on and on.

i am constantly reminded of this song by some funny singer. dunno if it's jim croce or what but basically the song goes "on and on.. on and on.. on and on.." and on.

like my council term haha. on and on and on and on. even after invest i realise that there are some things yet to wrap up. even though i ended with no regrets, uh there are things that i still wanna do. that i might regret if i never accomplish them - like at least one bw welfare initiative. time catches up though, i feel like i'm on the edge of a treadmill. switched on, of course.

i don't know what to blog about nowadays. it's like council invest was on wednesday, i was visibly upset about the whole proceedings of it and the past few days leading up to this friday has been nothing short of angsty. though of course there were the good (last) times with the council on final night. and supposed liberation.

final night was okay la. i mean i hardly prepared but i didn't figure speaking from my heart would be that difficult. right so it wasn't that difficult but as each exco member did their speech i kept thinking like "dang maybe i should have said that". hh house d had a real good poem though it was fking funny. ahahaha roxxors~ easily the best part of the night.

though much <3 to my house d, they'd obviously did their planning too. yay. the other houses were pretty much a mishmash of emotions, though at the end it was all emo. some say the house capts were in order of emo-ness. i decline comment.

anyway besides that, the first few days of freedom hasn't been good because i was like, really late for school on wednesday (8:30am! wth) and thursday was trashy cos i didn't hear the presidents speak for the last time. not that i like hearing their voices but its nostalgia and EMO. the weak and uh, sentimental side of me!

and today simply sucked because i got owned during lessons. reality check: A levels in 5-6 months. shitshitshit. and french midyears (equivalent of ct2) has alr started ZOMG.

looking back, i think man i'm gonna miss the bright parts of council a lot. i mean the sai kang and all is super hard to tolerate and sometimes pointless meetings get me staring angrily into space or just whining in one corner (dang, i'm getting bloody good at that). BUT. there's always a silver lining, which include:

- being with the rebelzzz. taking the sensible way out while trying not to get owned in the process. if we do, try to own them back.

- talking cawk during bw hd meetings.

- talking cawk during exco meetings.

- talking cawk during general meetings.

okay i think you get the idea la. this is damn pointless emo, i'm trying to feel some emotion but it's not working. maybe because i'm posting way too long after final night. which got me kinda close to tears since everyone around was crying.

sigh. but frankly i'm happy it's over.

as retards always say, "it's not the end of something, it's the beginning of something new." well i choose to believe that i'm in for something new. mugging.

je ne sais pas quoi d'autre à dire. ce post est plutôt.. au hasard. les mots coulent libérément, et je ne veux pas les maîtriser. de toute façon j'aurai l'entraînement donc il faut dormir tôt. zut, j'aurais dit ça beaucoup de fois aux nuits vendredi. (si c'est mauvais français, pardonne-moi.)

je souhaite que cette fois peut-être je serai à l'heure. il suce d'être en retard, mais que faire quand ton entraînement est à 7h30 dans le matin?

navy seals ftw!~