
I swear, this would be the longest post, get popcorns :
I finally got a chance to stay at home for the whole day. I still cant bring myself to believe that it’s already a new year. I’m turning seventeen in 3 months time. No joke. Few months ago, i felt so happy because i’m finally turning a year older. My parents can care less about me yada yada. But today, when i sat down and think back. I felt so foolish. Because I’ve wasted so many years, i screw up so much in my entire life.
I remember how kindergarden life was. So fun and interesting. Then, I didnt felt any sense of dread whenever it was monday (Well, perhaps i didnt even know what’s monday then.) My greatest regret for those years was, i couldnt buy the toys i wanted. I still remember in kindergarden 1, one of my classmate flashed himself infront of me. I didnt feel embarrass. That’s what innocent is. When graduation day came, there wasn’t any sadness. We just said bye, and head back home. I started screwing up my life in kindergarden 2. I stole a candy bar from a supermart. Thank goodness, i wasn’t caught then. Till now, i could still remember it. That was my first and last time.
On the first day of primary 1, parents then werent like the present one. They didnt took out cameras to capture down the memories of their young ones ( that’s so unlike now) on the first day of school.Perhaps they werent anxious over it (or is it only my parents?) I remembered how i didnt hand up my assignments and ended up marking it myself (Of course without my teacher’s permission). I was so innocent or put it bluntly, -foolish that once, my friend and i exchanged money. I gave her a 50 cent coin and she gave a dollar in return, So i could purchase a pencil crayon. My mum found out and my sister had to accompany me to my friend to return her the money. I didnt receive any allowance for that week. In Primary 2, i wore my friend’s specs. I thought it was so cool. And i ended up having to get one in primary 4. My form teacher then, would often punish us. And i cant remember how many countless times i’ve gotten hit on my palms due to talking non stop. I dont remember how hard i study. But at the end of first sem, i got last in class. I didnt feel sad. But in sem 2, the last sem. I was sweeping the classroom floor while teacher was announcing the class positions. and she said that the last position is the same person as sem 1. I felt so embarrassed.
In primary 3, my form teacher told us to tell the class what is our dream occupation. When it was my turn, I stood up and told the class that i want to be a police. Laughter filled the room. Until now, i’ve no idea what they’re all laughing about. In primary 4, I finally worked a little harder and got into the top 10. I felt so happy. I never know how nice the feeling was. Since then, the inside of me, wants to excel. But in primary 5 and 6, the students in my class were so smart. I was just average.
On the day psle results were release, I stood so still. Inside me, i wasnt confident at all. Thankfully, i was placed in the express stream. Till now , i could still remember how excited i was . I called my close friend the moment i reached home. We talked non stop about what school we wanted to go. We choose the same school and got in together. My maid fetched me to Damai sec for the sec 1 briefing. Inside of me felt so empty. Because all the other students had their parents with them. while me? My maid went home.
In my secondary school years, so much events took place. I spent so much time on unnecessary things.I spent almost half of my secondary school years dating and in the end it didnt work out (like i’m so glad it didnt) .Instead i got my self esteem lowered by so much. My entire sec 3 was so ruin. In my final year, i slap myself awake and told myself this cant continue. I ended everything. And from then i studied really hard.
I’m starting school in a month time. Still, i’ve so many dreams to accomplish in future. Since young, i’ve always wanted to be a model (putting police aside). But recently, i thought of part time artist. But since i screwed up so much in my life. I guess i should stop having such a fantasy about being a model/part time artist. I’m going to study really hard in poly, Perhaps sign on for 3 years with SIA after that, then move on to university and then be a police. Dont laugh, i really want to be one.