Well neither should I

13 short

So I'm almost done with spm. Left with chinese. And I don't wanna screw up. Ah who am I kidding, that's like asking me to cut ties with cards. Anyways, it'll be over soon. I know. I'm psyched. So are you. I'll talk about that in my next post.

Hmm so... what else. Um I went to an education fair today at Persada. You know, the usual, crowds, talking, and heavy 'tote' bag full of papers and stuff. I don't really felt like going but my parents wanted me to so I did. I went there with two things in mind.

1. To collect 52 name cards to form a deck. In the end I got only 39, so that was a fail.

2. To visit the booths that no one wants to visit. It's a nice guy thing.

I did get a lot of information about this and that. Though I'm not exactly sure of my future path after graduating secondary school. Technically I don't even have a graduation, we don't. Gosh that's just depressing. Anyhow at least I know I'll be dealing with some engineering stuff so at least I'm not too lost.

Oh side note : Soon Ming went with me.

Oh yea I bumped into Lee Yong Hing. My primary school classmate. We haven't seen each other in 5 years so it was definitely nice seeing him. He seems to be doing well. He even has a girlfriend. Good for him. I saw Ke Xin and her beau as well. And Hui Gi too.

Here's the crazy part. I SAW CHOO FANG YI!!! Haha! She was this little girl, literally, who sat beside me in class for 3 years since primary 3. She changed. Her looks, her style. She had a cap on, with the hip hop flavour going on. I liked it. Haha. Though when we spoke I then realised that she's really just the same. I think. I mean she sounds the same, and she speaks the same way she did 5 years ago. It was really a surprise.

And I thought of how everyone thought that we were together just because we sat together for 3 whole years. Haha we were good friends back then. I still remember how we would compete to see who could finish writing our 生字 first. And that she would always win, yet her writings were always neater than mine. Good times.

Don't you find it weird that all the good times are the old times. And it just makes you feel that times just get worse as it goes. It's that what it is? I'm deviating. Ish.

Oh anyways, it's getting late. It's actually 2.28 am in the morning. Just in time for some sleep. I'm getting dizzy, fuzzy, wuzzy, whatever.

*Osteria. You know who are you, lady from Swin Burn. Hah. *