Happy Halloween!

So for Halloween last year, I was at a farm ._. Being warm and snuggly with big hound dogs on my lap :) This year I wasn't so fortunate :( My initial plan for Halloween was to finish studying photosynthesis and trigonometric integration. THAT WAS THE PLAN.

Until my host told me she was gonna have a party, and I couldn't be in my pyjamas for a party ._. So I decided to put on a black shirt and skirt and go downstairs, dressed up as a..

Teenager.

HOW AM I A TEENAGER? Well, for starters, the colour of my clothes represents the dark vast emptiness of my soul, andddd I have zits. AND DON'T THEY LOOK JUST REAL?!

But well the kids said no way were they going treat or treating with me in a lousy costume. So.. I had to put on my last year's costume and go out with em ._.

My dino onesie 

Sorry :/ No full-body photo cause I was in a rush and just wanted to show you guys how red my cheeks were!

I think the only reason I love Halloween is cause I can go out with too much blush on and people would think it's "part of the costume". 

SURREEEE, part of the costume..

I wished everyday was Halloween so I wouldn't be too embarrassed if I wore too much blush :(

 And I got to put my little red ribbon on! YAY FOR HALLOWEEN!


And also I got to help with the Halloween makeup for the kids! TADA! My masterpiece! And yea I only did one cause the boys kinda sorted themselves out ._.

Ugh I love love love rosy cheeks :3 Too bad it's not "socially acceptable" to wear too much blush :( Better selfie while I can!

That's all from me! Tata my lovelies!

Bristol getaway!

So much for a getaway, we were caught in the eye of the storm.

So yea. Wasn't the BEST time to go traveling -__- Part of me wished I could just stay home, drink green tea and study all day. But well. I was already on the bus to Bristol when I read the news so *shrugs* 

I arrived on Sunday afternoon, Bryan picked me up, and we went to eat McDs! (inner child goes yay) At night we ordered a takeaway and watched Movie 43. Retarded but hilarious :3 But then again, I have pretty low standards when it comes to movies so meh.

p/s: Okay I'm starting to get hungry, so I'm gonna let the pictures illustrate my trip

pp/s: Oh and also, these photos are chronologically in order, so you can see how PMS-y the weather was on Monday -__-

ppp/s: Oh and sorry for the crooked/tilted/slanted photos. I'm horrible when it comes to taking photos :( My photo-taking skills are bad, and I should feel bad :(

Brunch at Wetherspoons

Bristol museum! (Shelter from the storm)

Badass Ichthyosaur display

Nothosaurus fossil and places to charge your phone. Just kidding, thats not a Nothosaurus

More badass Ichthyosaur displays

Dinosaur bones + failed selfie

Stuffed dead bats

Hi Mr Giraffe, we meet again!

One of University of Bristol's buildings 

Still, University of Bristol's buildings

What a beautiful view :) (Sadly my photo is slanted, YET AGAIN)

Panaroma view of College Green

Then the weather started getting shitty again

AND THEN IT WAS FINE AGAIN!

Then it got shitty again. So we ran for shelter in a cafe :/

And then it got better! Rainbow :))

I love autumn!

AAAAAND, after then the weather got shitty again, so I stopped taking photos

AND THAT'S ALL FOLKS :) Just glad to be home in Croydon safe and sound now.

This trip's plush buddy was..... Taco! :) I'm glad he's still white (not being racist)

When I first arrived in Bristol, I thought, THANK GOD I DIDN'T APPLY TO UNIVERSITY OF BRISTOL! But after a day or two walking round, I finally reached the verdict, I don't regret not applying to University of Bristol.

Sure, the town wasn't as dead as I thought it would be, and I could potentially see a lot of places I'd be spending my time at (i.e Bristol museum :3) but the thing that put me off the most, was the cost of transport in Bristol. Buses were confusing, irregular and dead expensive, costing £2.90 for a single journey and £4.00 for a day travel pass, BUT they were super comfortable and clean. Still, pros do not outweigh the cons. And no way in hell am I cycling in the winter. 

Half term yay (not)

So half term began on Friday! And what a way to end the term yo! Though it was just like well. half. of it. hence, half term. NEVERMIND. I had a really awesome week, mainly because my test scores were amazing (bragging sorry). Maybe the pre-holiday mood makes me work harder :3 And I really feel happy ending the term (half) on a good note :) Considering my tests last week were shit.


Half term is for a week so yaay, and I'm visiting Bryan tomorrow in Bristol so double yay! But still keeping in mind I have mock interviews to prepare for and Nottingham's questionnaire to do (they finally sent it to me yay!)(was beginning to think they forgot ._.)


Funny little thing happened yesterday when I was taking the cab home. My cab driver happened to be the same cab driver from 3/4 months ago! The one who had problems with his wife and the one I gave cookies too hehe! I love bumping into people I've met before :3 And he still remembered me (yay) and he even said every time he drove past my house he would always remember the cookie girl. Yes he referred to me as the cookie girl :3 That's such a cute nickname! I was really really happy last night :)


Tonight was a bit of a rough night though :( I realised, I'm always assuming that someone else has to be the conversation starter. I always wait on someone else to make the first move, but, why don't I check up on my friends as often as they would check up on me. Why can't I be the initiator? What's wrong with that? I don't lose a limb do I. I'm only gonna end up driving away the people who I really care about and who care about me.

I really hope this horrible attitude of mine will change



In the mean time, I just wanna extend a big blogger hug to my friends who read my blog :) It shows that you haven't totally given up on me, or you're just being nosey hehe jk. Thank you for listening to my complaints and my "life eureka moments". It really makes my day when people tell me they read my blog ^_^ Makes me feel less lonely when I'm talking to myself on the internet :)

Royal Veterinary College Late event

Hi! So on Thursday night, Rose and I attended an event organised by the Royal Veterinary College of London, one of the universities both of us are applying to. It started round 6.45 and it lasted till 10 at night. There were so many animals! (dead ones of course). So you could have said we had a wild night out.

Okay nevermind. So we arrived at RVC and we were just crazy amazed with everything that's going on. Here're some pictures!

WARNING SOME PICTURES MIGHT BE GRUESOME FOR THE FAINT HEARTED

A table of hearts and part of the lungs from different species ; Rabbit, cat, dog, cow, sheep and 2 horses

Size comparison ; Rose's hand and the heart of a rabbit

We even got to touch em and hold em!

 Then we also got to properly inspect a.. more bloody and less preserved cow's heart :)

Yup, just me casually sticking my hand in a artificial cow's ass

This is a haptic cow simulator. Basically you put your hand in this machine thingy, and it lets you feel the insides of a cow, virtually of course. And you could feel for it's aorta, uterus and so on! It was pretty cool :3 It was designed to teach vet students how to tell whether a cow is pregnant or not, which I think is really clever! 

Me being overly excited standing next to an elephant skeleton

Then we got to check out their anatomy museum, which was HUGE! And it had so many different species in it, so it was super exciting!

The fox says nothing, cause it's dead.

There were some cool skeletons

Giraffe skull!

And some pretty freaky ones

Rhesus monkey skeleton (Monkey skeletons look so creepy)

A model showing the spine of a cat

Last but not least, Rose and I! :)

It was a super eventful night! Even though I got home pretty late and my feet were sore and I had to study for a chemistry test, ALL WAS GOOD :))) I had loads of fun walking round asking questions, checking out different booths and talking to RVC students! It made me even more certain that Veterinary Medicine was the right course for me. It would be really a dream come true if I got picked to study here (':

After a long day, FINALLY IN MY PJS! :))

The whiteboard

So recently I bought myself a whiteboard, and let me tell you something about my whiteboard. It is truly remarkable.

buh dum tsk

ANYWAYS! I got it cause ONE, it was on sale (remind me never to walk into a stationery shop with no intention of buying anything)(because I WILL buy something). And TWO, so I could save on sticky notes trying to do this all the time

This was my crazy no-sleep night while studying for bio and econs mock

And now! I can do this :D

See what a buy this is! :) but to be honest. Most the time my board would end up being like this 

So.. I guess you could say I bought myself a doodling board?

How to study effectively..... and get A*

So the marginal cost curve cuts the average cost curve at nananananananananana CATMAN

In distillation the water in the Liebig condenser flows at opp- CATCATCATCATCATS

Things only Amanda Foo would do

1. Able to pay for random plush toys and novelty tea strainers online, but runs out of money when submitting university applications

 2. Brings Grade 3 Piano certificate to England... Leaves Grade 8 certificate in Malaysia.

 3. Submits university applications. Forgets to put AS results.

My final decision

This week has been absolutely cruel to me. I have gotten rejection after rejection, bad comments after bad comments on my personal statement, and although the good comments outweigh the bad ones, I really can't help but wonder, how can I do more, how can I improve. In the short span of a week, I'm going to be submitting my application and it's all up to the hands of God (and the admission officers) to decide whether I'm fit to be a vet.

But somehow, something else bugs me more than it should. Him. It is always him, and it always have been him. He was my friend, someone I looked up to when I needed inspiration, listened to whenever I needed advice. He pointed out my flaws, helped me amend them, but at the same time, accepted me for the horrible, temperamental little girl that I am. And that was why I trusted him, I believed (close to) every word he said cause I knew he was doing this for my own benefit. But now, at the time when I needed him the most (and might I add this isn't the first time), he conveniently slips out of the picture.

Time and time again, not only has he proven to me that boys cannot be fully trusted with protecting a girl's feelings, I have proven to myself that I am incapable, and impeccably unreceptive to other people's advice. I have failed myself over and over again, thinking that I was matured enough to handle a 'matured relationship', where petty things don't matter and how every problem can be solved with just 'talking it out'. But that's it really, I'm just a girl, I am still a girl. And no matter how much I convince myself that I am ready to be a grown-up, I will never know until the day I stop using my heart to think and my brain to feel (i.e. choose emotions over reason).

I spent the weeks upon weeks asking myself, what is it about me that just drives people away. Leaving me is bad enough, but why, why in the world would you leave me at a time when I am most vulnerable, most confused and lost?! For days I was feeling angry and helpless. Annoyed that I cannot control my emotions, frustrated that I have no way of solving this, I hate feeling so, so.. human. 


Then it finally struck me. Finding the one isn't my true purpose in life. Spending the rest of my life with the man I love isn't going to make me the happiest woman in the world. Sure, I can't argue that's a plus point, but what truly matters to me, is doing what I love, and that is healing animals. Tonight, I finally understand what it means to depend on yourself and God of course above all else. Because people are going to leave you. People are going to step all over you and storm out of your life as though you meant nothing to them. So I owe it to myself, I owe it to my parents, to do well in life, and that's going to start by first getting into vet school. My parents did not spend so much effort and money raising me and sending me half way across the world to get into some silly heartbreak. They have raised me better than this. My father would always tell me "no one is indispensable", and tonight, I have properly understood the underlying meaning of his advice.


I have made an ultimatum with myself (silly, I know). Will I continue believing in true love, and that to be truly happy, I have to be with someone who loves me and cherishes me, OR will I chase my dreams, grab life by it's balls and make the most out of my life and make a difference in as many lives, regardless 4-legged or 2-legged as I can.


And with a clear and conscious mind, I choose the latter.


p/s: it was virtually impossible to stop crying when I was typing this so I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors