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


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

Saturday, May 19, 2007
16:53
mother's upset with me this morning. though i'm not sure what's the cause because it's too many to consider. anyhow, i'm sorry mum for putting aside house chores for the past two weeks. i've been physically, mentally and emotionally drained. too tired to even cry. not until last night after campcraft test is finally over. kosong intruded my bathing time when i was rushing for Isyak and then i turned aggrasive.

sigh i was anticipating to visit grandmother today but something cropped up. am i selfish or am i selfish.

i need a third person's view. kosong it's been so long since we had a proper conversation. the last was two weeks ago. we were sharing our experience on your ncc and my npcc. how we find other schools weird. how you proved nc is better than np. how you boast that you have a good voice to command and told me that others would be surprised everytime they heard you time. yelah, tak padan kecik. how you criticised the girls who tried to time using their fake low voice but they couldn't be heard from far (the contingent was huge). and then we laughed when the sir couldn't comprehend what they were talking.
how we laughed when i told you how my contingent timer timed. how you laughed at the way the ugs in my school greet. and then i laughed too. how we compared the way we command and time.
and then you told me how your ma'am displined you all. what with you sitting on the weelchair and then she pushed you around the platoon and asked you to make funny faces and they were not allowed to laugh. how you were selected the best camper(or was it cadet?) - you were asked to do something with a dustbin and read some thing aloud before undergoing the interview HAHA. of course you thought you were being punished.
and of course much more. we had our fair share of laughing.

6 months without tompok :(. at least the pack schedules keep me from missing tompok.