Of high-school, audition & bla-bla

Last monday & tuesday, THE researchers (Myself, Sel, Mel & Alex) went to… JENG JENG JENG~!:

MY HIGH SCHOOL~!!!

It felt so good to be back within those walls where I spent a big part of my teenage years. Where I met the bestest girlfriends anyone could find. Where I had countless of memories, good & bad alike. Where I had the most fun teachers that I have yet to thank for all that they’ve taught.

Walkway

Have you ever felt like you have forgotten something. Perhaps a memory that you took for granted will always stay? I have.

I’ve always thought that I can leave the memories of my high-school years at the back of my mind because I know I will never forget. I’ve always imagined myself being able to take the whole chunk of memory out one day, and talk about it like it was my yesterday.

Classroom

Boy, was I wrong. When I stepped into my school last week, I did not realise how much I have forgotten. And it was only a mere 3 years ago when I spent my last year there.

Main staircase mural

I have forgotten all about Bilik Serbaguna: where the school police (prefects) had their daily morning duty call.

I have forgotten about our toilets, with the dividers between the cubicles so low we could tip toe and peep at our frens doing their business.

I have forgotten about the gym, that no one uses unless its for “ponteng class” purposes.

I have forgotten about the minute piece of land next to the canteen we called “the field” before our sports complex was built.

I have forgotten about the bookshop, tucked neatly in a small corner, next to the Taman Bunga… which coincidentally was where my frens & I pretended to do “gardening” for our Moral Project. In actual fact, I was holding a hose, pretending to water the plants, when the damn thing wasn’t even connected to the water source.

I forgot about the Chinese stall at our canteen that got discriminated by other Malay stalls because all the students liked the Chinese mee.

I have forgotten about the music room where the school’s Christian Union meet every Friday for fellowship.

The list will never end.

The corridor

The best part of our school visit was when we had to conduct our survey at the Bilik Pameran, where the UBS board (in which I was a committee *smile bangga-ly*) meet every Tuesday.

A typical meeting would start with the “minit mesyuarat” written on the board.

Then, the discussion of “important issues” begin.

Sometimes, activities will be conducted.

However, the best part of the year, when everyone is eager to attent the meetings would be the planning of “THE GATHERING“, in which Prabani & I headed the Zon Pudu Gathering Year 2003 *smile even more bangga-ly*

Before we left the school, we made an appeal to Pn. Song (school counselor) to give us a UBS room for all the contributions the board gave the school (plus, we wanted an “IN” place to hang-out. Its called “exclusivity”). And we got it.

The committee members (Myself, Prabani, YH & Sel) renovated the room all on our own. From the parquet flooring, to the wall painting, to the furnitures… from there, our Juniors took over when we left school. Now, it looks like this:

On the couch… given to the room by Pn. Song

 

A part of us will always stay with the UBS

 

UBS Yearly Gathering Tiles, displayed in the room

The room even has an air-cond now. Chehhhhh, kinda jealous doh. How come in our year, we weren’t allowed an air-cond???

Aihhh, but its ok… its all good for our younger generation. Uilamak, like I’m so giler babi old.

First floor mural

And I can never forget one of the major reasons why I enjoyed schooling so much. Its all thanks to this wonderful woman:

We LOVE Pn. Song

We were and still are so close to her that she’s almost like a friend. But we’ll never take our relationship with her for granted, right girls?? She’s practically our mentor. Most of our “ponteng class” “relief period” were spent in her room, talking with her, joking and discussing the latest gossips.

And, she’s as vain as me~!!!!!!! I think she must have learnt that from me, kan?

Vain face

Oh and there’s something you all should know. When I was in Form 3, the prefects (the normal students called us the “blue species“) were given a room. And outside the room, we painted this:

 

WE are watching YOU

Haha, yeah… its a GIANT EYE, with al the veins and everything. And yes, I WAS A PREFECT. Contrary to the believe, I was and am actually PROUD to be in the prefectorial board

We get to read confiscated magazines in the prefect room. And steal confiscated batu seremban *ahem*Prabani*ahem*. Oh, and we confiscated a glow-in-the-dark condom once, and that was the first time ever I saw a condom up close & personal…  o.O

And you know what’s the latest “thing” thats been going on in our school right now? Higher education institutions are actually “adopting” parts of our school. In other words, our school is being sponsored left, right, front, back by major University Colleges like TAYLORS, UCSI, SUNWAY & soon… HELP~!

How cool is that? My school is famous, YO.

3rd floor corridor

But anyways, all the glamour aside… the school produces among the best students in the country (ada contoh di sini ). And I’m damn well PROUD to be a former student of that school.

Said a CBN-er (Mel), “Man, I wish I came to your school“. Why…. THANK YOU VELI MUCH.

Next year, our school will be officiating an alumni for all the former students. It will be called the BBGS/SBU Alumni… since our school was previously known as BBGS (Bukit Bintang Girls School) before it shifted here to the new premise.

And count me in. Because hey… I’m a PURE BBGS-ian after all… all the way from standard ONE till form FIVE

Plus, within those walls (which is currently known as The Pavilion)… my heart will always always lie.

I LOOOOVE my school. How much? You should get it by now

OHKAYYY, enough bout me school Let’s talk about HELP UNIVERSITY COLLEGE now. More specifically, my faculty…

We will be having our first ever BACHELOR OF PSYCHOLOGY Prom Night on the 17th of December (which is like 3 days after my birthday *hint*). It will be at the ballroom of Tropicana Golf & Country Club *phhhwwwwoooarrrrrr*. And the theme for this year: “PARKSIDE ROMANCE“.

Don’t worry girls, it won’t be outdoors because as mentioned, it will be IN the ballroom. The parkside deco will be IN the ballroom, so you can still wear your stilettos without having to worry it’ll sink into the ground . That was one of my main concern too mind you…

The price is EXTREMELY affordable (RM88 only)… thanks to the council members that you see are working so hard everyday, selling droolicious grubs & gulps on the fourth floor to raise fund. So next time you see them, don’t just stand there… BUY A SET~! No one item will exceed 5 bucks…

And if you see a particular tall, scrawny guy, long hair with specs coming up to you (probably while doing some sort of “dirty dancing” boogie), its Kok Wui. BUY SOMETHING FROM HIM, or else he had orders to haunt you with his hip-grinding-butt-bouncing action till you do …. JUST KIDDING~!

Anyways, back to the prom… we will be expecting a LOT of chun performances that night, which leads me to the part I want to talk about: THE AUDITION held on Wednesday.

Lots of singing performances, which was good because I didn’t know PSYCHOLOGISTS can SING doh~!!!!  Here’s a pair that performed at our Barbecue Night (and will most probably perform on Prom Night):

Victoria & Oon Yow

Oh, and I auditioned too~!!!!! With Mel. The signature dance “Rock Around The Clock“. BUUUTTTTT, its NOT going to be that dance on Prom Night. We will be getting a new choreography

We is dancers

And we won’t be the only one dancing, we’ll be inviting a few more people too .

Btw, lately… I have this thing about this guy. No, its not that I have a crush on him. And no, I sure as hell am not in LOVE with him (since I have DANNYKINS )… Its just, I looooooooooooveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee annoying him~!!!!!:

Guy in the middle: Shaun

I swear… he’s really nice to disturb. Because he don’t take it to heart and he layan you back~! How cool is THAT? Hehehe Oh, and he LOVES being molested by Dannykins.

“Like, oh my gawd. My boyfriend is way more handsome than yours”

Anyways, back to the prom… I’ll BE there. So I hope I’ll see y’all there too k~!

Btw, its already November. December’s coming and that means… FINALS… *groansssssssssss*

But its ok its ok. Because December ALSO means… MY BIRTHDAY, holiday, Christmas & New Year’s Eve~! I loike.

And I was just reading Sel’s blog about her plans after her degree graduation. WHOOAAAA, that girl ada itu dream besar YO~!!!!! Hehehe, good for her.

For me… nowhere as grandeur as her (no Yale or Oxford in muh dictionary yet). Hehehehehe, I’m going…. BACKPACKING~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For a month at least. The best part, I’m doing it with Dannykins~!!!!!!! But we’ll probably need 2 more person to join us (to save cost )

OKla, not all that conspermed yet. Butttttt, I’m going to start planning January next year. The countries & cities, the accomodation, transportation, sight-seeing places to go. I will start collecting Lonely Planet travel guides~! How exciting~! Of course, there’s the “parents” part. We’ll have to REALLLLLLY convince both our parents that we can take care of ourselves and that its all gonna be OK

Plus, you know why I wanna do this?? Because it has ALWAYS been my dream. To backpack. I wanna see other countries. To open my eyes to other cultures beside my own. To help me know that there are other people out there that can be totally different from me. To speak their language. To live their lives. And of course, to EAT their food

There’s more to life than studying… my mum said. And I totally agree with her. I have yearssssss ahead of me to pursue study. But I have only so much time to be adventurous. When I’m old, I wouldn’t wanna be backpacking, I won’t have the energy (which reminds me, I’ll probably be on a cruise, sipping champagne, watching sunset with my husband).

So, I’m gonna do it~! I’m gonna plan my very own backpacking adventure. When I return home, I WILL be different. But hopefully, for the better . And thats when I will focus my heart and soul on academics.

That’ll be all for now.

Your friendly blogger

Love,

NatC.