hello again.


if by any chance people still read these things then wow hi then. i'll begin with the fact that i did well for O's and when i say well i really mean well. would u have expected, me, this piece of trash right here, scored 3 As for her O's and managed to get an ELR2B2-A of 11 while B,C & D is a 14???? i was eligible for JC for fuck's sake, that's crazy! honestly im so blessed because i really did work hard for my results but honestly i was expecting the worst. maybe that's just me, i've always expected the worst but in turn, i actually did well. this gets crazier though, i got posted to my first choice course and im just over the moon as of now. i had the gut feeling that i would've been posted to mass media but Allah went 'nah m8 u gettin ur course eh'. this honestly feels so liberating (Bad Suns heck yeah) but forreal though, i feel at ease. although once school starts im in for a treat HAHAH but hey, i really do enjoy programming and computer stuff so it's all cool. one thing i just hope for is that im able to cope with whatever that's going to be served to my face. nearly lost it last year with the overwhelming sensation of O's stress and now that im relieved of it, im just scared of what's going to come HAHAHA.

well, technical aside, i've been replaying Barcelona by George Ezra for the past hour because it gives me nostalgic feelings of being away from where i am right now and im just roaming through the streets in europe. i think maybe it's just me, im so sentimental over a whole lot of shit that i get nostalgic over the littlest thing. obviously my trip to europe wasn't a little thing, it's huge and obviously it'll be cherished in my memory bank for life. i just feel so distant sometimes because i get this huge feeling of wanderlust that i just want to travel the world. as a form of escapism yes but i dont know i just really want to travel to see, to learn and to feel. i feel so caught up in my life that i forgot how amazing this world is and while humanity seems to degrade onto another level which is a shame, the cultures, the places that was brought up in different places holds it's stand as something untouched. maybe this is why im so entranced by history, culture and architecture, i love to see something conserved from a different point of time and being able to process and go 'that actually happened, there's living proof right in front of me'. maybe that's why im such a sentimental and nostalgic freak, i get caught up in moments of time.