Sometimes, the things in life that you hates the most keep pricking you. I need space. It’s only the 16th of January but many are already falling sick with virus and fever. And I can feel the pressure of O-levels that is coming in 9 months time.
Some feathers have certainly been ruffled by the winds in Singapore this week. In a country where the average wind speed is around 15 to 20 kilometres per hour, it has reached the time of the year when that figure goes up to 30 to 40 kmh.
http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20090116/tap-794-uncommon-strong-winds-singapore-231650b.html
Interesting. No wonder I’m now prone to flu almost every single night. ):
The day today was rather fine. Lessons was alright I guess. Could cope. Issac was so freaking happy because he could do the questions by himself. 180 degrees turn that guy will make. (:
After class, was the ever-so-boring CIP. But it was okeh I guess. Grouped with KimYet, HaoYang and Felicia. Oh yes, imagine the noises! The lift was rather stupid. Maximum of 8 persons but as the lift was closing, with Group 3 with us, the lift doors reopened and the two guys, being very gentlemanly, went out. Felicia and I found it rather LOL.
So CIP was a very funny thing today. I don’t know why.
Flag day tomorrow. Hehe.
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It doesn’t mean that when I keep quiet, I’m sad. It doesn’t mean that when I keep quiet, I can be stepped all over.
I’m thinking. Thinking of what? Of everything.
Letting go. A new life. A new year. What’s going to happen tomorrow, or in fact later.
I just need a time to think. Is that so hard to ask for?
Sweet Love
Toodles.