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Sunday, July 30, 2006

erm... that quality jolene mentioned. im suspecting insanity, but its hard to tell when youre all inside of it. that was us spending about 90% of our free time with each other, slacking around, coming up with wierd things to stun the world with...

now, heck. even if we dumped 90% of our free time in, thats about 9 minutes. guess who is the one here who hates sec 3 schedules?

now, insanity goes to rest. we are the seniors, we are in charge, in control, in need to control ourselves as well to make sure that everyone is doing well. even if we dont like it, its our obligation to do it, for the success of the future batches to come, for the seniors of ours who did the same for us.

its lonely at the top, forget the view. im at the top here also, and this is the view i get. imagine, everytime something screws up or someone comes to you with yet another problem, all you would think of is

"i want to go back down to their level"

in the end, the stuff gets done, but all you would feel tired, weakened, burdened. to quote Tongo, "each day you're gasping for breath (*acts like fish out of water), you know what i mean?"

what a nice leader i am man. you ppl dont have to mention this to anyone outside, i suppose you would feel the same as well.

and jo, at least take comfort in that cosine75 has the possibility of becoming like 2boh5... if only we had that period of slack time to work with.... ah well
and oh, i couldnt spend much time on heritage day. sorry =S

oh damn i feel so... depressed. life sucks so much already, then read about all the fun of the past and the crap of the present... let me cry man (turn and hide first). can this be the last morose post in the blog? not likely, that would make the blog empty... but theres a hope anyway.

to better lives(hopefully) ahead,
cheers

#29
blahking are talking crap. exaggerating. take no heed. and damn, im feeling depressed. and damn, i want class tee 3rd ed!

becauseTWOBrocks at
12:35 AM

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

i guess it's just too many things that happened recently and the world's getting too complicated [like szekiat said] for us, or rather, for me. all these stupid cliche is making me sick to the uppermost top and falling to the deepest valley, and up and down, and up and down again; until a point where i just have to stop and get off the sickening track because im going to throw up soon. and then later i realise that the only thing, but the thing that brought so, so much impact, is the people whom im taken that ride with. they laughed with me when it went up, teared with me when it went down, tried to get hold of me when i was falling off. and then poof, when suddenly i just have to be gone, they're gone with the wind, too. no it's not that they abandons. they dont. have you ever watched a roller coaster ride which the people on it screams laughs cries and drops their slippers, and then u stand below, ur mood changes with theirs, but it's just that no matter what happens, you cant go up there with them anymore.

arg nevermind about whatever im blabbering about.

so during this period of extremely depressing time, when everyone of us here looks at how there is a power struggle in ur own cca as the old steps down, new takes over; how many of us so disheartened and disappointed; how many of us lost that passion that you know you used to have, people, this is part of life.
i know it's really beautiful to just take out the photo albums and flip it through remembering the fun and innocent old times when all we do is to laugh and joke and play and confide in each other all day long, so simple, no complicates, no struggle, no worries. but no, whatever that happened had happened and past, and now it's time to accept the harsh reality that crashes so harsh and so real, down the spines of each and every one of us here. this is the pain of growing up, and is the fun. this is when we learn to accept the things that we say 'wahlao fuck off' to, and take on responsibilities.
no, we dont be depressed by whatever that is the reality. u dont hate your life. u do whatever u can that will change the situation even though u dont expect it to make that big a significance. that is called hope. and without hope, the heart of this world dies.

when you get really really tired, just remember, that there is this place that's a neverland to all of us here and it's called a home, twobohfive. preserve it like a dream that u need when u're just so drained, knowing that it will be here and always here whenever you need. beacuse when all of us talk about 2B, we are the us whom we were in 2B and that never changes no matter how we're shaped into now. never. and with dreams there is hope, with hope, there is happily ever after.

so you and i, we are all dreams for each other (:

# eight

becauseTWOBrocks at
9:31 PM

Monday, July 24, 2006

THE ONLY REASON THIS BLOG EXISTS IS FOR JOLENE TO MOAN AND GROAN ABOUT HOW SHE LOVES TWOB OH5.

there is just this quality in our damn class that i can't seem to find in my current secthree class, and i bet the rest of you people don't either.

the fact that we use to snap each other's bra strap and pull down each other's pants, holler and giggle and squirt water out of nike bottles, make a fool out of ourselves, throw sanitary pads all around without the guys wincing, everyone being so comfortable with everyone else, and mostly, enjoying it.
can you do that in your current class w/o being classified as a nuiscance and downright irritating?

and for that, it's priceless.

okay, the past two years have been like a replay of kindergarten.
we were all playmates who didn't give a hoot. don't tell me you didn't have the time of your life in 2Boh5.
it's just so innocent and pure lah, coming to think of it.
we were so comfortable with each other and everything was no strings attatched.

which is why everything seems so complicated and complex now.

planning of my class's heritage day thing was hell man.
lack of communication, minimal enthusiasm and initiative. most of everything twoB was not.

and all that time i was thinking back to how we guys used to plan things. everything turned out fabulously successful. we were the ones who created the coloured cellophane lights. and who could ever forget LALALAND?
everyone had wonderful ideas back and forth. everyone helped.
no stupid questions, everyone understood.
like, we got this mutal understanding that goes beyond words.

i know i declare that my secthree class rocks.
but it's no where near this class.

who wants a third edition class tee?

becauseTWOBrocks at
7:56 PM