One word to describe my moments in camp this week: Chaotic. So much time spent on going out to the field, i am just really tired. Plus the cumulative number of lack of sleep i am really taking a toll on my body. Work was just piling up high that i got to keep deleting emails that keep bursting my limit, so much work so little time! I must thank all my friends for helping me out in camp, especially with the surveys result. Gracias~~ It was tough in camp but i had help, it's either i am rusting out or i just cant take the stress stacking up high. Or maybe it's just that i am losing my discipline, i dont use to falter my work cuz i plan ahead. Now i am just loose like a pile of sand haha, got to stand together now haha. Meet up with Nic after booking out to de-stress myself at the arcade. I am seriousy losing my touch at DDR though i can feel my flexibility coming, i need to practice more haha. Played house of the dead 4 as Nic was really eager to try, the gun was pretty heavy to her IHO but we only manage to get to play it once cuz there was quite a number of ppl eyeing on that game. Once this group of ill-mannered kids *IMO* just cut into us and play the game. I was praying so hard for them to lose and yah, they lost at stage 2 just as expected haha. Nic and I didnt fare well either, Nic died at round 2 and i cant hold my ground properly. I seriously swear that the gun i am using is a bit faulty, it just doesnt shoot out when i reload! Crap i feel so cheated haha, and my hands are sore from so much shaking. Pop and music was fun to play with once in a while, we both lose out touch haha as we missed quite a number of beats from out favourite songs. Haiz, time to practice more and that means more money spent, lol. So beat up at home now, gonna MSN awhile and then play my Flyff for a while. My Tales is gathering dust lol but i have a lot of games tat i wanna buy from PS2: Naruto 3, Xenosaga III and Disgaea 2, i dont wanna miss them out.
A sincerity no more or less,
A touch of concern not heavy or light,
A word of truth neither correct or wrong,
So who are you, my new puppet that i deem i want you to be mine....
Happiness is a float for those trapped in the sorrow of lake, staying a life yet still trapped inside the lake
Friday, October 06, 2006
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