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This post means nothing. These are just pictures I finally imported from my new Samsung NX mini camera and uploaded. To those of you on the fence about buying this camera, here are pictures I've taken and you can judge them for yourself.

carry you

I spent 3 days at singapore for a short visit cause my 'dear' sister seems to still be unable to accept the reality of her new surrounding even after 8 months of studying abroad. She has literally been infecting my mind with her endless list of 'reasons why you WILL regret studying abroad like me' for the longest time, and she tends to over exaggerate her discomfort it's kind of working. I used to brush her off but now I'm honestly terrified for my time to leave home so thanks a lot sis.

 Seriously though, I don't get or understand her 'pain'. I mean yeah, I bet the whole school and academic pressure must be overwhelming but Singapore is great man. You can go out with hot pink hair half shaved, paint on a unibrow and people will barely glance at you but here, if you so much show a bit of skin, people be losing their manners and straight up whisper and stare as if you have 3 heads. Not to mention how different shopping is there especially with the granted access of the MRT. You can spend a peaceful time revising for a chemistry exam at Starbucks without anyone interrupting your concentration but here, its hard to get out without meeting around 15 people you know ( what are you talking about Sel, you have no friends). But what can I say, when you share a room with an obnoxious little sister who sings at the top of her lungs, clutter the room with her junk and dirty clothes and stay up till 1 am with all the lights on for 17 whole years you're bound to miss her presence *winky face*

Guess what's inside this big ass pink paper bag?

ITS SO PRETTY 

I was practically squealing with joy when these thing caught my eye cause I've been hunting them down for ages. By my ecstatic reaction, anyone would think I'm a really good skater who is just excited to finally get her board when in fact, I'm just one of those people who find pastel penny boards pretty and can barely skate a metre long without stumbling at the floor. Oh well.

I look tired and dried up because I spent the whole last night bawling my eyes out and getting 0 sleep.

dead to me

Trying to keep up the habit of blogging frequently turned out to be a lot harder than I expect. I wish I had a cooler excuse like "oh, I have too much fun things happening in my life I forgot to blog" rather than the loser fact that school is trying to eat away my soul.  I had actually promised myself to get rid of my bad habits and start fresh on my attitude towards school seeing how 10th grade is a crucial year and how impressive my grades were last year (I'm being sarcastic). Nothing extreme yet though, just those simple 'I WILL do my homework, and ' I will concentrate in chemistry class' goals to start me off. Well, that lasted about 3 days, because here I am, still frantically copying down the Math homework due today in discreet while the teacher is in front discussing about air pollution. Either that or trying to act all casual and interested while secretly scrolling through Instagram in my iPod. Honestly, I blame it all to my short attention span; I can't stay focused and stare at the board longer than 10 minutes because thats when whatever the teacher is saying starts to sort of tune out and when I'm on a silent battle on forcing to keep my eyelids open. I can never do my homework without a song on full blast or a TV show episode streaming in my laptop. Also, living life as a student is a heck load of struggle if you think about it. After 7 hours of absolute hell and dealing with my school's ridiculous rules, I'm straight off to tuition for another extra 2 hours of 'education' because I'm dumb. I reach home at around 7-8 pm, and after showering and having dinner, it's already 10 pm. It should have been my well deserved time to surf the internet as I please but oh wait, I can't,  because I have 2 english essays and 3 pages of math problems due tomorrow. Which means I have to use my brain think and I bloody hate thinking at night.

I could go on because if I'm passionate about anything, it would be my hatred towards the whole idea of 'school' but I don't want to seem like an ungrateful brat. For now, here are pictures of me wearing my head dress in different angles but with the same pissed off, irritated expression.

 pictures by my sister

xx

Sel

hello

Jesus this feels unnatural.

 I can't remember the last time the thought of me logging on into my blogger account to update a well deserved post to a bunch of strangers online has ever crossed my mind. To be quite honest, I don't even remember why I thought it was a good idea to set this blog aside seeing how it used to be a big part of my life. I mean I started blogging from 2009, flooding this blog with daily posts of my childish ignorant opinions and vivid detailed accounts of my day that nobody even cares about. This blog was a BIG deal to me, it was the stepping stone of my internet addiction yes, but still I committed heck loads of my effort to it. It was more like a personal journal of a dumb 11 year old who clearly doesn't know that some things should be kept offline  rather than a blog that's worth your time to visit. But despite that, I'm not gonna lie, this blog DID have active readers, more than you'd think a blog stuck with the address 'http://www.selinathebest.blogspot.com' would attract. It's still a wonder how people managed to take me seriously when I had that ridiculous, conceited web address for 3 whole years. That itself speaks a lot on how demented I was as a 5th grader.

But now I'm back (hopefully I don't get bored and quit again) just simply because I miss the thrill of blogging. I miss how I'd dash home from school, make myself comfortable in a chair and spend the next 10 minutes furiously typing just whatever I had on my mind at that moment. Its crazy how easy words seemed to flow out of my hands and I could write just about anything and I mean ANYTHING.

 3 years ago, I would have no problem writing a wordy blog post about something as random as 'kitchen utensils' and now, I could come home from a luxurious trip to Paris and still struggle to come up with words to describe the experience.  Like now, I'm constantly stopping at mid-sentence and doing a weird finger dance at the keyboard while racking my brains on what to write. 

My point is, I just feel like this was the perfect timing for a fresh start. I have 2 weeks left of 'summer' break before I start school as a 10th grader and I've always loved the idea of having your own little customised website that you have complete control over. In my case, I've decided to make this a life journal blog, not that my life is exactly a roller coaster and worth sharing but I figured I could just toss in a few pictures to fill the gap as I already have a lot lying around my laptop. The part where I actually write stuff, thats the hard part. I've barely picked up a book the whole summer so I figured this blog could act as a training practise for my writing at the same time. At this point, I don't really care if I only have 3 people scrolling through my blog cause thats partly my fault for abandoning it for a loooooong time.  But anyway, I guess I've said nearly everything I need to say. Obviously I still need to sort out the whole layout and get rid of the ridiculous tacky header I have right now but for now, here's a picture of my cutie patootie pupsie fur ball:

Yes I have a puppy now, a mini pomeranian called Lemon.

postcard

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