ok. updates.
ive replaced my sim card, and inherited an old phone of my dad's on friday.

SATURDAY.
had perf, and i felt we really put in our focus to sing.
poor miss lim, everytime i see you i want to cry.
because everytime i see you im reminded of how much pain we're causing you.
that you're not really happy with us; its the way we are.
and everytime i see you, i feel that i dui bu qi ni

SUNDAY.
happy birthday xuan!!!!
ahaha. we went to Jack's place for dinner!
so sumptuous and yummy! :D
i hope you enjoyed it jie! we must catch up more often yea? :]

Monday- Tuesday.
Choir chalet.
it was, ok. some parts touching, some parts irritating, some parts/ people i wasnt pleased with.
but then again.
people are people. we're imperfect...
ok, so went to prep stuff with qian and ken and dora.
went from sch to tampines...
went down to the chalet, and to our horror!
ITS THE OLDER TYPE THAT IS VERY OPEN.
pple who went for FIRST youth camp locally, may have remembered.
so ya. tons of mossies feasting on our blood.
we're just killing and killing them la.

anyhow. the j2s singing songs after songs just made me cry.
esp dahil saiyo. i just sat there and cried and cried.
even singing of other songs like bumba chora.
aiya. :X when will the day come when we can reach that peak...

yea. few stuff marred my otherwise wonderful experience there.
i really really thank Sua who's been constantly cracking jokes and making things bearable for me.
sometimes when adora throws her moods...
i really really cannot take it. :X it weighs the entire atmosphere down...
and then she'd go find ken or shawna and talk.
sighs,
i dont want to say much more.
there isnt much to say.

and you. i suddenly turned around, and realised that we've got nothing much to say between us, anymore.
we're jus too alike, yet too different at the same time, to strike any stable ground.
ive told myself no implications these few years, so i'll keep it.
i'll just let silence have the whole wide berth between us.

i was thinking too, the other day, about whether the bond we had for all those years
are they for real?
or maybe, even strong friendship is transcient
that time erodes the ties we have, that maybe, i was deluded with my thinking we're such great pals
that maybe at the end of the day it'll come to nothing
cos no matter how much i counted you as an integral part of my life
i was never ever part of yours; not even in the pic; not even coming to mind.
.
.
.
5 years down the road, would i still be able to call you up,
or hear you from a call, and find somewhat, a fragment of a shadow in the past?