Life down here so far

Life has been been better this few days. It's still hard for me to digest the true fact that one have to be independent when they reach a certain age. I've always think that I am independent but reality has hit me hard this few days and it really bonk my head or at least knock some senses into me. I'm going to be eighteen in 2 more days and I dont feel a bit mature at all. I am still dependant on my parents because I enjoy the comfort and idea of everything has been prepared for me. Now, I have to do everything by myself. My parents are letting me go slowly. Their first step is by putting me here in Singapore, for me to apply my own universities. I am not going home till January next year. Yup. I'm pretty much stuck here till i finished everything. I got so many things to do and I've also realised how foolish and slacking I've been for the whole year. How can I not collect the official certificate for SPM? It has been for nearly a year since SPM and I've not even collected the original certified SPM certificate from school. I really need to change my tidak-apa attitude. Hmmph... i'll put that for my new year resolution. Nah.... I'll have to start on it soon. I've learn a lot from my aunt here in Singapore. She's so dependant and self-sustain. I dont think I can be like her.

This weekend has been quite a break. Something away from my worries. My maternal grandparents from Klang came to Singapore for the weekend. So, we had somesort of gathering. On Saturday, my aunt, both my uncles and their wives, my grandparents and three of my bratty cousins went to Sentosa island. My cousins are Jonathan, 10, Gerald, 9, and Geraldine, 3. My eldest uncle and both his sons really know how to enjoy good food, especially Gerald. He even loves to eat butter on its own. Everytime I come down here, they sure have a new place for me to try. Back to Sentosa island. While my cousins went to the beach, I had to accompany my grandparents to sit the ultimate-slow-monorail around the island that took approximately 30 minutes. Gosh. It feels like forever. Monorail ride is really not my type but I dont want to offend my poh poh. She seems so excited. My aunt is sure smart to dump me with them while she enjoys cycling by herself but that's what I thought at first. When I passed by them in the monorail, from below she indicated to me that the bicycle is for me to ride as soon as I am back. True enough, she waited for me for 30 minutes. SHish. Made me feel so bad. (-_-) Anyway, I took the bicycle and went for a round. I felt ...

the wind brought my worries away. I felt so light that at one point, I thought I was going to fly. I felt... so f-r-e-e. The view was so breath-taking and I was quite thankful to be able to escape from the crowd of people and found a place of my own on the island. I came to a dead end where there's a two or three couples. I came down from my bike and just sat on the beach. I've never enjoy the beach as much as this time. I sat there with a blank mind. Now I know why people like the beach so much X)

And on Sunday, I went to the temple with my grandparents, third uncle and family and my aunt. After doing the prayers, my aunt went home to do some work and get prepare for the steam boat we were having that night.

So that night, all of my relatives in singapore celebrated my birthday earlier. Even my cousins in UK sang me happy birthday song .. through internet, that is. Well, I have to say I enjoyed my day but ... I always wanted to celebrate my birthday, especially my 18th with my family and close friends. Things dont always go my way. Oh well, I still accept belated birthday wishes especially belated hugs! I miss my family and friends! I miss the gTL-iers!..