Final Papers...

ARgh... The hardest time of the semester has arrive! Final Exams!!! They said this is the time where the lecturers test whether you learned whatever shits they taught during the 4 months. hmm.. Guess what.. I dun think exams are important anymore because i had realized that no matter how freakin excellent u did in your academy, without luck and bunch of LIES, you CANT success in the freaking black dark world outside! ( When i was walking around my campus today, It was so pretty and so green. I started to realize how innocent is my campus compared to the fucking real world! Gosh i will for sure miss my campus! )

Anyway, back to my topic, I still have to study for the sake of my decreasing CGPA, and for my aims to join the BIG 4 after grad. No matter how useless the exams were, I still need a good result as a passport to enter large firms. That is why i had started my revision on the 1st chapter of my Advanced Taxation subject b4 i spend my bloody time on this blog again due to the boredom created by the study. Aiks... Taxation taxation... What a devil subject. It's not difficult i must admit but i was absent for quite a number of classes and missed out quite a lot of lectures. Cant really understand without proper studies. SHIT! But i must pray hard for my Accounting Theory subject because other than the two chapters that i was required to present on, i dont understand even one chapters. And FYI, it needs memorization!!! Damn it.. That's theory. Other subject is OK, at least can understand, i guess... It depends on my brilliant brain to write shits on the papers after understanding the subjects. I can hardly memorize thing. Man i cant even remember what i said 5 minutes ago! Dun believe? Ask my dearest friends who beared with me for such a long period. They must have freaked out some times. Sorry! I will try to remember things. I promise =P

Talking bout exams, i must write something bout the my classmates. In accounting class, It is soooooo freakin common that the students are Singaporean type of people, those kiasu type or in English, scared to lose ( direct translate.. haha ). They will tell everyone on earth that they havent start to study even a single words, that they were soooo lazy to study, that they went karaoke instead of study. Well, Fuck them. Don't trust a single word from accounting students because they talk cock. They will stuck in their rooms, sitting on a chair for 12 hrs or even more to chew the books and notes. That's what they do during exams.

I can even predict they behavior after exams. They will tell you that they did badly in the exams, that they cant remember a single words, that they got no time to finish the paper. Well, Fuck them as well. They are obviously telling lies. Why did i say that? Its simple. Because they did extremely WELL and always scored above 3.99, which is 4.0. Not enough? 4.0 is the highest score! Only those who got poor results will tell you the truth. It is similar with the real world. Only poor people will talk about friendship. Try it on the rich one. They cant wait to pull you down and they dont even border to talk to the lower class of people. Take it. This is the real world. Sad right. I was borned as an innocent, happy girl. But i grew up become a bugger who always complains bout how bad is the world in my blog.

No matter what, life goes on. So, i always asked myself: Why live as a sad person? The world wont changed no matter I'm sad or not. The people dont give a damn. Everyone, piece of advise. BE HAPPY till the end of your life. THE WORLD IS PRETTY IF AND ONLY IF YOU THINK IT IS PRETTY. Don't live like me. I am trying my best to think that the world is pretty. Giv me some time... Muaks!

One Day Takin Over The Bloody Biz

Dad's in trouble this week, cant pick up his hp for around 4 days already. Customers who'd been callin his handphone but couldn't get thru were starting to call to my house phone. Mom's kinda sick with all the phone rangings and fax coming. No one else can help much coz this is our bloody family biz.

We've been tru hard times on last weekend. Mom was exausted, worried, can't get sleep for nites. She's damn worry about daddy and other matters that came with daddy's case. I couldnt help much coz im freakin poor in advising people i guess. Wat i can do is helpin them to handle the two brothers, chores, and cheer things up a little bit.

Today, mom's not around. She's on the way up to KL to solve the problems with some friends. Hopefully everything will be fine after today. But those fucking (oops... shall say LOVELY coz they are our income source... LMAO!) customers were soooooo desperate, needed some alchohol to clear their minds, called to my house to make orders. Who's incharge when I'm the only human in the house? ME! Though tis is not the very 1st time i help in delivery, but i got one customer here who order like half an hour ago, and wants the 6 bloody btls of alchohol in 15 minutes!! What the fuck?! So, I, whom planned to take a nap before receiving his call, have to run all the way down to find those bloody bottles of alchohol, pack it and make it available for sale. It not that i hate him. Just that i hate people disturbin my nap! Slept for 3 hours only last nite, i seriously freaked out! This people disturbin my day plan! Not that he ordered a lot. Say want to send to PD immediately. Then why on earth now only u open ur bloody big smelly mouth to order? Cant you make it earlier like yesterday o wat. As if i care la. But sad thing is, i can only say this in my pity blog which i didnt update for some time, instead of pointing my short finger at his big nose and tell him str8 away! ISH!!! Calm SK, remain CALM.

Another fax came in after EQ fax. Pretty scared when waiting the fax to load. haha. But guess wat. It's an order from JB!!! I can only deliver up to Melaka. Area out of Melaka, sorry la my dear, u guys have to wait..

Takin over the biz for even one day only would already make my life upside down. I guess daddy will have to shut down the biz after he retires because my elder brother told me that he don't like this alchoholic industry. I only like to drink, can help out a bit, but those carry stuff and entertainment, i got a problem to handle it! Not easy for a lady to get into this biz, unless I am very very very very open minded lady, which i think i havent reach tat level of open minded =P. Poor daddy no one can help him out! Younger one might like his biz coz he is also a bloody alchoholic (though now we insist that he can only drink RIBENA when we hve our wine) but hey man, he's just 8 now. It's too young to say anyting now! hahaha...

Wokie... Nothing to write anymore. Im using my time soooo efficiently that i can blog while waiting to meet the bugger (lovely) MR Z to come get this 6 btls of liquor.

H.A.I.H.....

My msn status: C.O.N.F.L.I.C.T. This is really SIEN!!!

Reason? Damn lot! First, i quit aerobics club because i got no time and energy to go duty anymore. And i kinda bored with the club d. So, i quit. But problems seem arised when ppl start thinkin tat i was overly reacted, saying that i quit because i was scolded by someone else for my irresponsiveness, telling me that i shouldnt act so seriously. SWEAT! Quiting the club is actually a small matter but it seems like a huge matter to many people. Why Why??? What happened? I also don't really know.

Secondly, it happened on my parents. They are acting so freaking weird recently. Probably this is why i felt soooo freaking bloody pressure these days. They are like so different compared to they were 10 yrs ago. What happened? Is it me who changed or them? Their attitude is like so diferent now. Or are they were like this all the while just that i didnt notice? This is so annoying! I don't feel like telling them anything anymore because they don't keep secrets. Hell no. Also, my mom loves to comment my daddy infront of us. Comments as in third party XXX. Shit everytime she started this, i really pissed off. He is my dad and i respect him. End of story. Summore we don't even know whether it's true o not!

Thirdly, it's my dad! Oh man as i expected he just can't accept that i'm goin to KL. We don't really directly talk bout tis topic before but he knows that im goin there. He don't like it i can c it on his face. He never asked me anything of my training and i don't know how to tell him either since we dont hav a conversation like this b4. But today, the problem has rose. My uncle asked him why let me go KL? Why not stay in Melaka? Then he told him that he don't want to talk to me on this topic coz he said i will sure not happy with this. So, he also don't want to care bout tis. Alright then, even no one helps me on this, i still have to go there. I don't hope for his help either ever since he show me his face again! Come on, I'm going to KL for 6 months only! t6 months! And it's just KL! Not oversea also. As if i wont come back anymore. What's the problem man? I don't understand at all! Everyone is not supporting my decision but they asked me to make a decision. Shit la.

My friend asked me what makes me so pressure? I went home, think bout tis again and again and I guess these are my answers.

As a result, my philosophy is still correct. "Trust nobody and the one who can help you is always you. Depends on yourself, don't depend on others". Drink a couple cup of wines, then sleep like nobody business, wake up tomorrow and it'll be a new day. Way to go gal!