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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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time: 10:38 PM
apathy. that seems to be my buzzword for this period of time. why? i don't really care to find out...
before this turns into an emo post, let me qualify myself. the size of my class had been diminished once again, by the abrupt departure of (one of my closest classmates) fe. gah. i think A06 seems to be going through a phase, much like the one i am going through. everyone seems to be floating through school, trying really hard to complete what we have to do and prove that we indeed will make it for promos. to borrow from and old cliche, the tension is so thick that you could cut it with a knife. well, all this save for the random bursts of craziness that we still have that keeps A06, well, A06(: and for that i am eternally grateful.

i think the suckiest part of this phase of immense stress is the fact that it feels as if i am not allowed to be stressed.. sounds weird ehh. its like the faith that i have, the badge that i wear deems me unfit to be down in the dumps, for i am supposed to be the one depending and trusting in God and so everything should be alright. everything SHOULD be alright, right? was reminded by jon.quek about living it from the inside out.. logical, and perfectly reasonable. so what explains the apathy to it all? i just don't seem to have the time to care. not enough time to care about anything other than surviving the day, and trying to get enough sleep at the end of it all. in God's strength i am made perfect. why don't i feel "perfect"? everyone seems to be telling me what is expected of me, what i am forsaking/not doing. every little slip up with that badge on seems like a huge horrible mistake. argh. argharghargh. this is so not coming from me. an emo post.


don't we all need some cheering up after that horribly *shudder* emo post.. it'll blow over eventually.. pictures from the class outing!



the sun, the sand, the surf(:
jill and i, the great adventurers off to tackle the rugged terrain of the asphalt cycling/blading path of East Coast Park.


me and emo jamie! hah. we still love you jamie(:

very willing to be monkeys for a day. the tree provided an endless source of entertainment for us "suaku" city people. hah.

the happy campers. can you say "I <3 align="center">