My holiday life is not like a holiday, busy but very interesting!!
HeHeHe! My days are filled with muzic :) !
I admit I not yet started my homework but promised to do it after my birthday and before x'mas:D I've thought a lot these few days,I am picturing on how tensed my life would be next year...
#1 MCO concert
#2 CNY celebration
#3 March music exchange
#4 SYF central judging, and step down:'((((
#5 O level chinese
#6 June holiday intensive period
#7 Prelims
#8 O level examinations
Currently I can only think of the above mentioned events for the coming year. I guess it would be a long, tiring, challenging and fresh for everyone of us. The good thing about new year is that you can start yourself afresh for a new life! Whatever mistakesyou made this year, make sure you dont do it again(:
Just now my cousin came over my house, that was my first time talking so much with her. I suddenly had a strange feeling that it's quite fun to chat with cousins. She actually gave me a familiar sense from my friend Jolene(; Well... After chatting so much with her, I realise how hard growing-up years would be.....
I never knew that I'm growing up so fast. It was just like a dream that yesterday I had just stepped into WGS in sailormon uniform, being rebellious, skipping CCA, not handing up homework, passing letters in class... I felt that these childish things had just happened yesterday but in factual it happened two years ago. My conductor said I've grown up, this sentence affected me a lot as I realised that I really grew. I always hate the feeling of growing up....
I NEVER WANTED TO GROW UP!!! You know why there are many teens wanting to grow up? Because they just want to reach the legal age of 18 years old, so that they can smoke, and watch whatever kinds of movies they want!
I still miss those times I was a junior, still learning earnestly, being mocked about my name, being laughed at my unglams,and laughing uncontrollably wherever I go. Although these things are still carrying out everyday, but it makes a difference to our age limit.
Inspired from someone on FB: "We're too old to play, too young to discuss mature things, too childish to cry, too young to scold, too old to read enid blyton" What are we now?