DaBeliu_Y

*i want to delete it, but i feel sorry to delete it.. so i post it here.*
About Me:
She think she is a weird person. Anyway, she is a helpful person. She usually help ppl when they have problem. (muka tembok) She is blur and forgetful. She always forget where she put her water bottle. And to overcome her forgetfulness(have this word??), she likes to remind people, and sometimes rewarded the gelaran "mak".She sometimes very brave. When she know that her water bottle was left at the third-floor physics lab, she go up to the lab by herself alone at night to take the bottle.She will felt very excited when found a not-very surprised statement. She is really a weird person. Sometimes she will be evil although it is mention that she is kind at the beginning.She likes to enjoy life. She likes to travel. She likes jay chou's songs first before she likes jay chou. She likes penny's songs first before she likes penny. She thinks "jiang jun ling" by kenji wu is so cool. She thinks the plot of hiwayu's book is so cool. She likes to take pictures. She likes to travel, and want so much to go to pulau perhentian..She know how to play piano and guzheng, but not good at those instrument.She is taekwondo black belt, but now already forget how to kick and punch.She is actually fat and heavy, but dont know why everyone say she is thin. Others could not believe when she tell them the truth weigh.And ya, she is tall... 172 cm.She likes to talk, but afraid to talk. Last but not least, she is easily touched.her msn: my_birthday_is_on_3jan@hotmail.comdont miss out the statement contain in the msn address.. ^^

Its have been a long long time i didnt touch my dabeliu_y blog.. Now, i am back.
Let tell about my driving lesson. When talking about driving, my friends would surprisingly ask: "You born at 3rd of Jan, but you dont have your driving license yet?" Ok, I had been in a boarding school during Form 4 and Form 5, and after my secondary schooling, i went to National Service, then I had to attend (fruitless) interviews for a month before I started to take the law exam at the end of april. Besides that, my driving school had a lot of student ( I should be proud of this actually ) which made I had to take the 3-hour-practical driving lesson to get license L in May. Ok, then I have to enrol in matriculation college on 26 May and cant continue the ten-hour driving lesson.
Today i finally attended the ten-hour-driving lesson. However, i need to pay RM35 to renew my license L (conclusion: driving needs a lot of money). At first, I thought the driving school instructor would going to teach me to drive on the road which will be very exciting and fun. But, he reteached me the skills to go up hill, to park car and to make the u-turn. Oh, i still could not do well for this three basic skills.
(1) The car slided down when i pulled up the hand brake, fortunately i know how to press brake.
(2) I knocked down a few post when i parked my car. This was so embrassing. *shy*

This afternoon i got to learn driving on 4 to 6 pm.

Two years in MRSM Beseri was finally passed. MRSM Beseri had help me to develop a disipline and mature personality. I had become more confident to express my opinion, i started to love who i am, not too mind about what others think of me and not shy to greet and talk to strangers.
I was also choosen to represent school, which will never happen in my lower secondary school. i know other races custom better than before. I can channel my creativity in decorate my room and through art projects in school.

School tangki

In this classroom, 4D, where lyn and I always preped with each other.

Jia Lin was an active and out-spoken girl. But since her cube was in block F, i seldom met her. When talking about her, i had to say that she was a smart girl and nice to chat with.

At the mid-year of Form 4, i wanted to transfer back to my lower secondary school for a few reasons, but Chiew Yee had consulted me to stay on. Really thanks to her because without her, i might not become excellent in my study at MRSM Beseri.

I still remembered the first day I stepped into MRSM Beseri, wearing my lower secondary school t-shirt -- SMART-B, short haired. The day before that, when i went to lower secondary school to sign the "School Leaving Certificate", unbelievably, I cried and hugged my friends. Frankly, I was reluctant to go to the boarding school, especially when I imagined I was the only Chinese girl there.

When i reached MRSM Beseri, Chu Huan is the first person who greets me. She wore spectacle and wore an adorable smile, which made me felt warm. When i entered the school hall, one of the staff could not even recognise my gender.

Oh! Therefore from that day on, i sweared to leave my hair long.

Then, when i sat down in the hall, Choon Seong and Hui Ting approached me, telling me the schedule of MRSM Beseri, and made me relieve that there were still have a lot of Chinese senior to guide me.

During the orientation which organized by Nons senior, I choose Poh Hee to be my model, and i decorate her with a Hawayi-girl style। At the beginning, i was quite nervous to see others keep decorating their models, while i stood stonily there, thinking of how to make the fashion. After some time, i managed to do a newspaper singlet, newspaper gaun for her, a newpaper flower crown (what is 花圈in english?.. i am quite confuse) and also two hand-bangles. During the persentation, Lim (Woei Shyong) is the main judge (the senior told). I admitted i was quite trembled when i gave my explanation in ENGLISH. Oh my God, i never did the presentation in english, and i felt like crying. The seniors even asked a question， " Hawayi girl should not wear singlet, right? She should wear ..." Oh, at that moment, I completely ran out of idea. Fortunately, Poh Hee explained ，“This is Beseri." And for the newspaper fashion design, i became the winner(no prize), quite surprising, because i think the others fashion was superior than me. Maybe my model was beautiful, haha!

Then about my communication with cube-mates. On the first week, i did not understand a single word when they talked in their bahasa pasar. But my cube-mates were kind enough to speak bahasa baku wif me. I really like my cube-mates. They never saw the colour of skin when they mingled with you. I still remember Zainab ask a Malay friend to apologise to me when that friend broke my mp3 earphone and pretend nothing happened. I still remember Rawiah helped me to hang my clothes when my ankle sprained. And also Sofiyana, who helped me in Additional Mathematics. When the examination was around the corner, i usually gave tuition to my cube-mates, because i dont know how to pay their caring deed(can i say like this, i mean the phrase). When our hostel was known as haunted, we even slept together by combining beds. Before sleeping during the haunted period, the would recite their prayer while i recited mine, for blessing. I think this was called the unity of different races, and this is so Malaysia, and i like it very much.