Release of O's results

The long awaited day has arrived.. the release of the 'O' level results.. not that it concerns me anyway.. was finally the lil' sister's turn to collect her result slip.. heart thumping, palms sweating, mind in a blur moment.. whereby they kept you in suspense by making you sit through some speech before you finally get to lay hands on the all important slip.. those were the days.. the one most dreaded day of my life.. the one that determined life and death.. sigh.. that one day. Looking back.. maybe I should have studied more.. maybe just a lil' harder... regrets.. happens to everyone.. no use crying over spilled milk they say.. let bygones be bygones.. haha.. didn't get the grades in which I expected to.. got snubbed and mocked at.. given the cold shoulder by mom and pops for a couple of months.. given the "I'm so disappointed in you, I expected you to get better grades and move to a JC and a U later on" speeches and so on.. man.. gimme a break.. thus.. ended up in some fucked up ITE.. an ITE can you bloody believe it.. the end of my life (almost..felt like the end of the world to me anyway)... and imagine the countless times in which people go like "so which JC or poly are you in now? JC right? You were from the express stream what.. Raffles? Anderson?" imagine me having to tell them.. um... neither.. I'm in... ite.. sigh.. life was hell.. didn't help much that the parents were ignoring me either.. therefore 2 years of my life.. down the drain.. literally.. even on the first day of school.. I was antipating the last day.. it was hell right from the start.. so this time's the lil' sis's turn.. though she didn't do any better then me.. the parents were much more supportive of her.. thinking of alternatives and such.. even encouraged her to join NAFA if she really was keen on it.. life.. is just fucking unfair.. does shit always happen to the eldest or am I just plain unlucky? The "pioneer batch" as I was told.. therefore I get the crap and the subsequent ones get it easy.. not much of a use in saying anything now anyway.. the 2 years were officially burnt though I did meet a couple of sweet people there.. namely Azera, Noreen, Jeanie and Eric (mind you there aren't many.. most of 'em are just plain dumb.. 75% at least?).. sad memories which ought to be burnt and destroyed.. therefore I'm refusing to attend the class gathering.. definately not one place I want to remember being in. Try being in the top class from the sec school and dropping rock bottom, ending up in some dumb assed ite.. fucking embarrassing thats for sure.. thank goodness I survived..

Anyway.. was at ECP with Jacques and Rach darls.. been a pretty long time since I cycled.. I miss the wind blowing in my face and such.. borrowed Jacque's blades.. and being a rookie.. fell a couple of times.. must have looked real dumb.. oh and a couple of bruises on the arse as evidence (still is sore..argh!).. after the tedious fallings and all.. decided to call it a day and had dinner at Geylang.. lotsa great food there.. just gotta tolerate those weird stares if you get my drift.

Sunset @ ECP

Sigh.. the big 21's coming but somehow the excitement just ain't there.. I'm starting to feel that there's nothing special 'bout it.. just another year older in this quiet little mundane life of mine.