stress?

               Yesterday's speaking test was moderate,the effect doesn't came out as good as i thought, but not bad overall.After 4 days of discussion and rehearsal ,our presentation has over. it was a story about 'cinderalla', a modern Cinderella story.Thanks to Denson for his great help in completing this task,a million thanks to my group members too^^ love u all!Sorry for the bad performance ya!
               Life in Utar is hectic,but not that stressful. i said so because we still have time to spare other than assignment or assessment. So far, as a foundation student.,unlike those seniors in bachelor years, we are way better. i think i should cherish the moment that i'm still available for blog. not trying to terrify you all,but life in Uni is much different than high school. if i was ask to choose one, Uni will be my choice.haha....again,i'm weird..
               maybe i found freedom here or maybe i found leisure here,but home is the best!yet, we learn from studying away. School is always a small community , society is the scaring core! if i was ask to choose study or work, definitely study will do.
               Today,i found quite a number of us have gave up... due to the pressure maybe?assessment?wanted to fight with them so badly. Hey guys, you can do it , yes you can! trust yourself! ush ush!!
               Dont give up easily,just try your best and there will be no regrets! Put on fats peers!
            add oil MR!ADD OIL !!
            add oil Yi Keat!
               

Home

             as you all know, i'm here away from my hometown. People always ask me the reason i'm not going home during weekends since Ipoh is just a mile away, then i will give them many excuses . As time passed, i began to miss my family . i miss my home, i miss my bed, i miss my grand's cook, i miss everything ! i wana drive so badly~

             I have tones of assignment to catch up, home-going is a later thing to me. I have spent days in the West just to discuss some of the assessment conducted by our beloved lecturers. Cycling there was such a disaster! Once or twice is happy and healthy , when it came to fifth , its really exhausting . Ample food here cant entertain , lousy beds made people mad. Nothing is just better than home cook.

          I miss the time laying on the bed , staring at the ceiling , doing nothing. I miss the moment walking down to the street with my cute grandpa , i miss the moment holding hands with my sis , munching handful of junk food in our mouth, laughing like mad fish......*giggle* can imagine?ugly ~

          worst of all, i miss my lamo brother! awfully, terribly wanted to argue with him!*shout*

        

         homesick made me a weirdo ... ...*mute*

exclamation in life

            OH. MY .GOD! 


       okay,its not the first time,but this is so weird! it comes again , stop it!
i dont know why i feel ......i felt like.......urhh~
       i dont even know how to express it...........
       the power of 'feelings'
                 cool~
   sweating hard~ lets count,1?3?7?......i dont know!
              
           okay,this is the second blog after the first just now.weird?nope~


exclamation can bring to heart attack,pumps so hard! put on weight girl!!