Félicitations!

@ Saturday, 31 January 2009

This post is dedicated to a senior I respect very much. His name is Caesar Chin Wai Cheung, he is now 19 years old (coming 20 though) and he's the best role model anyone could ever have!

Hahaha sorry senior, this picture describe you best wa...taken from your FaceBook hahaha.

I offer my congratulations to him!! Sometimes I think he's like a superman, still able to obtain good results while being so socialable! Here is his A level results, I got it with a little help from an acquaintance.

Biology - A
Chemistry - A
Maths - A
Physics - A
General Paper - A
English AS - B

He is also Student of the Year for emmm, two years I think, in my secondary school SM Berakas. And a lot of other achievements that I didn't know about. He's an amazing senior! And now he's probably already start packing up for France...did I mention he is offered a conditional scholarship by MinDef to France if he obtain 3As? I didn't? Now you know! Amazing, now I can visit him in France hahaha.

His schooling history, if I'm not mistaken:
CHMS BSB '01
SM Berakas '06
PTE Berakas '08

Once again, Caesar, félicitations! All the best to you!

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 10:24 AM | 0 Comments

teaching not-so-little fingers to play...

@ Friday, 30 January 2009

After ten years of non-existing piano experience, I once again sat in front of a proper piano, hands poised and stare at an open book of music sheets filled with notes that I barely understand after such a long time.

The piano book belongs to my senior, Ilyaa. It reminds me of the piano books I have back at home country Brunei, the 'Teaching Little Fingers to Play'. Except now my fingers are little no more.

So I sat in front of the piano. Took a deep breath. And with some difficulty, began playing.

The joy was undescribable. I feel as if it was ten years ago, sitting in front of a piano struggling to play while Ms. Kuan (my then piano teacher) pressed my fingers down. For an hour, I sat playing in front of the piano. They are easy pieces and as a pianist who haven't played for ten years, they are a bit of a challange.

Finally, I managed eight pieces. I remembered playing "Home On The Range" that decade ago and tried playing it again. There was a lot of errors at first, but I finally managed to get it right. I also tried playing "Little Indian", a piece I was particularly fond of back then. I was glad I still can play it.

I know this post is kinda silly but yeah, I think I want to play the piano again if I can. For now I am satisfied with borrowing Ilyaa's piano book for an hour every Friday night and play. I think I am not ready for a teacher to instruct me yet, but I know the time will come. Until then, fellow boarders will have to put up with me every Friday night from eight to nine o'clock.

P.S. I feel less homesick now! Thanks Ilyaa!

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via FoxyTunes

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 8:51 PM | 0 Comments

Exeat in London

@ Monday, 26 January 2009

January 23
After the last lesson of the day, M1 Maths, I rushed to my room. I dare say my room at that time is the neatest since I first move in. I packed up my laptop and locked it away in a drawer (thus the lack of Internet presence). I wasn't bringing it to London with me because I need to finish up my Geography prep, both Human and Physical.

I was only bringing a backpack, a handbag and the small luggage bag with me, so I was not bogged down too much. Me and my senior Nadi went on the school minibus that took us to the train station. After buying the tickets, we went onto the train. Nadi was going to Kent to her sister's, so she got off first.

Soon I was at Brunei Hall. I was one of the first person to arrive for exeat -_-" After getting my luggage upstairs, I went down for dinner. On my plate were rice, vegetable, chicken and sotong. A glass of water. A slice of melon (I was told it was the last slice).

Then people started arriving. Kelvin, Opah, Saidi, Fauzan, Zati...yeah. Then Ili. We were in the same room and it was crazy gossiping until 2am.

January 24
Ain's birthday. I tried calling her but for some reason I kept getting her voicemail. Oh well. Ili and I gossip some more, then we went to bed. I woke up at 9.30am to the sound of water from the bathroom. Ili was showering.

After showering, I took my prep down to the dining hall and began revising. I revised for two hours and a half, then my stomach started its siren hahaha. I grabbed my coat and took a tube to Marble Arch, where I bought myself a top and a pair of jeans. I bought sushi at this place called, ironically, Wasabi. I then took the tube to Waterloo to exchange my train ticket, since I bought the wrong one the day before. After sorting out the ticket, I took the tube back to Paddington, where Brunei Hall is. It was 2pm.

After eating my sushi, Ili asked me to accompany her to Camden Town. I agreed and we took the tube - having to change twice - and when I got there it was amazing. It felt like the flea market in Kuching...lol. Most of the salespersons are Asians too. I bought a skirt and a hoodie. That night we had a bit of a fashion show - it was fun. Pity Ain's not here to join in the fun.

wearing the hoodie, skirt and top that I bought

I then went down to the dining hall to do some more revising, and after that chatted with a few of my friends before going up to bed.

January 25
I woke up at 9am. Ili was still asleep, so I showered and packed my stuff. After getting my luggage downstairs, I watched TV. American Idol, Gossip Girl and yeah...

At noon I went to Chinatown with Fauzan. I had promised to brig him there anyway...I bought rock sugar and dried mango there. We had lunch in Misato. It was delicious. After lunch we went back to Brunei Hall. I said farewell to Ili and set out for Waterloo on the tube. It was 3.45pm when I got to Waterloo. I looked at the departure Board for 5 minutes before I found Salisbury. Imagine what I fool I must look like.

Finally, at 4pm, they announced the platform my train was at. I checked trice before I got onto the train. Unlucky ehh if I got onto the wrong train! The train was in Platform 8. Hahaha. I got back to school at 6pm. It was already dark and I had to take a taxi from the train station to my school.

Having unpacked my stuff, I finished off the rest of my prep, eat my chinese takeaway (roasted duck chow mien, yum!) and was in bed at 10pm. The HK girl below me commented I was 'quiet' that night. Hahaha. I won't be tonight!

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 5:21 PM | 0 Comments

Good news, dearest readers!

@ Monday, 19 January 2009

Good news! Step right up! I, xinping, have something to announce!

MY WRITER'S BLOCK IS GONE! I have tons of ideas in my head and my hand is just itching to write them all down in a story! Yeah~! Gawd, gotta go, an idea just came and I gotta work on it! Lastly, YEAH again cos my writer's block is gone!

Spread the news to my dearest readers, meh!

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 1:36 PM | 0 Comments

Yay! Streamers! Chocolates! Balloons!

@ Friday, 16 January 2009

I am accepted for the work placement at Natural History Museum, London! Yay! I am sooo happy!

I will do my work placement during my Half Term, from 16/02/09 to 20/02/09 in the Entomology Department. According to an email from the volunteers project manager of Natural History Museum, I will be "measuring the pH of soil samples from Central African rainforest for a termite project, and sorting invertebrates from British woodland". Cool!

Now I have to see what Mrs Furgeson have to say before accepting the offer. Meanwhile, I celebrate! Yay!

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via iTunes

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 5:08 PM | 0 Comments

Jocelyn Tanya's Diary

@ Thursday, 15 January 2009

I suddenly have an urge to write! Yes! The main character is again Jocelyn Tanya, 18 years old, who is in an unstable relationship with 23 years old businessman Dave.

I hate myself for being unfaithful. I know what I did was wrong when I seduced Henry. Yes, seduce. I know fully what I was doing. My only excuse is that I felt too lonely with Dave away, but I can't forgive myself even if he forgave me. He's just too good for me. How many times had this happened? Not just once, but trice. Dave forgave me every time, but I feel so guilty. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me.

I called Alyce up and told her what had happened, and she listened to me. Afterwards, she said I should do something to fill my loneliness. Do what, I asked. Go for a run, do some nature photography, she suggested. So I did. Still I feel the guilt. Dave is away again. Sometimes I think he did this deliberately to test me. At night I can't sleep, thinking about what he is doing every time he go on his business trips. There are times I thought he is having an affair with another woman, but I am just being paranoid. I mean, how can I think this when that is exactly what I did!

The apartment feel so empty without Dave. I lay on the bed, still in my bathrobe, thinking of Dave and the first time we met. That was last July, on a hot and sticky night. Me and the other girls were clubbing in this newly-opened pub. I am the one with the lowest tolerence to alcohol, so I had no memory of what happened after downing two pints. When I woke up, I found myself in Dave's apartment, lying on the same bed as I am lying on now, Dave sleeping on the sofa. The hang-over was terrible. Dave woke up and told me he had brought me home after one of my friends pleaded him to. He placed a cold towel on my forehead to ease my headache. It was here and then I swear to never drink again.

More coming soon! I'll make a novel out of this yet! *laughs*

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 6:04 PM | 0 Comments

Am I heartless?

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During these 18 years of my life, I had experience too much loss to feel sad about them anymore. Numb? Maybe. Just watching coldly as others weep, feeling nothing. What is gone is gone. I accept this long ago, but I have to admit that I do long time to turn back. Sometimes. I like solitude but not if it is going to drive me over the cliff called sanity.

Many times I feel as if I am not me, not Jocelyn Tanya when I am around my friends. Sure, I look happy hanging around them, but do people ever wonder if it is all an act? Emotions are easy to act out. I can pretend to be happy while screaming inside. I have many friends, yes, but close friends who really understands me and accept me for who I am - sinister, screwed-up and insecure - are few.

Imagine how it would feel when a close friend just betrayed you. I feel really mad at myself, because really, I'm very picky when it comes to close friends. Downgrading the status from best friend to mere 'friend' is simple, a few harsh words and deafness to what she has to say is all there it is. The deed is done. Good bye. And please don't forget to die a terrible death.

What amaze me sometimes is that the so-called 'friends' actually think my wall, my act, my defence, is me. Confident and easy-going? Crap. I feel like screaming: "Fools! Can't you see this isn't me? Can't you see I'm not perfect? Idiot!" I put up the act not to deceive, but as a form of self-defence, hoping, longing, one day there will be someone out there to help me, break up this act and make me feel safe. The fact that I was born into a loveless family never help, if anything, it only make my wall thicker, harder to penetrate, harder to reach the real me.

If you haven't realise yet, this is my attempt at writing about emotions. Jocelyn Tanya is a fictional character and yeah, basically just trying to write. I'm still suffering from Writer's Block. Yeah, like, since last year...

Comments are welcome.

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Jolene Wong blogged @ 10:43 AM | 0 Comments