to summarise it all: pure elation.
this batch really is something. they're well bonded. guys and girls alike. man i was having a blast. talking to everyone who i rarely talk in school. and some girls who looked mediocre at school, look stunningly gorgeous this time around. the dudes were fucking wild! shit they craked me up the whole time. wont go into details but i swear, think i'm losing my voice from the constant shoutings and yelling. yes there were some semi-drunked people but they're fucking crazy. scary moments were, again, present. saw a couple of weird shits. no biggie.
then came the parting of ways. some cried. we all hugged and kissed (some. people like samir). on the cheeks of course. took photos and i wore my mask! GRUNGE. shit it was a really uber sad moment. i bottled it up. arrived home by cab (thanks eric sng! i owe you man) and went up the stairs. man i really missed that. when i came home i got all chocked up. what? i missed home, alright. then i remembered the fun i had, and i cried. a little. yes, i do have a soft spot. i even kissed the floor of home. now, back to zee norrmal life.
on a final note: friends will, undoubtly come and go, but some stay true (you know who you are). and memories will stay etched on the mind.
i'm getting mushy. ugh.
this batch really is something. they're well bonded. guys and girls alike. man i was having a blast. talking to everyone who i rarely talk in school. and some girls who looked mediocre at school, look stunningly gorgeous this time around. the dudes were fucking wild! shit they craked me up the whole time. wont go into details but i swear, think i'm losing my voice from the constant shoutings and yelling. yes there were some semi-drunked people but they're fucking crazy. scary moments were, again, present. saw a couple of weird shits. no biggie.
then came the parting of ways. some cried. we all hugged and kissed (some. people like samir). on the cheeks of course. took photos and i wore my mask! GRUNGE. shit it was a really uber sad moment. i bottled it up. arrived home by cab (thanks eric sng! i owe you man) and went up the stairs. man i really missed that. when i came home i got all chocked up. what? i missed home, alright. then i remembered the fun i had, and i cried. a little. yes, i do have a soft spot. i even kissed the floor of home. now, back to zee norrmal life.
on a final note: friends will, undoubtly come and go, but some stay true (you know who you are). and memories will stay etched on the mind.
i'm getting mushy. ugh.
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