it’s amazing that i can write pages after pages about my life almost everyday in the past; cause i can’t even seem to post something decently regularly. Maybe my life has just gotten boring. Or maybe simply i just lost passion in it. Nonetheless it is still interesting to read what i wrote in the dairies i have, those memories and the silly things. It’s never the same to be young again i guess, even the choice of words are different back then. And it’s how the little things made me happy, unlike now somehow i grew to be more ‘cold-blooded’. lol flashbacks of the past, kind of hunting me recently. the good ones and of course the ugly ones and those that regretted and hoped for a change if ever given the second chance. and how my secondary life could have been spent playing more. seriously feel pretty much deprived now. and the realisation that at least AAB/A or even AAA/B is needed to get me into a decent Uni course isn’t helping.
common test. BCC/D please at least let me attain that. then maybe i see some hope for my coming ALevels this year. NUS business admin (:

& ps. i miss sms-ing you, you, you and you.