Last day of school... Dunno how I should feel...
Recently there is just too many things for me to handle: bad results, rejected projects, accumulating homework, weird confessions, sorrowful partings with our dear friend and teachers, and.... "Be Yourself Day"
Last minute recruitment of ME into this project. How the hell did I get into alpha-list when my L1R5 is 9. Have to work overnight yesterday, downloading 400++ songs for dance today, yet I don't see the point. Only played less than 20 songs in the end. And the response is really not satisfying. Insufficient crowd to start with, and many don't dance... Conclusion: AJ ass don't seem to move much. Simpy put: response B-A-D. ARGH!
But still, I enjoyed myself, so is my class, umm... mostly... Consider it class bonding. Though it is rather late for bonding to start only now. Dancing and shaking ass for a common cause, gives us a sense of belonging and loyalty to our class... (learnt from sec 4 SS)
Went back to Cat High to get my O-level results, with Lim Weicheng Sad. We met up with Jia Hao, Elson, Zhi Yan, ZZ, Yick Loong and Clarence. Toured around the newly built primary section. So much difference from last time... Now we got 2 air-con hall, new rock wall and new canteens. The Lounge and Library also improved a lot. The one that I am impressed most is the cat high fountain... (still not completed)
Met with many 4-1 Saints again. Marcus, Mark, Bryan, and also from other class, Yang Ping, Zhi Zhong, etc. We talked about JC lives, our problems, while sitting on Cat High soil. Thinking back to the days we had last time, make me wonder whether AJ would me much the same. *sigh* 14/05 still has much bonding to be done.
We played table tennis for 1 hr and then played soccer, against a grp of sec 1s and a group of sec 4s. Though we are seriously outnumbered, we trashed them. Haha... It is fun playing with Cat High ppl again, with the younger kids. *sigh* to be young again....
Marcus, Jia Hao and me then went to Clark Quay to meet with Cliffy, Diva Clarence and ZZ, for buffet dinner at safra town club. Food there is heavenly, and cheap too. Stuffed ourself from mouth to rectum with food. The service there is also very good. The lady treat us well. Clarence and me both agreed that she looks A HELL LOT like avril. (ya.. u, avril!) small, droopy eyes with pointy chin. Haha... ooops!
Order much more than we could finish. Extra food must pay! WTH! Solution: "Zhou Ji Mi Ma". haha... we played the game and the loser get to finish a plate. Poor clarence struck twice.
Dinner was great. We went around clark quay, along S'pore river, talking about life. A lot of pubs unsuitable for innocent people like me. A lot of despperate desperados lurking around to prey on such innocent people. One slut even asked me... WTF!
Took a lot of pictures together. With the river and Fullerton Hotel as backdrop, we pose....
and pose...
Woohoo! SOooO CoOcOoL.... ooops, pardon.
*sigh* such a brief moment to let go of all the miseries and pain that is piling up. Friends just come and go. I would not be seeing much of the 4-1 Saints in my JC life. I thought that in JC, I could as easily make new friends. But no one is there when I needed them so badly. My emotions and feelings are restricted and dampened. I couldn't express my feelings. Joy can easily be shared with others, but no one to share my griefs with, no one to pour out my anger to. My soul is degenerating. I have to limit myself with what I do and say. I have to deprive myself of freedom to express myself. AJCian loves to gossip, and i don't want to be the subject, nor get involved.
In other words, I am not... me. I should just shut myself, just playing solitaire in my solitary life.
I need a long break. Happy holihays to you all people. Enjoy yourself!
My Daily Bread: For I know the plans I have for you." declares the Lord,"plans to prosper you and not to harm you.You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.I will be found by you," declares the Lord,"and I will bring you back from captivity."~ Jeremiah 29:11-14 ~
There's much injustice happening lately to me.... It is all Tharman's fault.
I have been tasked by my CCA teacher to work on a project to be presented to Thurman on speech day. Deadline approaching, so on Wednesday I had to be excused from my CCA to complete my project at NUS. Stayed there until 9pm to work on the project. Someone told me it is EXCO elections on the day and so I missed my chance since I was absent. WHAT THE HELL!!! It is all Tharman's fault.
Still have to come to NUS today to complete the project. My teacher told me to hand her the soft copy of our project and the councellor will hand over our final product to Tharman. WTF!!! Other people get to be glorified for the hard work we have put in. I hate it when other people get the credit, especially councellors, specifically Zin Htet the Chimp, here....
The barbaric chimp after gorging choclaty bday cake
I do not want him to present our finished work to Thurman and take all the credit. Argh! Btw, he is a councillor. Surprising isn't it, considering his evil smirk that send chills down our spine, to our ass.... (fart). And it is all Tharman's fault.
Rejections are painful to the heart. I have been rejected countless times, of my ideas for my project work. After spending 6 hours through the night on my GPP, writing 5-page long essay, my idea got rejected. The pain. My GP tutor refused to help us in finding ideas, and even rejected reasonable ideas totally. I say he biased, he threatened to sue me. Why do we need to do PW> Why is it not implemented next year? It is all Tharman's fault.
But still, today I got to use the SEM..... *joy*
My Daily Bread:Be anxious for nothing,but in everything by prayer...let your request be made known to God.~Phillipians 4:6~
