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How can I be more grateful than I am right now for what I’ve finally managed to achieve..

I’m overwhelmed with joy and very very relieved. At last..

I’VE FINALLY GOTTEN A SCHOLARSHIP! 50% !! FROM LIMKOKWING UNI!

HELL YEAH
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The happiest part is that this scholarship is applicable starting from my current Semester 2 (right now) till throughout of my whole BA (Hons) in Professional Design Degree programme!

No words or pictures or whatever shit can describe how frik’n happy I was, and still am, when I got the news over the phone I tell you.. No one. Nothing. Na’ uhh.

And may I say, the cutest part of this thing is… the offer letter perhaps? Here read it. And note the part where I highlighted in yellow.. heh
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Enjoy 50% off.

Sounds like some Mega Sales la weh. Seriously. Very funny.

But I don’t give a shit, cos that’s not the important thing. Muahahaaa sorry I’m very happy, forgive me.
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I feel so proud of myself weh (cehwahh). No la, actually I’m just damn grateful that I didn’t give up trying for this (I couldn’t afford to give up anyway, lol).

When I applied for this scholarship, the guy (local student counsellor) said this to me,

“Ehh… Cheryl Ho… you again ah?? If I’m not wrong.. last semester you got apply before right.. And rejected. Eh and The Star Scholarship also you apply right.. BUT, rejected also. So this is your 3rd time applying ah?”

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He jokingly added,

“Alaa eh, don’t need to apply already la.. 1st time rejected, 2nd time also rejected, this 3rd time also SURE reject one. Don’t waste your time la..”

He even suggested me to apply for Sin Chew and Nanyang Scholarship instead. Wth.

Joker.

BUT, thank God he was really helpful with my application. We went through quite an interesting conversation. I’m very lucky because I applied this on a Friday, and the following Monday he called me up straight. If that is not lucky then I dont know what is.
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Anyways, now that my Semester 2 began, and Week 2 of it just passed, my assignments are already starting to pile up like dog weh. Cannot take it.

Have to sketch 50 human figures per week you know! And alot more of other assignments and projects. But I enjoy doing it, so it’s not all that bad. Just that it’s very time consuming. Thus, the lesser updates on my blog. (:

Sorry darlings. Don’t get emo. I might be slow and away for a while but I’m not gone, not even if you want me to be. Muahah
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Okay it’s 2am now, I want to tido already because tomorrow is yet another long day of assignments-marathon. So goodnight my darlings and wait,

So what’s the moral of the story today?

NEVER. GIVE. UP.  *with Terms & Conditions applied*
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Hahahahh.

Byebye machas and braders.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, please buy me a DSLR..

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Well initially the plan was just to have lunch in Taipan or something. Then Michelle said the others would be going to Swensons, for some cheap 50% ice cream. Swenson’s Every-Tuesday’s-Offer thingy.

Well you know Malaysians, and discounts.

So, poor James. He didn’t bring along any clothes with him. So all the way until at the end of the day, he kept bugging and complaining to me about how lame it was that he’s wearing Form6 cool school uniform out.

But hey James, at least you’re not green!
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Swenson’s ice cream was shitty. Pardon me for being frank. Well if there wasn’t any 50% off, it wouldn’t even be worth paying for. No actually, even with the 50% off, it’s still not worth paying for!

I’d rather spend a lil more and have better ice cream at Baskins or something. Even Mat Kool is cooler.
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Time has passed, and times have changed.

Seeing James the other day really made me recall back about a lot of memories in high school. I miss high school a lot. My class of 5Amanah was ZEE bomb. All the jokes, lame and funny, ups and downs, success and failures, we shared them all together in that very class.

High school was a very fun place to be at, well apart from SPM and exams and shits. Heh

Well, we only left high school less than a year. We’re only 18 this year. But many friends have already gone far away, some drifted far apart, some not even a call or a text, and some just totally lost contact of.

If this is how it’s like when it’s 18, what about when we’re 25?

Where’re we gonna be when we turn 25?

Will there still be our regular Friday nights yamcha session in OTK Taipan? What about our once-in-a-while partying and clubbing times? Our birthday celebrations?
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It’s just sad to accept the fact that people do change along with time. Well, some for the better. And sadly, some for the worse.

Why is it that we humans never stop asking? We never stop asking for more. When will we learn to stop, and learn that when enough is enough? Perhaps, “enough” is not even in our vocabulary. I suppose the only way we’ll ever stop asking, is when God stops granting what we’re asking for.

And when that happens, isn’t it already a little too late?

Is it that hard for us to learn how to be happy with what is already being granted?

It’s no wonder we’re claimed to be the most complicating and complex creatures on Earth.
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I’m just missing the old times a lot. College is not all that bad, but it isn’t the same as high school. And the things you do, and the people around you, aren’t the same anymore. I miss all my high school friends.

If you’re lost, just turn to your back and you’ll find a road that you have once travelled. And that is the road, that we have walked together.
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OH WELLL

Moving on. You knowwwww what the helllll?

Tonight was my college’s Freshies Night for Sem2, and I damn right didn’t have a clue about it. Plus, my coll mates are going to Hops and Grapes for an after party.

Pffft. Oh well. Never mind. I had fun at home too, watching all my downloaded TVB series. Very nice, being Chinese at home watching Chinese drama.

Okay lah, it’s getting very early now. I meant, early in the morning of the next day. So…. take care all, more updates soon.

Before I leave,
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Retard. Whatever.
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, …always talking bout watchu got

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I miss this retarded sampat kampong girl! She left for Singapore just today, and I think she arrived about 3 hours ago by car.

How did I know Yen? Good question.
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I met her while I was working freelance as a showgirl/event promoter. Yen is the first from the left in the above picture. And that was just about a month ago, on June 28th 2008.

Yup. I only know her for a month.

But it feels like we’ve been friends for years. Because we have alot of things in common.

Ever since the TM Triple play job, we’ve gotten to know each other more, and realized that we have quite a number of similarities with each other. For instance, we both live in SUBANG. Seriously.

And so happen at that moment I was working in the exhibition management office in USJ9, remember? And SOO coincidently my office wanted to hire another part time staff. So I recommended her to come join me. And so she did.

Ever since then, we’ve been seeing each other for almost everyday. See her face until very boring already. From Monday till Sunday you know. But now even if I wanna see her jakun face, I have to go all the way to Singapore la weh. Unless she buys a webcam.
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I went out with her 2 days ago, Tuesday, just to meet up with her before she leaves for S’pore. I picked her up and went to Pyramid, had dinner and talk about alooooott of stuffs.
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We ate in Gasoline. I kinda fancy that place tho. Cos they have nice drinks seriously, a bit pricy tho.

Like I’ve mentioned earlier, we have a lot of things in common. Firstly, she’s doing Arts as well. Animation. She was previously in The One Academy, considering now she went to S’pore to a diff college. Secondly, she’s the youngest in the family. The list goes on.

You know, even her family is almost similar to mine! Her mom is just like MY mom. Housewife. Cooks. Same characters and attitude, like how they prepare our meals reallllly early of the day. Simple example. Like if we don’t wanna eat dinner at home tomorrow night, we must tell our moms like the early morning before tomorrow.

Even our dads. From all the stories we shared, it’s like we always can relate it back to ourselves. It’s really a rare coinsidence that you can find a friend like this.
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And also, we both hate wearing jeans and long pants. We love wearing shorts, and we don’t care where we’re going, we still love wearing shorts. I thought I was the weird one who hates wearing jeans, cos it’s like super hot in Msia and your leg gets itchy and all.. well who knew she’s as weird as I am. SHORTS ARE D BOMB
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Yen also worked together with me during the CosmoBeaute Asia Exhibition in PWTC. We shared the same hotel room together and had heaps of fun.

I remember there was one night after work, we took the LRT from PWTC to Pasar Rakyat. I cannot believe this girl never went to Petaling Street before. Kampong betul kampong weh.

So that night we walked over to Petaling Street aka Chee Cheong Kai to look see look see. There got a lot of Chinese people. And very scary chinese speaking chinese guys who kept trying to sell us DVDs. Maybe it’s some Chinese porn. I dont know.

Yen was very shocked to see the atmosphere of Petaling Street to be something like THAT. Damn jakun lor she never go Chee Cheong Kai before, I still cannot believe it.

There was this chinese seller, he said, “Leng lui you dropped something lah..” in cantonese,

And Yen really turned back and look at the floor to see what she dropped. And they laughed at us. At this point, I had no other reasons to not believe that it was her first time going to Petaling Street. LOL

When we wanted to leave that very-dodgy-stuffy-chinese-place, we somehow got lost. We walked round and round and round but we couldn’t find the LRT station where we dropped off from. Can die. That time already almost 11pm. The last train is at 11:30pm summore.

We tried asking a few people for directions, but they don’t seem to know where the LRT station is too. They only knew where KTM station was. SAD LA LRT NOT FAMOUS

I clearly remembered the exact time that night. We walked for 43 minutes in KL just to search for the LRT station. FORTY THREE MINUTES. Two girls all alone in the stranded streets of KL at the time close to midnight. Memories weh..

Well finally we found our destination in the end. But it was 11:30pm already, thank God the last train haven’t left yet. By the time we got back to our hotel room, we were dead exhausted.
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Another thing in common that we have is that she doesn’t take spicy food. No chilli. No curry. Same same like me. Now this is REALLY rare to find seriously. I feel the bond weh..
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In pyramid that day after dinner, she wanted to eat some fruits.

She bought some pineapples, and poured some sauce..
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Silly that she didn’t know it was Rojak sauce, and it was spicy until she couldn’t tahan that she could drink 10 gallons of water. But I was nicely laughing my ass off looking at her suffer. Hahahahah. Very funny
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We went to J.Co’s later on, because I was craving for their donuts. Thank God there wasn’t a long queue.. Heh
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See her horny face. She’s been a very fun verbally horny partner of mine during the nights in legend hotel. hahahah okay sounds sick
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She insisted that she wants an ugly photo together. Anything for the princess that’s no longer gonna be here lah.
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It was really really nice seeing and getting to know you girl. Though we only met for a month, but it’s not like we will never meet again. When I’ve renewed my passport, I’ll go S’pore and find youuuuuu (:

Don’t forget your Malaysian friends here. Most importantly, DON’T FORGET ME! Or I’ll come rape you in your dreams.

I had lots and lots and lots of fun hanging out with you. It’s really something that I’ll always remember and am already missing it. You’re a great friend and no matter how you are there, good or bad, happy or sad, let me know! We can always share our problems.

Walaupun kami tidak berjumpa dan dua insan berjauhan, namun hati kami masihlah tergabung sebagai satu.

HAHAHA Jiwang doh.

Take care there weh.. anything can always call! Use Skype, it’s free =p  Or you can email. Or sms. Or MSN. Now technology very canggih. So there’s no reason to why you cannot keep in touch with me.

I’ll miss you Yenang!! (:  Love ya, muahh!
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, in need of a car.