God has heard

Okay. So i've got a type of conjunctivitis that can cause scarring of the cornea.

Shootz.

And today, i stole a stack of plain paper from Mr. Tan PC to print EIGHT sets of Templates for FYP Weekly Journal Submission. i think there're only 2 more weekly journals to submit. Why did i print 8 sets, you ask. I'm Singaporean.

I have to stop rubbing my eyes.

Ack.

Recently, i've stopped feeling someway about some people, but i've developed new feelings for some people. But once in a while, old feelings come back, while i try to hold on to the new feelings so that the old feelings would go away.

Sigh. my brother's turning 21. Chweny One. Feels so old. Like, when we were kids, i thought that people usually only live 4 to 5 years, and i didn't understand that being 8 years old means i've lived for 8 years and all. So can you imagine my mum's horror when i told her i wanna live for 5 years when we were in a non-aircon SBS bus one afternoon. Her eyes were as big as walnuts.

And now, korkor's turning 21. He's gonna be an adult. Soon it'll be my turn too. And all my friends' turns will come too (before mine). And then, we'll be hanging out as a bunch of adults, grownups. Our childish ways will be despised and our maturity levels will be judged.

Urgh.