so i've decided to let the sun rise again. after about almost 10months of not blogging, this feeling's so weird. looking back at past posts are even more hilarious and yet embarrassing. it's stupid how i dreaded mrs khong's lessons when her lessons are better than the lessons in sec4. i miss the SWAMI home - that mad old indian lady who's so fierce that she's funny, the uncle (whose names i should have learnt) that never seems to forget and always waves, the demetia folks who surprising remember us.

o's are over but not yet over... technically it's over but it's not fully over cos of the stupid mcq papers. the brainless things the timetable setters just do every year to torture o level students. damn.

well, i've cleared half of my room this morning, throwing out anything irrelevant, childish or just junk. saddest parts were throwing away all my little trinkets i kept as a child, cant believe i was such a karang-guni, and growing up was just plain childishly stupid, hopelessly hanging on to childhood memories, as if keeping those junk would ever be meaningful. i guess sweet memories were brought back. but i've decided to just keep those memories in my heart, no more materialistic items to hold on to that memory. afterall, if they really meant that much, it would be with me for however i wanna hold on to them. but one mistake i will not make again is to give/throw away my kiddy books. the greatest and stupidest mistake i've made in my life- thinking that i'm all grown up and will never ever read those book. thank goodness my mom had more sense and kept a few. lost most of my enid blyton books though, sadly. maybe one day, few years from now i'll regret throwing away all the junk from childhood cos those are what my memories are. but if i really do keep them, i cant imagine how much space i'll need. my room and cupboards are so much more spacious now, in fact they're EMPTY. it's amazing.

oh well, enough for now. clearing (half) my room has been fulfilling but now it's time to hit the books ):