I should get a Parenting book. Understanding Teenage Boys. Tsk.


Boys just take too damn long to mature. Seriously. Unless they grew up hard, these boys have brains equivalent to an 8 year old. Well, most.


I want to go back to primary school. When times weren't so hard. Weren't so taxing. All I cared about was to get to school on time so I won't be stripped of my Prefects badge. (School was only 10 minutes away.) (And yes, in the end I still got stripped of the title on the last semester of Pri.6 -__-)


Back then I was such a... Well lets just say I was tougher then. I remember punching this boy's guts who blocked me from scoring a goal during P.E. soccer. Little did I know that that was what a defender was supposed to do. -__- Poor Kenny. Curly haired Kenny. Lol.


And you know how in primary school these girls have these "Biography Diaries" (omg so fucking kental) and we write stuffs about ourselves in other's books. Well this boy, Ryan Pang, got hold of this one diary I just wrote in. And of course, these SACRED BOOKS are "No Boys Allowed!!!!" When I found out that Ryan took the book diary, I grabbed him by his collars and ask him what the hell he's trying to do and demanded him to tell me what he read. Just because...... I wrote the name of my crush inside. -____- Wah piang.


Innocent stupid years. Haha. We've grown up, thankfully. But sadly, the boys haven't. -___-

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