i miss my own voice.
i miss my own laughters.


tmrw's rag day. the day when all raggers have been working so hard for.
i am so proud of the rest of the OP comm. the flaggers and the raggers.
very very much. and i am sure their efforts will be paid off.


i want sanity.
i know how my mood fluctuates these few days.
i can be talking nonsense for a second and the next i am brimming with tears.

this is madness, isn't it.
it feels like my j1 days all over again.
and the feeling sucks.


on a lighter note, i am thankful i found friends who understand. baobaonya and khrisnam.
and the other guys (who might not share my sentiments ALL the time)
this experience is something that only those who went thru it will understand.
bystanders would nv understand the entire experience.

many might say that they are proud to be a fw oc er.
i would just say that i am proud to be one. but i am fine without it too.

the experience i have gotten from f w o c was definitely one of a kind. and i've learnt a lot from it.
and i seriously enjoyed being friends with the freshmen.
and i am happy to see one of my freshman turn from a quiet boy to a chirpy and talkative man.


these 3 mths haven been that smoothsailing and easy.
but the best thing that has happened to me was joining kryep.
the friends i've made. the care i've been showered. the love that i've found from all people.
it has made my 3 mths more worthwhile.


and i am REALLY REALLY glad to have loads of attention showering on me thru fw oc and yep.
i nv felt so cared for before. it makes me feel like i am of existence.
i guess i really need that.
on the other hand, it makes me really really dependent.
once fw oc ends, and i am back to civilian life.
would things still be the same?
or would things just disappear and pretend as if nothing has ever happened before?

no one knows.


i want to be nice cos i really needed that care and concern which i've been missing since young.

alright.

goodnight worldlings.
rag day tmrw and we are gng to bag all the prizes again! :D





we are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless.
we don't get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers.
we were made to be lovers bold in broken places,
pouring ourselves out again and again until we're call home