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Thursday, January 5, 2012
@ 10:58 PM


These days, there's not much meaning left in life. I'm just going through every single day not knowing what I'm supposed to do.

I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates. Ever since school started, I've been lacking of sleep and booked up every afternoon and I'm running low on blog time. Started the first day of school with only an hour's sleep and the long talks by Mr Lim and the teachers, administration stuff and lesson times did no help in keeping me up. Training that day was super tiring and it even ended late and we even had to prepare the stuff for the next day and it's no surprised that I knocked out immediately when I reached home. On Wednesday, I was busy with the CCA trials with a couple of my girls and it's really hard to manage all those sec ones. I mean, like I have to keep on explaining whatever instructions and do demonstrations too. I literally lacked the energy and I barely could stand up straight for a five minutes. It's like there's this invisible 100kg block on me and I can't even do anything properly. And to make matters worst, my back and knees were hurting badly. Headed back to lessons and climbing up to the forth floor was torture. I barely had the strength to lift my two feet and I just died once I reached my table. Even my buddies could see that I was dead and I looked really pale according to many of them. Plus I even had to meet Mr Ho after school and we waited for hours for him cause he was so busy with the other groups that we ended up being the last to leave. But not before doing the mass dance and all. And yeah, to top that, I had to write the script for the campfire ALONE. Do you know how tiring and brain straining that was? I had to think and think of ideas and get it done by the next day. Knocked out once I printed it, even calls couldn't keep me up. I needed my sleep. Today was no better. My deary Tong Tong didn't come and I was left alone with the guys for Mass Games. And it sucks when the sec ones don't cooperate with us. Is it that hard to mix around with other classes? No right? They make it seem like it's a tough thing to do. But on the bright side, that was the first batch, the other batch that came in afterwards was much better and everyone cooperated. ☺ So after the Mass Games, had a short break and ended up skipping Physics so I just did my maths homework alone. Yeap, forever alone kid. School ended then I had to rush back down to meet Mr Ho and show him the script. And I was that pathetic kid sitting down just waiting for teachers, ALONE. Ms De Witt then came then I had to climb up to the staff room and practice the script, again ALONE. Went off for training afterwards (tough as usual) and here I am. I'm super drained but there's still two more days of Orientation and tomorrow's gonna be a super long day so I'll just leave it to another post. I'll be back on Saturday. Goooodbye. I can't wait till camp's over.