ah, 0030hrs, a good time for emo-ness and angst.
seems to be the only two words in our vocabulary these days (not counting stupid things like porn and random swear words we use as a form of affection haha). okay that was quite random.
so fucking special.
listening to creep by radiohead. it's a good song.
i don't belong here.
mtdf has come to an end, and with it my first and last df experience. it was a good experience. loved working with the crew of df, and the cast was simply hilarious. i mean, who has cast grinding sessions. haha. hilarious. and the bridge, oh the bridge. and the 101. and the umpire chair. and all the nonsense. honestly, it was an awesome 4 days, and thanks so much guys (if you ever read this) for making me feel welcome into the mtdf family even though i joined you guys so late. well, better late than never, right? and well done brian and isaac for the awesome acting and directing and everything. ppp pls! haha.
i don't care if it hurts.
well done to all the other df-ers, kalpy, bensen, mrdf people, wt, cat, random other people who all made df awesome for everyone. it was really, truly fantastic. (: well done, y'all.
what am i doing here?
things are winding down now, with the end of df. and the end of take.5 before that. and the end of orientation before that. hmmm. but the lull will not last long - there is O2 (which i am looking forward to very much. and then there will be season = match support and saikang for ccad. haha. which will be awesome, as all match supports always are. and then it will be the end of council for us, and the 27ths will take over. it's terribly depressing, and what's even sadder is that i only realized (too) late into our council term what an awesome council we have, and all the chances i have to help out. which makes it worse. some sort of regret. and sadness. sigh. but i'm glad i realized this when there was still time, time to make up for lost time. [yuck, this is starting to sound very corny and yucky it must be the 0040-ness of it all.]
whatever you want.
time is crawling by tonight. i don't know if that's a good thing or not. do i want tomorrow to come? if tomorrow never comes, will she know i loved her? i think not. i think i don't tell people how much the mean to me enough. but then again, who does. too much is never enough. the coffe's never strong enough.
she's running out.
great pots of milo does wonders. <3 milo. bliss. anyhow, to everyone out there who's stressing about elections/season/house/studies/health/etc. please take care, and believe that everything will turn out fine in the end. because it will. there's no other way it could be.
i wish i was special.
-crunch.
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