This morning, i tried on my school skirt for the seventeeth time since school shut their hell gates on me. I am not pleased. It rested snugly on my tummy, refusing to budge. Oh gawd. The misery. I just did a thousand crunches and checked my weight- which by the way did not increase, not even by 500 grams, i believe. I made sure of that. But oh heck; weighing machines lie very well, don't they? CHANGEchangebloodyfuckingChanges.
I used believe that i can adjust well to change but truth is, getting comfortable with the ever-changing enviroment around me takes a very long time. I guess i don't welcome change; unless it's changes i brought upon myself, of course.
But it's okay. Next year will be fine. All horror stories i've heard are just that- stories. Haha. Er, right? How bad can it be. Stop expecting the worst and just cling on to the one thing that hasn't changed & pray for the best (Farah, looks like i'll be clinging on to you for dear life, hahah, kidding, you better hope not or else you'll be crippled for life).
Oh i'd welcome a transition from MI to NUS/NTU/SMU anytime though. Sadly, that kind of change needs alot of work. Oh dammit. Good things are so hard to come by eh? Ok, get a grip. It's no big deal. Really, just stop whining!
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