For things come and go

Like rainbows and its pot of gold.

HEY!!!!! There's still 10% of SPM left but I'm chilling anyway. SPM was okay I guess, I try really hard not to think about it since it's over and done with. Except for Chinese, of course. So I'll just think about that all week. I'm just happy that it's all ending. Everything. Everything that has got to do with waking up at 6.30 am, school uniforms and homework mayhems.

I haven't talked about graduating and having my high school secondary school (keeping it local!) life come to an end.  Oh no, it's already over. I mean, people say that high school is the toughest and most stressful phase in life, so full of drama and tears, and it really is. 

HAHA WHO AM I KIDDING HIGH SCHOOL WAS SO EASY.

Seriously. I don't get what's all the fuss about. Maybe my life is too unhappening or whatever, but toughest and stressful? I think working and having responsibility is wayyyyy harder than studying when exam's near. Yeah that's what school is all about isn't it? Five years, and you have only 10 days, 16 papers, idk-how-many-lame-hours to prove your ability to apply whatever you've learnt in FIVE years. That's insane. 

Sure, there are ups and downs, smiles and tears, dramas and comedies. You meet people who once-and-for-all change who you are, you fall and you get up. I guess the most important part is learning how to deal with stuff and people. Annoying people and demanding teachers. You learn how to handle stuff you weren't born to be able to. 

It shapes you, your core, into the person you are to be in a few years time, when you really need to know yourself and know what you want and need. Right now, all I know is that I need to go for college and get a hell of a result and... Blank. The future is hard. Really hard. And I have no idea where I'm heading.

Gah forget about the deep thoughts. Lol I'm currently tearing out blank pages from my exercise books, mainly to make place in my rack and to actually feel like school's dead and gone and never coming back.

I have like a mountain sized pile of papers and pass years and whatever exercises on my table and I don't know what to do with them. Too laze to carry it to the recycle box. 

Gonna follow my parents for some weird wine tasting thing in club. Weird.