Twisted cherrystalks.

School has started, oh the joy. But it's been kinda slack so far.
O'level MT oral next week, English oral on thursday. I so better not get a sorethroat.
Got our class photo today. I look so different in the formal shot that I could barely recognise myself. But thankfully for once, I don't look like crap. The informal one was, erm. I look like a total ahlian. Ewwwwww.
I slept at 10.30 last night after chionging the geog powerpoint slides, and had such an awesome sleep with a weird dream that concerned various people I know. AND DESPITE THAT I STILL MANAGED TO FALL ASLEEP IN CHEM. I really wonder how much sleep I need. Maybe twenty hours. Beginning to feel a tad guilty because Chemistry is one of the only lessons I always fall asleep in. Sorry Mrs Foo.
Charades in class during numeorus free periods is the funnest thing ever. Mind Cafe someday!

"what was with the number 12?!?!!?!?"
"I was trying to get you to say Cheaper by the DOZEN!"
Ice cream chefs with theresa after school. Blame the weather.

OH OH AND I GOT TWITTER. CHECK ME OUT ON TWITTER!
Actually ironically I think it's kinda stupid. Cough. Who would want to follow my boring life on Twitter, honestly? Lame.
CAP spazz has been happening more and more frequently with Beth. Very very entertaining.

Reminiscise.

CAP Drama'09 reunion at The Cathay, Azura, Laura, Melissa, Beth and me chilling at Starbucks while waiting for Pek and Samuel was fun, just the five girls. Lunch consisted of a giant beef salami pizza that Azura, Laura, Mel, Beth and me shared. Pek and Samuel settled for fish and chips instead. Admist the awkward silences between the munching of slices we played Never Ever to find a way to get rid of the last huge slice, but in the end nobody ate anything. It's really sad so many people couldn't turn up.

I left at three for tuition and missed the Transformers movie with the rest, actually I've already watched it so yeah. I wished I could have stayed on though! It was great to be able to catch up with the girls. Now I am still screwed-really, really screwed. I don't get how people can do their Amath benchmarks.

School is starting tomorrow. New timetable sucks. I am not prepared, not one bit. And I've put on weight. A lot of weight. It depresses me but somehow I've learnt to let go and enjoy my food, because I am just a total foodie. It sucks that Hwa Chong is closing for one week because one student has H1NI. So Ryan gets to slack at home while I have to adjust my snooze hours and wake up at 6 tomorrow. I still cannot believe school starts tomorrow. It's like the panic hasn't kicked in yet.

SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW?!?!!?!?

Where did my June go to. Camp, camp, slack slack slack slack. Homework productivity was a definite zero.

You don't know how much you mean to me.

I just realised I am really bimbo, and that I cannot do without saying"Ohmygosh/ohmygawd" for one day. Because practically all my sentences contain an OMG, (not oh-mem-gee, that's way too bimbo combined with ah-lian, in my opinion) and it's become this habit that I cannot seem to shrug off. Did practical at Aspen in the morning, and I screamed my lungs out when the sulphuric acid spilled onto my hand. "AHHHH I TOUCHED IT! I TOUCHED IT! OMG IT BURNS!" Drama queen much. I totally overreacted, being caught offguard. I didn't even feel anything. Mrs Ng looked like she wanted to pour the acid over my head.

Guides Carnival was crazy, went there with Jasmine and Athena. Besides the ridiculous amount of people that actually bothered to come for the carnival (J thought nobody even knew about it), the sound sytem was constantly blasting out korean songs that reverberated throughout the Guides house, like the ubiquitouos "Nobody" and several BOF songs. My shift consisted of walking around the stupid place with ten bags of cream puffs (which Ms Aliah so generously dumped into my poor hands in a box) and halfway through, I looked as though I had come out of a sauna. I very nearly wanted to strip out of my guides uniform and walk around naked. Yes, it was that hot. Slacked at the staircase and played Taiti, Bridge with J and A.

The most awesome part was that I managed to catch up with Wei Xuan and Laura! Call us the happy CAPpers. I miss those guys so much.Hung out at Junction 8 Subway with J and A, later met up with Laura and we circled Junction 8, just chatting and whatnot. Pity Mel couldn't join us:( CAP Drama outing at Cathay tomorrow, I'll probably only be staying for lunch.

Rushed down to Bueno (? KINDER!) Vista MRT station where I met Crystle, and we both got lost on the bus trying to make our way down to ACJC. We ended up at bloody NUS, WHERE CAP WAS HELD. I was crying out in consternation. Thank god we finally found the place after hopping on numerous buses. I felt like a loser-ish schoolkiddo nerd when I appeared for the performance in my Guides Uniform, while everyone else was so glam in elegant gowns. Saw the CAP councillors- Chu Ting, Greg, Rachel, Rohan and Sam. and I was too shy to talk to them because I felt so extra. I really regret it now, because I gave the impression that I was really anti-social. I miss all of them. It's just, I can be really shy at times, depending on the situation. Anyway. The performances by the Drama Elective Programme at ACJC were really, really good. Never The Sinner, Bus Stops, Stuck At Neutral, Mama Looking For Her Cat. I cried during Stuck At Neutral, Eleanor's performance. Went over to congratulate Eleanor afterwards, she was simply amazing.

I owe an apology to Crystle for being such an annoying lovesick teen. I don't understand how I cannot get a grip on myself and snap out of this phase, because Paige Lim does not act like that. I seem to be unable to contain my emotions, and I feel so embarrassed that I really wish I could hide away in a corner. I blame myself for feeling this way. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PAIGE. Zomg. I've never felt this way before, it's such a cliche but yeah. I can't help but feel this way, it's like this overpowering thingy that it's taking over me.

You have no idea how your mere simple wave made my day, that the words you spoke left the sweet aftertaste of a memory in my mind.

Thank you.

Transformers.

So I watched Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen with my family yesterday night, thanks to Michael being such a huge fan of the show. I was quite sian and wasn't expecting much.
It was not a good movie. To everyone out there currently mega-excited and hyped up over it, well, don't get your hopes too high.
I would give it like, two and a half stars over five. Ong Sor Fern gave it a measly half star, HAH. But I frankly don't think it was that bad.

Spoilers.
Firstly, the fact that I watched it in Lido (haven't been there since I watched Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith) ruined part of my enjoyment. It was one of those big big cinemas with hoards of noisy people, and my gawd, it was so freaking noisy. OH BUT I GOT MY STARBUCKS FIX YEAH. They allowed my blended chocolate cream chip in, so that was great. Anyway.
When Megan Fox came on screen (YEAH WE ALL KNOW SHE'S HOT, EVERYONE JUST GET OVER IT), there were wolf whistles, catcalls, screams, one guy went, "Hot sia!". It was really annoying. And two irritating young boys sitting behind me were talking so loudly and exclaiming at every point something exciting happened, like, "DID OPTIMUS PRIME DIE?" At the climax. Gosh.
Then some people started clapping half way through the movie (for no apparent reason) and at the end everyone did.
PLEASE LAH CAN YOU SAVE YOUR APPLAUSE FOR SOMETHING THAT'S WORTH CLAPPING ABOUT.
So Transformers was kinda stupid. It is so overrated.
Plus half the time I didn't know who was fighting who, there was an overload of special effects. Some parts were really messy and there was a lot of fighting between robots. It was like some showcase of how awesome techonology can be. Very little plot development. And Megan Fox was a total flower vase in the show. She didn't even have to do anything, just run and scream.
And kiss Shia Labeouf D:

I woke up this morning and my mom told me Michael Jackson has died.
Surprisingly, I wasn't very shocked.
But I bet all his rabid fans will be.

Ketchup is the best substitute for real blood.

Filming yesterday night was exhausting, though hilarious and I nearly peed in my pants while laughing. Did the fighting scene with the gangsters, and it was so bloody funny whatwith all the mistakes and wrong cues and laughing because the whole set up was so retarded. Poor rachel had to be fake-punched on her face and head a billion times. It's so annoying that all our filming has to be done at night, thanks to the chapter we picked. Came home at midnight.

Jasmine called me yesterday.

"GUIDES CAMP IS CANCELLEDDDDD!"
"Hahahaha. Eh joking right?"
"NO I'M SERIOUS! CANCELLED DUE TO H1NI."
"I don't believe you! You're joking right?"

I was in total disbelief for a few minutes and still kept insisting that I was sure it was a joke.
But yes it is really cancelled. I'm sad yet relieved and happy at the same time. So now I have more time to do my screwed-up homework which is lying on my desk in an untidy heap right this instant. And the fact that guides camp was cancelled gave me a glimmer of hope that there was a very high possibility that school would be cancelled and the holidays extended by one week or something.

And no, I did not bother to log on to channelnewsasia whatever crap to vote for an extension of holidays, despite the many frantic smses and msn convos people sent and had with me, because honestly, one vote will not make a difference. If they really did decide to close school, it would have nothing to do with our votes.
True enough. I woke up this morning to find myself staring at the tiny column on the front page of the Straits Times, that school will still be scheduled to start next week. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Walao lah.

SO MUCH FOR GETTING OUR HOPES UP.

Haven't watched the hannah montanna movie! Even I myself am shocked at this stunning revelation. Was so hyped up over it many months before it was even released, ("OMG I'M SO GOING TO WATCH IT, ARE YOU GOING TO WATCH IT, I'M SO NOT GOING TO MISS IT.") And look at what has happened, Hannah Montanna The Movie is on the verge of being taken out of cinemas already.
WEISZE IS THE ULTIMATE PANGSEHER, (okay it was cos I was at camp hahaha) and now the whole world has watched it except me. I will kill myself if I miss it.

A kiss on the hand is so continental.

Cut my hair and bangs and now my hair's really bouncy and susceptible to flying over my eyes and making me look like an emokia or something.

But essentially, I look the same.

Got seriously riled up and pissed off just a second ago.
I was ready to grab kitchen knives and go on some rampage.
Screamed the f-word like a billion times in my head and said it too (I was that upset) because the stupid computer hanged and I hadn't saved half of the darn chinese script.
It takes so freaking long to just type one sentence.
Going over to Sophie's house to film the stuff tomorrow night.
My head hurts just thinking about the work that needs to be completed.

You know what, screw projects, because they just drain you out physically and mentally, and leave you with the feeling of just wanting to bash someone's head and stuff it down a toilet bowl.
I used to love projects, because they were so much fun, but now in sec three for some inexplicable reason they just seem to suck a lot more.

Okay enough for now. I'm beginning to sound like a total nutcase who has become too emotionally charged with sadistic thoughts.
At least the ever-prestigious much anticipated Wimbledon is starting tomorrow. It really sucks Nadal's withdrawn, because now there won't be a fed-nad final, and it's not so exciting. But, one more to go and it's 15 slams, baybeh.

Late night at Starbucks.

Ghost Of Girlfriends Past was kinda stupid. See, now nobody can accuse me of being an unfair movie critic, because as much as I am a hopeless romantic and sucker for chick flicks/rom-coms, I thought the movie really wasn't anything great. Just a lot of sex, (Matthew McConaughey is old gosh)

It wasn't even that touching. I teared just a teensy bit. Rachel failed to tell me that she had already watched it (Now, who the heck does that?) and only blurted it out at the ticket counter at Kallang Leisure. So we contemplated for a millisecond to watch Drag Me To Hell, but my horror-movie phobia did not allow it. So we watched Ghosts of Girlfriends Past.

I realised that besides having an incredibly low tolerance for alcohol (getting drunk on 5% breezer is terribly uncool) , I really cannot take too much caffeine. Drank the white choc frappe (can't remember the full name) and could only sleep at 2am. Slacked at Starbucks and laughed like hell with Rachel.

Today, guides the entire day. I am playing a bimbo in the campfire skit. Like ohmygod I just broke a nail. Okay, whatever. Bumped into Alethea twice with her choir friends at Eatz Culture and at Parkway later, with Risaaaaaa. I miss those guys.

Party at dad's friend's house at night, sourcream is seriously awesome stuff. Especially with sourcream Lays chips(:

Double yuck. Go visit thisiswhyyourefat.com.
Read about it in an old issue of 8 days.
Felt horribly sick and felt like vomiting all my food out after looking at some of the heart attack-inducing food combos.
I am so becoming a health freak after this.

Campfire.

Yesterday night was surprisingly fun yo.
St.Nicks' Campfire was pretty alright I guess, way better than last year's one which was a total bore. The only sucky part was that I didn't get to talk to Zioedy, awesome fellow CAPper:( Ahh miss my lecture-chatting partner. Bonded with most of the juniors, gosh I never knew innocent Hui Ying with the Haig Girls' accent was so sick. Bused to Mac's at ten with the guides, was kinda high and went around laughing like a lunatic at nothing, screamed when I saw the Boys Over Flowers signboard at AMK. Swaku lah.

Truth and dare with Hui ying and Aralin on the MRT was freaking hilarious.

....What was the biggest lie you ever told to your parents?
...I lied that I had a boyfriend because my parents thought I was les.

Rift.

The entering of an awkward silence, palpably
So tangible that it grazes the bare edges of fingertips
Slowly etching upon the soft skin
An indelible mark.
It creeps about stealthily like a rude intruder trespassing
Its presence unwanted, unappreciated.

The gentle drifting about of unspoken words
Struggling to fill up the spaces of emptiness.
The gathering of stars in the night
To close the deep abyss of a vast black sky.

But all-
absymal attempts to bridge the gap of estrangement.

How can things return to the way they were before?

Now, just between two mere strangers-
a void of lost, forgotten memories.

Popcorn kisses and butter hiccups.

You know what, I still reek of ash and burnt food from yesterday's Outdoor Cooking. Ewww.

Hung out with beccabeccabecca today at Parkway. Hooyay.
Met Vic at the handphone shop what's-it-called near Borders after aspen. Who even has tuition in the hols? Bleh.
Scouted around for books and dvds in Borders while waiting for becca, went to Gramophone and Sembawang but Bridget Jones Diary is all out of stock! Like what. Hello, it was released in cinemas eons ago. Ten years. How popular can it be? Berrylite with Becca, free toppings are the love. Strawberry cheesecake is definitely the flavour to beat. Then stuffed ourselves even more at Subway, the snapping away of the camera on the shuttle bus back.

I'm feeling like a total slob now. Five more episodes of BOF to go. Let me finish it so I can have my life back, instead of letting it revolve around a drama and my eyes fixated upon a tiny screen everyday for hours.

Week Three is going to be hell. Projects, projects.

Before Dusk.

Crazy day.

Woke up at 9.30, rushed to ECP and picked twigs and kindlings with jas, jerry, athena and their patrols. Me and Sri were the only two representing miserable Storrow. It was so hot that my whole shirt was wet and I looked like I just came back from war. Picked an exiguous amount of kindlings initially, but thank god for the rake. Twigs were measly but acceptable. Carried that stupid prickly bag of twigs to Parkway, got stared at on the bus, got stared at at Subway with jas and kelly laughing their asses off. Had to squeeze my way through, narrowly avoiding smacking someone in the arm. Rushed home at 4.30, picked twigs from tj and walked back to my house. Super tiring.

Rushed off again to meet Crystle at tanah merah mrt at 6. I MISS THAT PERSON. Awesome fun hanging out at Parkway for two hours, and that scrooge finally treated me to two magazines, while I treated her to subway. I LOVE YOU CRYS! We rushed back at 9pm 'cos Crystle had her curfew.

ODC tomorrow is going to drain me out so bad. I don't want to sleep because I'm too addicted to Boys Over Flowers. Oh gosh. What is happening to me?

Back from PLTC.

PLTC sucked. It was the most boring camps I had ever been to. I had to constantly do those breathing stress relief exercises the guider taught to prevent myself from going crazy and crying tears of boredom. It was that bad. The camp was purely theory, and there was lesson after lesson after lesson. Almost tore my head off. Wanted to grab my lugagge, run off into the wilderness and find my way home. Thank goodness it was only three days.

Campfire night was kinda fun. Best part. Today was the funnest, because we all talked and laughed. Gilliam Giam was in my patrol, 6 Gardenia reunion!

Great to have catched up with her:) Our patrol was one of the more enthu ones, good thing. MeiQin cracks me up.

Was kinda surprised 'cos the 66 guides there were all from neighbourhood schools, with the exception of st. nicks and tkgs. But yeah it was a huge contrast to CAP. People there were not as friendly, but they were still nice. CAP! Am still missing it like crazy. I feel so out-of-touch with everyone now, after being away for so long, camp after camp.

This has to be one of the busiest, most hectic, schedule-crammed holidays ever. Argh. I haven't shopped at all, and I want to hang out with so many people! AHHHHHHHHHH I MISS EVERYONE. Movies are calling. Cheena/geog projects-ultimately screwed. I don't think anyone even remembers anything. AND THERE'S GUIDES SESSIONS AND GUIDES CAMP IN THE FOURTH WEEK, WHAT THE HECK.

And HMT oral revision died lah. I'm so bloody scared for oral in july.

I really wish I hadn't dug my own grave by taking higher cheena. And I don't know nothing 'bout heymath. Crappppp.

June's ending so fast.

I don't even have any time for myself.

So much for the holidays.

I love you, CAP.

My room in NUS!

I got the most gorgeous view ever.

All dressed up for semi-casual dinner ( I ended up the most extra)

Chu Yinggggg!




The most awesome bunch of people you will ever meet-DRAMAAA!







OG2/FLY is da bomb. LOVE OG2!



SHERAH, SARAH, SHEENA, WEI XUAN!
We all bonded like crazy.

ROHAN AND KEI NIN-LOVE YOU COUNCILLORS!


RACHEL AND GREGGGG!


Eleanor-the best head councillor ever.

We all love Dorothy 'cos she's so cute.




Plenary lectures make me sleep.

The ever-smart Japanese looking REI.

JC 1 CAP drama students!

Melissa the sexy.

We all love camwhoring before lectures, don't we?

The people who made it happen-

CAP council '09.

Surayaaaaaa; Rachelle!

Performance night was the sex.

Jing, Mingmin!

Mel, Sam, LAURAAAA LOVE.

Pretty Nadiaa!

CAP was the most terrific, incredible, awesome (I can't get enough of this word) BEST camp of my life.

This post is going to be incredibly long. ( just found out beth wrote longer) Where do I even begin? The photos say it all.

Friday night-Sherah cried, I cried, Sheena cried. I cried in the car when dad picked me up, I couldn't stop crying.

It was one of the best experiences ever. Five days, I wouldn't have given it up for the world.

Met the most awesome people at CAP, people I'd never thought would become some of my closest friends. People from all walks of life, people from so many different schools (okay actually most of them were from top schools) Bonded with JC students, sec twos, sec threes, and people whom I thought were sec 3, turned out to be sec 2, and at least ten people thought I was a sec 2. (I'm still sticking to the theory of "I haven't reached my growth spurt yet".

OG 2/FLY was freaking awesome, Rohan and Kei Nin-we love you councillors.

Rohan: I SEXYYYY LAH!

I miss everyone there, all the girls, we were so close and even the guys! OG 2-Sherah, Sarah, Sheena (MY FIRST BUDDY), Wei Xuan, Wanli, Zioedy (ARTIST!), Hyo Lim, Damini, Rei! Kon Yang (Freaking smart sec 2), Washeem, Gideon, Kenrick, Ramu, Melvin. I miss DRAMA, one of the best things in CAP, all us drama peeps laughing our asses off at everything, playing silly stupid games, and rehearsing non-stop for our drama piece which went SO TOTALLY GREAT on performance night. I miss Mr Michael Corbidge, the best drama instructor EVER, who always cracked us up and made our performance so uber successful. We couldn't have done it without him. Laura, Beth, Melissa, Venus, Jing Ying, Nadia, Ling, Jill, Suraya, Rachelle, Chu Ying, Azura, Dorothy, Teen Li, Venus, Matthew, Shaun, Pek, Samuel, vahul!(: Love you guys.

I miss waking up at the ungodly hour of 5.30 am (I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO WAKE UP WITH MY HP ALARM ALRIGHT MAN), bonding with all block tenners, waiting for each other, going down together for breakfast, chatting with each other along the corriders. I miss my room, which at first I thought looked rather bare (like a prison cell), and the common toilet. And the transponders which resulted in me spending two minutes after clicking it trying to turn the door knob so I could enter the room, but failing to every time because I turned the knob clockwise, when it was supposed to be anti-clockwise. I miss the good food! Nasi Lemak, bread, milo which all us early-breakfasters drank like water, yummy lunches in compact containers served at the engineering faculty, dinner at the canteen.

TWIGGIES HAVE BECOME MY NEW LOVE, BECAUSE THEY DISHED ALL THE CHOCOLATE AND VANILLA ONES OUT WHENEVER WE WERE HUNGRY.

I miss bathing at 11pm, and I still remember how me and Wei Xuan chatted until 1am in her room while my hair was wet. And my room was infested with ants on the second night (stupid crack in wall), leaving a brave soul like me to clean everything up, wash my dustbin and floor.

I miss camwhoring with everyone, I miss the councillors so much-Chu Ting, Nadia, Eleanor, Greg, Rachel, Michael, Marie, Rohan, Kei Nin, Ephraim, Ke Xin, Mingmin, and their hilarious antics; their witty jokes.

Chu Ting's scandal with Anjney (I want nobody nobody but CHUUUU!) , her catfights with Nadia, Greg's hilarious hornyness, Eleanor's "HAND UP YOUR CAP ASSIGNMENTS OR ELSE (insert death threat here), Mingmin's Philipino accent. They were the reason why CAP was so superbly awesome. Hadi bimpadi! (if that's that correct spelling) They deserve so much credit. I'm so inspired by them, and I want to apply for councillor hopefully when I'm in JC 1 (damn the O'LEVELS next year!) I miss aCAPella, the newspaper the councillor lost their sleep for writing into the dead of the night. I'm going to keep all the copies and read them until I get sick of them (that will never happen) I keep laughing whenever I read them.

POKERFACE CAP SONG!

"The sun so hot, we sweated a lot, and then it rained, walao my head pain!.

Can't keep my, can't keep myself awake, [OHMYGOD those plenaries)"

Performance night-percussion, poetry slam, choir, dance, drama, indian dance, we all put on a fab show. I was so proud of everyone-and not forgetting all the art workshops students, who put in so much work into creating the really cute and cool art exhibition. Drama was really funny because we got on stage at the wrong time (twice!) during the rehearsals, forgot our lines, cues were missed, I was so cold that I was literally trembling and my mouth couldn't stay shut. But the real thing, was great.

I still remember how I tried to keep awake in all the plenary lectures (couldn't help it, it's a habit cultivated from sleeping during Science lessons) , while everyone was studiously taking down notes and asking questions. The only regret I have is that I wished I had been less tired and paid more attention in the cheem lectures/writing workshops/forums. I have so much respect for all the poets, writers that spoke-Courttia Newland, Agnes Meadows, Aaron Maniam, Philp Holden, Jewell Rhodes etc. They write such beautiful stunning poetry.

I learnt so many things in CAP. Not to sterotype people just because they are from a certain top school. Most of them, besides being geniuses, were really friendly and nice. I learnt to be more humble. I'd always thought my english was good, but when I came to CAP, I realised how much more I had to learn.

There were so many people who were younger and yet so much better than me, who wrote poetry; proses like real poets. All those RGS, RI, HCI, NYG smartasses. I was amazed at how unebelievably well they could write. I was one of the worst there. Rei, she's only sec 2 in raffles, but her descriptions are so vivid, so unique. Her poems are so deep and meangful that they are able to melt the icy contours of a heart, shroud your mind with beautiful phrases and words, words as though woven from silk.

Picked up so many writing tips from her, and I am really determined to write as well as all of them. I have made an oath to really work on my creative writing. I'm planning to write more poetry and post them here. Everyone there used cheem words I could not comprehend (DRAMA SCRIPT WAS SO CHEEM CAN, "ETHERIC? GOD FORCE MATRIX? " ) and the councillors-their poetry/writing: Masterclass. And everyone kept using the word, 'KINKY/KINKEH".

I'm still suffering from CAP withdrawal symptoms! Everyone is. Last night was full of camwhoring, farewells, contact exchanges, hugs, and just cherishing each other's company. Took over a hundred photos, and I'm going to upload all of them (including the five freaking awesome performance videos) on FACEBOOK. Apparently everyone in CAP has facebook. My social circle has just expanded by fifty. I have billions of tagging to do.

CAN'T WAIT FOR CAP REUNION. OG2!!!!!! And Sherah, Sheena, Wei Xuan, Sarah and I all plan to go for CAP primary in september and be leaders. Really hope we will all keep in touch! I'm willing to sacrifice FYE study time to go with them. CAPPERS UNITE! AND I REALLY WANT TO BE A COUNCILLOR OH GOSH.

Woke up with a sense of loss this morning, I stoned on the couch and walked around aimlessly in the house. That is how much I miss CAP. I'm so grateful to be chosen for CAP, I mean, looking at the standards and how incredibly prestigious it is (how did my portfolio make the cut, I still do not know to this day). Most of the top schools had briefings for everyone and people started on their portfolio like three months before? I didn't even know what CAP was until this year. I owe Ms Karen so much.

I'm going to force Ryan to try for CAP next year, or the year after. If he doesn't get in, I will disown him as a brother.

So yeah, CAP was really an eye-opener. I just realised I've been living in a well like frog ( some cheena cheng yu right) and there's so much of the world I haven't seen yet, so many people I haven't met, always having preconceived notions. I had yet to see the best.

A PROPER DEDICATION TO BEEWHYPEA:

I'm so glad to have gone with you! And we were in the same block too, yayness. I really thank god, because without you it definitely wouldn't have been so fun. We bonded so much okay! Chatting till 1am, about everything and anything, spazzing (okay more like me!) about eye candy at CAP, camwhoring with your polaroid cam (only two shots, but still!), we both got into drama, and that was totally cool. I got to know stuff about you that I didn't know before, and thank you for lending me your Kindness movement tee which is so yellow-fellow cheery:) AND YOU DO SORTA HAVE A BIMBO SIDE. HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA. Movie/music quiz during jean tay's writing workshop, bus rides with you and all. Thanks for comforting me when I felt like a total idiot cos everyone else seemed so much smarter, and for offering your muesli bars which I never got to try (I'm going to buy them!) You're a fab writer, a great singer (your solo would have rocked, and you know that) and unintentional flirt.

-Inserts tons of smiles and sniggers-

I still have so much more to write! Argh.

I keep adding more stuff after reading Beth's post, because I realised I left out so many things.