Another Chapter Closed.

So basically, this post is going to be about graduation/graduating/being a graduate/finally being a diploma holder.
A bunch of Thank you-s, pictures, probably some tears along the way while I craft this post.

I shall begin with the Thank you-s.

Firstly, my parents. (I edited this in Facebook and used it here as well heh)

So basically, these two people are my whole life. Sometimes I wish I could do better for them. I’ve disappointed them countless of times. I’m no genius, neither am I a prodigy. Sometimes I wish I was. But I’m not. Even so, they support me with whatever choice I make and yeah, they do make noise when I don’t do well in school or when I failed a test or when I don’t get a good GPA, they never fail to believe in me. Support me in my love for dance. Listen to my rants. Somehow they always see me as a person who can do better, even when I myself think that I can’t.

I love you Mummy, I love you Daddy. Thanks for believing in me even when I don’t even have the courage or the will to believe in myself. Thanks for not giving up on me and for your unconditional love and support. Technically, I live my life all for you even though you say I have to live life for myself and for my future. But I live my life for you, cos it’s the only way I can pay you back for the 20 years of love and support you’ve given me.

Now I would like to thank some classmates :)

Nabilah!
NABSTERS!!!!!

Holyshitwtfbbq we’re like officially graduates now!!! Can’t believe it’s been three years already. Dammit we’re so old. Anyway, (ok ni part sentimental ah so go with it k. Hahahahaha) thanks for being a great buddy throughout my three years in poly. All the lunches, the projects, the studying sessions, the nonsense sessions~ Hahaha. Life in poly would certainly be different if I didn’t meet you cos all the best laughters and jokes that I laugh at really really hard are the ones that we randomly thought of together. LOL.

I wish you all the best in your future endeavors and hope that you do end up becoming a teacher to help all the troubled youths in SG. Keep in touch and luck for your competition this Sunday!

Keith

It’s been three years since we first met. Okay, maybe a little longer cos we first met during DPA interview. Haha. Look where we are now. I kinda can’t believe it cos it felt like just yesterday we were starting out in our DPA class, Ele.

The past three years have been very interesting for me (HAHAH) and you have been one of my closest classmates since DPA times. Basically, I really want to thank you for helping me out when I had to retake RMB after I failed miserably the first time round. If it wasn’t for your help, I don’t think I’d pass the second time round (stupid emil give me C. chet) Nevertheless, thanks to you, I really understood what I was doing in class and for my assignments and for the test. Also, it made me want to do the results section of my group’s major project even though I know that that’s not my strongest area, but I did it and I understood what I was doing! So thanks a lot for helping me. And also, thanks for all the times you proofread my essays and gave comments on how to improve them.

I wish you all the best in your future endeavors and jia you for NS!!

Next, I guess I’m gonna reflect on my life in TP.

As some of you may know, I did get a big fat F for RMB back in Year 2. That led me to retaking the subjects the next year. It affected my grades and my cGPA and I won’t lie, I contemplated on giving up in Psychology. I felt like I didn’t belong in Psychology. The pressure got to me. But I continued on, trying my best to get good grades. And well, my grades were average, but it was enough for me. I retook the subject, and even though I didn’t get an A in it, I did pass it and I understood the subject even more.

When Sem 3.1 came, my cGPA shot up to 2.93 from a pathetic 2.75 the last Sem. When Major Project season came, I decided to challenge myself by doing the results section of our project. Yeah, I know, very risky business; doing something I’m not good at especially for my final project. I did it, and I looked through all the data countless of times, making sure I knew what I was doing and keying it properly into SPSS.. Making sure I used the right statistical tests… I thought I was not going to graduate with a cGPA of at least 3.00. But I was blessed with great team mates and supervisor for Major Project. And now, I’m proud to say that I graduated from Temasek Polytechnic Psychology Studies with a cGPA of 3.01.

Some of you must be wondering why I’m so proud of my pathetic 3.01 cGPA. It’s cause, I think that I’ve felt what it feels like to get an F in an exam, in a subject. The fact that I challenged myself to do the results section of a research paper really makes me feel that I worked super hard to push my cGPA from 2.93 to 3.01. Dealing with SPSS is not easy. Dealing with data is not easy either. Applying the subject I took twice was the only way I thought I could redeem myself. And I did.

When I went to take my Diploma on stage, Mr Ben Lim congratulated me and asked me “Are you gonna be dancing later?”

It feels nice to know that the Director of HSS recognises my other talents and interest, which is dance. That, to me made me feel very appreciated. Even though I’m just an average student, but I was recognised by the fact that I entertain. I felt that I must have done something to make Mr Ben Lim remember me. And that’s where dance comes in- cos dance has the power to express things, emotions and feelings that words cannot. I guess somehow, in the many performances I’ve done for HSS or TP itself, I’ve managed to touch him with my love for dance, until he remembers me for that.

Lastly, I managed to take a picture with Mr Ang. He was the one who interviewed me for DPA and I guess, had a part to play in offering me a place in TP Psychology. He knew that I struggled in Year 2 and didn’t do well. I was quite embarrassed at first, cos I felt that I kinda let him down. And then, on the final presentation, he was there, watching my group mates and I. At the end of our presentation, he came up to me and told me that he never expected me to take charge of the results section after failing RMB the first time round.

Today, as he congratulated me, he said “Congratulations, Tiara! You’ve come a long way.. From struggling with RMB, to becoming an expert in it (I’m not an expert la ok ahaha) and presenting and doing the results section for your major project!”

That just made me feel that I actually accomplished something here in TP.

Truth be told, I started my graduation day feeling very down and low. I felt that I wasn’t good enough for my parents and I wished I could do better for them.. Or be the ideal daughter who is hardworking and gets good grades. Of course, Khairun was there to hear me out.

“Every parent wants their child to be a billionaire. Today is not about that. Today is about you graduating. I’m proud that you are graduating today.”

“It’s self achievement. You want to be happy, or you want people to be happy? I don’t think you need people to be happy on what you’ve achieved. If that’s the case, it’s no self achievement. You’re doing it because you want people to be happy. I’m proud that you managed to get 3.01. And I feel happy for you. You cannot think about other people’s happiness darling.”

“I don’t know why you think the expectation of you doing better ends today. You have a life to live. You applied for Uni already, you’re not working yet… And if you keep comparing yourself to other people, you’ll never be happy. No matter what. What or who’s to say that you’ll never achieve things in the future? I think this kind of talk is only applicable if you know you die tomorrow, or there’s no more hope for you in the future or this is only what you can do. And it’s true that you have other talents. It’s not making you sound better. It’s just facts. The only thing I can relate to you is that when I was young, my mum always compared me to my other cousins… This and that.. And now my mum is proud of me cos I’m the most stable one. Sure I didn’t do that well in studies, but I make up for other important things. Maybe it would be the same for you? You never know what’s going to happen. But if you take to heart what other people say, you’re just reacting to what they say. And that’s all.Your life would just be a string of reactions. Nothing more. Secret recipe… Be contented, and care less about other people cos they don’t know better.”

What he said made sense, but I wasn’t convinced…. Until the end of my day.

So yes, I guess although he was only around for the last few months of my life in TP, I have to thank Khairun for always being there to slap me (not literally) when I’m being unreasonable with myself, or when I don’t give myself enough credit. For opening up my eyes to see that there are endless possibilities out there and to always remind me that I’m more than what I give myself credit for.

Syukur Alhamdulillah, Praises to God. I am now a graduate of Temasek Polytechnic. I now have a Diploma in Psychology Studies. If I didn’t mention you in my post, don’t worry. Because I think that everyone who got to know me had a part to play in my life and journey in TP. And I thank you for that.

 And that, my friends, marks the closure of another chapter in my life- My TP Experience.

Growing Up

I am a make up whore.

Well, I’m not that crazy till I have like drawers and drawers or cupboards and cupboards filled with make up and beauty products. But I think if I don’t control myself, I might just have to convert certain spaces in my dresser or cupboard for my make up. This is unhealthy. But ironically, it makes me happy. Oh, the wonders of life.

Anyway, I felt like blogging about this because if you people don’t know, I wasn’t like this when I was younger. So this blogpost is to put into perspective of how I went from a person:-

a) With acne infested face
b) Who didn’t care about how her face looked like
c) Who didn’t care about beauty products (i. e. toner, moisturizer, cleanser, face wash, acne cream, powder.. blabla)

To a person:-

a) Who kind of takes care of her skin better now
b) Who never leaves home without toner, moisturizer and sunblock (Sunblock very important ok!)
c) Who loves make up
c) Who loves putting make up for people

Just for the record, I do not wear make up every day. I can leave the house with just (b). I’m not the type who cannot be seen without make up outside of the house. I’m still quite au naturel la ok.

Let’s begin! (Okay, I just wanted to do this blogpost cos I think it’s interesting how I went from I don’t like make up and blabla to I love make up. l0l)

When I hit puberty, it wasn’t very nice to me. I had really bad acne. My face was red. It took a toll on my confidence.. kind of. But after a while I got over it and really didn’t care about the existence of acne on my face. I am actually quite thankful for my acne because I think it made my skin thicker- well, not literally. But I took criticism very lightly. And it taught me that there are people who use other people’s flaws to bring them down and that these people are just fucked up and they’ll get their time one day.

This continued on until secondary school. Still, I didn’t really care about my face. Besides, it was secondary school. I wasn’t the kind of girls who wore foundation and eyeliner to school. And at this time, I have not started wearing toner, moisturizer, sunblock etc etc. All I remember putting on my face was pimple cream and I was on medication prescribed from the polyclinic cause my mum really couldn’t stand my acne and made me go for a check up at the doctor where he gave me antibiotics. Surprisingly, the antibiotics helped. But once I ate it all up, the acne came back again. I would always blame my mum cos she kept acknowledging the acne on my face. I mean, the more you acknowledge something, the more they are confident in their existence and would stay there longer right? Well, I don’t know but that was my own explanation.

Towards the end of secondary school, mum made me go for facials. I didn’t know if they helped or not… But all I know was that it was not all relaxation… and calming music and nice ambience shit. Yeah, sure 50% was all that I just mentioned. But the other 50% was pure pain!!!! The beautician poked and squeezed not only my pimples… BUT THE SOON TO BE PIMPLES. I teared sometimes. I left the facial looking like I just got attacked by a swarm of bees.

I got slammed down by a bunch of haters at the end of secondary school. And what better way for them to slam me than using the fact that I have acne. By then I was 16- which means I’ve been having acne for the past 4-5 years already and the whole “Tiara is so ugly and has so many pimples on her face” was getting was already very passe and I literally was bored of it. Like come on, COME UP WITH SOMETHING NEW, YOU WUSS. But that was 4 years ago (wtf, I feel damn old now) and all of us have grown (I hope).

By the time I got to poly, I was more in touch with beauty products like the essentials of taking care of your face daily. I started using eyeliners but I preferred it to be light and thin. I remember not knowing how to wear make up AT ALL for my first performance with TPDE. Everyone else was getting ready and there I was, just stoning and watching other people do their make up- confused because I’m like what the hell are they doing…. Then, Sheral, my saviour that day offered to do my make up :’)

So for like 1.5 years in poly, I was just sticking to what I know.. Which was eyeliner.

And then, one day, I decided that I want to wear make up often. But of course my idea of make up wasn’t like heavy or anything. I was just going to school. So my daily make up routine to school would be foundation, eyeliner, mascara, blusher and lip balm. I guess that was the turning point. All this while I had this mentality that people who wear make up have things to cover up that they don’t want other people to see. Although this is true, it is not entirely true. I choose to believe that not everyone wears make up to cover their flaws. Some people wear make up to accentuate and bring out what already makes them beautiful.

By this time, my skin was still not free from acne, but it has improved since secondary school. I still do have scars and I still do get pimples. But definitely better than what it was before, Alhamdulillah.

Now, I religiously put on essentials products that protect my face. If I’m going out and I’m lazy, I don’t wear any make up on- not even foundation. If I’m going out to the beach, to the theme park, to the park, I don’t wear make up too. If I’m going out and I still wanna wear make up but there’s no reason to look so va va voom, I wear eyeliner and a bit of foundation and blusher. If I’m going out and I just feel like taking it up a notch with eyeshadow, I’ll do a neutral eye look with foundation, blusher, eyeliner and mascara. So you get where I’m going with this? I only wear make up a) when I feel like it b) when the situation calls for it c) when it’s appropriate to do so.

Now I feel old. hahahahahhahh. But it’s okay.

So that’s that! I gotta go get ready now! Bye!

Final Countdown

A quick post tonight!

I’ve been very busy with training and helping out what I can for props and some costumes for GEM 7 which is just 2 days away. Amidst all the havoc that’s been going on (Positive havoc), I, along with the other graduands received a letter from school stating that we have completed three years of education in TP and will be awarded with our respective diplomas.

I didn’t know how to react upon reading the letter. I was happy that I’m done with poly education.. But at the same time, I felt quite sad that I’m leaving TP for good.

I’ve made many friends during my time in TP. Some of whom have become mere acquaintances while some of them have become one of my closest friends that I would like to keep for the rest of my life if possible. One thing I’m grateful for is that being in TP gave me a chance to pursue something I’ve enjoyed doing since Primary school, but never had the chance to continue with it in secondary school. This something is Dance. I never had any dance background, and I never went for classes. I just took a leap of faith and went for the auditions, only to be selected to be in TPDE. And I cannot be more thankful that the seniors and Gin saw my potential and gave me a chance to learn the proper techniques of dance.

Now, I’ll be doing my last GEM concert and production as a student of TP. The thought of it is bizarre to me, because I’m excited for the show, yet, sad that when the curtain closes on Saturday, I will not join GEM as a TP student along with the rest of the club members. Nevertheless, as tired as I am, I am savouring every moment I have left in TPDE until the curtain closes on Saturday night. Why? Because I may never get the feeling back ever again.

Since it’s Concert period, I’ve been very busy every day so it’s almost impossible for me to meet the Lad for our donut date on Wednesday evenings. I feel very guilty at times because as a girlfriend, I also have my responsibilities. I can’t just neglect the Lad. I try my best to text him whenever I can, call him whenever I can and make sure I ask how his day went at work or at training. It’s the least I could do after being unable to spend time with him often for the last few weeks.

Thankfully, the Lad has been very understanding and supportive towards my busy schedule. For that, I am very thankful and blessed. At least when I go for training, I can focus and know that he’s supporting what I love to do. I don’t have to worry that he’s upset or annoyed or sianed or whatever. That means a lot to me and I am very appreciative of that. And today, he fetched me from training. It takes him 40 minutes to drive from Teck Whye to Tampines. He drove all the way down to school, sent me home- 18 minute car ride including traffic, and drove home for another 40 minutes. I really have no words to explain how amazed I am. Just Speechless.

His support, care and understanding motivates me a lot. I’ve told him countless of times how I appreciate everything he does for me. Of course, I can’t wait for him to see me dance live for the first time. Hehe. And of course,  I can’t wait to see my parents see me dance as well.

So yeah, an emotional whirlwind happening right now and it’ll stretch till after the Saturday show. The rest I get? A trip back to the homeland with the parents and Grandma. Not 100% psyched per se, but I guess it’s for a good cause. Grandma misses home and nobody else is willing to bring her there, so it’ll just be the 4 of us this time. Granddaddy’s too fragile to be brought on a non- direct flight to the homeland so he’s staying home. That aside, the homeland doesn’t really have technology so I’ll be technology-less for the five days, which doesn’t give me access to internet, which means that I would not be able to contact the Lad during my stay there. I reckon it’ll be okay, but we’ll see.

Alright, it’s quite a long post already. And I’m sleepy. and I have to report at 9am. Hahaa.

Merry Slumbers, everyone :)

xoxo

 

PS: Khairun, I love you :) Thank you for your endless support, understanding and care these past few months- from MP all the way till now :) <3

“And among His Signs is this, that He created for you mates from among yourselves, that you may dwell in tranquility with them, and He has put love and mercy between your [hearts]: verily in that are Signs for those who reflect.” (Qur’an 30:21)

O Allah! Please grant me the one
Who will be the garment for my soul
Who will satisfy half of my deen
And in doing so make me whole

Make him righteous and on your path
In all he’ll do and say
And sprinkle water on me at Fajr
Reminding me to pray

May he earn from halal sources
And spend within his means
May he seek Allah’s guidance always
To fulfill all his dreams

May he always refer to Qur’an
and the Sunnah as his moral guide
May he thank and appreciate Allah
For the woman at his side

May he be conscious of his anger
And often fast and pray
Be charitable and sensitive
In every possible way

May he honor and protect me
And guide me in this life
And please Allah! Make me worthy
to be his loving wife

And finally, O Allah!
Make him abundant in love and laughter
In taqwa and sincerity
In striving for the hereafter!

Insya’Allah


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