dal

I am not obliged to update regularly nor put up posts to your interests.

here's how it goes. i'll most likely reply on your tagboard. but if you don't have one, the reply goes here.

karangan aside, let me update on the class bbq! cikgu won't bother to collect everyone's karangan on time and she won't mark and return to us until near file collection time and then secretly slot in some notes to beef up the file. so why should i bother to rush doing it?

i think the highlight of last night was more to how i arrived there and how i got home. the five of us left np a tad earlier and then left for the savannah together with yuanqi. and for the fact that all the logist members are in 4S (i'm still amused at this), thank you for those who helped to keep the logistics.
i still feel guilty for causing rosalind and ebony to not bring extra clothes to change into. sincerely sorry, yea?
the journey was amusing. with the help of the people in the bus, the bus driver who said that we are good girls because the rain stopped once we got off, the angmoh who entered the condo before us, scissors-paper-stone game, wenrui whom we met when we arrived, we managed to reach the savannah in one piece! aahaha.

there is actually a direct bus home but because we went out through the main gate, we had difficulties finding the correct bustop. so in the end, me and wuileng had to take 2 buses and in between, walk a long distance. In the almost deserted place. in the dark. do our orienteering skills rock or what. haha nolah it was mostly her leading me.

please let today be the last saturday morning i'm at home. hopefully i'm able to support the campcraft team next saturday so aha! i'm freeeeeeeed!

i really am tired of stuffing my earpiece into my ears. it is very painful to let the blasting sound particles intrude into my ear. but do i have choice? i don't think so (haha nadzirah's catchphrase when debating). the screamings in the house has become unbearable and i need to drown it.
now seriously, my greatest sympathy goes to barom. among the four of us, i think he has the most deprived childhood. apart from the materialistic things dad showered him. at such a young immature age, he's already been exposed to these kind of stuff. i know he is genuinely trying to help but he's more or less like tikus membaiki labu.

to kak ayun, i still keep the sms you sent me on 23 dec. "no matter what's happening in your social life, you know that you're strong enough to compartmentalise them and filter those negative thoughts away to focus on your O's. one shot so make it worth the while". thank you(:. oh by the way i fell in love with tiger digestive biscuits ever since your mum gave us some haha.

yes i'm stronger than this.