Sunday, March 20, 2005
.:hate it or should like it//:.
you're still important...always will...
okayy!..:]
back from the retreat.
it was good..
as usual..i guess..
first retreat ever and boy/..
i loved it..
games
..soccer.treasure hunting..captains ball with a soccer ball..
late night talks for the girls.
well..not for me..
chucks was my companion through the night.
meals and ever more meals..
i dunno.but i found the food all damn shiok.!
i mean..good stuff..haha..more?
from the retreat..taking back with us or me..
friendships i hold dear to my heart.
problems we face and how much prayers can do to help.
loved ones lost and all those.
worries..fears..it was all covered...
also..reanactment of the stations..good!
praise and worship...gets better doesnt it/?
came back with
injuries..i dunno what i do.really..
but i know im rough..
we had 'dinosaur game'
shoot man..
gabf is freaking heavy and oh gosh!
i cant keep him away..
everyone was all tired..left the premise/.
back seat with the mp3 player was good.
people should just kill to have me near them...
all they would prolly want is rest.but i gave disturbance..
well..heck lar..
scream!church..played a couple/games of [pepsi.cola]
i was always the first to go out.
i suck.i admit..
got my palm...
its a good weapon..i mean.not in a spiritual kind of way.
it hurts when you poke..
i learnt that..and so..
attack..
well.nigel got a lot from me..
kills to be my friend.
anyways.mass started
and then..
it ended..
we left.dined...
headed to the roof of the cc.
and played like mad.
okayy..
heres the important bit/.
the atmosphere was not good at all.
really.
i was warned but..
well..i ignored ..i played..
hula girl got lessons on
hula-ing.haha.
i thought nigel how to hula too..he's good lar..
like some girl..
and
cheerleading was even better..but then..
we got interrupted..
security called us down....
shucks..so we went on to play downstairs..
its good to play at night.really..
people left and all.
slowly leaving gabe.nigel.henry.nad.kat.dada.camille and i..
okay.we still played.
i taught ballet..we were performers.
damn retarded but..heck..
im not dodo if i'm quiet right!
and we played and played more stupid sutff.
even got on to gymnastics.i wonder how..
i cant do those stunts..
its so hymen-breaking..sheesh..
dada's good lar...
blah blah blah.
cabbed to nigels'.
played mahjong till it was close to 4 or 5.
knock out.
well..it went wrong.
its a personal thing i shared/
it disturbed.affected.
got me upset.
but at the end of the day..
i'm living with the worst.'
shant expect so i might receive.
shant think so i wont tear.
it kills.not only i.
theres always this.
take charge.
i am..
oh sheesh.its a freaking long entry.
it seems..theres still the part where we woke up..
mahjong again.whilst watching the rundown..
mahjong on the whole..
i had very very bad luck since the early hours of after 12//
really.it was awful..
and then..dada and i cabbed back..whilst the guys went for their breakfast.
this is by far the sunday where we all.
did not step into church.or go out to town.
but home.
should get more of it.its good..
schools starting.
siesta is impprtant..
see you.
screamed at|4:56 pm
