Y Saturday, March 8, 2008Y
3:35 PM
actually erm this is supposed to add on to the previous post on obs. yea. hey clarice says im cute and im like doraemon, as in i act like doraemon. it does not mean i look like doraemon ok! hahahahaha. yea i came to psot some random photos. photos that meant to capture stuff from obs. but not acitivities i did in obs cuz no phone marh. 
ok this is really blur. ermerm so sorry for it. yea but. from left to right:
top: Mauricette [instructor], Clarice, He Lin, Kim Lien, Yen My, Mei Juan, Ka Kay, Jun Ying
Bottom: Shermaine, Vanice, Yvonne, Hui Ci, Ting Yi, ME!, Sarah
All: BARKER!!!
This is where i record my activities and reflections. It is sort of a journal.
Just an OBS sticker
My certificate that says i completed OBS
A wristband and ' Outward Bound Singapore' is printed on it. yea its blue. had other colours like red, black, orange, yellow and maybe others tt i dunno of. yup tts all!
ok im feeling sian now. dun feel like doing anything yet. but have a lot of stuff to do,
#need to do OBS reflections for LA
#Mug for tests
#try to understand what physics is all about
#Hoping not to fail IH though it is only 50%
#All SIAs that are going on
gogo bang my head liao. ok i MUST perservere. or not wat is obs? what has obs taught me? oush yourself, push yourself beyond self perceived limite. challenge yrself. i noe io can do it der. just like how i pushed myself to get to the top of the rock wall with blisters and cuts. i dunno why i just feel emotional. ok ok i shall stop ok. but the song makes me feel a bit more emo lar. erm its 25 minute by M.L.T.R. [Michael Learns To Rock] . yup yup. ok i really really want to jus tscream all my fristrations out. jsut let off the stuff in me. to scream to jump to hit to slap to box to kick to do anything that just let me vent my frustrations. but but i can only cry in a corner of my room. a place where no one knows. a me that no one has ever seen. a place filled with secrets. a place full of valuable memories. a place full of tears. a place dearest to me. a place that seem to be my confidante. and now i cant fa xie on someone as i think i said b4 i feel paiseh doing so. its like who am i to the person. the person has his/her own live [shant reveal gender]. i cant keep disturbing the person. and besides the person's phone is broke.
why why why am i so affected??????
