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Saturday, March 20, 2010

in a blink of an eye, it's march 2010.
approaching april soon..
suddenly had a kind of oldie feeling.
gg 22 soon!

i still hope i won't grow old.
growing up is a kind of sucky feeling.
deteriorating health, added stress-level, added responsibilities.....
and loads more!!

life's like that..
for some reason, pple got tgt.
had fun tgt, stayed thru thick and thin tgt etc etc etc..
but one day, somehow u still have to lead ur own life..
u grew up, got busy with ur own stuffs,
got into relationships, lotsa ups and downs..
and eventually lesser time for ur frens and family.
is this the so called growing up process?

im not trying to get emotional here.
just pen-ing down my thoughts and feelings.

I can't really remember what happened when I was a baby. As far as I can remember, my childhood process started when I was in kindergarden. As a kid, I had short golden hair and brown eyes. Kindergarden and primary school life gave me quite an unpleasant childhood experience. Got bullied quite often back then. Didn't really like school. I remember when I was in kindergarden, I told my mum that I did not want to attend school. She threatened to remove my uniform in public if that was the case. I did it myself - WITHOUT her help. Thinking of it now, that was funny though. I had my own thinking ever since i was a kid!

I got myself a couple of close friends after I moved on to primary school life. The silliest thing I ever did in primary school was popping vitamin pills with my best friend back then and hoping to do better in exams! I admit that was really stupid. Haha! The teacher that I had very deep impression was Mrs Chan Lan Inn - a bloody fierce form teacher. I remembered lots of my classmates fear her a lot as she really hits people hard on the back and face. Damn bloody violent.

Went on to secondary school with a PSLE aggregate score of 207. I was so relieved I managed to get into express stream as my parents had high expectations of me. Secondary school life was the time that i enjoyed most. Though my mum was at her strictest back then, I still had time with friends I enjoyed spending time with. Well, people come and go. Mostly who stayed was people whom I know since secondary school. :)

Got through O level, got in 'Chemical Process Technology' course in Singapore Polytechnic. I was pretty close with 2 classmates during first year but after getting into different specialisation in the 2nd and 3rd year, we started to get distant and eventually stop contacting one another. And again, people come and go. That's the cruelty of life. New classmates came into my life once again. So far, Chloe is the only one that stayed. My definition of people whom stayed are those that I had constant contact with. Not those whom I met like less than 5times a year during gatherings or birthdays. I do had plenty of such friends though. Well, I guess poly life was the start of a young adult life? Got into my first relationship back then, when I was 18. It lasted for about 2yrs 8months - until after my graduation from polytechnic and was at the start of my working life. The road to recovery after the relationship ended was real tough. I was lucky I had friends who stood by me, and counselled me. It took me about 6 months to really got over everything. That was really the worst period of my life - I went drinking almost every week. I was so thankful I had these friends. If not I think would have sank into depression.

I hate this growing up process because people whom I treasure loads eventually got busy with their own stuffs and have lesser time for friends. But still, life does go on isn't it?