HELLO HELLO HELLO. I'm BACK. After a super long time not blogging. Been super lazy to do so. Its almost a year already. I don't think I'm that ready to be a Sec4, to take on more responsibilities and be a year older. Its amazing how time flies so fast. Seems like just a few weeks ago we all became 3e2, now we're moving on to 4e2. Gosh. I feel old. LOL. 16. It just spells OLD.


Anyway...................................


Next week is our etiquette course. Hmmmm. Wonder how it'll be like. Will it be really cool, or will it be a bore? Guess I'll have to find out next Tuesday. Hope the trainer will cover nails too! It'll be totally great if she does. Ohh. Cadence, Chelsea and Michelle all want to hold a competition to see who'll be the prettiest at the dinner on Thursday. WTH. They dragged me into this. I don't want to compete~~~~~~ But it'll be fun seeing everyone dress really formally, with dresses and everything. The only downside is that we have to apply what we learnt from the course, and one of the components is to learn to apply makeup. Yucks. I don't want to use makeup. Must we really? Haiz. Submit to fate. I'd like to see everyone wearing makeup and dresses and formal clothes! Haha. Taking the MRT to City Hall before hailing a taxi to bring us to the hotel. Sharing a cab with Cadence, Chelsea, Michelle and Leon. Anyone else want to tag along? Can take 3 others! (: (: (:



Last week was Camp. THE DREADED CAMP. It was.................. Okay I guess. Just that the toilet was really really REALLY AWFUL. And the most awful part about camp was picking up soiled sanitary pads. If those people threw soiled tissue, I wouldn't really mind. But using your pads as diapers and then not disposing of them, its something really gross and unhygienic. They should be taught a lesson on hygiene! Teach them that disposing of their used sanitary pads is basic courtesy and hygiene. Don't expect cleaners to always clean up for you. Cuz those unlucky people to clear the rubbish after camp may just be your friends. Urgh. I'm totally grossed out by that fact. And the fact that the entire campsite can be the new Insect Kingdom. People can pay to see different kinds of insects there. They have ants, cockroaches, assorted beetles..... ANYTHING! The camp has a pond, that seriously looks like Milo okay. Can you say gross? My classmates actually WANTED to dunk themselves into the pond. Like, eeeew. LOL. Well, at least its over, and I won't have to be scared of meeting any ah piaos there already.




I'm bored now. I'm thinking of the class, wondering how we'll be like next year, if we'll ever be super close and united. Hope we'll be close-knit and be known for our togetherness! LOL. I sound like we're going to part ways already. Maybe it was because of the previous week's Graduation Night for the Sec4s. I'm going to be really sad next year, when we all separate, won't see each other again. It's going to be like Primary Six, only worse, because we have gone through so much more as a class compared to Primary school. Although I understand that life has sorrows, joys, meetings and separations, the worst of all are separations.


I hate departures and separations. I have always wondered how people can bear to get divorced after only a few months of marriage. What about all the times spent together? Wasn't it because of the good times you had together that made you want to be together for the rest of your life? Hmmm. Even saying goodbye after school is kinda sad. You never know if you'll see the person the next day, or if you'll never see him or her again. Life is unpredictable, we should cherish everyone around us, especially the ones we thought mean the least to us and we take for granted. When we least expect it, they can be taken away from us. The experience is heart-wrenching, and terrible. I don't think I'd like to experience it.




On to happier things~~~~~~~~~~~~



Fantasy. Its an abstract kinda thing. Some people think that fantasy is just a dream, that it can't become reality. But sometimes, dreams and fantasies can come true, if only you believe in yourself and work hard to achieve that fantasy to make it a reality. Fantasy, to me, is where I live, and build my life upon. I know that it's kinda stupid to do that but still, when you don't want to face reality and want to run away, building a fantasy is the only thing you can do to prevent yourself from inflicting self-hurt or commiting suicide. Reality can make a person feel even worse about the situation he or she is facing and may lead to disturbing thoughts. SO, fantasy can make it easier for the person to see things in a different way. Although living totally in fantasy isn't always best. Therefore, I choose to live in fantasy not only because it allows me to develop an imaginative mind but also because I can live the kind of life that I want to. And with this, I end my argument about fantasy and reality (: (: (: (: (:




Maybe I can find more points to argue my stand. I'm sure I'll eventually win you! Hah. Just you wait. Fantasy can trump reality because it always can become reality. Reality can't become a fantasy!