18th Birthday

Hey world!

This year's birthday is very different, because I turned 18! And I finally got to wear my purity ring.

So my dad said that he wanted to buy me a ring for my 18th birthday, just as a special gift since I'm 'grown up' and all that. And because I'm a Christian, I wanted to make it even more special - especially for myself. I wanted to make that promise to God.

I know some people think it's stupid and rash of me. But it really isn't. I did take time to think about it.

I have never actually been that excited for my birthday. Today has been quite happy. I woke up to a message from my sister: "One year older means one year closer to your death. Haha just joking. Haopy birthday sis!"

And of course since exams are coming and we have a report due on my birthday plus lots and lots of tests the next week, my friends were too busy trying to rush to complete their report to remember it's birthday.

I don't blame them though! I really don't, I promise. I understand. I mean, if I had a report due that day I would probably forget it too. Besides, my group of friends and I don't really make a huge deal out of our birthdays anyway.

Yesterday I made a post about my sad life. It was a little emotional. But you know what? Today, I'm going to be happy and grateful for all the things I have in life.

I'm grateful for my friends, especially the ones I met in poly.

I never expected to meet people like them. I never expected to make friends like them. I am grateful, I really am. I feel like I finally found that group of friends that are meant for me, who will accept me for who I am.

I can be really pessimistic right now and say I thought that too with my previous group of friends but hey - I promised myself that I will be happy today. Today is about me being thankful for everything I have in life.

I'm not even going to bother about other people.

They aren't important to me, at least not now anyway. And I'm older now - I've learnt to understand that my priorities are not other people's priorities. I get it.

So, since I got my purity ring - I guess this means I'm officially allowed to date. Not that I have anyone anyways :/

Tomorrow I have school as per normal, except that the course management wants to talk to my class privately?! It doesn't sound very good and I hope it turns out okay.

Goodnight!

Roller Coaster Ride

Why do I always have moments like this? Where I just feel like the entire world is against me and I have no one to talk to because they will judge me because they don't understand.

Poly life has been good so far. Quite a lot of drama - which everyone thinks is my fault - around me. Maybe it really is my fault and I should be a nicer person and be less opiniated and more tolerant. But would I still be myself if I do that? The biggest struggle - how do you remain true to yourself without being annoying when you are annoying?

Sometimes I feel like the world is better off without me.

Pessimistic, I know. But I feel like all I do is add lots of drama and unnecessary conflict - according to everyone - to people around me. How do I manage a balance between staying firm to your beliefs and morals without being a bitch? How do I stay opiniated without hurting others and causing conflicts? People always say I'm always trying to pick a fight. Maybe its true. Maybe I should just be more tolerant. Maybe I shouldn't be so opiniated.

Sometimes I wish I was mute.

At least that way I won't be able to express how I feel. Then people won't say I'm being noisy. Or loud. Or irritating. Or bitchy. Or whiny. I don't know. Sometimes all I want to do is rip my voice box apart. Maybe that will make people happy.

I have never been that kind of person that is good at anything. I know a lot of stuff, I've been exposed to a lot of different sets of skills. Sports, music, studying, arts etc. I'm average at everything. Never good. Never the best. Never the one that sticks out. Never the one where people go, "Omg she is so good!".

I know I'm not the only one experiencing this. Maybe I'm just being a whiny and ungrateful bitch. I don't know.

But sometimes, I just wish I have something that I'm good at consistently.

I mean, yeah, some people say I'm good at studies - I have gotten awards before, I've also topped the class for tests/exams before. Some people say I'm good at playing the piano. I used to think I'm good too, until I realize that I am never ALWAYS good.

I know no one is always good, I know.

But at least they are most of the time, right?

I've always been good at something just like, once for every 100 times I try. It makes me so happy, and then I fall, really, really hard. It's painful. Especially when your failure was public. It's humiliating. That moment when everyone is rooting for you, counting on you, and you fail. You fail so, so, badly.

I thought I got pass that in poly. Now I know I didn't. I never did and I never will. I try to tell myself the famous quote - those who matter don't mind, and those who mind don't matter.

But we all know thats just bullshit. It's the people who mind that matters the most. It's those that matters that minds so much.

Why?

I hate my life, honestly.

Sometimes I think, just keep your friends close and get everyone to fuck off. But you know, some friends can become your worst enemy overnight. Sometimes your enemies aren't really your enemy.

Life is just a sick game, isn't it?

Again, this is the part where I wish I'll just die.

Maybe I'm just being ungrateful as usual. I'm just whining, you know, the usual. Just ignore me, really.

It is my birthday tomorrow. My 18th birthday. I'll be getting my purity ring tmr - and I'm excited and scared at the same time.

Excited because well, it's a new beginning. I made a promise to myself. And I will do all I can to keep it. Scared because..well, you'll never know. It's a secret I'll never tell. A secret I'll keep till I die.

It's probably going to be the same thing again. Be happy, be excited, and thrilled that it's my birthday. Then go home, and cry before I sleep, as usual.

Because it's been a year - and I still haven't found myself. I still don't know my place in this world. I still don't know my purpose in life. I still don't know my identity. I still don't know myself.

I'm still lost.

1am of the third day of cny

Ok. It's 1am in the morning and I'm being stupid. Again.

In my previous post I ranted/complained/whined about poly and up till now, I still don't know anyone who's going to Veterinary Bioscience. I would say I've done quite a good job trying to avoid thinking about it but now that I've started to think about it, the fear and hesitance starts coming back again.

Whyyyyyy.

I honestly don't know why I'm like this. I wish I was one of those people who are like, "OMG I'm so excited for poly! I can't wait to receive my enrolment package and sign up for camps!" Or be those people who PRAY to get into camps.

People like me just never understand. I hate camps. I hate socializing, really. I remember having a conversation with this friend, and we were talking about poly, about how if they played those games where you have to guess celebrities etc, I would fail badly at all the games. Like really badly.

Cause I could care less about fashion, gossip or celebrities lol.

So that left me thinking. Do I stay true to myself or learn to be like others?

I wish my answer was the latter. But deep down inside me I know I'm not that kind of person. Of course I would choose to stay true to myself.

Pssh, no. That's a lie. I'm just stubborn. That's it. That's the ultimate reason! I'm stubborn, selfish and sometimes stupid.

I wish, really really wish, that I would meet mature and good friends in poly. I. Want. Sincere. Friendships.

O level results - Veterinary Bioscience?

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