Hi all i m not dead, i m back.

I know i am a lazy blogger, Wong's overwhelming this blog it's gonna be hers soon haha..so here i am blogging about something that happened two weeks ago. So anyway, this year's Arts Camp is over and done with, really glad i managed to participate in it. It was full of ups and downs. Got to meet an absolutely great OG where everyone's really nice and pleasant and gets along really well. This year's Arts Camp clubbing was at Taboo, a gay club, which was puny, extremely hot and puny once again. I think i perspired more than when i was training. The OG was great fun, many outright, hidden and budding clubbers who were ready to attack the dancefloor.

As for the downs part, don't even get me started, learnt quite a lot from this year's camp, hoping someone would learn somethings too. I get that the truth is always hard to believe and handle, but still it's the truth.

I've decided to practice ZEN and embody ZEN. What i've been doing has not been to my advantage. In fact, perhaps it has been backfiring against me. In my eagerness to help someone gain enlightenment i've turned myself into a monster. I m definitely much better than that. And seriously, i've decided to learn how to LET THINGS GO. It's just not worth it. It's meaningless when i have to keep pushing it, totally meaningless. Guess it's about embracing it but if unfortunately i cant, then i guess there's only one solution.

And i seriously don't like to fight with you. It hurts so much and it makes me hate myself. I hate myself for hurting you even though i don't mean to, i hate myself for using those harsh words, saying those mean things and using that disgusting tone. I just hope you understand where i m coming from. You mean so much to me, which is why i even bother going through it over and over again. Point is, i don't ever want to fight with you again, ever. Fighting with you always brings "hurting" to a new level. It's just not worth it.

School is starting soon = hall = freedom. Unfortunately, it also means that the "mugging" has to start. But it's a fair price to pay for sweet sweet freedom.

Sleepy,
Jig Jac