Perak Matriculation College–The New Station Of My Life

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This is a spot just beside the Director’s House , a spot at which I enjoy spending my free time there,and have a crystal clear bird’s eye view of the entire college. And beyond that, the hills that stretch from East to West, embellished with lumps of clouds, or a thin layer of mist sometimes,  certainly make it an amazingly wonderful picture of scenery. The cool air, the natural pleasant scent of the surrounding ,somehow, just magically soothe my mind. Magnificent.

 

Just not too long ago, I entered this Perak Matriculation College, the next stage of my education life after high school.

The period of transition in my life takes place here. In May, I was here, away from family and friends. My first time staying in a boarding college, and I would never forget how dependent I was during my first week here. I phoned my old and reliable buddies, one by one, and chatted up to few hours, despite the costly fees.

Who cares? I was so needy that time. Plus the fact that there is no Chinese from Kuala Lumpur.

No more a mummy’s boy, it’s time to practically learn what ‘independent’ really means. No one to wash up your filthy clothes. No one to iron your uniform neatly so you can go to school comfortably. No one to clean up your table after you mess it up. Everything is on your own. That moment , I started to appreciate. How wonderful my mum is.

The second week made my life better, sweeter. The night when all Accounting students gathered in lecture hall, all Chinese sat together and it was a warm night. In sight of Chinese, we were thrilled because we’re the RARE species. The striking difference put us together, exchanging phone numbers without shame, despite the fact that we only knew each other less that 30 minutes.

 

There are about 80 + Chinese here if the statistic given was not wrong. And we Art Stream has only 19 Chinese. A pity number. But we turned out to be more united and happy with this small number. With Henry leading the team, virtually at least once a week , in our lecture hall, things like biscuits, chocolates, sweets , cookies , mooncakes, and not to forget the Penang delicacies - 烧饼， 马蹄酥 , kept us from starving. All these had to be done with a little modesty so as not to gain others’ attention.

 

Caught in act

 

So Chinese will without fail sit in a row in lecture hall, made stupid jokes while the lessons were dull, played handphone game (Fruit Ninja). These were done with our own risks. When lecturer approached us, immediately we hid everything and pretended, as if we’re a bunch of excellent students paying full focus on the going-on lessons. AND WE’RE .

 

Learnt Account in Chinese before exam? Yeah,since there’s some politicians claimed that learning in mother tongue is the most efficient way of study .

One benefit without a tinge of doubt of being in Matriculation is we can get to know people from different states in the country and when comes to holidays, we go for vacation in a big troop. Never did I join a 19 people trip until I’m here. The Penang trip was a blast, especially when we spent precious time having fun in living room until we’re so reluctant to go to bed. Until the clock struck 7 in the morning, we yielded to utter fatigue and slept for only half an hour and resume to our schedule the second day.

Penang Trip

And guess what! Our next stop is Ipoh, the day after MUET ends! =D

Relationship could be built through a string of activities here. Of course, the biggest event we’ve in college so far, the One Malaysia Lantern Festival , through which true qualities were tested. Being a leader is hard, and it’s even harder when you have to work with people when you have just first contact with. People with different personalities are here. Individuals varied with opinions, yet tolerance and the sense of acceptance brought us back together and  minimized the flaws. Glad to have friends who willing to spend days and nights, doing jobs without hoping for any reward.

   

Song Dedication Counter 司仪/ 点歌处            

Count Kuaci 算瓜子

 

后羿射日 Shoot the Suns

雯雯书法班 Wen Wen Caligraphy’s Class

展览 Exhibition

Redeem Counter 礼包索取处

 

嫦娥奔月 Reach to the Moon

猜灯谜 Rhythm Guessing

 

The event ended up successfully with our goals accomplished. People’s laughters and cheers mingled in the air. Non-chinese were open-minded and gave big support to this Chinese event and got to know even more about our unique festival. Most importantly, the event stood as a solid proof that we can get things done if we are determined to do so. The preparing stage might be exhausting, with some dedicated people sacrificed their slumbers, their precious time and energy,  yet the result was a fruitful one. Hopefully through this event all Chinese spirits are rekindled and together we create another significant event in our last semester in college.

点孔明灯仪式 Opening Ceremony with Lantern Lantern Kongming

传灯仪式

Birthdays are something we won’t miss out here. Since we’ve no family to celebrate birthday together with, friends replace their roles! In matric, we won’t take birthday lightly and hence, we organized it with creativity. Here I did learnt a lot of unique ways in creating suspense and surprise for the birthday boys and girls. And someone just like to play the music – Kiss The Rain when the main character was asked to deliver his birthday speech. And in this touchy-feely session, there were some of them near tears, or even drop tears ! Music may be the key culprit, but the most touching part is, those people who never forget your big days…

 

 

My high school, SMK Taman Connaught is a government school but we’ve a huge number of Chinese students. And I knew little about Malay culture until I’m here. Before stepping into this college, it never came to my realisation that Malay boys and girls are strictly prohibited from touching each other. Again, it’s a culture shock for me. Luckily I have classmates who are so friendly and  explain their cultures and beliefs to me so that I won’t offend the majority here.

Trip to Cameron Highland

Having them as my classmates was fun. Quite often, they burst into laughter whenever I came out with broken Malay, but I did show improvement okay! They shared FAMOUS AMOS  in class, and I brought them mooncakes in return. We went to trip together, worked on projects together. It’s a pretty good moment in my life, and I’m very comfortable with them.

Business Organization Analysis Presentation Competition – Dutch Lady !

Malam makan hamper selepas menang!

 

Class photo with Miss Wong !

However, seemingly endless assignments were given. No time for TV, no time for facebook and blog. This explains why I write such a lengthy post after having my blog abandoned for 5 whole months. We reap what we sow. We have a whole bunch of dedicated lecturers, especially Economy and Account lecturers here. Weekly presentation is a must. Works are given on a regular basis, but this serves with a purpose which is to sustain our college’s status as the best Economy result and the third best Account result among all Matriculation Colleges. ( If im not mistaken). Just feel so proud of it . =)

 

Figure out which are the lectures.

 

Being in Matriculation is a brand new experience for me. A new process of learning. Learn to armour ourselves with the ability to adapt to surroundings, the good qualities such as tolerance, hospitality, interpersonal skills that widen your circle of friends, and last but not least, the ability to endure coldness! It’s raining out there,  still, we’re left with no other alternative but to take bath, and the water was so freezing cold !

Epic looks captured

Occasionally I will go back to my home sweet home. Home is always the best place. When the bus arrives at Kuala Lumpur, in sight of the marvelous skyscrapers , I have the sense of security with me. For there is where I’m born. East, West, Home is Best. Dad and Mum would definitely won’t harm me, thereby, I’m safe at home. And what more? My old friends who’re willing to spend time and left their assignments aside, drove to my house and brought me out for our mamak yamchar session , and fed me with pork! True friends are tested here. Distance never make us strangers.

The 23rd of every month is a significant day and we celebrate our anniversary months. Few more days will be 23rd of November, the 6 months anniversary. Few more months to go. And very soon, all these will be indelible memories in our own sea of history. =)

 

 

PSPM , 4.0 flat!

那些年，我们一起追的女孩

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搁下琐碎事务

花了两天把电子书读完

内心感慨无端

第一时间发了个面子书简讯给时汉分享读后感

却被我有限的词汇嗑住

词穷的我

除了一味地说好看、很好看

真的无法找另一些形容词来描绘

此时此刻 难以形容的心情

这也难怪

谁叫我不是九把刀或柯景腾

                                                                                                                          

《那些年，我们一起追的女孩》

                                                                                                                                       

这本书

掀起中学时段的回忆

让人回味大家

一齐念书、搞恶作剧

还有一连串的暗恋与明恋

让每一天的校园生活

在欢笑声度过

再化为永恒、令人回味无穷的记忆。。。

 

                                                     

喜欢这本小说

除了喜欢里面那死心塌地的爱情

当然

也因故事与我们真实生活极为贴切

是典型校园故事的写照

每个人皆有自己所谓不平凡的校园记忆

但却不是每个人

都有丰富、引人入胜的语汇

唆使其他人阅读自己的真实故事

让“青春的洪水”淹没读者。。。

                                                      

故事有多处吸引我的情节

其一 ， 就是这个虽典型

但很能激起人们奋斗的情节

故事男主角柯景腾是个超爱说话

在班上爱搞恶作剧

把他置放在班上角落

他也决不向恶劣势低头

反而还跟“默不出声，却很有义气的墙壁”高分贝聊天

随后 被老师排在沈佳仪前面座位

开始了这段长达八年的爱情

                                                    

因为 开始喜欢上沈佳仪

从全校四百多名前后徘徊

突飞猛进 到了百多名

爱情的魔力

又把他再次推进红榜

也就是全校首六十

从以前要沈家仪督促他数学

到后来反而是他帮沈家仪解答数学题

就是单纯地  

喜欢

把这位曾是成绩烂得透顶的学生

为了要拉近与女神的距离

努力向上

                                                     

从差变好

所需的毅力及付出的努力很大

作者为了爱情

能够做到

                                           

恋爱 不能与 成绩差 画成等号

一个人学术成绩的优劣

取决于自己是否可以自控

勤力、纪律、时间分配、啃书技巧、

再加上先天性的智慧

才是决定性的因素

所以 各位封建的父母亲和校方

要阻止尚在念中学的孩子们谈恋爱时

请别有影响成绩这一类似的借口来打压 。。。

                                                  

读这本书前

听说结局令人失望

因为最后男女主角没像童话故事那么顺利

没能过着幸福快乐的生活

而读了整本书后

仍然觉得有点惋惜、一些无奈

但这就是整个故事经典的一环

令人情绪高低起伏 情绪反复的一环

                                                    

男生追女生的期间

为她送便当、送礼物、写情歌、唱情歌、 用功陪她啃书

还滑稽地编了一堆奸计

让自己在情敌堆里

鹤立鸡群 脱引而出

（还得意地问月亮自己是否很奸诈）

谈电话时还写了备忘录

才有更多的话题

还特别请了沈佳仪好友和姐姐充当军师

当中的追女孩方法多得可供男生参考

就这样 彼此暧昧不清了八年

这最美丽的时光

但最后以泪水告终

男生的热血

被女生否定

                                                    

男生办格斗赛被打伤

还兴致勃勃地致电给女方大畅被打得狗血淋头的过程

却换来女方的不理解

认为他幼稚

                                                                 

每个男生 都希望在自己喜欢的女生面前

留下最完美 的一面

这也解释了男女校的男生会比男校的男生

表现得更体贴 更会照顾颜面

被女生否定的那一刻

正是最痛苦的时刻

                                                                                                                          男生热情分享

以为能博取注意 喊痛取宠

却不受认同                                  

                                                                                                                                   

男生决定放弃那穷追不舍的八年

                                                                                                                                        

八年的青春 没了

                                                    

断了情侣关系的羁绊

让这对好友 后来没有顾虑地通电话

后来在夜空的陪伴下

才知道

原来女生早就非常喜欢男生

男生内心充满感激 自己虽以失败收场

但八年的努力奋斗 原来没被否定

虽然来得迟了 但女生还是一一为男生解答以前追她时冒出的问号

情节令人痛惜

就是少了月老的红线

“也许在另一个平行时空，我们是在一起的”

无奈

                                               

明明相爱 为何不能在一起？

因为男生坚守原则

因为另一个女生已进入了男生的生活

这就是柯景腾 一旦爱了

就全力以赴

                                                     

后来沈佳仪结婚了

与一个大他八年的人

柯景腾和其他以前沈佳仪的爱慕者皆出席

当晚男士们被允许亲吻沈佳仪

柯景腾却沉默了

他决定不亲吻新娘

他要让沈佳仪永远都记得

柯景腾是唯一没有在婚礼亲过她的人

就连这一点特别 他仍然非常珍惜。。。

                                             

凄美的爱情

结局是喜是悲

就以个人不同的观点出发

世上无绝对

 重要的是

男生的心态

男生有否从八年的青春有所领悟

就算最后无缘娶她为妻

但却能豪放地献上最诚恳的祝福

还细腻地 珍惜每一个在她眼中的特别

这一点 足以令人感动

这结局

虽凄美 但有够真实

在我眼中

算是个好结局

                                                    

“一场名为青春的潮水淹没了我们。

浪退时，浑身湿透的我们一起坐在沙滩上，看着我们最喜爱

的女孩子用力挥舞双手，幸福踏向人生的另一端。

下一次浪来，会带走女孩留在沙滩上的美好足迹。

但我们还在。

刻在我们心中的女孩模样，也还会在。

豪情不减，嘻笑当年。。。”

                                                    

还有一个令我难忘的一点

就是那一段与猪朋狗友们一起胡闹度光阴的日子

作者肆无忌惮地写了中学叛逆期的恶习

当中包括比中指、 一起开赌、 爆粗、打机。。。

更过分地搞恶作剧

把装载着鼻涕的纸巾塞进别人裤带

却仍然在有难时 互相帮助

这就是作者所谓的

“男人的浪漫”。。。

                                                  

这是每一个人

在中学时段都曾共有的回忆

深深烙印在每人的脑根里头。。。

如今 只能腼腆地说

往事 不堪回首

几年后  大家各奔前程

相聚的机会难得  让大家更为珍惜

作者在书上就非常强调

各个朋友如何一起在爱情场上格斗

也不忘不时报告好友们的最新状况

但最后

大家在沈佳仪结婚典礼上共聚一堂

婚礼上充斥着欢笑

祝福的欢笑

回味往事的欢笑。。。

                                                   

读这本书时 有点矛盾

作者的恋爱观 跟自己的

有点格格不入

但无论怎么样

还是赞成了这一句

“没有人可以替你定义你的爱情

勇敢相信自己的嗅觉”

                                                   

话多了

反而反效果地让人累赘

就跟着那抽象化的感觉走吧

（这句话只适合某些在心智上达到一定成熟度的人）

                                             

这星期四将去观赏这部电影

希望不会令我失望。。。

                                                 

P/S ：还好， 多个月没上华文课，竟还能写华文， 不错不错 =)

 

Goodbye, the saddest word to say

It’s 2.00AM. Eyes are closing, calling me to go to bed. Still, I have to blog my last post before leaving.

Few weeks before, I checked my matriculation result at night , and “Tahniah” appeared just before my eyes. I was chosen to go for the government matriculation programme, which only takes a year to complete my pre-U study. It’s short , comparing to Form 6, but the bad news is, I have to give up my hope for going to oversea, for matriculation isn’t globally recognised.

Was struggling between Form 6 and private colleges before that. Now all the problems reached an end. U would never know how thrilled , excited I was, but I managed to suppress it by saying a “YES” , softly, in front of mum who was beside me.

Immediately then, I called up HongSeng, helped him with the checking, Texted WoanShian, ChingLi, SinTing. Disappointed to learn that no one got the offer. My cousin and primary school friends got it. But not to Perak. It’s fated. I have to be alone.

This will be the first time staying so long outside, alone, with strangers around. Mixed feeling filled me up and I felt sad all of a sudden….

I am leaving soon. 

The next day , I bathed myself and sang one of my favourite bathroom-song, 祝你一路顺风 , as usual. And that’s the unusual part. I started to take notice on the lyrics while singing. And then, I started choking, and a twitch struck me, in my nose. Shit. I quickly washed out everything of my mind. Still there was some tears in my eyes and I managed to hold them back. I was near tears.

Don’t ever sing such song in bathroom again.

The days after that, I carried on with my temporary happy-go-lucky life. Never feel the sorrow anymore. There were so many events ahead, which I anticipated so much.

Malacca trip with Besta friends. ( I don’t want to say colleagues , sounds formal)

2 Days and 1 night trip that was enjoyable to the maximum. Crazy with all these people who are, no offence, 2 years OLDER than me .

Next, meeting up Pn Yeap, my dear coach . Ended up chatting for 4 hours, without fail. She’s even more excited than me while receiving my message telling her that I got matric.

A photo taken in Kuantan last year.

Next day, a small reunion with them at WongKok. WenHui, Selvina, Xiwen, and Sinting below.

Thanks Nicholas for joining too.

A card from them. No wonder WenHui was writing at the next table , and one by one was called there and wrote something. I was so dumb to realize that they’re actually writing their wishes on that piece of card. I swear I do not know they’re doing this and that’s really a great surprise.

I was asked to only open the envelope when arriving at Perak. Till now, I never opened it. I keep my promise.

The day after …

They told me they will arrive at my house by seven. So I vacuumed the rooms while waiting for them, and they gave unexpected surprise by coming an hour earlier! (Shit, I was half-naked that time)

Served them with my homemade pudding and dessert. I guess they tasted bad.

They insisted going to Korean Restaurant for dinner. And I followed.

Scrumptious dinner. Polite waiters that made me felt uncomfortable. I was never been treated so politely by waiter.

Wonderful pictures.

Back to my home at 11 and watched that foolish horror movie till 12. Then they left.

The guys , gave me hugs, before leaving. And suddenly, felt a quiver of sadness sent down my spine. Hugs. Physical affection. Reminding me that, I am leaving……

The last day of farewell, attended by a bunch of prefects, with Jonny did most of the organising part.

Wandered around to kill time while waiting for movie to start, with WoanShian, Chingli and GIgi, my loyal driver.

Lake Garden.

 

After watching Pirates of The Carribean (thanks Yow chun for the CocaCola) , headed to Lot 10 for hotpot buffet.

The prefects gang.

Fine RM5.00 for 100gm wastage. It’s fun while taking meat, veges , without knowing that we’ve limited space in stomach. Thanks to Joshua, for sweeping most of the leftover into his belly.

Chatting at dining table was fun. Listening to funny gossips was entertaining. I can still remember few of those sick jokes.

Had been mingled among prefects for 5 years, glad to know that the relationship built throughout years is still there, happy for the attendance of form 5 prefects, who turned up despite the mid year examination. Thanks for all who turned up, regardlss of the rumours saying that it’s the end of the world on that day. Keep in touch, hopefully…

“Once a prefect, forever a prefect”  quoted from Mr John.

Fatigued. After attending so many farewell gatherings in few days.

I woke up at 11am the next morning, confused, with my eyes half-opened.

“How many days I still have in KL? One or two? “

One more, I realize. Heart throbbing in a faster pace after getting the right answer, and just felt very uncomfortable. No more dependency on friends to forget the fact that I’m leaving.

I know, I must face it. I closed my eyes, feel the terror, the anxiety, the fear of the coming. Some emotions squeezing my heart, I breathed deeply, and heaved a heavy sigh. Repeatedly. I was trying to figure out, why am I scared?

Scared of leaving home?

Scared of meeting new friends?

Scared of staying outside?

No.

I am scared of parting. My inner part of myself was supremely reluctant to say goodbye.

Some people said, “ Why we hold a farewell for you? You are not very far from us.”

That’s absolutely true. Plus with the fact that I am only studying there for a year, 11 months, to be more precise.

Yet I know, the Earth keeps rotating around its axis. People still keep moving on with their lives. Everybody soon getting their new friends, and the friendship that was once strong would not be so after the passing of time. Everything will be different , after a year. I am a sentimental person, I have to admit. I wasn’t like this few years ago. But friends around changed me to be so, touched me with concerns, encouragements, supports that seem to be endless. Now I’m leaving.

I tell my friends to be aggressive in making new friends. That’s what I want to tell myself. I want to tell myself, move on. Look into the future. Do not always cling to the old friendships and reluctant to go. I was the one who made a wish last year, in which I hope I can find a new gang of friends who share the same ideology and together we strive, struggle, battle for excellence. God granted me my wish.

Can sense the ambivalence in myself.

Goodbye is the hardest, saddest word to say.

I told my friend, “Forever Friend” doesn’t exist. Deep in the bottom , I hope it does.

A sincere gratitude to all who had helped me under no circumstances. I appreciate that very much.

Let’s move on.

Goodbye.

Back to School,eventually, after 5 months.

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