before i sat for upsr, they told me it was easy. & so it was.
before i sat for pmr, they told me it was easy. & so it was.
here i am, 6mths to spm. no1 is telling me it's gonna be easy. so it isn't... all i heard about spm from my seniors were in the lines of "pmr is kacang putih compared to spm la", "better dun slack during form4, or else u will suffer in form5", "don't do last minute studying when u come to form5"...
so im passing d torch. PMR is lyk peanuts compared to SPM. i would resit PMR 10tyms over den go thru SPM. don't slack in form4. coz now i'm regretting it shitloads since my workload in form5 has thus multiplied. & don't do last minute studying, as i am doing now a week before d mid yrs.
heed my advice & u wun be in my shoes ryt now. =)
I'm going through one of the happiest moments in my life, because the saddest just ended
An Introduction
This is a story about a girl.
But you should know upfront, there are no real beginnings.
This is a story of a girl, who dreamed, loved & always remained hopeful.
But you should know upfront, there are no real endings.
This is a blog of new beginnings, bittersweet endings & what happens in between.
This is a blog that reflects life as it is & are solely opinions of my own.
Feel free to ponder, doubt or challenge whatsoever that is written here. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I am pretty opinionated myself.
Just Me
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lives inside a fictional world called my head.
i try to keep things simple & enjoy the lil things in life.
i'm weird. sometimes i like to be lonely, other times i hate the sound of silence.
yet another hopeless romantic. just another dreamer.
keeping a low profile.
