LOVE ♥

Hello Readers,

It has indeed been a long time since my last post but today I'd like to share about my life in Junior College thus far and about LOVE.

Perhaps, the best thing worth congratulating would be my MYE Results. Well, maybe they won't seem like much to the vast majority, but I see hope in these grades. So, let's start with the best. Hehe.

MATH - A

CL - B

GEOG - D

GP - D

HIST - D

ECON - S

The most regretful thing would be my sleeping during the Economics paper. I could totally kill myself for that (maybe not) but someone, which I will talk about later, stopped my reckless thoughts. Haha! After a draining 2.5h Geography paper, my brain was too dry to even focus on keeping myself awake. It was a torture having to TRY to keep my brain thinking. Goodness, me. Anyway, dozing off for one out of the two hours had me 10/30 for my Case Study Questions. Nice one, Ad, nice one. Then somehow, I woke up for the last hour, still drowsy, trying so hard to squeeze in 2 essay questions. I finished but failed it - 12/25. Ah well, lesson learnt! (:

Mathematics is definitely the love of my lifetime, other than Music of course. Oh, the 'M's. It seems to me that it's no longer a bonus to be scoring A's & B's for Maths. Rather, it would be a tragedy to do badly. Tragic. I don't even want to talk about the rest of my subjects but yes, improvement can be made.

NOW...

LOVE. 'When?', 'How?' and most importantly, 'WHO?'. SUCH COMPLICATIONS THAT TURN TEENAGE GIRLS LIVES AROUND. All my life, I've been a playgirl, knowing (or at least thinking) nobody would love me. I call it boy-hopping. Yup, that's what I did. Boy, to boy, to boy. Was it true love, or desperation that drove me? Maybe. Was it stress? Unlikely. Was it for attention? Perhaps. I guess they call it "friend zone" now. Well, there has to be a reason why I'm actually bringing up such shameful stories of the past. *wink*

But before I get to that, I'd like to address the 'when' part. When? As an average 16 going on 17 year old teenager (saying I'm average might insult some, haha) with parents who are extremely conservative and uptight about relationships, I can't say for sure when. 21, maybe? That's the only thing I can think about when the law gives us our license into adulthood. Maybe then, they'd allow boy-girl relationships. Do we necessarily have to wait that long? It is extremely difficult to keep on hiding BGR. I know they just want to make sure we make the right decisions in life, but sometimes, we need to decide for ourselves. We need to know what the fruits of our labour and what the success of choices taste like. We need to feel what making the wrong choices is like. If we always play on the safe side of life, avoiding mistakes our parents made, when will we ever learn? When will we ever learn to stand on our own two feet instead of being flung around on puppet strings? Oops, I'm drifting. Anyway, I guess, for me, the right time would be whenever I'm ready to take care of two lives. Two very important lives - mine & his.

Now that I'm too lazy to continue blabbering, sorry for the nonsense above but I've finally come to the last part...

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Yours truly,

♥