-=Tired=-

First week of school was so-so, but was fun with all the random swearings from the guy behind me. Kelvin, me and Yong Xiang was pinching each other to keep each other awake in Biology lessons. Then we were getting annoyed with the guy behind me's random questions just because he didn't listen properly in class. I ponned Aphelion assembly since it was boring.
Monday would see a very long second row in the class. Because we would have Tiet Ho and Perry joining us lol. Free Mathematics and Science consultants.

EP3 was bullshit. Got backstabbed again by costumes. Seriously, he is one of the causes why I am so pissed off.

Well, at least it was fun at the end where we celebrated Xin Rui's birthday, one day late lol. ExCo eating food inside blackbox and burning candles inside, oops. The atmosphere wasn't there, but it was fun haha. Then we gave him a made-10-minutes-ago birthday card by me and contributed by others haha, and a present from me and CJ. Then went to Teochew Porridge for dinner. Cheap and nice, not that filling, but just nice for after rehearsals. Al-ameen for ice-cream prata LOL. As delicious as always.

Note: Sorry if you felt offended for not being invited to celebrate birthday with him, but what Long Jian (and what I felt too) was to only include minimal amount of people in it, and those closer ones. Well to be frank, we didn't mean for Marcus to be in it too.

Today was epic, I got fever and didn't come for meeting. Aparrently it was dog dung there too. And what, somebody smsed me that the action plan would be submitted late. But wtf, you have been late for 1 week and you request for an extension. Fine, you execute it alone. I am not gonna tank every piece of shit for you. Maybe for this event I have to help you tank, since Mr. Yang's gonna kill me if we got another retarded batch. But I will make sure not to interfere with the rest. (oh wait, there isn't any...) For the whole year as ExCo, your contribution has become 0. That is fact, not an assumption. Congratulations for getting to boast that you are an ExCo of an elite EP3 that is having fundamental problems because even the ExCo doesn't even know their jobs, yours especially. FYL.

I am too tired of bearing sometimes, bearing the imaginary knives, bearing blames for the rest, bearing the jobs of others. I have a limit. My limit may be sky high, but the pressure is now getting there. I bet my limit will be broken when I am in Victoria Theatre. Insane stupidity is now in Huagang. This year is for the exorcism of it. Screw those bastards.

At least for now are just rehearsals, and my only official job is to coordinate those rehearsals. Unofficial jobs include Trials, Costumes.

Ahh crap, now international event is downscaled. That sucks. I was looking forward to it.
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Ahh this year I am gonna chiong for the ARE. OSA is a given for me already anyway. I now just need an A* Project, in which Perry and the gang has been facing injustice from false hopes given by judges without validly explaining their reasons. MSG-wise, if I am gonna pwn both Joshuas flat, I can't afford to get >1.2 so yeah. Need to focus more on studies.

English A2 sounds manageable. Physics A2 would be hard... The rest should be okay with ample study time. Especially since I am letting CJ and god-knows-who tank the useless rehearsals.

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Accomplished:
Most 1337 Ep3 Orientation in 4 years of my life here.
Productive EP3 where I managed to clear Props room of junk, finally.

To be accomplished:
Yiyun
Drawing properly, anatomy etc (omfg today I just stumbled onto an art style which is super hard and impossible for me to master)

Well nothing more, for EP3 that is.

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Tomorrow I have to start work. Do Chemistry, settle Huagang stupid matters. And my script. Crap.

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There's a helluva road out there paved for me. Time for me to walk on... Time for me to show off... Time for me to be angry... Time for me to do some actions... It's the last year for me to make any difference at all, so yeah let's rock for this last year.

The rain's the start,
The rainbow's the end.
What matters, is not me.
Nor it is you.
It is the memories we make along the way.
It is the fun we had along the way.
It is these things that fade... that become so precious to us.

One day, when we look back... we will smile at the blurry past.

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