It was just 7months ago where we were all "studying" in class for our O level exams. The number on top of our whiteboard indicating the days to O level will slowly decrease day by day. The atmosphere in class became tense, and if I'm not wrong people were still playing daidi during free periods?? Lol.

Then came O levels. Since most of my papers were in the afternoon, I would arrive about 2hours early to sit in the school canteen have lunch and anxiously flip through my notes 1million times and pray that it will all turn well. The most scary experience is when you step in the hall, you know that there is no turning back. I think the most dreaded paper for me was Biology. We have to memorise so much shit, and I mean ALOTTTT of shit for the O level. In the end, tested only afew chapters. DOTS -_- Last paper was Bio paper 1 and then it was time for celebration!!

Next thing to do was prepare for Prom! Or rather Graduation night -_- All the "planning" which we did during our free time didn't come true :( Spent a bomb, ate sucky food and didn't take as many pictures as I would have wished too.

Not long after, I started to work at Meritus mandrin thanks to Beng Loon who introduced me this job :D It was a good experience working there. My whole body ached after my first day and I was in agony!!!!! But soon it became okay and I made many new friends. I'll really miss the days sneaking in to the kitchen to tou chi with those ahmas. (esp my fav AhMoi. HAHAHA.) Not to mention making friends with the cheifs who will give you a whole plate of western desset all to yourself if you're lucky. Because of this job, I also got to work at the Istana which is like once-in-a-life time thing for a 17year old. Good times man.

Day of results came. Mrs Tan powerpoint damn short = bad news. We did worse than the previous batch, but for me I did better than I expected. Filled in our choices of school and I put DMC first choice. Got my first choice and I started to think and regret it. For some reason I really wanted to go PJC at that point of time. Was depressed for like 2 weeks, had a breakdown and got over it. Wasted my life away until I got the Tiger Beer job, had my 2nd depression shit yesterday and now school is starting. Last time I would go "OMG 3MORE MONTHS TO SCHOOL. Gonna rot my life away." and now I go "OMG 2 MORE DAYS TO SCHOOL, why time fly so fast???". The irony of my life.

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