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Saturday, April 26, 2008

♥ H03!


hiatus again, i know. but school's been keeping me busy.
and i love it. for now. hah.
well, i cant have a better class, love h03. haha. gees. that's kinda cheesy, wasnt it?
i reckon that our class motto should be like 'you'll never walk alone', judging that we
always seem to be lost, as a class. i guess this is what all freshies go through. get lost,
get laughed at & teased by your seniors, feel dumb, continue walking, somehow manage
to find our way.

all in all, business sch's orientation was pretty okay. mass dance, hand sign song,
sch song, and all those cheers that comes with different coloured flags. i'm elated to
have found h03. i cant say that we've been great from the start, but we're definitely
working our way there. it takes effort yo, each and everyone of our efforts. & really,
thanks for making the effort.

lectures only for this week, so far so good. took every opportunity of every break and
early releases to bond the class. be it at terminal3, safra tampines, biz park canteen,
the out of bounds auditorium entrance, lunches etc... h03 has come together as a class.
and i bet i'd be enjoying school everyday (:



overgrown kids at the playground.


4/6 of h03 gentlemen.


9/17 of h03 ladies.

the very lil few of us played 'crocodile' at a nearby playground to pass time before htm's
orientation ytd. uh huh. the game was sure fun, but i kept getting caught. no fair. rawr!
anyhow, though at first reluctant, it was indeed good that we went for htm's orientation
in the end. 14 outta 23 of us attended, we were much short in numbers and loudness.
nonetheless, we made the best outta it. though we got scared by the ghost stories that
our leaders told us, we managed to complete this game called prison break (:
h03 won most enthusiastic class for the orientation. should have seen all our faces when
the title was awarded to us... totally "HUH?!".
h03! you guys are awesome! loves.

so yeah, dont forget those tutorials due this coming week! gosh, i need a printer.




pictures snapped with bff after church.
it was decades ago since our last.

in the midst of everything going on, thank you daddy god for being with me.
thank you for an awesome business school, and the lovely h03. it almost feels like family
already. father, there is nothing that you cant do for me. and i love you deeply.
p.s. sorry that i keep dozing off before our lil chats these nights.
i long to hear your voice.

and to my precious boyf, i know it's been a tough week. a hard patch you're going
through now darling. but hang in there. i may not know what to say, but i'm always
always here. baby keep on praying, god will take you all the way.
i love you no matter what, very very much (:
go boyfriend, go!

dinner time, daddy's 'oi-ing' me. rawr!
tatas, might be back later.


unraveled @ 7:04 PM