Sometimes I wish I could sleep

I really wish I can sleep like a normal person.

I don't want to rely on sleeping pills. I just want to fall asleep.

But every now and then, I stare into the ceiling. I feel tired, I close my eyes but when I open them, i feel sad to realize only 20 ~ 30 mins have passed. Yet, I still feel so awake ... and once again, I stare into the ceiling. I hear the fan, 'Train' singing on itunes, a few cars driving and my heart beating. The room is black.

Why do I suffer? I hate this feeling. I want to sleep normally, so I don't feel tired tomorrow.

Damm.

Half a semester later ... she still makes me smile

Half a semester ago ... Connie Talbot cheered me up when I was doing my revision for my examinations.

Today her video still give me that happy feeling and when Simon spoke to her... it just sends that tangy feeling down your spine. You know, that feeling just before you cry because you are touched.

Need a smile? Just listen to her. Amazing little kid.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn5L5U92_54

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rI9OMiLlKL0&feature=related

I think when one is young, one is really amazing. Because all you can dream of are the simplest of things. And when that happens, you will do your best because all have to do is channel all your energy into accomplishing one thing without any worries. Maybe, we all should try to be little kids sometimes... or at least think like them.

Time to say hello Mr MOE.

While most of you are worrying about the up and coming exams,
some of us are beginning to have concern over our futures.

Some of us have gotten jobs... mostly the MOE people
Others have gotten positions in banks, private firms and statutory boards
Others are just about to apply for other positions.

Then one thought flashed across my mind...
"So the end (of my education life) is not the end, its just a transition into another level."

Most of you will think so as well, after all, we should be learning till the day we lie in our graves or , as I for see myself, settle within an urn.

So I took some time off on Thursday and wondered into the wilderness, to reflect on the lessons I learnt in life... and Prof Savage came to mind. He was right, his teaching style is way different from most 'popular' lecturers and some would even find it pointless. But I kind of liked his style, though I know some of my classmates didn't really find his 'everything under the sun' lesson style particularly interesting.

Savage taught us the syllabus... and much more. In my opinion, he may not be the most effective lecturer... but he made an impact, an impact I believe would embrace me for life. It was his personal way of saying ... "the future is yours to mould but always remember the little, important lessons in life."

Life isn't about statistics, it isn't about cash, it isn't about living a comfortable life. It is about love. And as I continued to wonder... another question, often directed to me by others, came to mind... "Why do you choose to teach?".

I really cannot answer this question properly. But I do have an answer. I love to help others and I think teaching is the best way out. Prof Savage reaffirmed that thought in me. I used to believe he wasn't interested in lecturing in year 3, that was because of the inhuman vibes he gave me. But that changed after this semester. I really saw his lectures in a different light. And I thank him for that. Because, his views about education was not purely on grades... it was about life and how we should carry ourselves in society. In fact, if you ask me what I will remember for life from my year 4 lecturers... it would be this 3 thoughts below:

"Do not invest in property, invest in humanity."

- Carlos Santana -

"Education is about taking a stand, not perfecting the knowledge.

It is one about morals and not facts and figures."

- Prof Savage -

"If you want to plan for a year, grow rice

If you want to plan for 10 years, grow trees

If you want to plan for 100 years, teach the young"

- Confucius -

I really enjoyed the Thursday morning lessons and all the little chats we had about life. And as I start tweaking myself into an educator, I wouldn't aim to earn a higher pay, I wouldn't want to get recognized, I wouldn't want to be someone who is know as the 'best'. All I would love to be is someone who loved sharing his life to another ... sharing lessons about the little things in life. Lessons we call love.

Where did my week go?

Once again, I sit down and ask myself... where the blardee hell did my week go. I been doing so much, I don't seem to remember anything ... maybe my brain is really giving in.

All I can remember are some more tensed moments this week.

Anyway time to thank some people, who brought a smile to my face in the desperate times of this week.

Thanks G, for listening to my crap on sunday, it really helped. And ganners if you see this, you should really thank G as well. If you already did, thank her again haha. She made it possible.

O and there is Jelly, I guess no matter what happens, you always be there to encourage me. I don't really understand one thing... how come you always so nice to me?

And Adrc and classmate tan, for their tough love... Sorry if I wasn't in a good mood Ks. I really needed the extra military treatment to keep me going... and you 2 provided that... waking me up at 3 am... sending me down guilt trips. I know you always meant well for me.

Then there are 3 young brats I want to chop down... Diyanah, Veron and Li Ling ... If my heart wasn't strong, I already suffered a heart attack ... after a tough week, thanks for the prank.

And Joey gan... thanks for being a good sport... it made me feel really happy to see that you enjoyed the birthday party...

I really think its nice to have you people around. It rocks the socks k.

Today, after I submitted my last assignment of my NUS life... I laid down and slept in the honours room. When I woke up, everyone was gone... and I kinda disliked that feeling... makes me wonder, what I do without true friends.

All I wanted was some peace and time for myself...

I planned to spend the whole day to settle my stuff. But in the end I can't, cause I was too lazy and I had other stuff to look into. Damm.

I had a freaking busy week. I been sleeping an average of 3 hours to 4 hours a day. And I can't even eat 3 meals on most days. Thanks to the cultural essay ... and the ISM aftermath.

I think this shall be the last week I am ever going to rush stuff. I shall plan to keep time for myself.

Things I would love to do. Sleep, Listen to music, Drink, Smoke, cycle, run, go out with my beloved friends, go out with my family, have meals with mummy, spend time cleaning my room so I don't have to sleep on the floor. I could have done all that. I planned to do it. But I didn't . Maybe I was too ambitious. Damm.

Okie this time, Mum and Dad, you both out did yourself... And weiting... thanks for Punking me.

My Sister and my parents punked me... they did.

Because of advice given by a geomancer ... we had to repaint the house and do a few mini renovations. So yar... we had to repaint my beautiful sunrise (orange on the top, blue on the bottom) room.

But when I called home, my sister told me my room needed to be pink... So I almost fainted... to makes matter worst... Mrs Tan confirmed the painters were going to pain my room pink and needed me to clear my room by last Wednesday. Sian.

I wanted to go against that idea... for obvious reasons... but since I think it was Mr and Mrs Tan's house and it would make them happier, I decided to just resign to faith... Sigh.

So on Thursday night, after rushing cultural essay till 1 am, I decided to return home to grab some stuff for Friday's soccer match. Well Ganners came along just in case I fell asleep on the wheel. Along the way I was telling him how much shock I might be to discover my room pink...

But when I stepped into my room... guess what colour was it?

It was white! Woo Hoo! not pink! haha... the best part is: the colour matches the earlier dreams of 'Project White Room'. I always wanted a white room, after having a green, black and the recent sunrise colour room...

And Mr and Mrs Tan, thanks for taking out all the posters and photos... I wouldn't have done it because I just couldn't bare to discard the past... I shall keep those stuff away from the wall and only place stuff that are relevant to me now. Thanks mummy and daddy for cleaning up that messy room.

So I am starting once again from ground zero. And I shall try rebuilt a happier life around this room. It is still far from done... but honestly, I cannot ask for anything better then my new white room. My family Rocks.

I am ok ... I really am

Classmates and those who were concern, I really am fine.

I think listening to depressing music like Sigur Ros didn't help but I got better. Don't believe ask classmate Tan.

Anyway, some of you think I got emotional because we have to move on... Hey peeps, thats not the main matter lar.

Just put it simply... I am lost... so lost I cannot differentiate left from right.

That is the simplified way of telling you all how I feel.

I gave in to...

Damm... its been months since I ate fast food... purposely at least.

Today I ate Burger King. Because I wanted some sinful food. Damm.
The previous time I ate was last semester's examinations. shit.

Who ask you to act smart?

That was what Dawa commented on Eng Hwee's choice on to take the engineering gem:Living with fluids.

O yar that comment came 4 months into the semester... haha.

Don't worry. This is who I am.

The nice ** **** pointed out that my last post scared some of you guys. Maybe it did. But don't worry. Because this is who I really am. Not some suicidal.

I am sorry that my ending off paragraph might sound like I am suicidal but I am not lar. haha. As I explained to Jilyn, its my way of saying I am very happy and I that I wish it ends here. Not that I really want to die now, but when its time... I wished it is the way I feel now.

If life was a reel of tape, like those they screen on the silver screen, I wish my film ends now. You may think I dread change. But its not that, that is like the least of my worries.

I cannot tell you what is bothering me. Cause I don't know the answer myself. But I am happy the way things are. The paragraph of the urn is my way of saying... I love you all for making me happy. Just that I don't do it the way I usually do, by thanking you guys directly. I didn't do it the way I prefer. But the way I felt it was suitable for my current lost mood. Yar. Thats it.

And yes. This song is ringing in my head now.

Distance Dreamer - Duffy

Although you think I cope,
my head is filled with hope...
of some place other than here.

Although you think I smile,
inside all the while...
I'm wondering about my destiny.

I'm thinking about,
all the things,
I'd like to do in my life.

I'm a dreamer,
a distant dreamer,
dreaming for hope, from today.

Even when you see me frown,
my heart won't let me down,
because I know there's better things to come (Woah Yeah).

And when life gets tough,
I feel I've had enough,
I hold on to a distant star,

I'm thinking about,
all the things,
I'd like to do in my life...

I'm a dreamer,
A distant dreamer,
dreaming for hope from today.

I'm a dreamer,
A distant dreamer,
dreaming for hope from today.

Yeah, I'm a dreamer

Oooooooh...
Oooooooh...
Oooooooh...

I'm a dreamer,
a distant dreamer,
dreaming for hope from today,

Yeah i'm a dreamer...

Oooooooh...
Oooooooh...
Oooooooh...

I'm a dreamer.

The man without a compass

I think I lost my bearings. Because I don't have my compass anymore.

I also don't know how I lost it. I really don't. But I don't think my brain functions well without it.

Incident 1: I thought the disc drive had Ganner's Siguros CD... and it just wouldn't come out. I held on to the eject button. I restarted my iMac. I rebooted my iMac with open command. It wouldn't come out. But when I found the CD... It was in the CD case.

Incident 2: I wanted to take a breather. You all know where I use to smoke. On the roof. But as I walk pass the door. I didn't realize the door and moved passed it. Until ganners asked me where I was going... damm.

Incident 3: I cannot even recall it. It happen 25 mins ago. Damm

What is happening? I don't know. All I know I kind of lost focus in life. I feel empty. I feel tired. I don't know how to start my cultural paper. Angry and emo songs make me happy. I almost lost my temper in a MSN conversation. I forgot to walk my classmate to the bus stop and let her walk alone. Shuts.

Maybe its because I finished the ISM. Maybe its because the Geo Lab was empty. Maybe its because some of my friends are feeling down as well. Maybe its because I have to keep rejecting my friends when they asked me to hang out. Maybe its because my room is now pink. Maybe is because I feel unappreciated. Maybe its because I played too much and now I am suffering from post-happiness disease.

But I just found my walking stick. So thats good. And I wrote 3 lines for the cultural debate. Good signs after a terrible day. A day where I wasn't at ease alone, where I had to rely on others to laugh. I want to find my way again.

If you ask me where I want to be now...
My answer is my urn.
I am ready to end it all.
I am happy the way things are.
really.

Lame.

I know there are many people out there who are 'lame' in a funny sense.

But of late... I probably met the lamest friend I ever got. Tan Way Ngee... haha
Just check out her lameness...

Leon: Just pulling your leg lar
Jilyn: No wonder I cannot move
Leon: Ji Lame k
Jilyn: I am really Lame, cos my ankle is loose

Right not the actual words. But you get the idea right?

Fridays the best

Finally, it is Friday. The weekends are here. But its Fridays that have been the best to me.

Why? Cause on Friday I usually go on 'mini holidays' and take a break from everything else. Everything meaning school work. So where do I go? Well... there was Football Fun Fridays... yar was, I hope we start having fun with the soccer ball again. Legs itchy.

But recently, I been going to green spaces with 'Hot Date 1' - Jelena and 'Hot Date 2' - Huay Huay... haha yar and its been smashing so far. I always hope Fridays come sooner. So I can just throw away the books and just spend one whole day with my classmates.

Serenity


Monster!!!


Hot Dates 1 and 2


A Beautiful Sunset: A good way to end the week

Back.

I found myself again.

Maybe it was due to burn out.
But I suddenly feel the drive again

I felt like I lost my spirit.
Thank Gosh.
I found it back.

End.

It is a painful process.
Maybe I should just end it.
Stop hoping and believing that things will go better.

What do you do when your heroes fall?

I have an Idol in class. You know who you are.

What do you do when your heroes fall? I don't really know cause I felt helpless when I saw you down.

I hope you will be fine soon.
Don't worry... heroes need fools as well.
If a fool can make you smile, I hope I can be a fool as well.

Just out from the Photo Booth!

Stuff people do when they are sad but high...

These people rock my Chui world. Thanks!
Jilyn rocks also... look out for her blog post (http://jeff-fann.livejournal.com/142980.html)
which was made later in the night... haha!

Everything Will Be Alright - All Star United

I know most of use are burden by work. But I believe if we continue to work hard and stay together... everything will be alright.

Time to share a song ... A Christian Song. Yar weird right? How come Leon, a non-Christian will share such songs? The reason is ... although Christian writes songs to praise God, I listen to songs for meanings but I do not adopt their original intend but I decipher them and come out with my own interpretation of the lyrics. Basically, I do not accept its original intend but I come up with my own interpretations. Sorry if I confused anyone or offended others.

Back to the song. This song has followed me for years, dating back to Secondary school. A Close 10 years. It has always told me that what its title says: Everything will be alright. Especially when you think of the 'you' in the songs as friends. It really helps.

Everything Will Be Alright - All Star United

To everyone I could not meet
I'll spell it out in lyrics simple and neat
To all of you who never knew this until now

It's flowing in fountains
And I'm counting on moving mountains

'Cause I know when You're near me
Everything will be alright
And I'm sure when You're close by
Everything will be alright

So if you wish to help yourself
Cry out "Jesus" with a capital "Help"
Tell your fear "disappear and fade away"

You get me through, that's what You do
You lit me up I'm burning like
Lightning up in the sky
Even if the sun refuses to shine
And stars played hidaway
That's alright, that's OK

To everyone I could not meet
I know it sounds a little sugary sweet
But how can I even try not to explain

Don't Jump

If you jump I will jump with you.

But yar don't jump

Blog wars

I know some people out there have 'flamed' me...

That refers to you classmate tan! haha

Just read her blog about the prata challenge.
It will lighten up your day.

Thanks for the blog wars.
It keeps me alive.
And help me reduce the need to blog about a wonderful supper at our new favourite hang out spot.

And I agree... Huay Huay is not only a blog voyeur... he is a stalker as well. haha

He nodded his head.

I don't know if my ISM is going fine. But I know, my supervisor is nodding his head.
I know my ISM is flawed because my Achilles heel is my writing.
What I know I have to do is work hard.
So for the next few days got to life by the motto...

Suck It Up!

J is for Jilyn

J is for JIlyn the educated ** ****. I am not suppose to say what it is. haha.

But as time flies, my perception of Jilyn has changed. In the beginning, I thought she was a fierce ** ****, who was very loud. Then I kind of realized she was an educated ** ****, who was still very loud. Well I always believe she is very 'zhai' ... then again... that changed when I realized she a lovable cockster haha. Then about a week ago she told me she wanted to be sophisticated... so now I can't really coin her properly.

Wait... I think I still can.

Jilyn is loud. She has always been loud, to me at least. Loud as in not noise pollution. She is the kind of loud you want cause it cheers you to hey her jokes, laughter etc.

Jilyn is a nice friend to have around. I cannot explain it but the moment I realized that she was a cockster like one of us, I kind of accepted her as a friend.

Before that I was damm frightened to even talk to her. I worried constantly if I pissed her off, her killer scream and anger would probably burn me to ashes . But that never happen, it probably was just my preconceptions of her, which was like totally wrong. Then again... maybe it might be true... haha

Jilyn thanks for having breakfast with me and entertaining my boring life with all that chit chat about teaching, school, making money and life. When I submit my ISM I probably will not remember what I wrote or what grade I get. But if you mention to me the 80 packets of ****** ... I will remember one random Tuesday morning with Jilyn.

Going Bananas

I love bananas. And of late the bananas are keeping me alive. Not to mention the hilarious packaging and its unintended message to little kids... hehe

Little Bananas for Your Little Hands
What education packaging can provide

Random Messages that appear on my com.

When your tired, don't you really want someone to just talk to you. Even if its a short random message. Thanks for all the little notes along the way. Its a happy feeling to look back at these messages and somehow it manages to make me smile.

Hello caretaker tan!

The fotos r on ur desktop in case u miss it… I still love u ! haha…jiayous n c u tml… =)

Ur hot date,
Jelli


Hello Leon!

You are still sexy But Tracy wants me to tell you that she accidentally deleted your click5 cd from your itunes library but the files are still In your computer, of course. She is very sorry.

Love,
Afidah

The day I felt detach.

It was rather quiet in class today. There was no vibrancy or laughter as compared to the cool weekend. I miss the class... maybe I cause myself to be 'detached' because I just wanted to be left alone.

Perhaps I was just too tired for the day. I wasn't really productive and I felt stressed. There for I had to 'run away' by visiting Uncle Tony. I am glad I manage to find my passion there again. Gardening helps relax your soul. An hour or two and I felt fully recharge. Warm beer in the afternoon also helped a bit. Haha.

Despite being physically tired, I manage to stay awake for the evening. If you guys didn't realize, today I only napped in the afternoon, I didn't even place my forehead on the table after dinner.

Maybe its really time to be serious. I will suffer tomorrow so I can clear up the mess that was left behind. Lit review reconstruction, Governmentality and discussion. They will be the first to go down tomorrow. Then I will have to reproduce the entire ISM with a sharper focus. That will have to be done before I go for my final meeting with Harvey.

Stay strong and be focus. Time to 'suck it up'.

The last piece.

It was the last piece, I couldn't imagine my luck. Haha.

I hope it made you smile and happy. Just felt like cheering you up.

Work - not my cup of tea

Its monday and I just handed in my 'enhanced' field journal. Took an ultra long time to do a simple assignment. Ain't really a productive or effective writer. Maybe that is my other Achilles Heel... Working (more like writing) as slow as a snail.

I can take hours to finish an essay. Some just need an hour or two. When I take days to finish a paper, the rest would finish it in a day. I think I have to rethink my working habits and work rate.

Well because of my slow work rate, I usually spend long hours in the Honours Room or Geo Lab trying to finish up work. And most of the time I am usually the last to finish... Damm. Hate that sucky feeling.

But then again, I got myself to blame. But I don't really blame myself for having breakfast with Oons and Dawa or going cycling with Hong Yi. I don't even regret having dinner at Ikea with my classmates and ice cream after that. Maybe that is my downfall with regards to work.

Then again... I must keep focus... focused on what I intend to do... learning how to put leisure in front of work. I am sure a lot of people will believe in work before fun. But I wouldn't really agree. You can brand me as some fool or idiot who isn't professional enough to finish his god damm work load way before the deadline... but that is who I really am.

I guess the right way to do it for now is to plan for fun but moderate between work and leisure. As long as I am certain I won't produce low quality work and I can finish on time, I think I am still able to emphasize leisure over work. Maybe I won't be successful, rich or famous. But at least I know I can make a few of you smile before my deadlines. So yar, that makes me happy as well. So why not?

Believe or a Lie?

Come on... look at what Fallout Boy sings about believe...
It quite true cause sometimes believes may not turn out all that fine
and then again... what to do if you don't even believe at all?

The best part of "believe" is the "lie"
I hope you sing along, and you steal a line
I need to keep you like this in my mind
So give in or just give up

Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year - Fallout Boy
From Under the Cork Tree

A beautiful beer lady and a few good friends

I think Saturdays rock once more. Because I look forward to beer. Haha.

Wouldn't the days be nice if you alway had people to slog assignments with you? Makes the weekend and assignments much more worth while right?

Yar and thanks Selena, Melo and Yien for paying a surprise visit! I am glad you all did, because this semester has been so hectic I couldn't really find time to spend with you all. Sorry that the car rides and supper trips have been limited to a few. I wish I had more time for you guys.

And yar, found a new beer garden to hang out with friends. Definitely going to head there again. A few good beers, some gossips, shouting and great jokes with friends rock the world. Can't wait till the 14th, then we can all get drunk together... and I really like to find out how drunk you guys can get... haha.

"it is easy to please SXXXXX ... just blow his head"

Some classmate after two beers...

Cursed.

I am suppose to return my sleep debt.

Yet, I have failed. I been starring at the ceiling for a long time.

Help. I need help to sleep. I detest these hours...

Post 150: Hope my parents find this. Haha.

My air con is down... for almost a year. haha.
My room is 'shielded' away from the wind flow. So it gets damm stuffy on certain nights.
Mummy and Daddy, if you even hear about this or read this.
"Could you please fix the air con?"

Haha.

O yar Post 150... Dedicated to my mummy, Mrs Tan. I guess she is my real BIGGEST FAN... and I a her BIGGEST FAN as well... Sometime I wish I can freeze time, so I can always see her as happy as she is now. But hiya, got to live life with the thoughts of a bitter future. Mrs Tan, my biggest asset in my life ... my humanity... is a given to me by virtue of your love. Thank you.

I love you mummy.

A happy ending to a week

This week has obviously been a low. So many things went wrong. No point mopping over them.

Nevertheless, there are other things to be joyful about. Especially friendship.

When I was at the lowest of the week on Monday, there was my little godsister to send me a word of comfort. When I was drained on Tuesday, there was the class and Stacy Oon who punked me upside down. When Wednesday was going down the drain due to work, there was Vincent and the Sunshine gang who believed that we would do well. Who can forget the supper at Fong Seng. O yar, Huishi surprised me with a very lovely note... she came to remind me to update this on Saturday by the way. haha. On Thursday when effort wasn't repaid, there was Joey, Adrc and Xuan. And today when my body crumbled under fatigue, there was Xue Ying, Li Ling, the class, J and G.

I didn't expect to be so buried in shit the entire week. I think what kept me walking or crawling was the people beside me. Well, who needs help when you have giants walking beside you.

Good night World. I will wait for you to tell me what to do.
Rainbows exist, I am sure they do.
For now, thank you for your friendship.

Just too little time, too much to do

I didn't move, when the phone moved
Nor did I make a sound, when asked a question

I just wanted to shut myself out.
Needed time off. Really lost within all this assignments.
My pink health bar is turning white.
And slowly my body is slowly controlling my mind.

I wonder what to do now.
Should I go left, right?

Maybe I should walk 3 steps
and see were I wanted to go back then.
Then again with all these difficulties
I probably end up here again...

The brown Jacket

Just a random thought.

The brown jacket still reminds me of you. How you used to like using it when we were still together.

Damm random. haha.

Learning from students, everyday

Started rumbling about the past last night. Sometimes it becomes so nostalgic you actually start romanticizing about the past. So I started to look into my history around my NUS life.

When I thought about the topic of work... I will always recall the attitudes of 3 friends.

Guoyong, I doubt he ever knows I kind of respected him in a special way. I always seen him as some senior who gave a damm to anything that mattered to his friends. Although he might have not been the best student in the class, he probably is the best senior to look for when you need an advice to any other logic in life. Cause he gave a damm about the simple things in life, DOTA, supper and friends. O yar, I took him as a role model on last minute work and recently change my entire essay 12 hours before the dateline. haha

Vincent. Probably reverse the way I see certain perspectives about life. Although he is superior in debate and knowledge as compared to a year 4 like me, he is never shy to share his views. I thank him for being frank and for sharing what he knows with me. A humble individual who never admits the genius he really is.

Grand master Chan... perhaps the most influential friend in my studies. Luckily for me, he was always patient enough to edit my work, advice me and teach me new studying methods. Although my perspective on leisure being fundamental to everything clashes much with his work first attitude, he has shown how good advice and encouragement is never in vain. Thanks for the effort Hon Man, I will always remember the last min advices and encouragement you sent through the sms hours before our papers. Thanks for taking the effort to remember.

I wonder now, have I ever been a great student, not a smart or outstanding student but rather one who has learnt from the examples set before me. I hope that I have accomplishd that... but honestly I don't think I have done that.

Another one bites the dust.

Topics presentation is over... I am relieved with that and I am happy with the presentation and the process of doing it.

Honestly, I was lost from the start because I had no confidence in conducting a physical geography research... but I learnt a lot from the process...

I realize that physical geography isn't much about the statistics and findings but the relationships and possibilities. I guess the project shed a lot of light to my doubts at the module as a whole. Perhaps even tilted my opinions as it being a poorly conducted module.

Because of the unpredictable nature of physical geography and its vast area of study... possibilities seem to be the word that brings motivation to this branch of Geography.

April Fools Day!

This is probably gonna be the best April fools day in my life so far. For once the punking was actually exciting... although I was massed punked by all of you. I utterly enjoyed the game. I am amaze at the unity of the class at punking me... but how can you punk me at my 'home'? Especially when I cannot shift my furniture home? haha... But guys, thanks for the pranks... I must admit the hidden wheel and keyboard pranks were great! haha. And from this punk, I know how to trust in class now... haha.

O yar, I tried to write lousy punk letters to everyone... but I just cannot finish all of them at a go. So yar, wait till next year... maybe I get to punk you all as well... haha.

Thanks guys, for the punk. I will always look back at this day and remember writing punk letters in class, giving prank calls, the bicycle, my keyboard and a few individuals... I am sure it will bring back memories when we are 50... It will.

Broken.

It is broken. But we are happier that way.

Can't really explain why. But I am pretty much ok about it. I become much happier after the problem surfaced. At least I can scream to music once again... after 2 weeks.

Now I just hope to see her smile. Thats all.