DAMN! it's good to be me.

After all this time, I’m starting to enjoy life in a Polytechnic, I think? Like most of my Teachers are quite good and classmates are really awesome. They’re really nice, caring and fun! But I’ve to bare in mind…”fun people aren’t necessarily good people to work with in a group and good people to work with in a group aren’t necessarily fun.” I must remember to draw the line and set my patience/tolerance level higher, and be more forgiving and less opinionated. &, Poly life isn’t slack at all. I’ve been mugging my ass off everyday but it isn’t paying off…

However, if I could, I’d still go to a Junior College. Like my dream JC was Catholic Junior College, but unfortunately, I couldn’t get in. But, I’m fine with Yishun Junior College too. As long as it’s a JC. I don’t know when this regret will fade away, but right now, it’s just a regret that lurks around my life.

If I don’t do well for my Year 1 in Poly and/or struggle really hard and fail stuff, I’ll transfer to a JC next year. After all, it’s 3 years either ways. Learning/teaching styles are just different.

what life has in store for me is truly, for me to find out.

countrymusicfans:

“Mother the Queen of My Heart” Jimmie Rodgers

“Mommy Please Stay Home With Me” Eddy Arnold

“I Dreamed About Mama Last Night” (Hank Williams

“Give Mother My Crown” (Flatt & Scruggs

“Mommy for a Day” (Kitty Wells

“Mama Tried” (Merle Haggard

“Here’s a Toast to Mama” (Charlie Louvin

“Roses for Mama” (C.W. McCall

“Mama Knows” (Shenandoah

“Mama Don’t Forget to Pray for Me” (Diamond Rio

“Is There Life Out There” (Reba McEntire

“I Wonder” (Kellie Pickler

Today, all my relatives, both distant and close, gathered to celebrate my Grand-Aunt’s birthday. But, for me, that wasn’t the highlight of the night. The highlight was when I interacted, talked to and played with a 4/5 year old boy who’s a little handicapped in his speech. My distant aunt adopted him ‘cause his parents gave him up for adoption when they found out about his disabilities.

He could pronounce simple words like “Ya”, “One”, “Two”, “Three”, but had to struggle so hard to speak and converse just like any other kid. He gave me his mummy’s phone number and told me to call him at 2am tonight. & what struck me was that hey, this kid, despite his special needs, is not like those spoilt, rude and naughty kids out there. He’s so sensible, nice and polite. And, all he wanted was just a friend like all the other normal kids out there.

He didn’t let his slight disability dash his chances at being a normal kid like the rest. He’s such a nice boy, seriously. He was the one of the rare kids that I wholeheartedly lent my iPhone too, and btw he did not want to play with it- all he wanted to do was to key in his mummy’s number into my phone.

I just hope he perseveres through the problems and storms he might face in the future. A kid like him deserves everything a kid should get, or even more. He deserves a good future.

May God guide him in his path ahead and, always watch over him.