It's only 1 more day till school starts again. I can't say most will agree with me but i am kinda looking forward to the new semester. New semester, new life, new beginnings. I have to look forward from here on now. It's hard, but i've got to push through anyway. It's unfortunate how days when people who smash through walls are revered.

The holidays were something. Bangkok was something. It was the first time ever that the family flew up to a destination together. It was rather nice. Can't say the same for the pilot's landing skills. We actually bounced up a couple of times before really touching down for good. Tsk. Plus, it's been more than 10 years since the family went anywhere together. The last time that happened was in 1998. Secondary school started for me 2 years later and each and every time that they wanted to go for a holiday, i'd give them an excuse of rugby, remedial classes and whatnot. Truthfully, i'd rather not go for holiday with them. Yes, they are my family and I SHOULD spend time with them...but it just drives me up the wall sometimes. Bangkok relieved that experience.

Usually, that is the place that you can get things for prices so cheap that you'll end up coming back with a huge bag of it. The only people who actually knew how to bargain was me and my dad. My mom picked it up quickly(this is bargaining for things not sold in a wet market). My brothers were total idiots. My younger brother couldn't wait to get the thing that he was just willing to pay any price that was quoted. Can't say i blame him since he's only going to be 18 this year. But my elder brother, with his come-cheat-me look on his face was the worst. IT came to a point that when i wanted to get something, I told him to stand somewhere far away so that the vendor(or whatever he is called) wouldn't try to cheat me as well. Other than that, he just talks about a lot of things that would only make sense to someone retarded(like 5 year old kind of retardedness).

My parents couldn't stop squabbling. Yeah..that was embarrassing. Even in the lift with strangers inside-they were talking as if they owned the whole lift. Especially my mom. Well, if things doesn't go her way, she will start..urm..talking fast and in a high pitch voice AKA nag! It's terribly irritating and embarrassing when she starts doing that in public. That said, im not embarrassed of my family, it's just that sometimes they can do without doing all that they did. That certainly would have made the trip a bit more enjoyable.

On the other side of things, people who asked me questions that are not meant to be asked gets coldness. It sucks when here you are trying so hard to forget about things and someone just swoops in and asks you about it. Heck, I thought that was done and over with. I don't know, maybe im just that stubborn to listen to people's advice. Perhaps, I just like to take it my own way at my own pace. Nobody, especially me, likes to be rushed unless i want to do it myself. That won't be rushing, that's called hasting. There's a difference there which I myself can't tell. But there IS a difference alright.

Well, let's just hope this semester promises something good.

If all is not lost, where is it?