Paddle in the kiddy pool

It's been awhile since I've blogged...I know...anyways, Nisha, i am still in one piece...
Anyways, weather in Singapore hasn't been the sunniest or whatever.
I'm getting a little jumpy cuz the results for my supplemetary paper's not out yet. So yeah, Sitting around here, waiting for the damn results, sucks. I swear to God, if I ever have to sit for a Supp paper every again, I will shoot myself. Provided I find a gun first....

I bet you guys are wondering what's goin' on with my post's title, anyways, today, I went swimming- in a pool. It's been awhile. I mean it's not a Kiddy pool per say, it's just a little pool. haha...I'm ranting on aren't I?

Anyways, about the tatt, I didn't bother to hide it. I mean, my parents will find out eventually. My dad spotted it 30 minutes after he met me. I won't go into the nitty gritty detail, but he didn't yell. He just said, "Your mother won't be too happy." I almost collapsed with shock. It's been 4 days, but my mom still hasn't spot it, either she did but she just kept quiet, or she really is... oblivious.

You know that feeling you can't breathe but you are inhaling and exhaling? The feeling of the ground trembling under your feet and it's going to give way any minute?

Then you tell yourself, it's all gonna be ok.