Well, the holiday’s over, so now I’m back home. It’s a little strange, saying I’m back home. When the holiday starts and I go to my parents’ house, it’s also ‘back home’ for me. My friend once pointed this out to me, but I can’t remember who. =P

Back in the city also means back to school. It’s nice, seeing everyone again. No one’s changed too drastically; a haircut here and there, some new rumours, but nothing too drastic. What not nice is getting up at five thirty in the morning and actually sitting through the lessons. And don’t forget that annoying classmate. Some people should have ‘I will learn to shut up’ or ‘I will try to be less self-centered this year’ on their resolution.

This semester already looks to be one of those semesters that just seem to fly by. Big exams lie ahead, including the entrance examination for NTU, which makes me dread my birthday more and more each day. And there are the practical exams, which is possibly more alarming than the written one. I just wish I didn’t have to work with that said annoying classmate. *sighs* I pride myself in being a pretty patient person, but Mother Teresa is probably the only person who would be able to tolerate him smilingly.

Maybe I should start channeling Mother Teresa for now. I won’t have to deal with him again in a couple of months anyway (here’s hoping I won’t ever see him in college). I do have more important matters in mind. Like the fact that I only have four months left in high school, and that though I know things might change and people grow apart, I still wish that, when I get married, my best friends would be there to tease me, that my bridesmaid may be the girl I know since I was nine. Or the fact that once I set out into the ‘real’ world, I might not be able to live as a writer and have to find a ‘real’ job.

So much for positive thinking.

Labels: friends, home, reflection, school

comment? / top