dear friend
i have many things to be grateful of.
thanks for:
listening
bothering
caring
sparing your time
not judging me
and basically, just being there.
thank you very much.
thank goodness there are still friends like you left.

learning journey was okay after all. the kids were so adorable. but it was exhausting beyond belief to bring them out.
last day of east zone camp.
finally.
what have i learnt.
my zheng ppl are the best.
the siglapians are the most well behaved bunch of girls i have ever seen.
like i always say, the zheng peeps are the civilised bunch in CO.

my dear jrs, obliging as ever.
not minding being scolded unfairly and unjustly, not minding the long hours.

a martyr is: One who makes a great show of suffering in order to arouse sympathy.
some people just enjoy wallowing in self-pity, acting like martyrs.
some people owe a thousand apologies to many people but just act like they have no idea what's going on.

i think i really have a very unfriendly face even when i'm NOT feeling unfriendly OR hostile OR rude. i have to work on my friendly face then. wouldnt want people to think i'm unfriendly would i? (i'm running out of descriptive words as you can see)

self-worthy. self-importance. i thought i had it. now i don't. zip. nada.

i found out that nobody really understands. not that you don't. but you can't. you just can't.

read somewhere: she couldn't open up. because opening up would mean opening the old wound. feeling the same pain all over again.

yay. daphne's out.

ta. champion's on.