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Sunday, January 10, 2010 . 1/10/2010 08:42:00 PM

When I was a kid, I love Sundays. It's the day when everyone's home and we get to go out... as a normal family. Now, it's a different story. 

Mum may declare it as a "Family Day" and forbade us from going out with our friends on that day, but I'm starting to loathe it. 

The reason: It's the day before school starts. And it's always the day I have to take a look at my lecture notes and do some homework. Like it helps with my terrible grades. 

And I feel terrible today too. Mum's sick, but still working. Bro's working and he's taking his results tomorrow. Lil' Bro's behind me doing his CCA stuff. And I'm trying to figure out something. 

There's no time for the things I love to do. Why can't I go back to the past and be as carefree? 'Cause I can't. I just have to look at the future, which is pretty hard. I still haven't decide what I want in life, but it's definitely not related to the chemical industry... It's kinda wasted, right? It's the only reason I'm still staying in this course, so Mum's money won't be wasted.