school sick

When all ordinary form 5 students (2006) are happily welcoming year 2007, a new beginning without (why! of course) school;

I'm, however, sitting in front of the pc, blogging (duh!! -_-"), wishing that in 3 days, I will be in my usual white shirt, blue skirt, red tie, black shoes, and ugly school socks, reaching school at 6.45am seeing YanKeen or Shirley sleeping at the canteen and meeting my dear ShuKheng reading her usual Majalah Pelajar. Awaiting the 3 radio DJ of BeAn FM. Being halau-ed by my juniors (how could they!). The list goes on.

Why? Why? Why?

When *almost* all my friends have decided which road to travel.
(hah. I'm finally implementing the stuffs I learned in school)
I am still looking down as far as I could at the diverged roads.

How I wish I get NS.
I wouldn't have to think so much and decide on something I'm not ready.
And, I don't have to get scolding from my sis for being useless and gets orders from my mom to clean the dishes and wash my sis's toilet.

How I wish I'm still in Form 5.

Kill me.
I won't go for Form 6.

SPM's already made me half dead.
What more sTpm.