morgueville,heartland living.

i'm on fire. i can hardly move an inch of my upper body. or any facial expression for that matter. laughters immediately turned into looks of agony and pain. oh gawd. and i'm convincing myself that all these pain ain't half bad. imagine sunburning as some sorta sado-machoistic experience... ok fergeddit. i shall just stick to my aloe vera lotion. ugh fuck. the sun.

on a brighter note, i think the tan made me look like i'm from the summer of '69. kwee said i looked as if i had this glow on my face. and darn drew must just open his mouth and said 'its just the oil glands from his face.' bah.

the sentosa retreat with my class was great. in fact this weekend was just superb. if only every other weekends are just like that, woo hoo. then dragging thyself to school on the weekdays does seem a lil' tad worth doing. well, it's not exactly the whole entire class. but at least half of them came. the others just rotted at the mainland with their plans of their own. can't believed the class mistaken me as the organiser for this retreat. gawd. i didn't ask for it. i'm just a webmaster! but the trip just goes with the flow. and it was fun. one complaint though. we should play more beach volleyball. we should have bought some tidbits and a ground sheet. we should have picked a day when all the girls aren't having cramps. ok. that's more than one. ugh. the sun burned my brain. but i had great fun!

and cheryl's apartment was ohmygoodnesskillthisrichwoman. four of us bunked in. ranne, rach, me and gary. n we mere mortals made ourselves uper like cheryl's relatives from batu pahat, aweing at every square inch of the par-ket flooring and real artist's paintings. and that was just the lobby. we obviously do not look like we lived here. muhahaha.

i'm so looking forward to our class' outing.