there's wonder.

the morning sun shone persistently on my still-shut eyelids.


rise and shineeee eee ee!



woke up thinking: "i am gonna make the most out of my teenage years."
i have so many exciting stuffs running circles in my head that it barely fits.

i have always thought that my front line of defence against too much of thinking is... sleep but this crazy experience i had a few days back had ruined the rest of my self-confidence. Well literally. Actually it was about me having three consecutive dreams of collecting spm results in the same night. I had these dreams just right before the announcement day. How insanely ridiculous i can't. Clearly i did not sleep well. And all i felt in my stomach when i woke up was butterflies, the not beautiful kind.

with sweats all over my body as i walked towards the school hall where everyone was anxiously waiting at. Upon seeing my classmates, i was reminded of how terribly they had been missed. Good times good times. :')


i found myself in a place of vague contentment when i got my results slip after i've had enough of all this waiting. I wouldn't say i am not at all happy though. That's okay i guess as my hard work did pay off. I am satisfied.
AH. I was SO happy for my friends who achieved excellent results. I could totally see such genuine joy in their faces and whaaaaat? those smiles, so charming!

when i was having some alone time, literally, i awoke with lights playing on my eyelids,
"why?"  
"what if i got straight A's?"  

all that "what if's"



and mom, that was hurtful. I cried but i am totally capitalizing on this cry. Thanks.

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