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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

tuesday bleuz.
ok so what should i talk about? i've got time on my hands and stefanie sun (nice!) playing in the background. hmm.

RV June Camp 2005
i guess we didn't really do a great job of it eh? *edit* SCREAM!!!! RARRRRR. okay. now that that's out of the way. */edit* nvm. at least it was quite an achievement. the satisfaction of actually pulling it off... i'm quite happy about that as well. even though it didn't turn out as well as could have been. and hopefully "dream. believe. achieve." will remain in the heart of the choir for a while... and we'll get somewhere.

random holiday stuff
so its one week into the hols. and i really have a lot to do to get anywhere near any of my goals. i've already lost one and a half weeks, and i suppose i should get started on my mugging schedule and my large-project schedules. if only i could transfer the drive and the perseverance which i learnt form the camp into all that i do, i guess i'd really get somewhere with these dreams. oh well. dream, believe, achieve. haha.

anyways more random stuff. it seems that bishan is a magnet for rain on late tuesday afternoons. i ended up dragging my sorry ass all the way to bishan, hoping i'd get to play a good round of tennis, but in the end the bloody place was so wet. rawrrr. and i can't stand my cousin. like really lorh. if you're there earlier and you see that the damn courts are wet, can you please just TELL ME THAT IT'S OFF AND DON'T BLOODY MAKE ME WASTE 2 HOURS OF MY LIFE TRAVELLING FROM PASIR RIS ALL THE WAY TO BISHAN AND BACK. okay. just wanted to explode there. see larh. i think all the ranting about choir camp is getting to me.

haiz. for the life of me i can't seem to get any good blog entries up. lolx. can't stand it.

stained with coffee at 10:32 PM

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