IT’S MY HOLIDAYS!

THREE TENSIONLESS/ASSIGNMENTFREE/EXAMFREE/LRTFREE WEEKS!

Ask me out, people. Make plans with me! Let’s party until our parents’ kick us out of the house or something, whothefuckcares?!

I’M ON HOLIDAY!

toodles, shopping bitches!

Back in PJ, our heater is dead. So every single day, I wake up feeling afraid to enter the cold bathroom. It is torturing okay! Now that I’m back in KLG for the night. I appreciate my heater really much. I will now go and shower before I continue this entry. Lalalaaa.

Well yeah, I’m blogging regularly again. Can’t help it, I try to update at any chance I have.

The whole week has been a pain in the ass for me. Classes, period cramps, dance practices and assignments. Which reminds me, I have one due this Monday. Fuck. It is not that I’m slacking and do not bother about my assignment. Every night I get home from college, I’m drop dead tired. I will have dinner, I will try to destress by watching television (note : does not help at all), I will talk to Vix, I will try to sleep and eventually end up in bed, staring up at the ceiling for ages before falling asleep. The only day I had to work on my assignment was on Wednesday. That too I needed to ask for permission to leave early from practice. It’s fucked up man.

This whole TTNight thing is killing me for real. Thank goodness there’s another week left till it’s over for good. Can’t wait to have a freaking life back. I do take the whole thing seriously but I think most of them involved in the committee are taking it over the board. And no, I don’t plan to explain what’s TTNight. I admit I sometimes have fun. I admit I met and made a lot of new people and friends but fuck, this shit drove me to the point where when I’m dancing, I feel no passion. There are no feelings involved anymore. It’s purely about getting the routine done on time for the committee members to see and then get screwed for the mistakes. Then get screwed some more for being late for post mortem, get screwed for leaving home early (9.30pm), get screwed for dressing comfortably in college, get screwed, get screwed, get screwed. Kanineh. What happened to encouraging and motivating? Every single time we step up one step, you push us down another three steps. Perfect strategy lah kan.

I’m not hating, I’m ranting. I’m so sick and tired. When I say I’m tired, I mean physically and mentally and I swear to god, I am not being dramatic. I can feel it draining the fucking energy out of me. I don’t even feel like me.

I need a break. I need it so bad. To recover and to study.

To make it worse, I’ve made the decision to move out soon. And no, there is nothing wrong with my relationship. There are just things that are wrong with me. I’m so different than before, now I’m afraid of myself and for myself. Sometimes these thoughts manifest themselves so freely, I cannot control them and myself. Fuck.

I don’t intend to rant but I need to let it out somewhere. You know where the ‘X’ is.

Moving on to happier notes, my co-curicular activity started this week. I joined the swimming club. Yes, I am aware that I can’t swim. The reason why I joined is because they offer free lessons! I am able to float now.

At least this Saturday, I had a good time. Amy and I with her college friend, Sarah went to Urbanscape at KLPac in the evening. We got lost from Setapak to Sentul. For two freaking hours. Today proves one small mistake can take you very far because Sentul is like right beside Setapak. Lol. Our main objective at Urbanscape was to shop. We obviously got lots of cheap goods. I, myself spent less than RM100 and got new a skinny, new shirt, new top and a new bag. I forgot what Amy bought besides the I Heart KL tee. Sarah bought herself the brightest pair of flats. Red flats. She could not wait to rock them in college. Met a number of familiar faces there. In the end, Q managed to get tickets to enter the main stage to join Mika. Right on time for Seven Collar T-Shirt and Pure Vibrations. Thinking back, I would have had a better time if I had beer to drink like everyone else but being a chinese I did not allow myself to pay RM13 per can for a Tiger. God, I hate events like these. Always try to rip off us off when it comes to alcohol. Lol.

Kay lah. I’m going off to bed. Toodles world.

Means you sit in the lecture hall freezing to death in an empty stomach, sharing an umbrella with your coursemate, walking really fast to the kopitiam for lunch then ending up in a cyber cafe cause the rain got to heavy to walk back to college.

I’m going through the Urbanscape site right now and I’m considering whether I want to go. I mean it looks like I’d have fun there but I heard it was a free event back when it started and if I was to go and bought myself the ticket, I would be spending a whole lot more at the Marketplace there. So apa macam?

Been spending too much, too fast and on don’t know what. Fuck.

And oh, I formed a new crew. Yay! We’re starting small. So far there’s two of us now. We’re both busy with college and other things so we have yet to talk further about practice and so on. No, I won’t tell you who my other half is but I have a feeling we’re going to pull through unlike my past crews. For a start, this is my own. *jumps up and down*

I think I have this habit of coming up with post titles that has nothing to do with my entry content.

(started changing the layout of my myspace profile for a good one hour)

Right, back to whatever I have to say. I’m currently blogging at the comfort of my own home and computer. It feels wonderful. I get to sit here as long as I want without worrying about how much an hour, no wait, scratch that, one minute would cost me if I was at a cyber cafe. I’m looking after my sister while my mom is out on her date. Yes, my mom is dating. She finally admitted to us. There are a bunch of men trying their luck but my mom ain’t one easy fish to catch. She wasn’t easy back then, she still ain’t easy now. I’ve yet to meet any one of these men but Tommy and Xin had and I trust their judgement.

And no, I do not and will not blame my mom for dating so soon. I’m thrilled that she is. She’s been through so much and too long, she needs changes. I know her well and she assured us she will not settle down. Obviously. Lol.

I am currently feeling very unwell and yet very in love. Weirdo, I am. Laugh Me, You Will Not. Cause I’m rarely this happy and it is almost unreal to me. I am appreciating every single moment before it goes away because at the end of the day, you will only have the memories and nothing else. At times the relationship gets tough due to my temper and snappiness. I’m a real witch but hey, he always managed to bring the worse and the best out of me whenever and wherever. My ego can be as big as *insert whatever* and to hear me apologise after a fight is almost scarce yet he manage to without a sweat.

I never took horoscope seriously but in this case, Leo and Leo. Tsk tsk tsk. We are arrogant bastards. Lol.

“..keep it low, hit the phone.. blablabla.. whoopsie. whoopsie. blablabla..” - iTunes on shuffle lah.

Tommy is a champion. Vix himself did not have the master copy of Whoopsie and Tommy has it. Champion.

I cannot wait until this month is over. There’s nothing really interesting to look forward to, I think. Date Week is over. The whole weekend was perfect. Early morning shopping, new haircut and buffet dinner (minus him not getting his wings whatever). I’m glad we came up with this Date Week thing. Makes every month easier to go through.

Kay lahhh. I’m lazy. I want to download new tracks. Plus, I doubt people read much anymore. LOL.

April 27th was the last I updated this blog. Today is the 2nd of June. Tsk tsk.

I was working during May and had been staying in KJ with no internet connection thus why I did not post anything at all. Believe me, there were so many moments during work that I wished I could go online and write a post. So many brilliant (lol) ideas lost. Sigh.

Now that I’ve started college, I miss working. At least at work, I had fun with my colleagues and arguing with pissed off Australians. In case you were wondering, my job was to call up Australian merchants to ask them questions for a survey.

Truth to be told, I do not mind travelling so far for classes. I’m used to that now. It’s just I absolutely hate it when I get here at 8freakingam to have walked all the way to the lecture hall, to learn that class has been cancelled. It ruins your mood totally. Think about the extra hours I could have to sleep in the comfort of my floorbed, bolster and baby.

Oh, I started college two weeks ago. I skipped the whole Orientation Week except for the first day to report myself. Had to work lahh. I skipped the first class on the first day of the semester too. LOL. Champion. (: I am currently an official student of TARCollege.

I have pictures to post for an event I attend yesterday. It was a graffiti competition organized by Hugo Boss and Juice at Zouk. Vix was emcee so Sajeev and I dropped by. Tribe Tattoo & Body Piercing had a booth there and sial lah, they brought their famous 50% discount there. I can’t transfer the pictures from my phone to upload online because I’m using one of the pcs in the college lab.

That’s how I spent my last weekend. I think for the past month, all my weekends had been really boring. Nothing exciting because all I ever do is sleep. Catching up with my beauty sleep because I never have enough during the weekdays.

Classes usually start in the morning till the evening then after class I have dance practice until 9pm. By the time I get home it’d be late and I’m already exhausted from the whole day’s activities. This cycle repeats itself for 5 continuous days.

Time management is now a very important thing to me. I either have to learn to manage my time right or risk failing my subjects. I have to juggle between classes and practices which includes both in college and Subang. We (the old ones lol) joined Hop2DaBeat at Metropolitan, SJ last Saturday and we got through to the preliminary round. Best competition I ever been to, worst performance I ever showed. I’m speaking on a personal judgement here. I disappointed myself that day.

There are currently so many thoughts running in my mind till I’m finding it hard to sleep some times. Yes, even when I’m physically dead. My brain is running with all this thoughts and must-dos that I’m stressing myself out eventhough it’s only the second week of college.

I am a lucky girl to have friends like Amy who I’ve not been able to spend as much time I’d like with because of then work and now college. Lucky she had not rip off my head yet for being so distant. Lol. I’m also lucky to have a boyfriend like Vix that I swear is the sweetest thing alive ever. Lucky that my mommy is so caring despite moving out from her house. I know that’s one of the hardest thing a parent can go through.

Okay okay. Emo Alert! I think I better sign off already. I have things to attend to and I need to have breakfast before class starts. I will update more often now that I know how to work around the slow connection in this lab. Teehee.

I’m looking forward to this weekend. It’s Date Week.

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I would say that it was funny if I wasn’t feeling the pain.

Monday morning I was awaken by the most disturbing pain. The right side of my back felt like it was going to kill me and no, I’m not being funny. I was moaning (screw you lah. not like that) and there were fucking tears in my eyes from my effort of trying to get up from the bed itself. No, I’m not exactly sure what it is but I’ll just say I sprained my back. Couldn’t walk properly nor lift my right leg up. Had a miserable time trying to put on my pant, I tell you. Mom brought me to a tradisonal chinese doctor and I made sure he didn’t touch me with any one of his needles that he’d use for his acupunture sessions. Found out some crap information too but I left the clinic with chopped up powders (i have no idea what’s in it so i’ll just call them powders).

During lunch, Amy called and when I was about to open my mouth to tell her my morning, she told me she thinks she broke her arm. IRONIC RIGHT?

In the end, it turns out she fractured a small part of her arm and now have to get used to her new nickname “Disabled”. No, don’t think I’m mean. I’m not insulting the disabled people, I’m just making fun of Amy because she looks so weird with her hand all wrapped up and not being able to do a lot of things. For example, eat.

Lol.

Bahh. I went to TARC today. Choices choices choices. I’m looking at UTAR now since they have the degree programme and TARC only have diploma. Kanineh. Why is the intake so soon? Tension.

Amy and I celebrated our SPM results with beer and good music. Last night was a very good night. What could be better than having beer and listening to Colbie Caillat singing live with your greatest friend and your man? Nothing.

Amy and I got to Laundry around 5ish to see all the tables outside fully booked. We were pretty disappointed UNTIL we scored a table inside of Laundry itself right next to the entrance with a good view of the stage. Hee. We were so glad we didn’t need to be crammed with smelly people in front of the stage or get blocked by super tall people standing in front of the table. Guess it was a good thing Vix didn’t manage to get us passes.

Vix, Brian and Qib joined us around 9ish since Vix got off work late and was stuck in the jam. We ended the night with yummilicious tom yam. I forgot what’s the area called but I REMEMBER HOW TO GET THERE. Yay!

Another good thing about yesterday was I finally got around to use my Polaroid camera. Was going around town looking for the 600 Color Film with Hashok and finally getting it at one of Sentosa’s old school shop. I was fucking shocked when I found out the price was RM48 per pack. It was expired too! I’m starting to think I got ripped off but hey, it was worth seeing it work inside my 78452342 years old camera. Fine, I’m exaggerating but it must have been 10 years since I last used the camera.

Pictures!

The blurred poster beside the stage.
A freaking pillar was blocking half the stage from my seat thus the picture of this poster. LOL.

Show off.

Yes. We were that bored waiting for the show to start and the boys to reach.

The bottles I had before the show started. Can see Amy’s potrait beside there?

That blur thing in the middle of the stage is supposed to be Colbie. Heehee.

In the car when Amy was driving Vix to where he parked his car near to OU. I have no clue why Brian was smiling like that but look! Colgate commercial material.

Introducing Sir Brian aka SajeevKant something something.

Amy named this “My smile sparkles!”
Another Colgate commercial material.

“I’ve just seen a face..” - The Beatles.

The last Colgate commercial material.

I’m too lazy to scan the Polaroid shots but oh! I had so much fun taking pictures.

I think some of you texted me on Wednesday asking me about my results. My phone got barred that’s why I did not reply. Anyway, I didn’t fail any subject. Got enough credits for college and I think that’s pretty much it. I am so glad I did not fail my Maths.

Talking about results means I’ve got to decide about my future education dy. I think I’ll most prolly not go to any private colleges because I’m pretty sure I will not be able to afford it even with a loan. So I’ll most prolly be enrolling in TAR College. I have no plans of moving to Setapak tho’. It’s very inconvenient for me since I don’t own my own car.

Oh we’ll see. I better get ready for work.

I’m a very very happy girl, right now.
I’m in love.
I’ve said yes to something I thought I’d never be ready for.
I’ve even considered having two.
I consider myself really lucky.
I think I’ve gone mental.
I’m glad with the outcome of the General Election.
I love spending time with *the people.
I love our time together.
I’m falling too many times in love with the same person, I think it might kill me. Lol.
I’m worried about my results.
I feel like kicking Taufoo for not calling.
I enjoy working 4 days a week.
I am glued to tracks from artist like Colbie Caillat, Robin Thicke, Sara Bareilles, Taylor Swift & Uffie.
I want to go for Colbie Caillat’s show at Laundry this Friday.
I need passes.
I need to dance.
I have to start planning my tattoo already. It’s almost the 16th.

I am going to sleep.

I’M AN OFFICIAL BUMMER NOW. Been bumming so much lately. Nothing progressive happens anymore unless you count that one day I almost went to every college in Subang and PJ to inquire about the course I intended to take but ended up at almost every tattoo parlour I’ve heard of with EVERY ONE OF THEM CLOSED. Bolded the almost, but and with for sarcasm purposes. Or that couple of days I went for dance practice in KimV’s house. Or that.. Fuck, cannot think of any more days.Now there’s no point of me typing all that, I’m just typing away whatever there’s on my mind while listening to Colbie Caillat. *grins*

Amy and I plan to work at QQ. QQ was where I used to work at during the middle of last year. F&B again, I know but hey, I know them people there and they cannot be compared to people in TGIF. Them at QQ are kawans. The pay per hour for a part timer is the same as TGIF, free food and drink provided and no pressure at all. So yeah, we’ll see how it goes.

RESULTS NEXT WEEK! Every single time the topic pops up in my head, I get nervous. I bet you guys are too lah. We’re so fucked.

After three months of not clubbing together, Amy and I did last night. With Hashok and almost the entire staff of Republic, Sunway. I think we met everyone last night. Ashwin and Syed Faisal planned this. Lubendran was there too. He’s still as tall as ever. We partied at Bar Celona. My second time there and I’ve already thought the DJ sucked. The playlist were practically looping the whole night. Amy got wasted.

Ooh. I like Republic. It’s not officially opened yet but I like it already. Really good place to chill at and I liked the music the DJ played. I think there are no dance floor though.

Sial lah. I want a ‘All Girls Night Out Clubbing Session‘! I think most of my girlfriends don’t club. Tsk tsk.

No pictures again! Am not bothered to charge my batteries nor bring out my camera anymore. Maybe tomorrow. Amy, Hashok and I are going shopping at Bangsar.

You know what, one of these days I’m going to post up potraits of every friend I’m going to mention because I realised what’s the point of me typing out their names when you don’t know who they are. So pictures of them will help and who knows maybe my friends are your long-lost-kiddygarden friends. Ahhhh! I’m a genius. Malaysia is not that big, you know.

Not today. Not today.

Who is going? I plan to go and I’ve already redeemed for my free tickets with Digi but I’m not sure if I’m going to get it. I’ll only find out on Monday. If I don’t, I gotta see if boyfriend is going or not since I don’t know who else to go with. So who is?

There’s a Nike Women event coming up on the 22nd of March. I plan to attend since there’s going to be really fun activities going on. Only problem is I have no bloody idea where is the venue located at. Tension. There’s also going to be a gig in Klang but I’ll blog about that another time.

Lazy dah.

I like how it is when people ask me where I’ve been and that they’ve not seen me for ages cause I’d think about the reason of it and smile. I’m chicken shit, if you get what I mean. Ran away instead of doing what I ought to do to make things right. Chicken shit. Period.

Practice today finally got progressive. With the competition coming up in a few more days, we’re pretty damn screwed to be unsettled without a complete routine at this time. Tsk. We’ll pull through if the flow still goes on like today, tomorrow.

Now that we’re on the topic, do come and support the crew, okay? Details are as follow.

Place : 6th Floor, Sg.Wang. (beside of Red Box)
Time : 2pm.
When : 24th February, Sunday.

Come early because trust me, the crowd fills in fast and you’d have to hustle your way through the crowd just to catch a glimpse of the competition if you came late. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Time flies. It’s almost the end of February and to think I still can remember my NYE so clearly as if it was just a few days ago. People said the results for SPM are due out on the 28th of this month, I’m pretty nervous. That and also tension. Most people I know have already planned out their future. Almost 70% of them are already in college and the remainder are starting soon (second intake). I have plans but I’m not executing any of them. Gotta pull myself together, I feel as if I’m losing my way with all these tempations to just bum around and live through every day without thinking about the day after. Vix has been a guardian angel, reminding me again and again what’s important. Money, career, health and etcetera. I feel old sometimes because whenever I look at people around me that has it so easy, I feel old. That’s the end of the topic. I cannot express myself any further.

Wow. The last I posted, I was talking about trying to get myself fired. Guess what, it worked! Other than that, my CNY was blessed with an unlimited supply of alcohol from both momsie, relatives and Ze. Okay it wasn’t thattttt unlimited but still.. it was enough for me. Valentine’s was just like every other day. We couldn’t be bothered to try to do something special since we both do not get what’s so special about Valentine’s Day so we ended up having dinner in Klang at some chinese restaurant which I think Vix likes now. Hee. Which reminds me, I still owe him his gift.

Caught up with Wei Guan the night before he left for Cyberjaya. He’s staying there so I’ll be seeing him less. I thought it was a pretty fun night. Reminds me of the old days. Even got to know one of the girls that used to go to school with us but we’ve rarely talked, that I used to know the name but ended up forgetting (obviously). Her name is Wan Teng. Or maybe that’s not how you spell it. Wei Guan, correct me!

I’ve been smacking my palms together so hard and often, right now, trying to kill all the motherfucking mosquitos in my room, that it hurts.

Makibai.

Streamyx is a bitch ass connection provider (old news, i know) but I’m still gonna bitch about it. I was disconnected from the world wide web for weeks because of some technical problem, that both Clickers and TMPoint I went to, didn’t know nor understand and thus couldn’t provide me with an answer until I called up the technical division straight up. Grrrr.

It’s almost 6am. Momsie’s not back yet.
Called her up to make sure she was okay and to get back soon.

P.S : I want my bolster back. *cries*

P.P.S : I have removed the chat box because I’m too lazy to reply the overflowing msges you guys leave me. Drop me comments instead okay? I promise to be a good blogger and reply them all. Oh by the way, please check the links I have of yours to make sure it’s the right address. I know a lot of you guys moved and changed url.

So I think most of you have heard about
this gathering before it was even
planned or whatever.

So now, I’m telling you guys the time,
date, price and venue.

Venue : Garden Terrace, KEC
Date : 21st December 2007, Friday.
Time : 4pm - 6pm.
Price : RM 35*

*subject to change to a cheaper price
obviously, will be informed.

I NEED YOU ALL TO CONFIRM WITH ME BEFORE
MONDAY OR ON MONDAY ITSELF!

EMAIL ME @
kimberly_sqy68[at]hotmail[dot]com

OR JUST BLOODY PM ME ON FRIENDSTER,
MYSPACE, FACEBOOK, WHATEVER.

There will be other people that you can
contact beside me soon.

Your confirmation must include :

Your ‘YES’ or ‘NO’.
Your number.
The time/date you can pass us the money.

Notice ! I need the money and
confirmation by MONDAY!

Sorry for being so pushy but I don’t have the money to pay for the deposit first. I won’t even if I did because I NEED YOU GUYS TO CONFIRM DANG IT!

NOTICE : STRICTLY FOR EX SIMPANG LIMA
BATCH OF 2002 ONLY!

Any outsiders will be kicked out. HARD.

POST THIS EVERYWHERE SO THAT EVERY ONE OF THEM KNOWS!

Cheers,
Kimberly

I’m a very miserable woman right now.
Seeing those science stream students all free from the ass of spm.
Seeing Wei Yang at Aeon buying his ice cream made me wanted to strangle him.

A joke. LOL.

It’s almost over. Next Wednesday. Very soon. *comfort self*

I hate Aeon.
No, I hate Eng Ho.
Because if it wasn’t for him calling me up to tell me about Big Apple, I wouldn’t be addicted to them.

Those donuts are drugs.

That place has only been open for four days and I’ve bought those donuts for two days straight. Simply crazy. I’ve never been a donut kind of person but that all changed now.

And today right after my paper, I went back and bought some more.
An addition to that, I’ve come to realised the many restaurants and counters of good looking food around the ground floor. Oh, I’ve seen those others upstairs but I’ve decided to attack them one by one by floors.

HELL YEAH BABY.
One by one.

I’m not even interested with the shops.
Maybe one, no wait, three.
Hommy, Room and 2:30.
There are clocks I want to get.
Those paintings I saw in Room.
Those pillows in 2:30.
And CLOCKS!
OMG. THEY ARE GORGEOUS!

I have a thing for interior designs.
One of my small time dream was to be an interior designer until I came to realise that I can’t draw. Too bad the Room in Aeon doesn’t sell Lomos. It’s for the better tho’, Amy and I would probably end up sitting outside the shop, just staring at it.
So okay, that’s all for now.
I want to get those things but it’s not like I have the cash to.
I’m just entertaining myself.
You’re lucky I don’t tell you who my imaginary boyfriend is.
You’d probably laugh until you choke.

YES LAH. I STILL HAVE IMAGINARY FRIENDS AND BOYFRIENDS.
I’ve never had them when I was young so now I’m going through that whole process, can?
A bit too old but SO WHAT?

Finally after almost a year of looking, I’ve found my favourite air freshener.
First came to the smell in Kang Woei’s car last year then Boon Roy’s.
I swear to fucks I looked everywhere for them.
Bloody Airwick promoters probably hid them so that I can’t buy.
I want my room to smell like that. *floats dreamily*
But I haven’t buy. GAHHHHHHH.

I know I sound a lot like a kid today.
Beats me what’s wrong with me I don’t know.
See even my English has gone haywire.
I think is the donut.

I’ve been really lazy when it comes to updating the blog.
The best excuse now is trials.
Having the SPM trials this whole month.
Only going to end on the 28th while everyone else finish up on the 27th.
Sports Science lah. Babi betul. Even for SPM, it’s like the last paper.
I have like another 18 papers to go.

Kay. I whine enough about education dy.
I can’t wait for these 3 months to pass by.
Freedom then again, would I miss high school?

Amy and I are crazy.
It’s only September but we’re already making up plans for December.
Holidays!
We’re thinking beaches.
So naturally I wanna go Penang but Nerd suggested Pangkor.
So we’ll see.
For now, save money first.

I need another job. Damnnnit.
Maybe I should accept Kong Hui’s offer to work at his handphone shop.
I mean the pay is good and I can have time to revise cause all I need is to sit there.
Then again, it’s like a job that gives a bad image.
An image of a girl who dropped out of school and stuff.

Fuck it lah. Thinking through.

Oh. Promoting Jeannie’s work!

If I’m to marry, I might hire her as my official photographer.
Look at those pictures and she’s only 18!
Potential and talents, I tell you.

I’m finally facing reality.
I’m talking about the reasons why I skip school so much.

I feel so guilty for my classmates.
Yes, your books.
I’m such a jerk, I know.

I don’t want to see the face of my teachers.
Yes, En.Sazli especially.
I disappointed you.

I don’t feel like studies are important to me ever since errr…
Well ever since high school.
Things changed a lot for me.
I’ve changed too.

I used to be a nerd okay?
Imagine. Kimberly a NERD !
I was fucking kiasu.
Always aiming to be Top 10 or Top 5, if I can manage, in class.
That was all back in primary school.

I don’t want much in life.
Just enough and as long as I’m happy and contented with it.
No need to be famous and rich.
No need to be a legend or some sort.
No need to be all over text books or history books.
I just want enjoy life as it is because I only get to live it once as me.

I’m smart enough to not destroy it with drugs of course.
That would totally fuck my life up and I know I won’t end up living the life.

So I thought, why should I study so hard just to get into college then graduate then work when I can skip some of it and go straight to work while having fun?

Work is not fun, I know that.
But it depends on what you’re working as and are you passionate enough for it.
You’ll be tired from those long hours but you’ll still love your job.

I know I sound naive.
I can’t help it.
Life is a one time thing.
I can only do whatever I want one time only.
I don’t desire to be remembered forever.
Just by those I love for the things I do that reminds them of me.

So tell me is education really all that?
And is it enough to push a person down the building?

I have so many plans after SPM.
Work in Singapore. A whole new life there, you see.
Backpack but then I’d need a lot of cash and a mate to backpack with.
Or just work in Malaysia for a couple of months then go straight into college
but where’s the fun in that?

Sighhh. I don’t know.
I’m so fucking confused.
I’m not like those people who like to live life just as it is.
I want to go out, explore new things and live.

I think I got the blood from mom.
She left for Taiwan or was it Japan, as soon as she finished high school, by herself.
With her own money.
I want to be like that.

Knn. Why is life filled with decisions?
Yeah well, we choose our own ways.
And we make our own mistakes.

Damnnnnnn man. I really don’t want to end up being typical.
Fuck, what do I even mean with that?