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Sheena Ashley (L)
Twenty Six March
Eighteen

Desires
My Loverboy
A new cellphone
Pretty tops,
bottoms
& dresses
And the list goes on




Sunday, January 11, 2009

It seems like yesterday when I stepped into Mr Yeo's office.
Somehow, I was like begging him for a chance to let me stay in Bowen to do my O levels.
I still remembered he asked me what course I am aiming for and I replied an IT course in NYP.
I have dreams and I want to accomplish them.
Me, Myself don't even understand why I am not taking things seriously.
Perhaps, I am born in a sliver spoon.
Everything is provided for me.
& I take things for granted cause I never once had to worry about my next meal or whether I had to wear clothes with holes.
I should thank Mummy and Daddy for that.
When Mummy cares for me, I shouted at her for being sucha pest.
Can you imagine my mother actually BEG me to study.
She told me this: Sheena, I beg you, please study. Seriously, I beg you. I beg I beg I beg you.
I am not trying to be dramatic here but it is the truth.
In a blink of an eye, it is the end of O's and I am getting my results back tmr.
Somehow,I knew, it killed me.
Okay, I shouldn't say it killed me.
I killed myself.
You can say I commit suicide.
I didn't treasure the chance he (Mr Yeo) gave me.
I am suppose to accomplish my dreams!
Perhaps, it is the lack of motivation?
Or maybe, I am just way too tired to mug after mugging so hard the year before for N's.
Honestly, to me, all these are excuses.
I wasted a year of my life being a redundant.

I did a little reflection moments ago.
I came to realize I spent last year in a very wrong way.
Instead of studying hard, I was loving hard.
Call me dumb.
I was loving a man who can't be moved so hard.
In the end, we didn't get together and the funniest part is I am over him now.
Come to think of that, everything I did went into the drain in the speed of light.
& I don't see a point for me to love him like a mad dog.
It affected my studies so badly.
Apart from that, laziness had overcome me time after time.
Today, I have to bear the consequences of my actions.

I don't ask for much.
All I want is just another chance in Bowen.
To accomplish my dreams.
And this time, I will study hard.
Yeah yeah,
Talk is cheap ; Actions speaks.
I will prove that.
All I need is just another chance. ):

Labels: Damm Regret