Im feeling the effects of overspilled high from last night's chalet. It was the best one Ive ever been to so far, mainly because everybody was zi-highing and there is already a group of friends I could stick to. We didn't really mingle around, which was actually the objective of the overnight stay anyway. Im not really concerned about that because I had fun sticking to my clique and there would surely be plenty of other bonding sessions to come. ((: It's a miracle how all of us were hanging onto the last strains of our adrenaline to stay awake after the not very filling bbq and the energy expounded by the ceaseless laughter induced by our retarded comments and antics. The Heineken commercial was pointless but fun-inducing. The bedroom clubbing cum kbox session was ultimate fun, losing our balance as we bounced around on the beds and singing at the top of our lungs and distracting those poor souls having meeting in the bedroom next door. Charades were okay I guess, although everybody was just playing for the sake of playing. HTHT again, but it was going so slowly and uninterestingly that Lingyan, Stella and I excused ourselves halfway and went to doze off. Was woken by Alex's singing and we basically washed up, packed up and left. Wei Quan fetched 11 of us in his megacar to Bedok's Macs where we had a hearty breakfast before travelling back to reality - biz plan proposal in a disorientated and semi-conscious state.
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Projects is another point added to my list of "Why I Think I may have Chosen the Wrong Course". Especially when group members are ever so busy and don't have the heart and effort to put into completing the projects, me included. To add on, I think my writing skills are slipping bit by bit, diluted by the lack of opporunities for expression and critical thinking. And Im quite dissatisfied about that. Rahhh. Okay I have to go back to mugger world.
