history is history!!!!!!!!!!
muahaha.
today's paper was the bleakest paper i ever sat
for. i never felt so nervous about an exam before.
so much content was running through my head..
4 essays in 3 hours.. 45 min per essay..
my hands were aching.. first major fajor exam..
worse part was my teeth was chattering throughout..
because i sat right under the air con..
i thought YJ was like budget..
but the air-con is powerful man..
seriously.. my pinky got frostbitten and it went numb..
i was practically hugging myself to keep warm..
brrrrrr... i wished i brought my jacket..
oh well.

i really love my mother.
everyday when i come home from school
i feel so happy when she's at home.
i think me and my mum are now quite close..
sometimes we talk about stuff till 4 am in the morning..
and when i have problems i tell her and she'll
give me advice or just listen and hug me when i cry..
she still loves me even when i am being an ass sometimes.
i wish i can hurry up finish my education
so she can live more comfortably...
i want to be the one giving her money and
buying her clothing and good food.
i think she really deserves all the good things in life..
because she sacrificed so many things for me and my bros.
i wanna grow up and be her provider!

i cannot wait to go overseas to study.
if i can. i dont wanna go to a local university.
i am so sick and tired of the singapore education system.
there is barely enough space for individuality.
everyone plays safe and even the fun stuff you do have to
be planned out most of the time.
where did spontaneity go?
which part of "let go" do people not get?
i remember when i went to new zealand
me and my girls went to this country looking bar(yes i said bar,
which means it's not a club) which was near our ranch
and the place was like kinda out in the country and then we ordered coke
for ourselves and sat at the wooden table just plain
enjoying the atmosphere which was so homely..
the people were really friendly, the place was warm,
people were just playing pool together, chit chatting,
laughing, country music was playing..
it was just so warm..

in singapore it's like "why you stare stare"
"mind your own business"
"talk to my hand"
"do i even know you?"
"leave me alone lah"
kind of atmosphere..
not friendly at all! and you rarely talk to people
whom you don't know!

over there people walked up to us and asked where
we were from and why did we come to new zealand..
and just plain chit chatting.. people even waved at us from
vehicles and shouted greetings and stuff.
and they were never stingy with their bright smiles
and "goodday, you are you this bright mornin'? :D"
or "hello dear, feel free to take a look around at my shop"

i want to get out of here!
but i still love s'pore lah
i just don't wanna stay here my whole life
like a frog in a well..
no wayyyyyy....