This.

Not going to say much since research paper is seeking for my attention, desperately. I'm thankful that I have no class tomorrow morning.

Yesterday all the way to KL for before-Spring-2012-finals rendezvous with the whole of Devillish Denver and The Voice.

The first-ever class outing, with everyone present. Yay!

Now, I hand over myself to le research paper. Toodles.

On Purpose.

Whenever this song is on in my playlist, I put the volume to maximum level. On purpose. You should try it, with your earphones/headphones on.

Ende gut, alles gut.

Here I am on Blogger, during lunch break and the previous class ended 45 minutes earlier. I was revising a Chemistry topic at my latest hideout. After quite some time, I decided to take a break and blogwalk instead since I can't do so last night due to my recklessness, I left my laptop somewhere in school yesterday. I've learnt my lesson and I'm really grateful that it wasn't harmed by any creatures.

Enough rants about myself. The main reason I created this post is that I visited The Blogger's page and found out that The Blogger is currently experiencing problems with self confidence and feels insecure about that. I do not know why this seems to bother me since I'm an introvert. No matter what, I still dedicate this post to The Blogger. I do hope you awesome readers will bear with me, if you refuse to do so, I won't force you and you may kindly leave my blog and return some other time.

Sorry for digressing. First and foremost, don't misinterpret what I'm going to say/type in a little while.

 I'd like to write a response to The Blogger's latest post.

The Blogger, just so you know I don't really know the situation that you are in because I'm not in your shoes. All I can say is, um, let's make it easier for you to understand, I'll extract some parts of 1D's song lyrics. I do not own anything; the song or the lyrics.

You're insecure
Don't know what for
You're turning heads when you walk through the door
Don't need make up
To cover up
Being the way that you are is enough

Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you

Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell
You don't know
You don't know you're beautiful

If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
You don't know you're beautiful
That what makes you beautiful

So c-come on
You got it wrong
To prove I'm right I put it in a song
I don't know why
You're being shy
And turn away when I look into your eyes

Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell
You don't know
You don't know you're beautiful

If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
You don't know you're beautiful
That's what makes you beautiful

A song's worth more than millions of words.
I do hope that I'm able not only to make you feel great about yourself but to be frank, it's the truth.


This post may seem trivial but I don't know what's up with me, that I was willing to take the time to create this blogpost instead of resuming my revision. Wow.
Now, to decide whether to reveal myself and let The Blogger know about this post.





P.s  I'd like to emphasize not to misinterpret this post, assume that I'm helping out a friend with their problems. I'm always there for everyone.

The New Chapter.

So, it's my 19th birthday! Alles gute zum Gerburtstag, #8!

It's my first time celebrating this event away from home, never mind that.
Actually, I don't know where to start or on what to rant about.

I'm grateful I felt more love today and no surprises. I prefer that since I didn't want to burden anyone. The most important thing is, no birthday pranks! But I will still keep my guards up.

I may be right about that fact.

But to be polite and  be considerate about people's feelings,

A very sincere THANK YOU for all the gifts, time spent, birthday wishes ( via phone call, text message, tweets and etc) and everything. It really means a lot to me. THANK YOU for coloring and making my life more meaningful.

I'll behave well.

I still think being 19 is a lot younger than being 18. Why? Everyone makes a big deal when they/ their friends turning 18, something about being legal and stuff. To my humble perspective, being legal is when you turn 21, which I think is true.

Families, teachers, partners-in-crime, friends, acquaintances, thank you for being in my life and making it more meaningful. I really appreciate your presence and I pray for your safety, success and happiness.

I remembered experiencing ,my first ever birthday surprise 365 days ago. Good times.

Physics test 2 tomorrow. Will try my best to reply all le birthday wishes as soon as possible.

This song really made my day. Thank you, le partner-in-crime.

B-Fever.

The B doesn't stand for B the singer who has millions of fans. Never mind that.

I've already logged out of every social network that I joined. Just to restrain myself from being hyped up due to that "fever".

Less than hour before I become the superstar for a day. I don't know what to feel since I never experience this situation for the past 18 years (where I used to be during this period of time, safe in my haven with people I care so much)

I thought of doing something diabolical, just to see who's real and who's not. But I decided not to since it might be unfair to my new friends. It's not that I'm desperate for fame or anything. It's just the fact that I respect and care for them to let them know about one of my important days in my life.

Since I'm not good in impromptu speeches or right now typing/monologue-ing, I'll hit the hay.

I'm not switching off my mobile tonight. I want to find out who wins the race when the clock strikes 0000hrs.
Farewell (in advance) 18th year of breathing, existing,(and more) in this world.

Guten abend, don't let the bed bugs bite!

Speech Week: Fin.

Week 14/16's over! No more speeches for this semester. I've been waiting for this moment. Despite the fact that I despise public speaking (before and maybe a little now) but I'm glad I had to take USEL 23: Speech Communication this semester. It really taught me a lot.

Compared to last semester (USEL 13: Oral Communication) last semester's activities for that course are more fun. Let me recall what I did last semester. Hmm.. Let's see. Radio Drama, role play, campaign project. I guess the term "presentation" makes the whole situation less daunting when compared to the usage of the term "speech".

It's the mindset. I always imagine a person talking in front of a large audience or the principal giving their speech during the weekly assembly: where everyone stares and give full attention to you in the beginning and  in the end they get tired of you.

I shall not rant further in case I might experience the same situation which I mentioned earlier. All in all, USEL 23 is super imposing, especially with le lecturer. Le lecturer is just amazing, with all the dramas, acts and all.

Tick Tock. Watch out for the clock. Wow, it rhymes.

Now I Know.

Finally Week 14/16  a.k.a Speech WEEK (in my opinion) has ended. I presented my research essay progress report earlier this morning. My topic was/is Genetically Modified Foods (as I studied that topic in English for Science and Technology 3 years ago, why waste all the knowledge I  had already acquired?)

The others presented their topics such as hacking (for good purposes, I'm serious), men's relationship with gadgets, brain drain, organ donating,  and the topic which really caught my attention was about Introverts.

Now I know, I'm one of them. It may seem cliche and all but it is the truth. Don't believe me? Well, too bad. I know myself better than other people do. I've been searching the most suitable word that really describes me as a person (besides impassive) and voila! I proudly announce that I am indeed an introvert.

Adapted from :http://giftedkids.about.com/od/glossary/g/introvert.htm

Definition: Contrary to what most people think, an introvert is not simply a person who is shy. In fact, being shy has little to do with being an introvert! Shyness has an element of apprehension, nervousness and anxiety, and while an introvert may also be shy, introversion itself is not shyness. Basically, an introvert is a person who is energized by being alone and whose energy is drained by being around other people.

Introverts are more concerned with the inner world of the mind. They enjoy thinking, exploring their thoughts and feelings. They often avoid social situations because being around people drains their energy. This is true even if they have good social skills. After being with people for any length of time, such as at a party, they need time alone to "recharge."

When introverts want to be alone, it is not, by itself, a sign of depression. It means that they either need to regain their energy from being around people or that they simply want the time to be with their own thoughts. Being with people, even people they like and are comfortable with, can prevent them from their desire to be quietly introspective.

Being introspective, though, does not mean that an introvert never has conversations. However, those conversations are generally about ideas and concepts, not about what they consider the trivial matters of social small talk.

Introverts make up about 60% of the gifted population but only about 25-40% of the general population.

Greetings, April 2012!

Finally you're here. Spring 2012 finals are just around the corner. Busy, busy, busy.

I yearn for a day like his, with music and passion.

p.s less than 10080 minutes till the big day.