We're young. And we take advantage of the people who love us, especially our family. We always think "Oh they're family, they will always be here" but well that's not how it works. You'll just be sitting  home one day, and then you'll get a call. I got it from my mom, and she told me to get ready. And then, everything else will just happen so quickly. The next thing you know, you'll be standing infront of a lifeless body, thinking to yourself "Why didn't I appreciate him when he was around?" Before you know it, the tears roll start rolling down your cheeks, and mucus flowing down your nose. And your head hurts and you'll feel numb. The truth is, you don't feel sad because someone has passed on, you feel the pain because you're filled with regret. Regret for not spending enough time with him, regret for always putting your friends before your own blood. And regret for knowing that sooner or later, all the others will slowly start dissapearing too. You see the closer relatives moaning, "My brother, My brother, why did you leave me?" And you'll start to think, "How if it was my brother? Or my mom? Or my dad?" Sooner or later, the other kids, younger than you, start coming. And their tears and screams, is what really breaks you.

Isn't it ironic? How it takes a sad event, like a funeral, to get the whole family together? Things like that, change you. You'll start appreciating your loved ones more. You'll start being nicer to people. And you'll start understanding things better.

Somebody, anybody, please take care of my grandmother tomorrow. I doubt she's going to be fine.

25th May 2012

Rest In Peace, Grandpa Julian. You really fought with this sickness till the very end. We're going to miss you dearly. I'm so sorry I can't be there tomorrow.

Maybe if you stop taking everything so seriously, you'll be happier.

Trust me, it'll work.

I'm sorry. I know there's just too many of them.

"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to"

I'm so excited to drink orange juice in tiny plastic cups on the plane HAHA

OH YAY SEMESTER 1 IS OVER!
Didn't do much today in school today. CCA/House Leaders investiture didn't go as bad as I pictured it to be. "You must be a good girl, and be more responsible okay?" Haha, Mrs LHP is such an encouraging teacher. Looks like I can't skip CCA anymore, but hopefully I'll reach the required 75% of attendance by the end of the year! MIB 3 with Kelly, Ching, Justina and Evelyn turned out to be pretty fun. Our plan to "bond and become closer" worked quite well! Haha you guys should've heard Justina's reactions when all the aliens appeared. Got frolick before going back to Plaza Sing just to waste some time, and we ended up playing Hide&Seek in Spotlight before heading home. Haha thanks guys, I had a great day with y'all.
Let's hope my plans for tomorrow and Saturday will work out well.

Today, or probably tomorrow, will be the start of my "Start Studying/Reading More/Watching More Documentaries So You'll Make It In Life" Plan. Started thinking about what Mr. Wu told me on Thursday, about how it's not good to be too competitive as it'll just add redundant stress and make me more angry with myself. But I don't do it in the "I want to kill all of you guys so I'll make it to the top" way. It's more of a "I just want to be as good as you guys" kind of way. HAHA but it still isn't really very good.
Photo taking today was actually quite okay. And the rest of the time was spent going through corrections, filing and sitting in circles on the floor talking about Perth, Haha. And I hope you guys liked my coffee chocolate cupcakes, although they were a little burnt :( Skipped CCA photo taking for Macdonalds' with Vidhya, Angela, Franky and Pei Shyuen. Is it just me, or are apple pies really hard to eat?

Last 3 days of school for the semester. Let's not waste it being an over-thinking sensitive child okay?

Yes, from now onwards, Sunday's going to be my favourite day. I love how it usually starts off with mass with Sheriann and Cherlyn. And breakfast with the rest at R.K. where the Muslim lady would always ask us to "Faster eat, rushing right?" Because many many weeks ago, we told her to hurry serve us our pratas or we won't make it back in time for class. And she has never forgotten the 6 of us ever since. Rushing up the hill to make it back by 11 so we wouldn't have to stack chairs after lesson end, and listening to our catechist talk for an hour or so before getting separated into our classes. Taking the bus down to Dessert Bowl/Macs/Nex after class, and going home to find the entire family still sleeping, and having an hour or two to myself. Getting ready for Taekwondo class, and then deciding not to go if C doesn't go. And using the time to blog about how my Sunday went, when nobody actually cares. HAHAHA.

Same thing happens, EVERY. SINGLE. WEEK.
But for some reason, I like it. A lot.