My Important Events In 2013
Hey there. It's been awhile since I've talked about myself. I've been reading a lot of books lately and I just can't seem to put them down. I am seriously addicted to romance novels nowadays. Though I felt as if I'm running out of good novels that can really bind well with me. So far, in my Goodreads account, I have 23 romance novels which I totally adore and love. In 131 novels I've read so far, only 23 of them passed as my favourite. I can't wait to read more!
Anyway, that is not the reason for my post today. Today, I want to talk about significant events that happened to me in the year of 2013. I had lots of them of course but I narrowed them down to six crucial events.
1. English Debate on April 9, 2013
For as long as I live, this event will never be forgotten in my memory box. Reason? I had a major depression the day before the competition. I swear, I was so close to losing my mind that day. The day before the debate, I cried myself to sleep (a short one) because of the pressure.
We, my fellow debate teammates, got the motion for the debate less than a week before the real competition (on Wednesday). Other school received it earlier than us. I remembered that I didn't come to school the day after I heard the news. So, when I came to school on Friday, everything was in chaos because we had the debate on Tuesday. Saturday was suffocating. But Monday, the day before the debate, was hell on Earth. I came back from school at 6 p.m. I swear, that was the latest I got home from school. After that, I cried to bed.
My mum jumped on me when I was crying and asked whether my boyfriend dumped me. Mum, I have no boyfriend!! I want one but I don't have it!
I didn't sleep the day before the debate. Nap, yes. Sleep, no. I was so pathetic that no one could out did me. I slept for 5 minutes, then I woke up to do my cue card for the debate for 15 minutes. I slept for another 5 minutes, then woke up to do my cue card some more. It was endless and until I had to prepare to go to school.
I went to school that day with a weird feeling of peace and serenity. Weirdly. I left my house with the thoughts that I will leave my fate in God's hand to help me through that day. Redha.
Surprising, that day, I did well in the debate. We lost, of course but I did well. I will never forget that day because ALLAH shows me that in the depth of depression I was in before the debate, he pulled me through it unscathed after (mentally and physically) and since then, I know that we should never give up and do our best and accept whatever the result from our hard works with an opened heart.
2. Fight with My Bestfriend, Zakiah (I can't remember when we started to fight)
Nur Zakiah is, or was, my bestfriend. We fought when I stopped talking to her for quite awhile. She thought I was mad at her, or sulking because I'm a big sulker, but I'm not mad at her. I was just in a rough patch in life. Depression. Plus, I think she kept drifting away from me. She started to be more vulgar when she befriended a girl with a potty mouth from another class. Zakiah was in another class and we were apart and during recess, I would be always busy with unfinished homework, so I couldn't spend my times with her. By the time I realized my mistake, she already entered another group, faction, whatever the hell you wanna call it. My pride is high, I admit that, so I didn't come to apologize and day by day, I regret my decision. I should've asked for her forgiveness. I am stupid and I know that. I don't know why I haven't learnt from mistake from what happened between me and Bobby last year. So stupid!
Move on to a happier note. Yes, I met Christian Fuck-The-Paperwork Grey! I have never felt so damn happy that I got to read Fifty Shades of Grey, no matter what people out there said about him. I don't give a damn! He's the perfect specimen of man for me. Perfection. Just from the way he talked, walked, ran his hands through his hair in exasperation, his worn-out playroom jeans, his molten grey eyes, his mercurial self, the amazing s-e-x they had. Everything about this book made me sigh in content.
The history on how I met the Christian Grey? Or Fifty Shades books for that matter? It happened on a very odd Friday when Twilight the movie was on the cable. I knew and heard Twilight, prior before I read the books. So it happened suddenly and abruptly that I wanted to read Twilight, since I've watched the first movie and I did. Twilight led to New Moon which led to Eclipse and finally Breaking Dawn. So, I was like, "Hey I like Edward from the book, hate Edward from the movie." During the one-week I spent on Twilight Saga, I heard about a famous book that was created from Twilight fanfiction and was about to make into a movie. I kept hearing the name of Christian Grey on the news whenever the book was discussed. Hell, I didn't know who-the-eff Christian Grey at the moment. I heard the rumors that the book had something to do with BDSM. For your information, I know what BDSM at that time from all the adult/mature Japanese manga I'd read before, so I didn't actually like the theme. Why would people go crazy over BDSM? It was degrading and messed up. How can people like it? My biggest curiosity was how in the hell can this book became a best-seller? So after a day done reading the Twilight Saga, it took me a few hours before I decided to read this famous Fifty Shades of Grey book. Little did I know people.
First chapter into Fifty Shades of Grey, Anastasia Steele managed to pull me in. It wasn't Christian Grey that enraptured me first, but it was Anastasia Steele. Call me stupid, but I had a feeling when I finished the first chapter that the book would change my life forever. And it did. And I'm happy it did. Because it brought Christian Grey to me.
Christian Grey on the early chapters of Fifty Shades of Grey didn't strike me as a magnificent persona that he is to me right now. Only after they did the 'deflowering' ceremony that I started to like him.
Then, I read the second book, and my love for Christian Grey sky-rocketed off the roof.
Hence, since then, my love for Christian Trevelyan-Grey started to bud. And I'll never forget him.
4. My Infatuation for English Novels began June 23, 2013
After I moved away, I didn't read books as often as I do now. Reason? My new neighbourhood didn't have a library. It would take me 10 minutes in car to reach the nearest library, so I stopped reading novels and focus on my study. The result: for both of my trial and real results for UPSR and PMR, I got straight A's.
After I've finished my PMR, I found another world of books, this time in graphic. Japanese manga. I found Japanese manga when I first got my laptop in the mid-year of 2011. In 2012, I was an avid manga maniac. I would read them every single day.
A year later, mid-year of 2013, I found my novel world back. This time English romance novels. I found it when I first read Twilight Saga, then Fifty Shades Trilogy and so on.
Before Twilight, I'd only read three English novels. The House of Hostile Women. A story about Maureen Dunn and Jason Fuller. Jason hired Maureen to be his fake fiancee due to his single status that led to overflowing popularity from business partners that wanted him to marry their daughters. These offers caused him to lose important business arrangements, so he hired Maureen to be his fake fiancee and lived with him in his mansion. This book, I took it unknowingly from my primary school's library. I still don't know how that book managed to be in a primary school's library since it was not for children from the age 7 to 12 years-old. It took me a year before I could read the book by myself because the English was tough for a 12 year old kid. Very tough. But I was determined to read it and made it my first English novel.
5. I Lost My Cat, Ujang
Yup. I don't want to talk a lot about this. It still hurts like hell. My father betrayed me when he threw him away, just a few days after the Eid. It fucking hurts and my wound is still healing.
9. Took my Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (SPM) or Malaysian Education Certificate
Yes. I am passed that stage in my life. Next, I'm thinking to further my study in Kolej Matrikulasi.
We'll see. I'm just hoping that my result for SPM will be good.
Anyway, that is not the reason for my post today. Today, I want to talk about significant events that happened to me in the year of 2013. I had lots of them of course but I narrowed them down to six crucial events.
1. English Debate on April 9, 2013
For as long as I live, this event will never be forgotten in my memory box. Reason? I had a major depression the day before the competition. I swear, I was so close to losing my mind that day. The day before the debate, I cried myself to sleep (a short one) because of the pressure.
We, my fellow debate teammates, got the motion for the debate less than a week before the real competition (on Wednesday). Other school received it earlier than us. I remembered that I didn't come to school the day after I heard the news. So, when I came to school on Friday, everything was in chaos because we had the debate on Tuesday. Saturday was suffocating. But Monday, the day before the debate, was hell on Earth. I came back from school at 6 p.m. I swear, that was the latest I got home from school. After that, I cried to bed.
My mum jumped on me when I was crying and asked whether my boyfriend dumped me. Mum, I have no boyfriend!! I want one but I don't have it!
I didn't sleep the day before the debate. Nap, yes. Sleep, no. I was so pathetic that no one could out did me. I slept for 5 minutes, then I woke up to do my cue card for the debate for 15 minutes. I slept for another 5 minutes, then woke up to do my cue card some more. It was endless and until I had to prepare to go to school.
I went to school that day with a weird feeling of peace and serenity. Weirdly. I left my house with the thoughts that I will leave my fate in God's hand to help me through that day. Redha.
Surprising, that day, I did well in the debate. We lost, of course but I did well. I will never forget that day because ALLAH shows me that in the depth of depression I was in before the debate, he pulled me through it unscathed after (mentally and physically) and since then, I know that we should never give up and do our best and accept whatever the result from our hard works with an opened heart.
2. Fight with My Bestfriend, Zakiah (I can't remember when we started to fight)
Nur Zakiah is, or was, my bestfriend. We fought when I stopped talking to her for quite awhile. She thought I was mad at her, or sulking because I'm a big sulker, but I'm not mad at her. I was just in a rough patch in life. Depression. Plus, I think she kept drifting away from me. She started to be more vulgar when she befriended a girl with a potty mouth from another class. Zakiah was in another class and we were apart and during recess, I would be always busy with unfinished homework, so I couldn't spend my times with her. By the time I realized my mistake, she already entered another group, faction, whatever the hell you wanna call it. My pride is high, I admit that, so I didn't come to apologize and day by day, I regret my decision. I should've asked for her forgiveness. I am stupid and I know that. I don't know why I haven't learnt from mistake from what happened between me and Bobby last year. So stupid!
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| Zakiah and I |
3. I met CHRISTIAN GREY (first time reading Fifty Shades Trilogy on June 30, 2013 until July 7, 2013)
Move on to a happier note. Yes, I met Christian Fuck-The-Paperwork Grey! I have never felt so damn happy that I got to read Fifty Shades of Grey, no matter what people out there said about him. I don't give a damn! He's the perfect specimen of man for me. Perfection. Just from the way he talked, walked, ran his hands through his hair in exasperation, his worn-out playroom jeans, his molten grey eyes, his mercurial self, the amazing s-e-x they had. Everything about this book made me sigh in content.
The history on how I met the Christian Grey? Or Fifty Shades books for that matter? It happened on a very odd Friday when Twilight the movie was on the cable. I knew and heard Twilight, prior before I read the books. So it happened suddenly and abruptly that I wanted to read Twilight, since I've watched the first movie and I did. Twilight led to New Moon which led to Eclipse and finally Breaking Dawn. So, I was like, "Hey I like Edward from the book, hate Edward from the movie." During the one-week I spent on Twilight Saga, I heard about a famous book that was created from Twilight fanfiction and was about to make into a movie. I kept hearing the name of Christian Grey on the news whenever the book was discussed. Hell, I didn't know who-the-eff Christian Grey at the moment. I heard the rumors that the book had something to do with BDSM. For your information, I know what BDSM at that time from all the adult/mature Japanese manga I'd read before, so I didn't actually like the theme. Why would people go crazy over BDSM? It was degrading and messed up. How can people like it? My biggest curiosity was how in the hell can this book became a best-seller? So after a day done reading the Twilight Saga, it took me a few hours before I decided to read this famous Fifty Shades of Grey book. Little did I know people.
First chapter into Fifty Shades of Grey, Anastasia Steele managed to pull me in. It wasn't Christian Grey that enraptured me first, but it was Anastasia Steele. Call me stupid, but I had a feeling when I finished the first chapter that the book would change my life forever. And it did. And I'm happy it did. Because it brought Christian Grey to me.
Christian Grey on the early chapters of Fifty Shades of Grey didn't strike me as a magnificent persona that he is to me right now. Only after they did the 'deflowering' ceremony that I started to like him.
Then, I read the second book, and my love for Christian Grey sky-rocketed off the roof.
Hence, since then, my love for Christian Trevelyan-Grey started to bud. And I'll never forget him.
4. My Infatuation for English Novels began June 23, 2013
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| Me, 11 years ago. I was 6 years old when this photo was taken. Cute, right? |
I've always loved books. Since I was 10 years old. When I was 10, I would go to the public library everyday to borrow books (children books at first) and then Malay romance novels. My favourite children's books were from Enid Blyton about George, Timmy the dog, Julian, Dick and Anne. I even had an imaginary friend named George back then. And Malay romance novels. Gosh, I love romance so much even though I was a kid. Plus, I hit puberty in the same year. So, hormone raging. Wanting to find your Prince Charming and have a lot of kids with him. Yup, I had that thought when I was 10. Don't be surprised.
After I moved away, I didn't read books as often as I do now. Reason? My new neighbourhood didn't have a library. It would take me 10 minutes in car to reach the nearest library, so I stopped reading novels and focus on my study. The result: for both of my trial and real results for UPSR and PMR, I got straight A's.
After I've finished my PMR, I found another world of books, this time in graphic. Japanese manga. I found Japanese manga when I first got my laptop in the mid-year of 2011. In 2012, I was an avid manga maniac. I would read them every single day.
A year later, mid-year of 2013, I found my novel world back. This time English romance novels. I found it when I first read Twilight Saga, then Fifty Shades Trilogy and so on.
Before Twilight, I'd only read three English novels. The House of Hostile Women. A story about Maureen Dunn and Jason Fuller. Jason hired Maureen to be his fake fiancee due to his single status that led to overflowing popularity from business partners that wanted him to marry their daughters. These offers caused him to lose important business arrangements, so he hired Maureen to be his fake fiancee and lived with him in his mansion. This book, I took it unknowingly from my primary school's library. I still don't know how that book managed to be in a primary school's library since it was not for children from the age 7 to 12 years-old. It took me a year before I could read the book by myself because the English was tough for a 12 year old kid. Very tough. But I was determined to read it and made it my first English novel.
My second English novel is Anna and The French Kiss, courtesy of Bobby. I read it in 2012. The story was an amazing book and it was an easy read than The House of Hostile Women. I love Anna and her witty side. And I absolutely love Etienne St. Clair and his adorable side that made me want to squish him with all my might.
Anna, then, brought me to my third English novel, Lola and The Boy Next Door. Unlike Anna, Lola was a bit of disappointment. Wait a minute, what am I writing? I am not making a review. Dammit. I went overboard with my list.
5. I Lost My Cat, Ujang
Yup. I don't want to talk a lot about this. It still hurts like hell. My father betrayed me when he threw him away, just a few days after the Eid. It fucking hurts and my wound is still healing.
9. Took my Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia (SPM) or Malaysian Education Certificate
Yes. I am passed that stage in my life. Next, I'm thinking to further my study in Kolej Matrikulasi.
We'll see. I'm just hoping that my result for SPM will be good.
All in all, many things happened this year. Something funny, happy, sad, exciting, nervous. Alhamdulillah, everything went well this year. I'm still living though I seriously doubted I would at first. I am done with school life and insyALLAH, next year I would be a college student. I am scared for next year and excited for the same time. I am about to undergo a new life and I can't wait for it to be over.
That is all for today. I babbled too much in this post although I wanted to keep it short at first. Will see ya later for The New Year Eve's Post. Bye guys.
Can't Wait For This Year To Be Over,
Liely
P.S. I've checked online and my result would come out in the middle of March. I.Am. Scared shitless.
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