It's a beautiful Friday morning. I freaking woke up at 4 30am in the morning! Wanted to adjust my body clock, so i slept early last night. You know, it's either too early or too late wtf.

So i woke up early, youtube my way to 9plus in the morning and went back to school. And i meant, PSS. If you dont know, that means Punggol Secondary School.

So awkward. Walked into the school wearing shorts and 'once Punggol' shirt and slippers. And everything around me were in their uniform. It felt awkward using a phone also. Felt like everyone was staring at me. Kinda like 'orhh horrrr he bring phone to school!'

Bumped into a few teachers. Old faces. Familiar faces. And i get weird looks from them. Like 'huh i think i know you' kinda looks.

I exclaimed, 'ABU LAH'

'OHHHH wah grown up already ah! so hansum (chinese teachers cannot pronouce handsome) i cannot recognise you! wah now so handsome already'

'yeah i know right?'

OH and i didnt say why i went back to school. Went to collect my N levels certificate! YES! 2 years late! HAHA.

Oops i guess?