February

So one month passed... and its February.

Secondary school hasn't been awesome and so far, its been great... except that there were a few immature people in class.

Perhaps you can say that I adapt to the new environment really fast but changing from primary school to secondary school is a big change...


In primary school, the teachers brought us everywhere, to the canteen, to the class, etc.
But in secondary school, we've to do everything by ourselves...

Here, a world I thrive in..... at least better than in primary school....


And the reason I'm not posting much is also because that there's no time at all...


With that, let me end this post....
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2016

Play this Korean song while reading

15th December, we've got half month and a day more till its 2016. Well I keep emphasising on how time flies don't I? Perhaps I should have cherish more than I should, and realised earlier that once you missed the time, you'll never get it back. I've been feeling nostalgia these days, I searched it up on the internet regarding these feelings. And so, I saw this particular answer which made me kinda sad. We often feel nostalgic because we feel that what is happening currently wasn't as happy as the past. That bittersweet feeling, happy but makes me cry.

Now that I've graduated from primary school, I believe that I've gotten more mature.  Everyday, I unconsciously remind myself of the past, happy or sad, whatever it was.

I kind of cannot believe that I've already graduated from primary school. I wished I didn't want it to end soon every single day, and now that it have ended, I wished it could start all over again.

I believe everything happens for a reason, no matter what it was or were, it've already ended, I'm glad it happened and with that , I should move on to my next phrase in life. I'm excited but nervous at the same time for secondary school.

Blogging used to be my priority, but now that secondary school is in the way, I can't help but to place it in the second place. Studying shall stay in the first place.

During the past twenty over days, all I did was watching k-dramas and doing some sec 1 work. I regret everything and this feeling is worse than death. I hate the feeling of regret. the feeling of having to erase everything and run away.

See you in my next post!

My Unpleasant Encounter

Hi there! Well today, I was at a department store in Bugis with my mum and we were shopping where we came across a skincare/cosmetic brand we were interested in. We stood there for about 5~7 mins. The sales lady didn't even bother to assist us. WTF. She's in the service line, and her attitude is like shi*. Well I think that after this experience, I'm never gonna buy from that branch again...

End Of Primary School Life

Finally, it's the end. Friends whom I share my sorrows with, friends I've known for a long time, I realize, it's all gonna come to an end. It's because we all should learn to let go. We all have been waiting for this day, but when the time arrives, we all want it to start all over again.


Its sad today's my last day, we're never ever gonna be in the same class, same school, unless our fate is strong... All this is finally.... Over.
Firstly, to Jessiah, the one who saved me every time.

You're a really great friend, caring and observant. since last week , I told you that I'm gonna post something about you. This is it, its for you. I really hope you'll be in the same school as me. Thank you, its a really great joy to have you in my life!!!


We've comed so far... Its time!!


Its a time to find new friends too!

My Mother (Part 1)

Year 1994

My mother and my aunt was once treated like a slave. She dropped out of school at 15 years old to support her family to provide for her sick mother and a sick elder brother. Her salary was less than $1000.

Her kind cousin brother took her in but, his wife showed her attitude. She shared a room with her sister , nieces and nephews.

As she was working night shift, she didn't sleep well in the day as the children were far too noisy.

She receives lots and lots of sarcasm from her cousin sister in law. She didn't dare to eat much in he house either. After a few months, she and my mother and my aunt decided to move out. They rented a room together and the monthly rental was $500.


My aunt was the one who sacrifice the most, said my mother. She dropped out the school even earlier. She dropped out in primary school.