my story. my life

ok...i dunno how im feeling now...
2 hours more to 17 yrs old...
but u know wat
i dun want to be 17 yrs old...
i hate 17 yrs old
i dun feel like celebrating my b day
or should i rather say
i dun want to be 17 rs old
i still want to be the 16 yr old mi
the 16 yr old days
when we are still worried over our o lvl
when we were mugging for exams in sch till evening
when i could juz c my close frens everyday
when all the sweet memories, happy memories, unhappy events took place
but why
why?
days pass so fast
soon i'll be 17, where 16 will nv occur again
where the memories will juz be memories
where meeting my frens will like have to wait for 3 to 4 mths to meet each other again?
haiz...
last time, whenever i'm low, frens will be there and i know i can always depend on them
now, although i have frens all over singapore, north, south, east, west....but where are they when i really nid them? when i need a crying shoulder....when i miss them?
i know they are always there for mi mentally...but i need them physically.
i really dunno how are they...how their live have been...wat happen to them recently...haiz...and...and...being 17 means i have to learn to be independent....and...and...i juz dun wat to b 17.....
and its a sad yr for mi to be 17 this yr...y muz something terrible happen to my grandma at september? i know im bad...but its 1 of the factor contributing to the sad-ed mood.
yesterday i go vist her, her wound is bleeding
today, my mum told mi she is running a fever.
after hearing all this, do u still want to celebrate ur b day?
haiz....
ok....i dunno...i juz feel like crying....
i juz dunno whats getting over mi...
i juz dunno what to do
i dunno wats the reason to cry for
but i juz want to cry...
guess that the samantha lim that u all know is juz a child afterall....
to my frens out there....i really miss you~~