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Thursday, June 3, 2010 @ 7:58 AM
I've realised lately that i'm starting to develop an aversion to blogging about random events that happen in my life. I used to be able to write long Auntie Agony stories in secondary school, regarding every single thing that i did in the course of that day.

But now, i just blog if i truly have something that i need to say. Maybe it's just the gradual development of my maturity ever since i left secondary school. Indeed, just looking into my archives; into my old posts, is a pretty interesting experience.

Today was another day spent in school. What i really loved about today was that it was a culmination of so many things. Everything that i did today was also quite meaningful and left me feeling accompolished, with the exception of Math lesson, which was not only counterproductive, but lowered my self-esteem down to the dumps.

Of course, the fun really started when Summer and I met Shawn, Izzuddin and Jed (by chance) after they were done with their GIS meeting. I knew that dinner was going to be a fun affair and a host of bitching with my two brothers around.

Took the train home with Jed after dinner because i wanted to avoid the terrible jams on the road during the rush hour. Yes, i've recently developed such a habit. Maybe it's the fact that long journeys tend to seem shorter with somebody to talk to. Or maybe it's because it's the holidays, so i don't really mind taking a bit longer to get home (:

i've just sent out my final (hopefully) version of the National Day proposal to Mr Sim and Wei Liang. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for approval this time round (:

Hmmm. Now i really have got nothing to write. Will be back next time once i get a source of inspiration (: