After this
Sigh……… i’m piled up with work. Hardly a time o myself. Sure miss my younger form days….. skipping class, mixing around with the older forms and stuff. Yeah i know it was wrong, but it was so fun! Then form 3 (PMR) came and heck, i’m serious once again. I’m not saying i’m dull and what-not, but i really can’t wait for SPM to be over. Then this whole weight could be lifted off my back.
Hehe, my everday rambling is almost like this. Wonder why my friends are crazy yet…….
Sometimes, i just think i really can’t grow up. College sounds fun and all, but would i be able to cope? Another one of those ppl-who-depend-on-tuition-too-much….. yup that’s me. Plus, i wanna keep contact with all my school friends. But somehow i don’t think that would possible. Lucky we’ll prolly be in the same college…. i think……
Argh……. fore sighting’s scary. Actually, this was just a dream i just had like an hour ago. And we all know dreams are just fragments of our subconscious…… or are they?
