So once again, HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY, NIC!
His birthday bash's video is in my previous post, so take a look only if you're interested.
Travelled all the way from Yck to KAP at Bukit Timah 'cos partner was unusually attracted to that place today.
That place is still the same.
Guess not everything changes with time, does it?
Did some homework before heading home at half past five.
On my way home, those nostalgic memories started flooding my mind, & I was so tempted to just shout at the driver to stop the bus so I would be able to stroll down to my primary school.
On second thoughts, I've decided to abandon the idea 'cos I remembered that MA had left the school (>:), so there isn't anymore teachers I wanna visit. =#
Time really does fly.
If only it could fly now =.="
& I thought through what Jeanette said, the part about not bothering what others think about me as long as I'm happy with myself.
But that's human's instinct, isn't it?
To care about what others comment, to mind if we're pleasing to other people's precious eyes.
Is it really possible to just ignore these statements?
"I live for myself, & not for others"
Does that mean we can just do whatever shit we want & ignore the attention attracted?
I guess not.
Sigh, but my blog is the only thing I'm ever proud of.
'Cos it records the parts & parcels of my secondary school life (with the exception of Sec One)
& it seems that not many people are comfortable with it, judging by the results of my poll which I put up sometime ago.
I thought people would enjoy what I enjoy when I go to someone else's blog- pictures
Instead of just boring words.
In the end, I got people thinking that what I've uploaded is considered truckloads.
I don't deny that I'm vain to some extent, but c'mon, who's not?
But I can confirm that I ain't as vain as SOME people.
Still, people don't agree with me on that, right?
So am I supposed to like change way of typing or remove ALL pictures from my blog to suit the tastes of these people?
(I know I'm gonna get many negative comments after this)

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