Not even a bit?
It's been SO LONG since I've posted something on this cyber-dust-collecting blog,
Even the log in page looks different.
So ... where do I start?
Tomorrow's my graduation day.
I guess this could be considered the first, since kindergarten doesn't count and I missed primary because of stupid chicken pox.
Yes, I can't stop telling the whole world about my tragic past.
5 years, 5 friggin' years.
Well, some time in the future, I'll think of these 5 years as a minor part of my life. Very minor.
But right now, this very moment, the climax of the 17 (almost 18) of my life is written in these 5 years ...
Probably the coming week,
My major exams.
Then again, SPM doesn't overshadow these 5 years.
I believe it's the friends and people I interact with that makes these 5 years what it really is.
Did that make sense?
Gosh, this seems to be getting a little corny.
Sounds like a year-end post, heh.
But the story doesn't end here.
It's another beginning.
Yes, ANOTHER beginning.
My freedom will only last slightly more than half-a-month,
Because my college life starts on the 3rd of January.
I'm officially a SASA-rian,
A scholarship offered by HELP.
I'm not thrilled at all.
In fact, I'm intimidated.
When I was in HELP,
Getting ready for my interview,
I went through the brochure and saw that one of their mottoes is 'To Be Significant'.
I could TOTALLY relate with that.
I DO want to be significant.
Not rich, famous, powerful,
Yet, during the award ceremony,
I see people from higher class areas,
With that significant look on their faces ...
The whole vibe is entirely different from those that I've grew up in.
I wonder how in the world could I get use to that.
I'm not a fan of venturing into the unknown ...
Guess I won't be going far?
I don't feel like being significant.
Maybe I'm just not meant to be some intellectual individual,
Just some common person that blends into the ever-changing society.
Maybe I'm not destined for awesomeness like Barney (NO, not the purple dinosaur).
Oh wait, his awesomeness has another definition.
So everyone tells me to concentrate on SPM and put aside other stuff.
But I can't.
I just can't.
I just lost the mood to continue this.
Shall disappear for another ... month or so.