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COUNCIL ORIENTATION CAMP.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007, 5:12 pm
Council camp was fun. Or maybe somehow related to fun? Can do, can do. Anyway, got a lot of things to talk about. But might as well dont bother you and me to death. So I Physics and Biology SSP today. During Council Camp lah. I slept at 2am this morning to 6am. And from 6 to 7:30, it was the zombie period. But the things are crap. And I think the Probation-ers think I talking rubbish most of the time. Cant stand. I talk to them, havent finish then they 'orh-orh-orh' me. After that ask them what I say then no answer. Idiots.

But somehow true lah. Cannot blame them. Other than nonsense, what else can come out from my mouth?

And I didnt know I have birdy EXCO-mates in Council. If they allow, I will post it online.

This time must be careful in what I blog.

Anyway, just to add on, 'HE HATE ME, THEREFORE I HATE HIM. And if you all think I must have done something to piss him off, then it will not be on purpose because now I have no distinct idea what thing I do which caused such strong hatred to grow.'






Ernest