ok.

i've got tons of work to do.

i still dun get why there's one C atom mossing
i still haven't finished my intergration
i still haven't started revising my physics
there's still coffee on my jap notes

and that C atom is still missing.

aurgh

my peanut butter bread and milk did NOT do any cheering up either.

the hell am i so down??

yacyacyacyacyacyacyacyacyac.
churchchurchchurchchurchchurchchurchchurchchurchchurch.

zzz..
i hate bein' jealous shit

and the C atom is still missing.

looks like burning the midnite oil is inevitable .
shoot...

OK

i need a break

no more no more
thank youuu

AT A LOST

AT A LOST

AT A LOST

AT LOST

AT A LOST

I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO LIKE YOU ...

if you know that is...

at church?!? retardness..

i'm dead

ok

short post

I NEED TO STUDY !!!!

damn it.

this carries on i'll end up in poo doo.

fag...

life can't get any worse than this..

eh

today.

slack slack slack

kinda worried now.

Os seem much nearer now that june hols are ending.

kranky...

kookookoo.

just hope SAJC accepts me.

sighs
another day past.

life doesn't seem to move at all.
the transition from day to day happens so quickly that one hardly can breathe.

whenever i see the any kids running along the streets..
it would reallt stir me..
what joy it is to be so carefree..without a woe..without any troubles.

life can never be this beautiful.

sighs`

i've been missing sammie for years.
and had to be reminded for her because of edmund's father..

this is stupid
is one 16 year old's childhood love affect the rest of his life
still ask myself..
why did she had to go.

ah well.
ration my rum thank you

alright alright...
i'll elaborate abt con camp... now that i'm wide awake..
i'll sound corny~

day 1
registration and mass first..
whereby i spent lots of time talking to leandro and ash...damn amusing.
later took cab down to SAJC..
spent quite a while waiting in the canteen.. looking at the students go by.. the school janitor telling peeps off for not wearing school attire..

the interview didn't go as well as i planned though.
got a bit a tongue-tied and accidentally erm, insulted their debating team~
well... that wasn't my initial plan!!!
was tryin to bring across the idea that their school's team wasn't really outstanding but i guess it either came out the wrong way or they misinterpret it.

went back to FMM later on. was just in time for the first session..
auntie bridget was damn tired.. felt rather guitly for not bein able to help her futhur..

my grp was okok..
marcus,matthais,wilson,bernedette,finna and Ian...
finna was the only one who was really disturbing..
i mean she wouldn't open up...
ah well.. at least she did talk much better later on..

had lunch later after sessions..
crap food lah
at least it beats camp rations.

more sessions.
then was games?
captain ball.
as expected, all guys played cept' a few gals.
and hell... i bumped into nic.

had more sessions later on..
kept joking with ash and mark.

day 2
had PT first... erm, wasn't exactly PT.
just pump and light stuff...
think only the facils,some guys and i were the only idiots doing it. lol..
can't rmb what happened later on !!
darn.. short term memory...

just rmb had the games next.
erm... choas would be the word.
everyone was like everywhere..

torn it.
and hell... i got soaked.

what followed were more sessions..the hula thingy..

what stayed wwas the H.E.L.P letters on the third day.
it really brought back memories. not only me, george and henry were also saying this..
i mean.. it was just last year we were sitting there and receiving those letters...

can understand why many people teared.

well.. the camp was fun. yes.
the class bonded i'm sure...and i knew more people better..

but george,henry,christine,mark,andrew and myself,
we were somehow not as happy as we wanted.
mark and i had the same thoughts..it was really a flashback for us six peeps..

we all missed our batch confirmants.
i can still vividly remember going through the sessions with daniel and christine..
still remember the food..
still remember when we sat in the cateen playing gen's games
still remember how we sang cheers late into night til we got told off
still remember how me and raf dedicated songs while sleepin
still remember how christine and katrina screamed whileplaying the games
still remember how me and henry were always shouting 'sister rox'
still remember how we received out H.E.L.P letters..
still remember we jumped and sang during the last day's mass
still remember how we all stayed back after the camp and talked til hours later.

still remember our photo.

ok.corny shit.
but seriously...
each time i walk back into this year's CPL3 class with nick,
it really sends memories flashing.
ah well.
almost everyone in my batch went about their own ways.
only a handful are still together..

that's why i keep telling the guys ( not sure abt the gals) to treasure what time they have with their class now.

oh well.
AND WORST OF ALL..
VJ HASN'T CALLED ME!!! AND THAT TJ !!!
EURGH.
THEY BETTER CALL OR GOD KNOWS WHAT I'LL DO.

i mean..is one phone call that difficult ?!?!?!?!
good grief..

hope RJ and NYJ hasn't forgotten me.

and hell... haven't even started doing my 10 year series?!
i'm dead.