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Saturday, October 22, 2005

Hell breaks loose.

I failed my JC1 and i am confident i cannot enter J2. So my other alternative is poly. Another one would also be private which is too expensive and also not recognised.

I can't wait! This was what i wanted all through this year.

But....

A huge BUT.

I will miss what i build this year. I wil miss sneaking out of the school during lunch with aizat to go and smoke. I will miss apple and her energy and irritatingly loud yet adorable laughter. I will miss ila's blurness and her enthusiasm. I will miss Zira and her girlish charms and pink cheeks which she keeps pinching. I will miss Rachel and our 'cabot'-ing days.
But what i will miss worse of all is Syarifah. Ugh! Will miss her punches which are getting harder and harder day by day. But i won't lose contact with them. That is for sure.

A new life unfolds.

By march next year, i am going to shift to Yishun forever, leaving my adopted mother alone. Something that hurts much more than jumping in the sea after you are covered in wounds. I am going to have my own room, life of luxury and a friends int he house.
But i am going to lose some of my freedom and i have to hurt my adopted mum. Life's not fair but i am not going to let her feel that she is forgotten. Never.

Now, i got to find work and am fucking gonna die my hair. Fuck.

Narin and me are going kinda well. We are getting along more and more like friends.
See where it goes lah eh.
Met Dina yest and we went to play pool at lucky and watched Deuce Bigalow. Hillarious like fuck.
But kinda...errm..makes no sense at all. I think that is how it is supposed to be. Weird, me and Dina got along like friends not like the explosive chemistry last time. But good also ah.

I wanna club. So bad! Dina went Thumpers yest. Fuck! fucking not fair!