WELL! It's mid-March now and everything has been going pretty smoothly for me.

Finally my piano exam is over. And my TP is over too!

YEAH PEOPLE, I'M OFFICIALLY A DRIVER NOW :D

I'm just going to blog about random happenings cause I don't really remember what happened for 12 days.

Currently now it's March holidays so I'm back working at ProTeach :D Which also explains the reason to why I'm down with a flu, fever and sore throat. Yepp, it happens that fast. Went in on Monday and Monday night I fell ill. Seriously getting a flu jab also no use -.-

Also, piano exam left me flustered cause I left my I/C at home and caused my mum to rush down in a foul mood only to find out I have till like end of the week to actually verify my identification. =/ And by golly when they say the piano room is cold, it's REALLY cold. Not the kind of 24-25 deg cold. More probably 17-18 deg kinda cold. Step inside and IMMEDIATELY your fingers will be 'oh shit'. I always found the advice 'Bring a jacket' useless cause honestly wearing a jacket also no use for piano exams unless you're allowed to wear gloves. It's the fingers that freeze, not really your body.

Today was TP. Went there straight after work. I thought that at least I could have a relaxed day at work since I was taking the P5s but one of the other teachers called in sick so I had to take care of the P1s. All 17 of them.

It's havoc I tell you, I can barely muster enough voice to talk right now.

By the end of my shift, I was so damn worn out.

Went for the warm-up practice first and it was so so smooth. SO SMOOTH. I only accumulated like 4 points? And straight BEFORE my test, like 5 mins before, it started raining. DOWNPOUR WILL FLOOD kinda rain. & I haven't drove in a rainy day since my first few lessons. Imagine my horror. And it was really bad trying to look through the mirrors. How bad? So bad till I completely missed the whole parking lot while looking in the mirror without realising it. Thank goodness it was parallel parking so I have more time. Had to re-adjust the car three times before I can see that stupid marking in my mirror.

And as luck would have it, the rain stopped 5 mins AFTER my test ended. So good right -.-

But what the hell. I passed :D YAY!

Anyway, I completed all the BBDC required driving modules (minus driving simulator and auto-car transmission and revision practice) in 20 modules on the dot. Happy :D

This is how the passing slip looks like! First page is all the mistakes and points deducted and no way I'm going to put it up cause I'm pissed with all the stupid things I did just cause it was raining so heavily ):

OH did I mention? Baby passed too! A day before me.

And we both got the same tester.

What the odds seriously! :D

I see friends breaking up, I hear people telling me about their break ups, I read random people's blogs about breaking up. It's saddening. & yet here I am just grateful the boy and I are still going on after 2.5 years.

Last time, it was me. I was the one who was in break ups. I was the one typing all the emotional ramblings and crying my eyes out. I was the one cuddling in bed, knees brought up to my chest and crying with my heart hurting literally. I was the one who's listless in school, trying to fight back the tears that just keeps welling up in my eyes.

Memories of everything we shared just replays in my head non-stop. And each time I so desperately struggle to remember every single tiny detail I can about our time together, about you, your every action and expression, your voice, your touch.

Everyone falls out of love, unless you're lucky to have your childhood sweetheart with you till the end of time. But from what I know, falling out of love is never simple.

I've spent nights crying myself to sleep, doing stupid things like slashing myself (fyi don't follow me please even though I admit it does help lessen the emotional pain but I'm a bit sadistic cause I like to see blood and have wounds and scars. Okay main point is, DON'T SLASH), desperately clinging on to whatever I have.

Now looking back at the pictures I have of the many different guys, of course there is a pang of sadness that will flow through me, of course there's a memory or two (or even a flood of memories) that will come to me and of course at times, a tear or two (or also, even a flood). Humans are born with emotions. Actually I don't know if that's true cause they say emotions and just created by the brain. But still, break up is never pretty. It's the ugly truth.

Well to all those people who've lost someone recently, take comfort and know that you aren't alone. I just know that I'll cry, I'll be in pain and all the other things but they are normal reactions.

My advice? Go ahead and cry, go ahead and scream in frustration. Because when finally one day you're able to look back, you'd realise that that person was a part of your life no matter what and he/she made a difference in it. Be glad you were with that person at least once in your life and that you will be with someone better soon.

Anyway I was thinking about blogging about my past love life. I mean it's my blog I should get to spill everything out in writing I guess.

Thank you for the people who were there for me listening to me rant and basically, listening to everything. Love you guys to bits!

It was pretty rough but the boy and I have some things settled between us finally. Hopefully it'll stay this way and we'll both be happy.

Anyway, some people have been asking me what happened cause I posted something on my facebook.

Well here's the story:

A few days ago, I logged into Friendster (idk why just felt like it) and went to see one of my ex-boyfriend's profile cause I don't have him on FB and I wanted to go find his email to add him. Well, went to his page, saw two posts that scared the crap outta me. It was those kind of R.I.P posts. Freaked out and just sat in front of my computer stunned.

Immed I went to like pm both the people who wrote that asking what happened. One replied (via FB) saying he died 3 years ago at a playground. Suspected is asthma attack or something. Apparently it was in the chinese newspaper. Tried finding for the article but to no avail. Asked if he knows where his urn is and stuff, said he didn't know.

It comes as quite a shocker cause he died in 2008 Nov. & if I'm not wrong, late 2007/early-mid 2008, he was asking me to get back together and stuff like that. And we got into pretty much plenty of arguments over that matter cause I refused to. Those were my last memories I have of him.

Last memories of a person kinda sucks. If it's good, it's not that bad. But if it's bad (like this), I really want to at least have a proper talk with him, settle things on amicable terms and not just some hot-headed argument. Guess it's too late already.