words are only words.

gang 413 !

so june kicked off to a good start. am proud of the fact that 4P so amazingly stretched our attention span from 30min (okay that was a fib. it's less than that) to almost 90min. keyword is almost; by the 87th min we'd be squirming in our seats and fidgeting qte badly. even though the uncle dont qte like to open the front door for us, we deserve credit lahh - for surprising the uncle by appearing full house in class b4 he arrives with his bunch of keys, for perservering three periods aft three periods (want to calculate frequency?) in our green classroom on the deserted green level. :D

thursday's elit seminar, oh so exciting. i mean the conversations with columnmates.
xin: wah the soup just now was so hot pls. can you help me check if my tongue is cooked?
me: how?
xin: urm, see if it is still raw?
mel's numerous self-declaration of self-love on my lecture pad, momentary reunion of PT, resisting attacks on the lips from XX, plus much typical hayeeeatoii crap lahh. we got eleven tickets to attend the same presentations you see. qte inseparable no choice. then physics with my favourite tuitionmates (who happen to be my only tuitionmates). surprisingly entertaining, haha CRO! truth table! :D :D

actually still havent completely rubbed away the sluggish after-camp effects and didnt plan to update but cant help it, aft the msg from best senior. (: mmm. got qte hyped up abt pmb camp throughout fri's lessons. by official reporting time, kinda suffered from mild energy depletion. meetings, organizing, coordinating, finally the camp was carried out. nice partnering amelia for indoor game station. (it was initially tug-of-war. much to our dismay the rope didnt want to cooperate so ended up tug, oops, no war). stayed dry during outdoor games then off to prepare for a thrilling time in my favourite haunt - ld room. haha thank goodness no one caught jennyline and i running down corridors leading to chopin room staircase. that night, fangmin and i had chats as we waited in the dark, with cockroaches for company. never thought it'd feel so good to hear the screams. haha but eeriness failed to work its magic on me this time. oh and the memorable heart-stopping moment contributed by a group of my interesting fellow excos just as night trail wrapped up. thanks ah. shower later was fabulous. (la mei annabel was like competing with me to see who brushed teeth faster from the vigorous way she was brushing. haha) movie screening lined up next. atmosphere was conducive for a much-needed doze. past midnight, high at 2D with GAFG, a graceful society with the vision of stretching towards a better tomorrow. presenting its members, dom, deb, pam, trish and me. hahaha. basically while late night horror movie was on, jas, isabel and i went around checking out if any of the three sleeping venues were happening. retreated to 2C eventually at 2++am.

day two of pmb camp. amazing race. shant go into details. but at the end of it all. group 4 rocked. xinlei was a superb fellow facilatator. our funky group comprised geri, dom, bernice, rosemarie, carolanne, zhenqin, cel, nat, songping, liping and siying. (:

great job indoor comm. three cheers to pmexco'05.
:D :D :D

late saturday afternoon, listlessly lugged everything from camp for gathering at grandma's place. missed my aunts, uncles and cousins badly but wanted to be left in solitude even more badly. was aware of my snappish aftercamp state and really didnt want to dampen spirits at gathering by appearing like a brat. i tried lahh. truly happy to meet my aunt who just returned from a holiday, tried to muster more expression to match the elation i was feeling. happy to meet my cheeky little 2-yr-old cousin too but gave up attempting to sustain his interest with my handphone after a while. dinner. followed by a stick of ice-cream for everyone as dessert. felt like the old times, good food, in the company with some of the ppl i love most in the world. yet it was a particularly trying period of time for me lahh. tastebuds craved, but my arm and my mouth were granted permission to go on strike. though they'd probably not see this, i apologize for not holding on through the evening. when the clock struck 8 i fell asleep everywhere i went. first in the living room (saturday night tv programmes were dreary) then got up to wash face in the master bedroom and try harder to stay awake only to fall asleep on the armchair there. mum got me up later announcing we were leaving. waiting for the usual long farewell procession, i was throroughly reduced to tears. ridiculous as it sounded, i teared out of the blue lahh. quickly excused myself saying contacts were drying. promptly fell asleep on the kitchen table as the farewell procession continued. haha pathetic i know. to my utmost relief and gratitude, my aunts, uncles and cousins were so so so accomodating, saying nice things, being gentle, helping to cut short the goodbyes - "c'mon, yanhan's tired already " - that i felt qte bad. back home, at last, collapsed onto bed, musing over the fact that i wasnt chided for showing my infamous black face.

craziness. woke up at normal time this morning. remembered i dreamt i witnessed a suicide. a lot of ppl crowded at every level of a block of flat,
word going round that two just jumped holding hands. caught a glimpse of the the bodies on the ground then actually saw a third body plunging. there were police and all, a lot of loud wails, cries. i saw the faces of the passers-by in my dream but cldnt recall having any relation to any of them. told my mum abt it. one word, she says, stress.

// against my wishes, part of it has lost its novelty. //

posted by YH @ 8:39 AM