Ahh, the cat that we saved the other day before do-re-mi..wonder how it's doing now.

It's irritating when I keep forgetting what I want to blog..especially when I'm too lazy to just come here and type a draft so that I won't forget it, bleh, so the thought remains lost somewhere in the messy pool of my mind.

I guess I'm sorting everything out..bit by bit. These holidays are going to be free-er than any other holidays I've had ever since I came into hc. I still remember the last june holidays when I didn't even have a single free day to rest =/ ah but all the more I have to make good use of it. 2nd last june holidays..

Famine camp is tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow, haha but my excitement hasn't seemed to come yet. And the letter telling me to register for ns was totally o.o I didn't really realise that ns is slightly more than a year away.

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Gymming with kenneth is totally amusing, he's as crappy as ever. First was him trying to bench without support. In the end 5 people had to come and rescue him. The next time he tried, he said "I will do it without support this time..but if I ask for you help you must come and help arh". And at lunch, he was telling us about people like chen yang who were supposed to go to the gym with him. I found a piece of fat in my curry and I said "Is that a giant piece of fat?" and he said "what? chen yang?"

GP make-up was quite useful. I think it's one of the first few times when I felt comfortable having almost one to one with a teacher. I learn much more from mr kevin than just gp. I really admire him..he said that we either sacrifice some things in life to make time for others, or we adjust our lives, and he chose to adjust. So he sleeps only 4 hours but at the most efficient times just so that he has more time to do more things. Somehow I find that making stuff like sleeping so technical can kinda ruin the whole fun aspect of it, but then again he doesn't exactly seem very mechanical or robot-like.

I feel screwed screwed screwed, and I have no idea why, that's the worst part. It's as though someone has just sucked all my energy away, mentally drained. Ah, don't know what to do now. But I feel like I'm falling sick. Sucks sucks
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Loving muse riffs.



darren
You can't push it underground,
You can't stop it screaming out.