There is something just so sexy about Elvis...

Growing up, just to fall down.

13 days, 315 hours, 18909 minutes and 1134562 seconds until I turn 18.
The pinnacle of my youth, the moment when I legally become an adult and it seems like I’m forcing myself to change?

Change my clothes, my attitude, my social life, my room… change that I actually like. I like the person I am becoming, and that is something that is quite difficult to acknowledge. I know who I am, and I know who I want to be. I know what friends I want to keep and who I can truly cherish to be a part of this life. It has been a difficult couple of weeks, adjusting to a new work environment and attempting to balance social, work, family and ‘me time’ commitments but I honestly think, I’m gradually getting the hang of it.

Although, my asian mother does not seem to welcome my fast coming entrance to adult hood. Due to the fact that she is doing everything in her power to stop me from going to pubs and clubs once I reach 18, ie. not letting me renew my passport/proof of age card. However, there are ways to get around that and I know, that in time, she’ll build a bridge, probably out of cardboard and flour/water made glue, and get over it.

Eitherway, I am growing up, and I know that I will fall, occasionaly, but the main thing is, that I’m doing it my way.
So, to adulthood… I say, FUCK YEAH! BRING IT ON :D

I got a new jacket :)

David Jones mirror photos; I can take them cos I’m asian :)

My room finally feels like my own.

are you ready for this new year?

i sure am :D
2010 baby!!!!!!

The night is only as good as you make it.