So a birthday really set me thinking. Time flies & without your knowledge, I might just be sitting at New York with my birthday cake and two candles symbolize 18 burning away if the next time you say Hi to me. So really, what have I achieved for the past 17 years and something? Nothing that I should really be proud of.

I wonder what 17 year olds should do and know. Well, everyone has their own definition of living their life, don't they. Here is mine, before I turn eighteen last April;

. They say, the older you get, the less chance you have to grow physically. I've been wasting at least, fourteen (could be more)years of my goddamned life skipping PE lessons, or not wanting to sweat. Look what I've become. Fat, flabby and so-not-healthy compared to my average. Fitness area is just below. Let's not be a fool and get wasted any longer.

. You know , the difference between me and my brother? I still have the privilege to get all screwed up over examinations. I promise I will give my all for my examinations so I could be like one of those people who got into universtiy, I shall start from now. After this I'm just saying. I might do, or not. You can't blame me. I'm just a 18-year-old little brat, after all. I shall get away from world as far as I could for a while...

I hate being 18, no?