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Monday, November 06, 2006 Y

there seems so much to blog about. but i dont feel like writting everything down. feeling very tired at the moment and the stomach cramp is really killing me. end class at 11am today, and went home straight. it was hurting so much that i have to take a cab home. usually it can still be controlled, but just now, it makes my world spins. i feel that any time i can just drop and fainted. that was how much it hurts. so that's why dont want to take any risk and so decided its safer to take a cab than the train.

the parents was quite shocked to see me home at ard 12 noon. history in the making! haha. they stopped when they saw me at the door and just look at me from head to toe. with the pale white face, i said, "im sick. very sick that i have to take a cab home." and then i went straight to my room and locked myself in the room. throw my stuff aside and dropped myself on the bed and snuggle up tight. dad came in and asked me to take my med and mum asked me to eat something first. aft eating my med, went to sleep.

btw, the camp was fun. though it was dead tiring, but im sure all of us had fun there. there's too much to write about. but what i can say is that, i can see all the potential leaders out there and i can really feel the bonding btw us, bridge leaders. esp for myself, i feel that i was one of the new juniors. whats more with dee being the oic for this camp. if before this i've been leading the BL, but during the camp, i can feel that im just like any one of the juniors. which i must say, quite a good thing, coz there's no barrier btw the excos and the juniors. thats wat i want to see actually in BL.


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