mix with my old primary school mates but we were in different classes, making it very hard for us to communicate. I stuck with my Malay friends for most of the years and I knew that many of the Chinese girls whisper bad stuff behind my back. So, in the second year of school I withdrew myself into my own space and my good friends were story books. By the end of the year, I started to mix around with the other same skinned girls but somehow I know, I just don't belong. Long story short, the years continued that way but I did make some good friends which put up with my incompetence and patiently translated what they just said when I looked very "blur". Thanks for making me feel like I was one of the bunch. Also during this years I learnt how to love and lost and to love again. The years passed with lots of studying and tuition classes and very little extra curricular activities plus lots of gossiping about everyone.

INTEC years were quite difficult for me. Living away from family in a hostel with strangers was a daunting thought. But thank god for my housemates. Ming Shiuan, Mei Fern and Shin Hoon were really god sent and made the house really truly feel like a home where we can go back escape the stress of AUSMAT. Life was full of gossip, study, Malay food and lousy Internet services. Our only entertainment came down to cooking secretly in our kitchen and talking with each other and shopping at Giant. Although it does sound dull, it was really one of the best times in my life. Here, I really faced many challenges... Being apart from old friends, family and my boy... It really wasn't that easy although I did go back every weekend (haha, so manja hor).

Now I'm in Australia, finishing my first year in UNSW. Wow, I've came a long way but I still have my journey to complete. Studying here has been very interesting. First semester I lived with all Malaysians and now I'm living with different people from different countries. I met so many friends with different walks of life. Learnt how to cook and how to get around. I believe I am more independent, I can do things that I never thought I could. I don't know how much I've grown but for sure, I am more matured now (even just by a little bit). Although I long for the past, I know I can't go back to being naive and simple. I can only look towards the future to prepare myself for what is in store for me.

I thank everyone who supported me through the whole process of growing up. My parents, grandparents, sister, aunts and uncles for teaching everything they can and supporting me throughout my life. My friends who accepted me for who I am and befriended. To Kuan Lung for encouraging me to be the best and for walking with me through the steps in my life. My enemies for making me stronger. I thank everyone who has been a part of my life for making me, ME.

P/s: I know the post is quite long and random, just writing what I'm feeling. Since you came this far, I congratulate you for being able to complete such a long long long post! :-)

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Warning!!! This post is VERY long and may be boring.

Today while walking to the Australian School of Business (or Australian Business School?) to get free wi fi access due to constantly streaming videos from home and using up my Internet quota, I suddenly got hit by some thoughts from the past and decided to write something for some reminiscence about how I've grown throughout the years.

Thinking about the time I started going to Kindergarten, I don't really remember much. A fact is that I was staying away from my parents with my grandparents and weekends were not the best days of the week. I used to go back home to my mom and dad during weekends but I would feel sad when I went and when it's time to go back to my grandparent's place, I would feel sad too! Haha, talk about crazy. Anyway, during those years I knew a few close friends. I was best friends with the neighbours, a guy and a girl. At "school", I had another few good friends I think there was 2 girls and a guy and also another "rich brat" that we always bullied (I know I'm evil.. donno whether she was really a brat but at that time, I really felt some kind of dislike towards her.. jealousy maybe? hahaha).

Moving on to primary school. During this period of time I was staying with my parents and my sister in my home at Ampang. I remembered the first day of school where I made my first friend in an alien place. Her name was LMS. Well, she wasn't the best friend she could be and lets just leave it at that. I remember at this age I was happy. I made so many great friends which I still think of up till today. I guess although we went our separate ways, we still want to keep in touch with the past because I really want to see them again when I'm back in Malaysia. I remember last time we used to bully and be bullied by the guys. The era of "the battle of the sexes". We use to fight all the time and also took it very seriously. I guess it's different going to a "kebangsaan" school and a Chinese school. We always had time to play so many fun games, some I think we created ourselves. There was "ting-ting", "getah", "batu seremban", "bottle caps" (I don't play this though), catch, "kereta api", "tiang tiang"... just to name a few. God, I really miss those times when we were all so carefree and happy.

Moving on to secondary school. This is where we start to separate ourselves even further from guys cos I went to a girl school. There was a boys school beside our school but I really feel they are just some bunch of evil demons that once you go near them they will definitely bite you. So, I never knew any of the guys from that school. Secondary school is a place where I felt really out of sync with the others. I don't fit in with the Malays or Chinese. They had their own group of friends and I wasn't accepted in either. (cos I don't know Chinese ma...) For the first year, I did mix with my old primary school mates but we were in different classes, making it very hard for us to communicate. I stuck with my Malay friends for most of the years and I knew that many of the Chinese girls whisper bad stuff behind my back. So, in the second year of school I withdrew myself into my own space and my good friends were story books. By the end of the year, I started to mix around with the other same skinned girls but somehow I know, I just don't belong. Long story short, the years continued that way but I did make some good friends which put up with my incompetence and patiently translated what they just said when I looked very "blur". Thanks for making me feel like I was one of the bunch. Also during this years I learnt how to love and lost and to love again. The years passed with lots of studying and tuition classes and very little extra curricular activities plus lots of gossiping about everyone.

INTEC years were quite difficult for me. Living away from family in a hostel with strangers was a daunting thought. But thank god for my housemates. Ming Shiuan, Mei Fern and Shin Hoon were really god sent and made the house really truly feel like a home where we can go back escape the stress of AUSMAT. Life was full of gossip, study, Malay food and lousy Internet services. Our only entertainment came down to cooking secretly in our kitchen and talking with each other and shopping at Giant. Although it does sound dull, it was really one of the best times in my life. Here, I really faced many challenges... Being apart from old friends, family and my boy... It really wasn't that easy although I did go back every weekend (haha, so manja hor).

Now I'm in Australia, finishing my first year in UNSW. Wow, I've came a long way but I still have my journey to complete. Studying here has been very interesting. First semester I lived with all Malaysians and now I'm living with different people from different countries. I met so many friends with different walks of life. Learnt how to cook and how to get around. I believe I am more independent, I can do things that I never thought I could. I don't know how much I've grown but for sure, I am more matured now (even just by a little bit). Although I long for the past, I know I can't go back to being naive and simple. I can only look towards the future to prepare myself for what is in store for me.

I thank everyone who supported me through the whole process of growing up. My parents, grandparents, sister, aunts and uncles for teaching everything they can and supporting me throughout my life. My friends who accepted me for who I am and befriended. To Kuan Lung for encouraging me to be the best and for walking with me through the steps in my life. My enemies for making me stronger. I thank everyone who has been a part of my life for making me, ME.

P/s: I know the post is quite long and random, just writing what I'm feeling. Since you came this far, I congratulate you for being able to complete such a long long long post! :-)

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