Honda Dreams Fund (Essay)

HONDA Dreams Fund is the opportunity I have been waiting for to realize my dreams. Since I was young, I have always aspired to be a radio personality.

It all began when I was in the first form. Treading into form one, it came to me that secondary school was an utter different world to me. Just then, my jaw totally sagged when I got back my exam results. I was on the verge of failing those subjects and was thrown into a tailspin of despair. On my way home, I kept wondering why on earth I was so obtuse while zapping through radio stations on the car. Then, I tuned in to a station and heard one talk show, which bucked me up.

The deejays have always been the ones who cheer people up and also the ones who keep us posted on the up-to-the-minute tidings. Every time I turned on the radio, I got carried away listening to the deejays cracking awesome one-liners and thought that perhaps I could one day be like them. I’d always have a little bogus microphone and do shows in the house while mimicking the deejays ever since. Was it ever bizarre! But it was indeed a known fact!

My dream to be a deejay hadn’t faded even until form six. That time, the idea of becoming a deejay grew even stronger when I was dubbed the “Voice of Ketari High” after my stint of that day as a substitute deejay for a friend of mine who was away from school. Then, I was asked to do a radio show during recess every other day. I got psyched right off the bat from playing songs and bringing everyone up to date with news of the day! I then felt like I had a vocation for being a deejay. What bliss!

Soon after that, I was asked to host the opening ceremony of the English Language Society. On the stage, I even received a rousing ovation from the audience for my witty banter. Only then did the wingspans of my latent talent extend and I then realized that I’d found my niche in radio broadcasting and wished to parlay my skill into broadcasting by embarking on this career in the approaching future.

Money woes aside, I certainly relish the fact of being able to go to university as it means a lot to me. However, trying to make ends meet at once is no easy matter for my family. Parents have to work long hours, to the detriment of their health. Now, with Honda Dreams Fund I believe my dreams are within the realms of possibility. I promise to keep my side of the bargain by working hard come what may.

I’m hoping in earnest that the panel of judges will consider my essay and give me a chance by extending an invitation to the Dare to Dream Workshop to me. I really hope that I can work towards my goal. Thanks!

Simple English

FIRST off...

the reason why this post is titled "Simple English" is that

I copped some comments from some of my friends,

saying that they'd rather just scan through my post because of the uncommon English.

So, this one, I'm gonna make it "Simple English".

Actually...

NOW
there's lots of things on my mind.
What am I thinking?

1) During & After STPM

During STPM, I was lying on this bed thinking
"I can't be lying here! I must get up!
After STPM, I'd be lying on this same bed enjoying!"

NOW
Thinking back what I promised myself...
"Am I really enjoying?
Enjoying what?!"

2) I feel daunted
(daunted=scared)

About what?
About my Chinese.
I've made up my clever mind that
I'll do English Language Studies in university.

I am really scared, really daunted that...
I can't reconcile to the prospect of having to
brush up on my Chinese.
It's so scary.

I feel that I've missed out a lot.

WHAT IF...?

What if I choose to be a translator/interpreter in the future?
Am I kidding myself?
If I really do,
"translating Chinese into English
translating English into Chinese"

would be my job.

Of course I won't be translating a new language

when I know learning a language would take an age.
What's more, my Chinese is getting rusty.
I can't even master my mother tongue at this moment...
How am I gonna... well, you know.

OKAY!

Chinese! I'm coming back!

3) Astro Singing Contest 2011

Am I really going to the audition?
Friends, I don't know!
But I certainly wish I were!
I used to sing back then.
I could sing,
but something's up

&

I am afraid to say
I can't.

Do I not wish to show y'all what I am made of?
Do I not wanna share the tears of joy?
Do I not wanna laugh at those who sing funnily?
Do I not wanna lend you a shoulder when you can't make it?

Hey!

I think I'm going to urge y'all on behind the scenes!

I know Jeremiah, Elizabeth, Mermaid as pretty good singers.
Hope you guys can make it to the finals!

4) The End of The World

Do I even need to bother with the followings?

1) During & After STPM
2) I feel daunted

3) Astro Singing Contest 2011

Something bigger than ever is just round the corner!
It's "The End of The World"
Rumors have it that Judgement Day/Doomsday

falls on 12.05.2011

HUH?!? Am I gonna die so soon?
I haven't even....
(my friends know what I want to say)

-So, this is what's going round in my head now-

Myself, Yourself, Themselves!

I don't have enough self-knowledge.
But it was a self-evident truth that,
That I was not a self-starter,
Partly because I wasn't self-reliant.
Every time I looked in my self-portrait,
I right off wallowed in self-pity.
Snap out of it! Be more self-assured!
I used to have self-doubt,
But now I know it's but self-delusion.
I like wearing self-color clothes,
Though it makes me look self-conscious,
I'm just being self-effacing.

Hey! Why not talk about your-self?
You might've had people hurting your little self,
You might not have looked your old self,
And it took all your self-control not to yell.
Yet, you should've been more self-assertive,
And told'em they should have self-criticism.
So, they might've lost self-esteem,
And might've self-harm!

Always remember to have self-worth!
Because you're self-contained!
Be your true self too!
But if you're still not feeling your old self,
Why not go on a self-drive vacation?
To find your self!
And... you know...
I've found my self :)

Duster or Eraser?

About a month ago, I said that I'd used the word "eraser" to refer to a piece of soft material used for removing chalk marks from a blackboard in my class and was corrected (kind of) by my standard one pupils.

Just now, a friend of mine texted and asked me what we actually call that thing. In the message she said "I told my mom that my friend said it's called an "eraser" and her kindergarten pupils overheard it and said it's called a "duster" and commented "mana ada so big punya eraser??" "

Well, I think it's better to stick to "duster", don't tell the standard one pupils it's called an "eraser/rubber". Their parents might say that you're wrong.

In the U.K, it's called either "rubber" or "eraser".
In the U.S.A, it's called "eraser".

I don't know whether "duster" is used in the U.K., U.S.A., etc.
BUT I'm very sure "duster" is used in Malaysia :)

A Cool Night Out

Been tailing my blog aye?

Where were we? Oh yeah, we were talking about a "cool" night out (NOT "cold")

Awesome! My prayer was finally answered!
It ain't teeming with rain last night :D

That was gooooooood.
I was happy to have been asked out by two friends:
Lian Seong & Jeremiah

BUT

Lian Seong blew me off!
He said he couldn't make it at the very last second!

FAIR ENOUGH
I called Sarah up...

"Yo, Sarah, wanna come out for a drink aye?"
"Wait up, gotta ask my dad"
Then...
We headed for Sarah's place to pick her up

HERE!

We had our drinks at a bistro

Hey Hey hey! See somethin' there?
It's the hidden evil smiley face!
Kind of eerie, innit?

Jeremiah was indeed one good talker
He cracked us up with his jokes!
He even put on some Indian accent which was too hilarious!
That was the first time Sarah'd heard some funny Indian accent since she came to Malaysia.
Jeremiah certainly was good at mimicking...

Alright, time we got off

We got into Jeremiah's wheels and then he stepped on the gas.
Sarah said "Oh!!! Where are you guys taking me? Can you not take me to scary places?"
WHATTA WIMP, Sarah! :P

We got outta his wheels on the summit of Mutiara Heights,

a place which overlooks pretty much the whole Bentong

STRIKING!
FASCINATING!
BREATHTAKING!

Did you know this pose actually means something?
It means...
WTF?!?

Yes. No. Erm, no. I mean I am not asking myself what it means
it really means WTF?!?

GAWDSH. This new zealander looks so loutish!
She's Sarah Cool!
The dude is Mr J.

AND I called it a day :D

History: (Part 1) What made me start keeping a diary?

(Quoted from my diary)

WHAT prompted me to start keeping a diary was because of what happened on 26th Jan 2010. It just made me want to remember all the things on the day because that was the first time ever I was so upset and my friend wouldn’t even want to talk to me. He totally snubbed me and cut me dead. I did my utmost to suppress my feelings but GOSH! I can't take this! This has got to stop! I just hoped they’d do well by me!

Written on 26th Jan 2010, Tuesday (be gone down in history)
Well, it’s been a long day. My sixth-form secretary (Kah Yong), treasurer (Chee How) and I were so hacked off because the fifth-form treasurer didn’t go collect the fees, and the secretary, who’s also a fifth form dude, is no different, they’re equally lame. They didn’t do jackshit any! And they’ve gone and made a terrible mess of the Laksamana House! They didn’t even have a proper name list of all the members of Laksamana, did you ever! They’re just passing the buck all along.

They both said they didn’t know what to do, and said it wasn’t their responsibility to do those things. I mean, hello? Are you two still sane? If it wasn’t you two, who else’s gonna do that? Aren’t you both forgetting what posts you’re holding? Okay, whatever!!! So, me and my secretary and treasurer had to do everything over and make it just so for them. It was time-consuming, of course.


DISASTER STRUCK HERE!

I haven’t the slightest notion why my secretary had a blazing row with me. Freaky, huh? Did I keep you in suspense? Even I myself am in a sheer daze. Never mind, I told myself that the question marks would have gone by tomorrow. After that run-in, he didn’t even want to talk to me. It was total disaster for me. Well, I’m now waiting for the arrival of tomorrow, hoping that everything will return to normal.

History: Part 2

27th Jan 2010, Wednesday (Fell out with LKY)

In the morning.....
At first Kah Yong wanted to approach me, but then on second thought, he asked Eli to keep him company, and then he didn’t wanna talk to me. Eli, on behalf of him, asked me to hand over the paper that I helped him to print. I pretended that I didn’t know what she was talking about, finally he himself talked to me. She was like very unwilling, the look on her face, eww!

Today is an extra-curricular day. At the Chess Annual General Meeting, it was very apparent that he was giving me the coldest EVER shoulder! When the meeting was about to brought to a standstill, I saw my secretary running off at the mouth.

OF ALL THE NERVE!!!

With all the gesture he made, I was pretty much convinced that he was ranting and raving about yesterday’s things and my shortcoming at Elizabeth (his classmate). I tried to listen in, but to little avail, then I gave up. I just sat at the corner talking crap with Jeremiah. While I was in the middle of schmoozing with Jeremiah, I took a sneak peak at him.


WELL!!! He was still mouthing off about it away! Dang it!!! I felt like standing in front of them and then holler at them, like, “Can you meet me effin' halfway!?”. But... I didn’t. I just didn’t have the guts to do so. Well, making the first move didn’t come easy to me, let alone hollering at them!

“Oh my God… Did you just raise the bar for me? WHY?!? Why on earth can’t I even utter a word in front of’em? = = Gee…!!! "