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Sunday, April 19, 2009

And so I am gonna spend my days in camp for the rest of the week.

I just just went genting over the week. And this small trip made me feel like i didnt see the whole world. Cos I just kept seeing the CDS guys.

Misses the zengs, 06a2, ben, soccer peeps, 4-4 peeps and lotsa other random things around the world, in town. Especially when i went KL it made me think of our own far east plaza, our own backyard.

And so i went with 10 guys to genting, not really as fun as i was expecting it to be, but it was still a wonderful trip cos its been i think 5-8 years since i had been there. Didnt really take as many photos as i did there, even though i tried to spread the rampant disease of 06a2 of camwhoring, it didnt really work becos of the sex involved. I mean male and female. 10 males = less than 10 pictures taken throughout the trip.

But what david yeo said to me was quite tickling and biased, cos when i remarked saying why u all dont like to take photos, david said its an arts fac thingy! and he said they science fac dont do such things haha. so biased.

I was so close to sitting the vertical drop but i realised i havent said goodbye to my mom yet, just in case, and told her i bought insurance!

I thought the scariest was still the teacup, and yes when u sit on it with guys over 18, your world just swirls and twirls and turns and spins and round right round baby right now baby go round round. Yes WE cant just stop spinning the cup, and it spoiled the rest of my day cos i felt giddy for a while haha.

Urrgh i cant believe today is only sunday. Remembered that my friends cab driver in KL, his one hand was on the fone and one hand was the steering wheel, and then when he wanted change gear, he put his hand originally on the steering wheel, now grabbing his fone, and then his hand on the wheel went to change gear! woah, oh my friends are still alive by the way no need the wreaths.

I think mine didnt put on the seatbelt either, and they signaled after they cut lanes, like literally, wacky madness but cool.

The japanese warship came and i regret so much not working hard for that 3rd language. Really, it would be like cool to comms with them whenever they come.

5 more days. And mr pok is next to me playing stickdeath, alot of life.

I think we all need our lives back.


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