Its a rough night, a rough week.
Its an hour 25 minutes into Monday. The beginning for the new AY, which we're no longer involve in. And sadly, I missed out greatly on receiving the new batch. Be it them being my freshies when I'm a first time FA or whether I'm a gl, I still want to know them.
I missed out the opportunity to share with them stories about the school, how awesome the people are and how great things can be. Changing and moulding their lives and them into each individual that shine.
I was asked recently: You have many things to do in school. Projects and school work takes up most of your time. Why and how do you manage to uphold school commitments?
(I've been asked by many people and I never got a perfect answer, but I found the perfect answer)
Giving back to the school by being involve in the school activities is the least I can do to show my gratitude and I want to be part of the school. No matter how busy I may be, there will be means and ways to give back if you want to.
Yes, that's my perfect answer.
My desire to be in Temasek Poly, School of Design never once stop ever since I set my path towards it. It have paved a wonderful 3years for me, awesome peers, perfect surrounding. I can't get enough. I can go on and on about this 3year.
I ended it with a regret. I missed out DOC. What is this!? OMG.
The one camp that started my brilliant life in TDS, I missed the closing of it. There's no perfect ending.
Anyways, my freshies knocked the hard reality into my head, the reality that I'm a graduate and that I'm really leaving school for real.
The day I dread coming since I was a freshie. I still remember me telling Syara: Eh shit, now going end of Sem1, damn fast. Soon we'll be Year3 then we'll be graduating. NO! TOO FAST.
Hey bitch, we're leaving fo'real now ):
My 3years, my friends, TDS is forever home. I'm glad to be part of the school and have met every single friend I make cause everyone changed my life a little here and there.
(Not gonna just end here.)
Thursday, April 21, 2011; 4:29 PM

Tuesday, April 12, 2011; 12:11 PM
Sometimes, I rather be misunderstood.
I don't put things across the way I want to. And the more I try to explain, the complicated things get.
; 9:17 AM
I miss you from the moment I wake.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011; 2:02 AM