Teenage Life

Salam Alaykum, This is actually an update I've been procrastinating to do for the past two months. I've already had this as a draft but unfortunately I still have problems with my Windows 8.1 laptop, it sucks. Anyway, let's continue! INTRO Alhamdulillah, I, along with the 'chosen' form 3 students of year 2015 have successfully fought courageously in the battle of PT3 that has been taking place since the eventful year, 2014. It is a battle for justice and blehhh who am I kidding? We have to face PT3 for public school students in Malaysia in the middle of the year for our Geography and History assignment followed by a Bahasa Melayu and English oral test. In the middle of October, which was 12-15 Oct, we had our writing test, which, may I point out, overwhelmed us all. Beginning Who would want to miss a chance to ace this test , PT3, which was claimed torturing by the first batch of students who faced it? I certainly did. So, what I ...

I could never perform in front of crowds as I was shy. Hence, I usually sang in the bathroom and danced in my bedroom while no one was around. Besides, it was always the perfect getaway for me from my heaps of homework. My family always whines about how terrible I sing and how lousy my dance moves are, but I was convinced that they were just jealous of my talent. But one day, it turned out that my belief was just a myth. ***** It was Friday and everyone was getting pumped up about Teacher's Day celebration. My class usually got the part to handout the gifts so I never bothered to join in. However, this year, the dance-off sheet in my class caught my eye and I immediately signed up. Although I was best at singing, I was also great at dancing. In the evening, they started the dance practice. It felt awkward because the room was packed with girls and there were literally only five boys. The practice had already started when I arrived so I decided to take a breath and watched th...