Hello all,
I've decided to do some blogging 'cause there's really nothing much to do at my cousin's house. Well, I could have watched a movie but my cousin's busy studying at the moment and I don't really want to watch it alone. (No fun in alone stuff). So... I'll just rant here, I guess.
Oh. It's my cousin's birthday today. You're probably thinking why she's busy studying when it's her birthday. Well, all I can say is - 3 sisters. Yeah, the youngest' birthday. She just turned 16! Sweet sweet 16th. I miss the times... Guess we're all old now. I'm 20. Old old 20th. It sounds so sad suddenly. Pssh at the sudden negativity. (This keyboard makes it hard to type. My own typos are annoying me) I think we're gonna cut the cake soon before it's midnight! (cause my uncle just returned from a dinner)
Hmm let's see. What can I talk about right now?
Oh yeah, yesterday, I saw a huge moth. It is so disgusting. Guess the whole whooha~ about the moth migrating/invasion thing is real. But they are just so... HUGE. and gross looking. I used to be super scared of moths. And then one night, I was freaking out during dinner since a moth decided to visit my house. My mum told me that it could probably be my grandpa or some ancestor that decided to visit. Funny theory. (It's a chinese superstition thing). I actually bought the story and wasn't that scared anymore. Although I still freak out when it comes within a meter radius. Insects and me - horrible match. But still, here I am, 20 yrs old and still clinging onto that belief that it's a harmless relative. Hmm, harmless.
BRB next time! Time to cut the cake! Hurray~
Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHAR!
You're really a big baby that behaves like a puppy sometimes but it's all cool.
Cheers.
Trecia gotta go eat cake,
see ya all!
^ ^
(Was back and edited the post)
I read back my posts and realised how my personality changes. Like everyday. Hopefully, it is for the better. Yeah~
During internship, I was so sick of people. Demanding people. But I guess that's also an experience. Eye-opening. Made new friends. Got more insights on certain stuff.
Then, ranting about how my parents are not supportive of me. Whatever I was thinking at that time, I was so childish. Perhaps selfish too. Did I really mature so much within a year?
Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow morning and go ''F**K this world! I'm never waking up again!"
Or maybe I'll be like "Rainbows and unicorns! Today is the perfect day to donate all my bank savings!"
What am I saying this time. Urgh, cake must have gotten to me. (It is delicious. Yumyum)
Tomorrow I'm returning to Singapore. (Hah, sounds like I'm in a faraway country when actually I can just swim over if I'm allowed to) Just signed up for a GV membership too. So I'll probably be searching for some sort of promotion and watching a movie. (maybe alone...anyone?) And I'm gonna apply for JCU. Some program which I'm not gonna reveal till I get in. Hopefully, I do. (Cross my fingers. Really really hard).
Oh. And I read about how I did a music video review on exo's growl and how I complained about exo having too many members (although lesser than SuperJunior). And how I only remembered Baekhyun, Tao, Lay, Kris, Luhan and Kai. I am so amused with myself. Well, I was abt 7 months younger then. I grew up. Now, I can easily name them all but let's not go there. Just for laughs, I used to annoy my friend, who is an exo fan, how their names are so dumb. I kept listing them as Lay Han Kai Kris Min Tao Hyun. I don't even make any sense do I?
Alright. Enough of typing. I'm getting bored with myself. Kay, bye.
I really think that tomorrow morning, I'll just be thinking "Bloody hell. I'm not going home"
Although I should really be home to learn my piano properly, record a few songs, clean up my room, clear my desk, finish my uni application and change my guitar. So many things to do, so much time to procrastinate.
The real bye this time, bye bye.
Quote of the day:
YOLO (you only live once) is wrong. You live everyday but you only die once.
Just... make use of the everyday that you're living.
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