Potluck @ Nana's crib
Poly favourites
& the boy
It's alr been half past 2011 and shld I say despite the smooth sail as yet, I wish uni can be gotten over & done with in just as quick a blink of an eye as things have always gone past me.
It's really pretty much of a change ever since school started a few weeks ago. I start falling asleep as early as 10pm; I barely get to meet the usuals whom I used to meet everyday anymore because they've all started working; I'm hanging out with my poly peeps alot now. The frequent meet-ups make us reminisce how school days in TP used to be so fun, how we behave in classes & teachers didn't like us but none of that really matter, how we can migrate from canteen to canteen after school for the whole noon/evening & not get bored of them, play card games/chit-chat/shop till we decided to give classes a miss, and that sense of belonging when we see all the usual faces each time we walk down the corridor - None of which feels the same in this new surrounding I call my school now.
Time & time again I try convincing myself that further studies isn't a wrong choice made, but if this is so then why do I always have to go through the same mental argument & feel so worn out all these while?