=*a.r.i.a.n.e=*

it’s 31 december 2006… whenever it’s 31 dec, i would feel a sense of ‘loss’… some kind of feeling i’ll always get on this day.. as if a year just seem so fast.. too fast to grab hold of anything.. hahaha… but especially today.. not only bidding goodbye to 2006, but also to NUS.. in a blink of an eye.. im already in my 6th semester.. and as i file for graduation , i felt a sense of nostalgia and a funny feeling…it’s like whenever i feel bonded to an environment, i have to leave…a change is a constant…i remember cursing at the CORS system in year 1 sem 1.. and did that every sem..be it outbidded or anything.. until yr 3 sem 2… i remember being that ‘lost soul’ , being a freshie, being lost in NUS and had to call my senior to bring me back to science.. to having a sense of belonging after hanging ard in sch for lessons.. and staying over for numerous camps..but one thing for sure, im never a slave for CAP.. and i enjoy my life in NUS so far..

well.. 2006 can be summarised… everyday was a lesson for me, and everything that happen helped me grow.. im thankful to God for that..

(in bits & pieces..)

2006 january - april:

enjoying myself in honeymoon.. sweet, sour, bitter and spicy as well.. and had my first 8am lecture for CM2101..declaring CM2102 as self study module due to webcast.. and having so many slack modules .. help a friend in soem soccer tournament stuff.. preparing for CNY..my very ’screwed up’ valentines day.. haha.. was pretty motivated for studies in that semester.. after exams, went redang islands for hols.. and did rellief teaching..

june, jul and aug:

joined scamp, my first bash with sci club..worked in FCI and some funny working encounters with communicasia at expo, and coincidentally met stella and raymond and few more NUS ppl..joined SOW and had great fun..got to know a lot more friends…and got closer with my JC mates…

sept, oct, nov dec:

hmm.. very slack sem..no momentum and motivation to study that hard.. got really close with my clique of friends, got a few new IT gadgets, new comp and camera, and i remember myself playing and slacking lots… and recovered..joined sweat camp and thus summarised my 2006…

today i think it isn’t just my day.. everything is just doesn’t seem to be right.. or rather everything i do is wrong today… not that i’m particularly bitchy or negative about it.. i am just very amoused by everything that happen today…

i was woken up by the nagging of my dearest mummy and daddy.. they said i’ve been sleeping my life away..i mean this is no big news to them.. it’s always happens during my vacation period…so fine.. i thought it’s time to wake up too..haha.. so i went washing up and stuff..and both of them keep naaging and scolding me at-dunno-what… and i thought so accused…and off my parents went out.. so peace finally.. but i realised i had no breakfast..i really feel that today is JUST NOT MY DAY.. i check the lunar calendar.. yah… not my day…………

more was to come.. my mum came back from NTUC and she hurried me to open the door for her while i rushed out from the toilet…then helped my mum carry the groceries into the kitchen.. and i thought i was helpful enough to help her get everything pack in place..but something so sway happen to me that really proved it was not my day… the STUPID big fat ugly lizard (looks more like a 4 legged snake with a tail) just came out from nowhere from the cupboard and pounced on me… i screamed and jumped off.. and then accidentally knocked down a bottle of sesame oil which came out from nowhere as well.. SESAME OIL LEH!!!!

obviously more reasons for my mum to yell at me… i felt so down..that a moment of kindness led to this out-of-nowhere business..so i used the entire stack of newpapers to soak up the oil…for a moment i felt like i had broken a thermometer in the lab… haiz.. so i stood in the kitchen for 1 hr plus soaking up the oil… and clearing up the mess…

after everything up the mess.. i stood in front of the comp the whole day to plan and bid for my modules.. again.. i got reprimmanded for facing the screen for the whole day.. spoiling my eyesight and wasting the electricity..aiyoh… so i shut the comp down and went into the room to do my readings.. and again, got scolded again for cooping in my room for dunno what…

haha… looking at everything today in retrospect, i feel it’s really not my day…then my best friend called me and she told me she also faced the same prob! cos we are both born in the cowee year.. and we are both virgos..haha…no wonder..

in NUS, asking about someone’s CAP is tantamount to asking someone’s salary in the corporate world.. because it’s a sum or rather some digit to measure one’s competence.. for example, if A earns $800 and B earns $3500, naturally one would sum up that B is the more competent one between the 2… that is particularly true for the corporate world, one would be naturally awarded based on their performance… well.. afterall, it’s a performance based society now… haha!

however, in this context, CAP  may not be true for the case.. i didnt come up with this comment myself.. a prof expalained it to us during his lecture.."scientific methodology" which entails the history and the revolution of science, as well as how science influences the society and our future.. cant remember why he touch on that.. well anyway, prof novak is someone who loves to digress.. he gave me the deepest impresssion.. because he’s the only prof who doesnt condemns low flyers..or rather, had a different perspective of CAP system in NUS.. i remember this vividly in his lectures..  one with CAP 2.5 and another with 4.65.. of course that fella with 4.65 is the smarter one! well.. prof novak didnt agree with that…i admit im an averager, but i must really admit to the fact that i feel so damn stupid after entry to NUS… i felt im being piled from the top.. and i have to keep doing a lot to keep up with the grades.. i admit im no closet mugger.. but i do study hard.. well..of course i don’t complain much..becuase i come to NUS with an intention of buying a BSc with $20K .. i mean… of course there must be some passion for me in chemistry to survive in science and still keeping me going… haha…my cap is now X.XX.. but im still proud of myself.. haha..

prof noval once said… "a student with CAP 2.5 may not be more stupid than a 4.65.. and a 4.65 may not be cleverer than a 2.5.. CAP is just some silly digits to sum a student up.. to sum up his intelligence and capabilities.. and that’s very unfair to the student(s)".. for that split moment.. i glorified him and his quotes.. haha.. i agree with him… he went on to expound that CAP is just one’s capability in memorising the module contents and spaeks nothing else of the other aspects of the students which are commendable… as well as his character building..for example, a 4.65 student do not know the basic Ps & Qs or the EQ of the norm… or even the survival skill…. or the 2.5 student has the neccessary survival skills in him coupled with a better EQ which will better equip him in his future endeavours.. afterall, getting the best results is not of paramount importance in education.. the building of the whole entire person is more important…it’s difficult to be a super all rounder and it will be real cool if u are one.. he also quoted historical events that took place..about top scientists doing unethical stuff and do all kinds of unscrupulous things just to get an award and have his name glorified for some scientific breakthough..

i remember giving relief teaching in some schools and the kids in EM1 really drove me crazy…  remember that bunch of kids being so rude and thought the enitre world was theirs.. and the principle honoured the class.. just because ‘they are ELITE students’…of course it really feels very good to be an elite student.. i remember being in the best class in sec sch…and i remember i was bing called to the office for my poor grades.. to see the principle personally pertaining to BAD results… i remember standing nervously outside her office, preparing for the fiercest storm as i saw that girl before me got hell from her.. she was an aquaintance was a ‘not-so=good’ class.. when it was my turn, i expected the same treatment from the principle.. but instead she nicely asked me.."izzit cos of other commitments that rendered ur results to be so? pls have better time management……."

my morale was very low after entering NUS.. as i am surrounded by the real crème de la crème.. haha..all over the world.. and it was really comforting to hear this from prof novak.. that he doesnt discriminate ppl like me.. haha…well.. we had quite a good rapport through a play i was engaged in during his lecture.. and somehow, i got very flattered when he gave me an offer to do a post grad degree after graduation..for my passion for chemistry although my grades arent superb… he explained to me about his research.. about extracting some free radicals in some unknown compound he synthesized.. but at that point in time, i told him my grades were not great.. im only an X.XX…but he encouraged me to take on after explained that theory above ..

ok, what ever it is.. we all know that all of us slog like mad to get a decent X.XX.. some silly digits just to survive in NUS…. but i choose to walk out of the norm.. i choose to enjoy my school days happily and want to remember my school days as a happy student who truly lives a student life to the max.. i don’t want to remember myself mugging with a mugger’s mug of milo in the library…and nothing else..so long as i just do my best and it isnt too bad…i choose to look at education in a different light.. what’s more, a degree is just a stepping stone for that dog-eat-dog world out there… i think the university of life is more challenging..i think my real learning will start from there.. yeah.. so for now.. im happy & proud to be a student of X.XX!!!

i passed by a mango shop recently..i controlled my direction as i walked..trying so hard to pretend that i didnt see the big "50% off storewide"…i took a deep breath… and walked away courageously..then i saw this 4 letter word every where….SALE SALE SALE…irritating…

then i saw this really nice top at the display..i almost died when i saw the discount..it’s like 2 for $10 for some purchase… so i asked around wondering who will be my saviour…haha..finally i found my friend, jun, who also desperately finding someone to share this purchase… haha.. so happily.. i paid $5 for this really nice giordano top…wahaha..

i was happily home with my bargain… then i start to worry…cos..my mum will kill me..well.. so i hide my clothes in my bag… keep it for some day and throw in the washing machine like any other old clothes..hoping that my mum wont find out about my new buy…

but alas.. no clothing can escape from her eyes… as she was drying the laundry she called my name aloud…

"PEIYING!!!"

"huh?" (act blur but preparing to get scolded)

"new clothes again!!! "

"erm ya… but it was only $5 for such nice top.."

"but still.. that’s not the point… you are using up ALL of my hangers..you should get new hangers instead.."

i didnt dare to tell my mum about my wardrobe.. that my wardrobe collapsed…i tried nailing some parts some months ago…but recently it collasped further again..haiz…it’s really time to break the news to her.. i’ll rather get a hell lot of scoldings for a wardrobe sponsorship from my dad…haha..

but.. things was not as rosey…i didnt receive any sponsorship or bursary or whatever for a new wardrobe… so i head down to ikea with my friend and settle for a new nice sweety wardrobe.. and my dad was sweet enough to send it home for me….hee hee..

well.. everyone has passion… one of my passion is love for clothes..all kinds…so long as it’s reasonably affordable and good…and worthy of the material ..and as long as i look nice in it… i’ll just grab it.. i reckon im speaking for most girls..i don’t for branded stuffs specially…only more ‘classy’ brands when there’s a sale on .. and once in a while i would on occassions.. i wouldnt mind hand-me-downs from my cousins.. and of course.. all my clothes must look presentable… you can call me a clothes lover… but i know my spending limits too..

recently my best friend came into my room and ransacked my wardrobe.. she was shocked to see my ‘population’ of clothes as well as the range … all kinds of colours.. from the cheapest giordano $5 to the high end DKNY & Tommy Hil (from my cousins of course)… from the simplest designs to the most elaborate ones..my mum said the pieces of clothings i own can suffice 1 entire year..different clothes everyday…and all kinds of styles: from the most casual basics, to the sweet and girly ,to the feminine and demure, to the sexy, to sporty, to hippy looking…etc..because i like to have different looks.. and a ‘different me’…

haha.. quite true..but i don’t dare to count my properties i own..but the stuff i buy are usually on sale..and from my cousins…

i was pretty embarrassed when i have friends commenting on my dress sense positively..and some asking me to help them choose clothes for them… well.. it just speaks of i have more experience and dealings with clothings that’s all…haha..and mood..and because i love playing with clothes of all sorts..

however, at times.. i realised im very dressy.. and at times over dressed when i look into the mirror… that’s very bad… because i do admit that dressy girls do catch my eye and i’d use as reference sometimes.. but i tend to associate these dressy girls as more ‘complicated beings’….

well.. it’s quite bad .. because people tend to associate such girls as ‘complicated beings’ or ‘cheongsters’.. but im not…

i guess.. i must tone down a bit..the art of playing with clothes with humility is more challenging… hee hee…

had brekky with my friend at whitesands..the newly opened HK restaurant… it was quite HK style.. but i miss the real HK dim sum back in HK last year.. the food was so-so..but what really irritated me was their service over there.. the part timers seem to be having an easy pay…they literally stoned thruoghout the time we ate.. first we needed to ask for fork and spoons before being brought to us.. and what really astonished me was after eating and i needed to clean my mouth desperately.. i asked the waiter for serviettes…and he said "sorlly… serviette out of stock"..

later at night went out with my family for an early reunion xmas feast at furama’s.. the food was great…i was smitten with the choc fondue.. i was very afraid that my little cousin will poke his finger in the choc fountain and contaminate everything..thank goodness he behaved..haha.. so as usual..i ask for serviettes.. and the waitress dumped me a WHOLE STACK (abt 30 pieces) of serviettes in front of me..

this is me.. a rotten me… ive grown some mushrooms on my head (fungus)…cos IM SO BORED at home… im trapped at home… it’s been raining for days..non-stop..that i thought we need to build a NOah’s ark…so cold…and i work up late today…ate brekky and that get hooked on the comp..like now..my mum reprimanded that the amount of time used online can be used to master a few languages,,, haha..im too cold to do anything.. just feel like snuggling at one corner and hibernate…so suddenly i realised i should start playing maple story..it’s really cute.. i love mushrooms.. so cute..an di love my maple chac too.. so cute! ive been exclaiming ’so cute so cute’ throughout the time playing.. and my sis is so fed up with me and told me to shut up… then she pop by and then her turn to ‘SO CUTE!’..haha..and that she sat beside me as i played and we ‘SO CUTE!!" together…but things can go boring after awhile.. and i decided to eat..pop some chips and choco as i sat in front of the comp.. and then my mum said my face is ‘glowing’..(from the comp screen)..i pretended i was doing some research for my jobs-to-be..and start to msn..and decide where should we have ice cream with my sweat camp friends..supposedly to be tonight..and then changed to fri.. okie..next..comes the news of my ‘makan’ day..supposed to tour around singapore for feast tomorrow with the guys.. and then HW said he cant make it… so i think we postpone it again.. so tomorrow will be going out with my family & relatives for a xmas buffet feast.. yippee!!!

then ray called me to tell me he’s found the card reader i wanted..u know..im a big fat tech moron.. so well.. my camera prob has been solved..all thanks to my good friends..wai and ray..they are the best tech savvy guys ard.. so now im awaiting my charger from wai and my card reader…then i’ll be able to snap pics ard…woo hoo..(thanks guys)

then im hungry again..went to make myself a few toasted bread with slices of butter…and then hot milo.. and then i felt sleepy..and slept.. and then start to do xmas prezzy for lay hwa and shu e.. hee hee…so sleepy..the rain comes again… and a few more mushrooms grew on my head… i need sunlight…okie dokie..im crappy now.. cos im so bored…i need poh to come back before i can get back to work again… ok..i shall get a nap again..*hibernation in progress*

this year is a fast year for me.. in a twinkle of the eye it’s chritmas season again! the weather has already spoken for itself and that the surroundings are all bordered by the festive green and red decorations.. my neighbour has a really huge xmas tree and yesterday they had a sweet carolling outside their home..

christmas to me is a soft, warm and chocoty season.. yes.. as in chocolates.. i dont know why, i’ll just think of chocolates.. beautifully decorated chocolates.. as i pass by those shopping centres, inevitably, i would just get hooked on to the chocolates.. and just finding all kinds of excuses to buy and eat them..i was especially drawn to those exquitely designed chocolate counters.. like Godiva.. just merely weeks ago, i saw this godiva chocolates in town… and stood there.. admiring at all the chocolates.. yummy…then the salesgirl kapo-ly asked ‘can i help u?’ and i was irritated at people interrupting me at my choc admiration process… so i just asked non-chalantly how much are they…

‘how do you sell these chocolates?’ (pointing at the pralines)

‘what kind of gifts are you looking for? for whom? it depends u know..’

‘FOR PERSONAL CONSUMPTION…’ i said.. and she gave me that look..

well.. i guess that was the way to deal with very helpful sales people.. ya.. call me mean.. i just wanna admire at the chocolates… you know.. at taka basement they sell really exquisite choc which are too expensive to be bought and consumed…unless i have a million dollars then i would buy 1 of each and admire them.. haha..

the weather is so cold.. so cold.. the rain and the shine and rain again… just lack a fireplace… i love the white xmas and the sound of the bells ..like those seen in the movies.. dorene is lucky.. she gets to spend a white xmas in NY city.. hee hee…and everything is just green and red during this season.. just like i went ikea today.. the newly opened one at tampines.. kinda crowded though.. i was looking for my favourite red, strawberry flavoured aroma candles and they were actually sold out.. leaving behind those blue, white and brown ones.. i realised later that the green ones .the pear flav candles are also gone too… must be the xmas reason behind.. but why red & green? why not blue and orange? (like NUS col..haha)..well.. it all boils down to the history of xmas.. of which i will not expound …

i am not an ang moh person.. not a christian.. so i don’t celebrate xmas really.. just get a few gifts   for my close friends ..and a precious time for my family… im weird.. i requested steamboat for dinner for xmas.. haha…and of course buy lotsa choc ( and waiting for ppl to gimme) and more choc for xmas…

next comes the xmas songs… finally that guo mei mei breaks free from the pest.. the pest singer..i often label her.. due to her mousey and croks songs…but i prefer those jazzy ones.. old old xmas songs.. like those in old disney films.. but i reallly dislike 1 particular song.. 12 days of xmas… it’s SO IRRITATING.. keep repeating the melody… and the 12 days of xmas song is like never ending..

ok.. whatever it is.. xmas is a season of giving… a season of red and green.. a season of cold weather and fake snow… and ya.. a season for choc… woo hoo…

woke up really early today.. and headed off to meet ray, wei, tok and yx… it’s a really special day.. we’re going to sungei buloh! hee hee.. though im a singaporean, this is my first visit there.. hmm.. anticipation and excitement.. and after 1 hr’s of MRT, we finally reached kranji.. woo.. looked kinda oouloo.. we boarded bus 925 but we didnt know where to alight.. we all trusted tok.. the only ranger who frequent that place.. and you know what? we alighted at the wrong bus stop… we changed to bus "11" instead..it’s actually quite a huge distance from where we alighted and then we walked and walked and then we realised we still gotta walk another 15 min upon reaching s.buloh entrance!

along the way was fun, we passed by the kranji reservoir and then saw lotsa weird plantation and work sites..and we realised we have actually walked 4 bus stops! THANKS TOK!haha.. wei told me to collect little rocks and stones along the way.. well.. for a moment i thought it was for some collection or momentos.. then i ask him : "huh? for what?!" then he said " so that we can all stone tok when we reach there.. for making us walk for almost an hour!"

after what seemed an eternity, yx told us we’re reaching soon.. i asked her how did she know.. and she said something very encouraging to us…she saw the sungei buloh signboard somewhere down there… and indeed it’s SOMEWHERE down there.. rrrrrrrriight to the end…. omg.. i almost fainted.. haha.. then we saw bus 925 making a detour.. and the bus uncle stared at us as he drove past… haha.. he must have been wondering what are those fools doing? walk for so long.. haha..

ok.. we finally reached the entrance.. and we still gotta walk another 15 min before reaching the ‘customs’.. and then we realised our network coverage was changed to malaysia line… haha.. so off we went on our nature reserve trail with our little maps in hand.. woo!

i felt we were like some school kids going on an excursion.. we saw mangroves everywhere.. and egretes flying about…and "mosquitoes are part and parcel of the forest" said the guys… and we caught croodiles and komodo dragon along the way as well.. so cool.. some things that urbanites like us wont get to see… huge spiders and webs as well as humongous flowers and trees along the trail…we also saw numerous mudskippers and tree climbing crabs… and all of us were so fascinated by what we saw! though the trip was tiring,and long…. but it was really fun.. with the scenery and company of friends and crap along the way.. haha…we were also caught in the rain.. thank God.. it was just passing showers.. and then we also did alot of stupid mischieves along the way…we spent about 1.5 hrs walking in the reserve..and another 40 min walking out of sungei buloh before we managed to catch a bus back to city… hee hee… today is such a walking day… okie dokie… next comes our favourite food trail…….. (ten word road mouth. haha)    =)

When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it does not really matter who won or lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go. You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if his or her happiness means that you are not part of it. Everything happens for the best.

If the person you love does not love you back, do not be afraid to love someone else again, for you will never know unless you give it a try. You will never love a person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. If you don’t get hurt, you don’t learn how to love. Love does not hurt all the time. Though the hurt is still there to test you, to help you grow. Don’t find love, let love find you. That is why it is called falling in love because you don’t force yourself to fall. You just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.

Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then beckon the horse. But don’t ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.

To love is to risk rejection; to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose you true feelings is to expose true self, to love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but don’t stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.

Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom that they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that they were the things that helped you grow.

Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you will experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart.

Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you are not ready to cry, if you are not ready to take the risk, if you are not ready to feel the pain, then you are not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we become afraid to fall in love because every time we do, we get hurt, that is why it is called falling in love.

sweat camp was very fun.. with all the streanous activities that i didnt expect.. but i managed to overcome them all.. how amazing! =) i didnt know i can be that sporty afterall.. haha…so many interesting happenings.. those who didnt know me thought i am a year 1 student and i managed to fool all of them … and 1 guy even ask me to show him my matric card to convince him that.. and i realised wailay’s sis is in my group… hmm.. no wonder there’s slight resemblance somewhat.. haha..

day 1:

we check into our tents at east coast park.. and was very excited that was to come after lunch! water rafting.. we were given a few barrels, ropes as well as a few tyres to make a raft and sail across some distance..well.. i didnt know my ever-so-demure-looking friend can actually rope everything so well… i didnt expect her to be that rugged.. haha! my idol man… i see the way she tie the ropes made me feel she’s a sure survivor … alas.. rain came and we had to take shelter..and we were told that the place was too wet to stay over in the field in the tents.. so we had to remove our baggage and ‘check out’ from our tents.. omg.. my bags and sleeping bag was SOAKED with water! haha.. so funny.. my sleeping bag was dripping with water as i remove them and all my clothings were wet..i had to literally wrench the water out from my clothes.. cool.. ALL my clothes for the next 2 days were wet..so funny! so went went back to NUS and had our rest.. thank goodness, our clothes was sent to the dryer at PGP..

we had our little campfire in front of S8.. the carpark behind trhe science club room.. and we were paired with a guy.. and my secret pal was actually my freshie! haha.. then we cook ( i mean the guys) maggie mee with the mess tin using solid fuel.. the guys were really good at it from their outfield training in the army..haha.. so me and the other gal just sat back and relax.. and the guys can really cook..yummy..

day2:

this is also known as the shiong day.. set off to AMK ITE for high elements at alpha zone.. wooo.. didnt know i can be so daring to conquer them all.. too bad we didnt get to try the dangling dual.. it looked really tough though.. we walked on ropes and climbed those really tall poles,, and it needed a lot of courage and self confidence..trust me.. it’s really scary up there.. and when you hear ur friends encouraging you from below.. you wouldnt just wanna give up and disappoint them.. =)   it was really fun.. i love flying fox most..

after lunch, we had back for east coast..wee!! wind surfing! that was my first try.. and i was attached to a really cute instructor.. really difficult to get on the board and trying to find the CG and balance yourself with the wind and wave current.. and the mast is really very heavy to lift up.. learnt some skills from him , and thanks to his patience.. i managed to surf!!! the feeling was great.. it was as if you had full control of the surf.. and we can feel the wind behind you and feel like you are flying! but 5 seconds later.. i came crashing down into the waters..haha..

then came the rain again.. and we head back to NUS again.. and had our BBQ behind club room… the atmosphere was really fun.. with good food.. drinks..company of fun friends, music and games.. it’s like a mini party until really late.. and we wanted to go fongseng for prata.. but we were too exhausted after a long day..we stayed back in the room to chat and chat.. and played many many games..

Day3:

hmm.. nothing much though.. we break camp pretty early.. but we stayed back to play ‘murderer’ with our buddy OG.. haha..

phew.. so tiring.. but very very fun.. some kind of experience i get as a youth.. i doubt i can still have the energy time and opportunity to do such stuff again when i step out in the working world.. hee hee.. life is just a life time.. i wanna live it as fulfilling as possible..but too bad they dun have kayaking this time round..can fluant my 1 star skill.. muah haha!

hmm.. wonder will there be anymore of such intereactive activities after graduation?   =)

p/s: kayaking anyone?