On the Cusp of Maturity

Eighteen~ What a magical number!

It is so hard to believe that my 18 would come in this way: quiet but blissful, stressed but heartwarming, jittery but full of expectation...I know, on my road towards maturity, this has been a significant step, an inevitable step, and a beatific one.

Wishes from my old-time playmates evoked those beautiful memories with them. The familiar Tank's song attached with the mail suddenly made realise how much I had missed----their remembrance, my old love, my old petulance, and my old tantrums. All those episodes will be replaced by new ones when tomorrow comes----that is the magic of "18".

18, the end of the "blossom season", as well as the culmaination of the "rain season".

There is lightning and thunder tonight. Maybe the heaven is rejoicing with me, I mean, us...

01.11.2009

My juniors' one year anniversary of landing in Singapore, my first step----voluntarily and involuntarily, willingly and reluctantly----into maturity.

Into a season without any more tears, and any more heartbreaks.

Into my adulthood~

Let's say "HOORAY!"

Yeah. My whole 17 has been spent in Singapore, without a single step outside her. My whole 17 without seeing any of my family members, meeting any one of my old friends in China...

17 again? One cannot press "restart" button as one wants to. And I doubt I won't choose the same route:P

Anyway, 17 will be forever remembered for being the most important year in my life. It is my first time living my own life without my parents by my side, for the whole year.

Now thinking back about two years ago, when I just turned 16, it feels so long ago. We cut the cake on the newly decorated "bar" table. I wore a red sweater, peering out of the window of our 14th storey flat, and taking photos of myself.

These two years, I have seen too much cake-cutting, birthday song-singing, cheering...It is so amazing when people around me are growing and I do not feel myself growing, old. Time is fair. So here comes my moment:)

Today's original plan was to buy two small cakes for my sister and myself. But it was storming just now----Singapore's rain season comes in advance, strangely---- so we decide upon eating Chinese Dumplings instead. By 24:00, we will say our wishes~

Thanks for all those who have wished us, and thanks for all the wishes that are yet to come. It is great being remembered~.~

I am no longer a small kid. So no excuses for immaturity anymore:)

Hello. 18!