peanut butter the dog had gotten lost in the land of the cats. They didn't speak the same language...bark as she might but the cats couldn't understand a single woof she barked. So some cats just tried to meow in a different way-a few of them were cold and unwelcoming and a rare few were warm.The thing is roxy didn't understand them and didn't know what they thought of her. She tried to learn how to meow like a cat and eventually learnt a few words, but she wasn't interesting or humourous like the cats so she was cast aside. Hence she thought maybe if she just treat them nicer and helped them in their daily catly life some cats might just like her and she could be a part of the cat family. They did but she wasn't happy...cause she realized it wasn't about being cats or dogs. It was just her who didn't know how to belong...

Thank you card.

This past 2 years have been...crazy- to sum it up in one word. Been through many experiences i never thought i would be involved in. Well being a med student in the first place was something i hadn't plan for, i'm thankful to say it's something i'm learning to grow passionate for. Being swimming captain for starters, then cheer captain...then prom queen nominee?? it still feels surreal, and if you know me in person--i'm just not that type of person. I guess i was blessed to be at the right time at the right place with the encouragement of the right friends, and with a tad of the spirit of adventure i ended up in these experiences. Through these experiences i've pushed myself and  worked hard and i don't regret any of them. But sometimes i feel i just went through them too quickly to enjoy it, it's like an egg hatching before it's mature coming out of it's shell malformed .

I'm generally seriously blur, easily stressed, serious and introvert by nature, not a very good combination huh. I AM REALLY HAPPY I HAVE A BUNCH OF AWESOME FRIENDS TO GO THROUGH THIS SHIT WITH ME, without them i think i would have just crashed, burnt and just go plain depressed. You guys were the only other constant factor throughout beside the fact there's a never ending pile of notes to finish. Thank you for everytime you ran across the road,in the rain just to photostat the next day's notes for us. Thank you for everytime you guys came to rescue my little kancil.Thank you for being my second set of eyes when i was driving.( Yes i admitt i'm probably the world's worst driver). Thank you for willing to send me home when i didn't have transport and for not complaining in front of me. Thank you for being willing to teach me everytime i ask you. Thank you for lending me your notes to copy the notes of the notes. Thank you for practicing the same song with me over and over and over again for god knows how many times eventhough you prob have way more important things to do. Thank you for lending the ipad to me.Thank you for just being there with me and acompanying me. Thank you for putting up with my blurness and carelessness .Well each of you have affected me in a special way:) and i treasure the moments where we laughed and did stupid things together. I'm not good at expressing my gratitude in person, so here, this post is for you guys:)

Parting is inevitable, and the following one year is going to be really different, somewhat uncharted. I know i'm not the easiest person to talk to but i sure do hope that we'll keep in touch and everytime we see each other, we wouldn't need time to familliarize ourselves again, that it'll just be like ol' times.

k the song is a lil out of topic cause i was thinking of writing something else but ended up being sentimental,plus i like the song:)

i feel like going back to the good ol' days-so i have been told by someone who's been through it, where tudungs weren't considered compulsory, where malays, chinese and indians could have catered meals together even if pork was an ingredient.It was simple, just have a line with pork dishes and another line that's pork free. Well that's what they did.

And they all ate happily ever after.