Chinese New Year is here.. again.
Last year's one still something which i can remember very clearly.
Maybe it's cause i'm still staying at my grandma's and the oh-so-horrible memories of cny are still lingering in my mind. I spent my last year's cny doing binomial tutorial. and this year, not being an different, will be spent on homework too. Maybe living with my grandma isn't such a bad idea. i get to have my laptop and books with me while ppl come to my house to do visitation. hmm hmm.
this morning in bed, i was thinking, haha yeah thinking.
How many more of this kind of routines do i have to go through before the next one comes?
After cny will be valentine's, will be march holidays, will be my birthday, will be this will be that.
Maybe if there wasn't any A levels to go along with it, everything will be so much more better.
Sure, A levels has to be taken sooner or later. But i dread it, and i wish that it will never come.
I'm eighteen. I'm eighteen. I'm eighteen.
This fact still hasn't seep in. I just refuse to believe it.
I wanna be a seventeen. seventeen seventeen. Yes, i'm seventeen. That i can believe.
The fortune teller on telly last night said us goaties will have a bad year this year.
Hmmmm, if it's God's plan, so let it be. is the fortune teller a prophet? How come he knows things of the future? Or is he just making random facts. Attention to all goaties, according to the fortune teller, our love life will be far from happiness. So, forget about getting a partner, CONCENTRATE ON YOUR STUDIES!!!
But if you do not believe this telly-fortune teller, then continue dreaming.
Long post, cause it will be a long and boring day. i dont even get to go out. bleh.
Maybe i will blog again in another few hours' time. zzz.