OK, maybe not ten years. But still. My dearest mother has aged.
I suddenly felt like singing Forever Young. Not to mock my poor mom but rather, to celebrate the youthful image of my mom in my head. You see, my brain is a bit outdated. The mom in my head is 35 years old. OK, so maybe that's still old compared to the beautiful wedding photos of my parents in the corridor...
Which reminds me. I forgot to ask my dearest mom in our last phone call how she celebrate her mother's day. And various other trivial things. Just because I don't have credit on my phone. Some daughter I am.
I will call her again soon. Mom, I miss your cooking. Haha.
Picture taken from my dearest sister's blog. Jyne, get well soon. If you think you are OK already, well, get better la.
I heard it again today...I am a great cousin. And a not-so-great senior. Haha.
So. I've decided to include at least one picture in my posts. Why?
I noticed a huge jump in the traffic when I do post pictures. Obviously, you guys are here for the pretty pictures! So here I go!
This on the left is my big shot certificate. If you can't already tell, I took part in this competition called Chemistry Olympiad, which is quite similar to the Australian Chemistry Competition we have in Brunei, only way harder.
As it is so very hard, I only manage to make it to UK Round One. Impressive...much?
Well. On the bright side, at least I have something to add to my already bulky file of (probably useless) certificates. Round of applause, everyone!
Nicknames. I seem to have accumulate more of them here. As if I don't already have a lot! People used to call me things like Apple (because 'Ping' in chinese sounds like apple), Jennifer (Jennifer?! Gross!) and Jolice (no idea where that come from). Then when they finally settled for Jolene or Ping, a new one pops up again! And me like!
VIPs, call me Lene!
I'm not complaining! I really do like this new nickname! For your information, that's pronounced 'lean', not 'le-ni', thank you very much!
And yes. Only VIPs can call me Lene. Why? Well, because the person who first call me Lene was, you guessed it, a VIP! Thank you oh so much, gESTdragon! If you can't already tell, she's a G-Dragon fangirl too ^ ^
Was so happy typing away I almost forgot about this thing that has been nagging me since I got out of my second and last IELTS lesson just now. No, you didn't read it wrong. It really is my second and last lesson! My goodness!
So that means I paid £120 for two lessons and an exam?! I know things here tend to be more expensive but somehow I feel...cheated.
Maybe if I refused to pay my school bill that is valued at £200.20 then they will give me extra IELTS lessons. NOT. They are more likely to send loan sharks after me.
So I've got this pile of IELTS practice papers, a small hill of Chemistry revision notes to go thru, another small hill of Maths past papers and a humongous mountain of Geography notes to dig into. Life seemed a bit unfair now.
Will I come out of this war called A levels alive? >_< Goodness help me!
So. I've decided to include at least one picture in my posts. Why? 