Notepadded

I'm blogging on Notepad. wow.

Sent my previous blog entry to Chris, forgetting to save a draft. Still waiting for the night to pass in California so that I can get him to email it back and then will I be able to put it up onto my blog.

Seriously, I've got so many things to blog about, but everytime I come to blogging, I don't know what to say anymore. I've been wheezing so much these days I can't concentrate. Ain't it really bad? I've got shitloads of homework to do. History essay, two literature essays, another literature journal thinggy, Harris is going to give yet another, Econs essay also. After the TSD prelims I just can't bring myself to work for anything any longer.

I've been wanting to pen my Confession Letters, and also about Groups, about Sea Regatta and Orientation, about many stuff I have to bitch. It's just time that I do not have enough of, eh? Tried to play the flute today, practising a duet by Telemann with Priya on the piano. Loved the tune. At least something I'm doing for MYSELF, as in, something that I told myself to do, not others :D

Orientation. Come to think of it, it merely passes by like a butterfly. I was all excited to pen my favourite moments down, but it seems nothing's really worth my memory anymore. Except the friendship I have with the OGLs,not all, but some, are truly what I want to keep in my heart, what I cherish. Jastine, my cutest son ever, CK, Rachel, Zihua, Maria!!, Cher Li, (mervyn), Roxanne. Such amazing, wonderful people. I guess it's because I don't know them in totality or even near that, but I want to keep these sweet memories just as it is sweet to me now. It might all change, it might all be gone one day, but at least I can look back and remember these friends who I had and actually loved.

The kids? Ha. I only cherish my relationship with, prolly, Kal-lynn. She was the sweetest. She was cooperative, pretty, and she wrote me a really wonderful letter about how I made O1 work for her. I felt so touched by it, for some reason no one else really appreciated us, and I felt she was indeed a really good friend I got to know through Orientation. I wrote her a reply, which is what I'm still waiting for, to say the truth.

Well, when they asked me whether I wanted to go out with them, I didn't exactly want to. Everytime we went out as a OGteam, we never seem to click very well. There are always silences, always awkward pauses, always bored faces. I guess it's in me to make people laugh, but like I mentioned in my previous blog entry, I no longer feel the need to be obliged to do anything or to anyone. I just don't want to, and hence, I'm not going to, go for a gathering and at the end of it feel exhausted from keeping the atmosphere slightly more than alive.
That's quite a lot eh, despite my claim that I get a mental block everytime I try to blog? I'm gone for now.
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