So much has happened since the last I blogged.
Bitter sweet memories..
Basically to run you through. I've finished my major exam, SPM about a month ago. I've had prom, 1 week ago. I've had my first trip with friends to Genting and sat on a roller coaster for the first time in my life, that was 2 weeks ago. I spent Christmas Eve with someone special. I spent Christmas playing the piano for an event in my church. Currently, I'm preparing to go to GLO, which is a Christian Bible Camp or something like that. It's a 6 weeks kinda thing and I'm not really prepared to go honestly.
I remembered the day I finished my last exam paper. The subject was Chinese, typical. The amount of joy cursing through my veins the moment the clock ticked its final seconds. Nothing could compare to the amount of happiness I felt that day. No more studying I told myself, not anymore. Not after studying so bloody hard for more than half a year. I remembered rushing back home without a sigh nor care about the paper I had just sat for. I remembered eating my lunch so very happily. I remembered throwing all my books away. The joy! I remembered touching the keys of the laptop so lovingly. It has been awhile.. I was free again.
Prom. The headache. I tell you this, I'm never ever doing an event ever again if I hate the people I work with. Seriously, I couldn't ask for "better" committee members. Who gives a damn about teamwork I ask you. No one. Talking bad behind my back. Saying I've never done enough but in the end you can't even do your part. Laughs. I have spite for everyone of them. I smile, but deep inside I'm cringing. We had financial issues. Big financial issues. Why? You ask me. We, oh wait, correction, they couldn't sell all the tickets. And I had only gave each one 10 tickets to sell. 10. Not 100. Not 1000. But 10. Can you feel my anger now? I have lots to be frustrated off. Prom night was not fun and games for me. There they were enjoying while I was doing what? Counting money, figuring out how much we were in debt. For goodness sake, it's my dad paying the f**king bill not your dad, not his dad or her dad. We didn't cover our expenses in the end. It wasn't my fault. I did my part. How did I settle the remainder 1k we owed the hotel. Well, my dad paid for it. Where were the other committee members who didn't do their job and owed me money. They disappeared. Just like that. Not a word. Don't even bother to ask me how were we gonna settle the money. Didn't even bother to thank me if they knew I paid for the remainder cash. I'm debating with myself whether I should just call them up and demand my money back because they aren't replying my text. Should I? I won't be around any longer.
Genting was amazing. I love roller coasters. I seriously do. I wanna go again. :(
Christmas will forever be Christmas. This year's choir performance, the songs were nice but dynamic wise, not so there yet. Could've been better but it was okay. :)
I should stop writing now.
Tata.
xoxo
