with a pinch of salt

The last week before recess week commences and I can't help feeling choked. So many things to do all cramped up in a week.

But then again, recess week will be full of canvassing, be it for FOC or Paparazzi.

All I can look forward to is this Friday - the usual paverts are going to talk over some alcohol. Woots.

I realise I'm a changed person.

I worry about my academia more than anything else now. This is weird. I used to trouble myself over family/boy matters. Now I see no reason in getting a headache over those. Maybe you call it the epitome of a soon 21-year-old, but I call it a strong immune system. Yes, I have slight worries here and there on whether I will get married off, but those usually ended in 2 minutes or so and I would turn back to whatever assignment I was doing or drama I was watching.

The mind just doesn't work as sophomorically when you are about to turn 21.

Now that I've said it, turning 21 is a bittersweet affair.

I can walk into a sex shop freely - ignoring the 23-year-old section.

I can watch R21 movies (not porn, but SAW series. woots!).

I can be a Singapore Citizen (tentative - still thinking).

I can enjoy those spa vouchers that are stupidly given out to me but I can't use them because I was not 21 yet. Idiots.

But with that comes greater responsibility and expectations.

Yesterday I was really burdened with a thought: what if I cannot get a job after I graduate and I cannot pay off my Tuition Fee Loan?

The solution to that is obviously to continue finding a job and to let mom pay first. Problem is when you are a 24-year-old graduate, you don't really want your mom to be paying for your stuff. A bit shame shame.

So I have my long term solution:

I need to buck up and do well for my upcoming 7 examinations and make sure that before I graduate, I ALREADY HAVE A JOB. Yes, I need to do just that.

LET'S ALL WORK TOGETHER TO PAY OFF OUR DEBTS!