It is 2am, Saturday morning, can’t sleep! My clock is going haywire! Joking, I usually sleep at around 12 or 1am during weekdays,2+am on Saturday and 11:30pm on Sunday(for the sole reason that I am having PE on Monday and if there is 2.4km run, having enough sleep is essential, trust me). I am though of setting up a private blog so that I can pour out stuff that if I were to write in here, I might as well delete the whole blog but come to think about it, some things are better left unsaid. Which leave me pretty much confused, about everything. Thank god for Yusheng, he can’t sleep too.
As little girls, we dream of finding our very own prince charming (preferably kind and handsome).As teenagers, we still have that same wish, except the standards will be lowered (by a little bit).Girls get their idea of romance through books (proof, I love to read those kinda books) and guys ask for a girl advice from a close girl friend of his. I wish things were a little bit simpler, but because of the past, this is who I am now. Random stuff, why do I find myself sms-ing Weihao every time Whitley’s campfire is near? It happened last year and it is happening again this year. Not saying it is a bad thing, he’s a nice guy. My heart is all over the place now, must control. I want this blog to be quite personal but not too personal.
God, the night is so mysterious, there is something about it which makes people do things they don’t do during the day .I think the camp back in March is exactly how people who interact at night. If not, why would things goes like back to normal after it, like nothing had happened? Cos that s what happen if someone “switch on the light”. There is something about overnight camp that bond people and it doesn’t appear in the day (unless of cos its the water games.lol).