I have made this my photo blog already, coz I really hate to upload photos in facebook. Facebook sucks. There I said it. Here are some random photos.

Their Swan Song in ACJC

For my good friend, Kermit the Frog. Yup, I will never forgot this night when I mistook someone else for you. I am really sorry. But I am sure you will never let me forget it.

I wonder what is Shin looking so intense about?

Hello老黄, 你的笑容可以再spastic一点....Hmm and I mean both of you,黄诗惠and黄千宁。
This photo is to applaud for the union of forces between my primary school and secondary school best friends who both have a common agenda: Bully Constance Chua.
I wanna use Shihui's guitar to whack both of them!
Couldn't last till the 100th post. Though I tried to squeeze in as many posts to attain 100, but my heart isn't in the mood. Shall officially declare that this is the last post on this previous baby of mine. Goodbye my pain, my joy, my forsaken memories. It's been 411 days- 1year,1month and 17days since I had you. 95 posts. A bucketful worth of tears.
I started this blog coz I couldn't get into AC, the one only other thing that mattered alot to me in 2008. But I end this today on a note towards liberation. Shihui has fulfilled my dream of knowing how it feels like to be an ACJCian. So that part of my life is over. I spent 9months grieving over a loss of friendship. Guess half of my entries here were writen in anguish. Not exactly happy. But that is over too. So yea, time to abandon this ship.
I'm very sorry to my loyal readers especially those from Crescent, Goh Lao Ying, Shannon, Jeremiah. My heart isn't into this anymore. I just realised how deadly blogging can be. It exploited my weaker human emotions, exposed my ugly nature to some readers. Jeremy was right, I hide behind a facade that will not show how vulnerable I am feeling inside. People know too much. Strange faces, unknowing guests. Yea, I feel tainted. So its goodbye.
I'd like to take this last opportunity to thank those who walked this journey with me. Thank you so much. I apologise for this abrupt decision...
I never given much thought to how she was feeling, how she was doing. I called her last night. She told me she failed GP, Math and Chem. Imagine my initial shock. She, who to me will never be anything less than the top, failed 3subjects. Yet, she was so positive. For the first time, I'm truly worried for her. It's a niggling unease, FEAR. I have never been there to share her burden. The weight of her own world. I am confident that she will do well for A's if she put her heart to it...acing even. But I just worry for her mental and physical health. SYF is drawing closer, she told me. Terms, a week after SYF. I really am worried for her for the first time in my life. Her strength carried me through, but what support do I have to offer her? When I am just an empty shell worth a bucketful of shit.