i came to a conclusion that it all comes down to self-control. what do i mean by self-control? control what comes out of your mouth. cause at the end of the day, thats what hurts the most. thats what determines almost everything. if you're able to keep your mouth shut, good for you. if not, work on it.

anyway, on a lighter note. IM GOING TO MEET AIN ON TUESDAY(i think)!!!!!!!! cant wait!

i remember in p6, after PSLE. we had all the time in the world to do anything we wanted. bubble tea bonded us. not just the both of us, but many others. sometimes i wish, or rather, dream to myself that one day, the class of 2005 from St Hilda's would have to go back to school and have lessons like how we used to. one of my most retarded daydreams ever. but sometimes i really wish it comes true. cause when you're in pri school, you dont really have problems at all except for the 'i dont friend you cause you dont friend me' kinda shit. but other than that, i would say pri school was kinda awesome.

dont you wish you could turn back time? to the time when you dont know someone and 5 seconds later you are bestfriends. man, i wanna be a kid.