Saturday, October 8, 2011

This week I would say, its good and bad week. This week is so complicated that I actually can't keep up with the changes around me.

Monday to Wednesday, as usual, went to school. Latih Tubi Terancang a.k.a Intensive training. We moved from the hall to classrooms and to hall again cause the Form 3s are having PMR. One more day and all of you will be free. Good luck and all the best. When I see people studying, it make me realize that there's only one more month to SPM. I wanted to study but I get distracted easily. I should be more persistent on my studying from now onwards.

Thursday, absent from school cause my friend, Kar Yan is not going and I can't find any transport to school. But, I did study at home so I feel at least I accomplished what I planned for the day at least.

Friday, many teachers and students and prefects are involved in the rehearsal for Mr.Tan' retirement. We will miss you Mr.Tan. Sleep through the whole hour of maths period. Hear some 'lame' jokes from Shawn till I can't stop making this face (=.=) The most (=.=) is when he tell me and Eu Nis that he heard this from the Astro Tutor SPM. (O.O) After school, go to Martin Tuition Centre to register for seminar. Reached home , bath and I take a nap. I'm too tired.

Next Saturday, I'm having my secondary school Graduation Day. I don't feel like graduating. I want to be with my friends just like this. Laughing on silly things that we accidentally said or done. I sure that I will miss PBSM so so so so much. Being in PBSM is my one of my best memory of secondary school. Weird isn't it? When I was 12, I wish I can grow up faster. Now that I'm 17, I wish not to grow up. Human beings are hard to satisfy.

I want to pursue my study to become a dentist. I wonder is I made the best choice for myself. This is what I'm frustrated about me. I have no confidence in myself. But, I know at least I start to make my own decision now. My confidence is growing stronger but I wish it to grow faster.

I think that's all for now.

Bye.

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