Ironical change

omg.. realized its been like damn long since i posted around 3 months.. hahas... but guess it doesnt really matter because nobody really reads this blog.. hahas..
decided to keep up with my blog during this holiday.. done about half of my homework but planning to complete everything within this week before i go for my holiday though at Bali.. hahas...
Sometimes not very sure.. used to think the whole world's revolving around myself but now i seem to think it through because it really isnt the case.
Just a random thought though, weekiat was like super shocked i could play piano when he saw me playing at the freaking stuffy school hall and he said he wanted to learn so that he could express his emoness which sounds kind of stupid and funny at the same time.. Honestly, i did feel kind of emo while playing piano.. All my friends have like kind of changed? Only Joyce is here with me at AJ but both of us have our different sets of routines and stuff to do.. Apart from going to school together everyday i guess thats the only connection have left with whats left of BP. kind of missed my secondary school now. I was like playing piano in the school hall and i looked around at the somewhat strange unfamiliar school hall and i suddenly thought of the times i spent at the school hall playing piano during recess time.. hahahs...>< how annoying and yet fun at the same time..
Added responsibilities, they bring about a sense of pride within me but i still feel better as a sectional leader even though in charge of a very slack one but we were all conncted in some way, Pearlynn me Yeerui Wan Qing and everyone else. I was still the childish, always joking SL in the group. With added responsibilities, with a club to handle, i always find that we can longer behave the same way as we did because everyone is expecting you to act more mature and be able to handle the stuff allocated as well as your studies. There is a burden but it is still manageable.. The only thing that i will probably reminisce is the behaviour we can exhibit now.
Age changes the way we feel, think? But can we stop age from changing our lives?
We dont crack the jokes we used to, dont talk th same way, dont play with the weirdest and most irritating stuff.. Its something i looked forward to but now i seem to just regret my age that i cant stop from increasing.. how ironical it may seem its still what i feel nevertheless.. But one thing i am looking forward to is Speech day at BP. The place i guess i will really feel at home and the place where so many memories have been left behind there... :) lets all look forward to that day.