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Wednesday, November 4, 2009 @ 3:54 AM
I've finally realised what is enough to push me to almost-breaking point. A combination of a horrible afternoon Math lecture on Probability, NEC obligations and planning for SLE camp.

The day started off beautifully enough, i even got to stare at my heart's desire during PE (: And had a great time spending the last PE lesson of this year watching the boys play soccer. Literature with Mdm Shamala was slack as usual, she was just sitting and chatting to us. We had some strange lesson on Public Speaking (?) during Chinese in LR2. You know, i really wish that my day could end this way. But no, the horror started in HTP.

Went for SLE Camp briefing, which saw many instances of me uttering unthinkable words under my breath. Was chosen as a leader for Group F of SLE. Some may take it as a honour, but the other leaders share my view on this, that this job is 1000 times more painful than it may look. 1) I don't know a single person in my group. 2) We're doing the Singapore Booth. What the hell, and we were informed less than a week from the actual camp? 3) How am i supposed to lead the group when i have absolutely NO IDEA where to begin? It's amazing how these things just add up, it even dispelled my initial joy of seeing Insect at the Centrestage. Was so stressed out after that i almost cried, Rohit thought that he said something wrong, haha. Sorry, Rohit, not your fault, don't mind me (:

After the hellish experience, was Math Probability mass lecture. I shall refrain from criticising, but how in the world can a person make a relatively simple and interesting topic sound so boring and complicated? I was really trying very hard to pay attention and absorb, but even my brain resisted my attempts. Eventually just gave up.

Was starving after lesson because i did not get to eat lunch, thanks to SLE Camp briefing, so i went down to the cafe to grab a bite with Jamie. Was joined by Jill. Lol, Jill is so funny, always makes me laugh. Met Jon Hanafi coming down from the container classrooms, and he too was complaining about his SLE leader position. Don't worry guys, at least we're in this together (:

I'm dead tired now, and i seriously regret not opting out of SLE ): What an irresponsible thing to say though, haha. Okay, i'm off to pack for tmr, there's NEC presentation at 7.30 am tmr. Basket!