sweet acoustic country hits. shit man. sad thing is now i cant fidn the song lyrics on the internet. specially cause the only line of the song i remember was "singing like a guitar humming". and so you can imagine what turns up in a search for lyrics+singing+guitar+humming.... yeaaa. the dam-amnity of it all.
a need to cut my nails. but theres no nail clippers to be found.
a need to cut my hair. but i only awake after all the barbers have closed.
so im back from HC camp. and man. talk about ur paradigm shifts.
man. dunno how many times i wished things were like they were in st pats.
my fazley hates me i think. i guess i would hate me too if i were him. but hell man! he's a freakin bore fest. what do you expect? not my fault i fall asleep. and really. its just bad luck that the VP caught me playing with my calculator. but hey. the only reason i even did was to stay awake. sheesh. it wasnt even like i was playing a game. was just hitting 1 and 0 again to form patterns. like what the hell man.
what made my day last week. walking late for maths class with jing xian and esther listenin to voodoo child by jimmy hendrix. just soaking in the music and loving it. sigh. that was the moment.
the camp experience. was fine. wasnt that good. well wasnt terible either. was just FINE, id say. yeaa. was fine... i mean. i dunno. i try hard to fit in. but its just fine i guess. i mean some people just dont clique. thats just how it is....
wednesday i failed my first econs essay. or at least i bet i will. sigh. sadness. but on a lighter note i did manage to catch amitha and nadia's SYF. and whoa. they were GOOD! and i felt so sad it ended so early. just wanted it to go on. see more. enjoy more. but was good nonetheless.
so much to be done. here i am so unprepared for tomorrow.
but tonight i insist on sitting here eating my prata and just hoping that they will come online. and i might have the choice of chatting with them again.
people i havent seen inawhile and i wanna see before the year ends:
ben ow
shane
kyle
marc
nicholas gn
kubo
joseph
chris
josh
the clique
geetha + slc peeps
and then there are those people who i see everyday but still feels like ive hardly talked to them in ages:
kiran and nigel
my classmates
and now for the conclusion of today's entry:
I swear i have no clue where i am, or how i ended up here.
But one thing i know. I know who i am. and i wont forget that....
but whats the point of knowing who i am, when the others who know me arnt here.
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