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Monday, February 26, 2007 @ 10:45 PM

under no roof.. the longest 17 hours of my life.. no sleep, no food, and absolutely nothing to do.. seriously... can you actually die of boredom cause i swear i came close.. it was like 10 hours of sitting around.. talking.. cracking jokes.. bonding.. but what seemed like an hour turned out to be only 6 mins.. oh dear lord.. and everyone managed to sleep which wasnt fair.. cardboard boxes that were soaked with mud and water.. wow.. inviting beds huh.. but i guess it was good in the sense that we spent time with people we usually wouldnt.. like we talked and bonded with people we barely talk to in school. and we learn stuff about each other.. and we learn what its like to be poor and homeless. and then we appreciate what we have right now. and we become thankful about how lucky we are.. and we stop complaining of always wanting more.. in between those 17 hours of boredom, we:


anyways.. enough about under no roof.. its all in the past.. its over.. done with.we got out 17 hours of CAS. thank god.. so yeah.. today was kinda retarded.. me and jonho got dragged into the VP's office by the DM cause i was wearing my livestrong bands and jonho made some offhand remark about acs students looking smart.. it was the most stupid thing ever and also the most hilarious thing ever.. the DM didnt know what to say everytime jonho made a comeback


dm:you should show me respect cause im a teacher


jonho: ill show a teacher respect when a teacher shows me respect


*Silence*


HAHAHA!! omg.. i wanted to just laugh la.. ohh.. and according to the DM, my smile is very offensive. like WTF! so yeah.. and i cant wear my wristbands anymore.. its like i get punished for showing my support for cancer patients -_-.. and i guess i cant really smil anymore cause i could OFFEND people by smiling.. wow. oh. and the DM can suspend me cause he says my shirt is untucked too often.. wow.. aint this grand



isnt kinda sad how people always leave.. its true.. in some way or another, people always true.. you know whats the saddest form of leaving? drifting.. now that hurts

you know, i dont even know where to start and what to say.. i mean. new year, new start, new things , new frien ds. well. i didnt expect like with new friends means you discard your old ones.. you know, it really pains me to say this, but sometimes i feel that i hardly even know you anymore.. its like.. i donno.. we barely talk anymore.. you dont tell me stuff and i dont tell you stuff. and its sad. i mean. you're my really good friend.. or should i say were? i really dont want to. but bleah. this sucks.. its like all the new friends and shit.. i know its kinda retarded but i feel kinda jealous.. its like you;re so much closer to them even though you;ve known them for a shorter period of time. its like i got replaced in a sense.. like i donno.. like i was the flavour of the month and now there are suddenly more new exciting flavours to try out.. flavours that are nicer, more suited for you.sighhhh.. i miss you.but hey, you're happy right. so yeah, i guess its ok then.. i guess it is my fault.. i must have been a terrible friend. bleah. life's sad aint it.. how its so easy for good friends to jsust drift overnight... bleah


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Marcus Eng


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