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Thursday, January 6, 2011

This holiday has been pretty wild and crazy. I've been going out almost everday. I've been slacking, working, drinking and mostly shopping. So today, I've finally decided to stay home with my mama. Oh and have you heard that O-level results are released this coming Monday at 2pm? Oh my god. I'm trying so hard not to get nervous and everytime i think about it, i have flashbacks about what happened to me last year. This is so scary and its tearing my heart apart. But whatever happens, I am going to move on and not look back again. Bf has been saying that he has faith in me and that this time round, it'll be all different. But then again, " WHAT IF..?" My results just gives me the shivers and whatever it is, if there's a will, there's a way. Ya. Hopefully my friends are coping with this too. I know Ira is having nightmares. YIKES! Oh well, for the brighter side, even if my results is not satisfying... On 0404 this year, I'm going to turn 18! O M G.
When i'm 18,
I need not ask anyone to buy for me ciggs anymore.
I can smoke freely without having to think about the authorities.
I can party almost anywhere without having to worry about AGE LIMITS.
I can have entry to the clubs that strictly states, 18 and above!
No more underage partying unless i choose to go there.
And even......register at Bukit Batok Driving Centre.
O M G. I am so excited!
mmm. This is weird, suddenly..... I feel like eating " Mee Kuah " alright! Imma gonna holla up bf to have dinner with me. Lucky for me, he lives just a few bustops away from mine. So much for staying at home.