Bitchalization

I am missing my secondary school life soooo much that i decided to blog about it. :) Those innocent growing up days are the best days in my life. The part of our life where we learn about so many things that we can never learn from the thick text books. Where we made lots of friends and slowly learned the meaning of true friends. The moments where we tell our parents,

"Its my choice. Don't blame my friends. They have got nothing to do with this"

When the fact that they've got everything got to do with who we are becoming. Isn't that why i always tell my students to choose their friends wisely?? I would always remind them that they can mix with anyone they like but they must have a strong will to walk away when they know that that's not the right thing to do. They must have the strong will to fight peer pressure.


Sometimes, when i look back, i smile at those silly moments in school and sometimes my eyes get watery too. Anyway...in this entry i would like to talk about ma gurls. They are the most amazing bunch of friends i was lucky to have during my secondary school days.  No peer pressure. Just pure innocents moments of mischief. :)

The school that i went to had not much Malay students. I can practically count them with my fingers. Hence, i was in the same malay class with the same people for two years.Thanks to our most favorite malay teacher Mr Chea, we all share a special bond with each other. Yes, Mr Chea is a Chinese who teaches malay language. He is from Malaysia, so no surprise that his malay is far better than us. He was the best malay teacher I've ever had. Although we have lots of  karangan (compositions) to write but his lesson was never one that i would call boring. I totally enjoy his lesson. Especially the part where he imposed fines for each English word that we spoke in his Malay class. Cant remember how much was collected by the end of the mid-term or the year, but i did remember us having a feast with that contributions. :)


So ya back to ma gurls. There were a total of about ten of us in that malay class. It was a combination of two different classes. We have three Liyanas...so we decided to give them each their own nick name. :) Nana, Leia, Lynn, Azi, Faz, Ct, Ella, Lyd, Maisha, Athin. There you go..the ten of us. We seat through recess together. Waited for each other to finish their extra classes before going home together and the bond grew stronger over the  four years we spend in the school. Along the way we have additional members to the clique. We seen the worst of each other. The horrible relationships drama. The never ending home problems. The tears we shed when we didn't all get to step up to secondary three together. The April Fool's joke that we never fail to pull on each other every year. The sharing of what we cook during F&N lessons. It is all those precious memory that makes me miss ma gurls and the school life sooooo much. 


Plus i was an active member of my CCA. One of the reason i love school is because of my NPCC. Camps after camps. Outings after outings. Trainings after trainings. Competitions, Speech Day Parade and what have you. I want to be in it all. The leadership training and life skills training that i get from my CCA days are something that I'm thankful for. It got me this far. :) My aunt once told me not to be too involved in my CCA as it can affect my studies. But being ME.. i couldn't be bothered. I love doing what i love. The A1 i get for my CCA records did somehow help me in my O' levels ok. So ya...No regrets at all. :)

Infact most of us are damn active in our CCA. I can still remember how my mother would say... 'bawak sekali tilam and batal tu. Tido je at sch. Tak payah balik kan senang.' hahahaha..cute la my mother. She's not happy the i spend most of my days at school. As long as the school gate is still open we would still be around. hahahaha...

Somehow over the years we came up with the name Bitchalization.
We are not those image of bitches that you have in your mind. Those evil, mean girls you just hate in those high school movies where all the juniors fear. No we are not that kind of bitches.You must be wondering why call ourselves Bitchalization than right? Well, apart from we are Babes who are In Total Control of Herself... we have came up with a meaningful meanings for each letter. What is it?? Will share again some other times. ;) 

Besides missing the gurls, i miss the boys too. Their friendship was also valuable to me. They were there when we needed them too. Cooperative in most ways. Helpful no doubt. Now i feel like I'm writing a conduct report for my students. hahahahahha...

Ok..better stop ranting. Sorry if this entry is such a bore. Just sharing whats been on my mind for this past few days. Over and out for now.

 Lots Of Love
       ella