start of all things

The end of all things is the start of all things.

Common tests are over. I am so certain that I'm going to do worse than ever.

March camp is over too - just only. For the first time in many camps, I actually enjoyed a camp. Kudos to Chengwei. It was really great yet at the same time frustrating. Great because it was relatively slack and we didn't overly tire ourselves and the juniors had fun. Frustrating because throughout the camp I found myself thinking about a lot of things, especially on the first night when I couldn't get to sleep. Thought about Nanyang, about insociability, about council, about the trouble I have gotten into in my studies, about you-know-who and about friendship. I really don't want to be a shadow but courage gets in the way.

I am really scared that the camp although bonded us (seniors and juniors) together, bonding itself is not enough to instill the values that the "hell" camp last year give us. I think although the seniors totally made themselves hate-able, they made us really close within the council and build up a kind of discipline that, although many don't realise, helped build the council up into what it is today. At the end of the camp, they still lack the seriousness and urgency and maybe a certain determination to succeed.

Then again you can't always have the cake.

H3 Geog is showing a potential full-blown significance on my life. I'll probably have to visit libraries tomorrow, get as much information as possible and get my appointments up for interviews. And there are surveys to give out. I haven't even gotten the survey questions confirmed. A lot of things to be done by tonight. *shivers at the imagination of a pile of readings*

Then there is council stuff to do. Igloo anniversary, unfortunately led by an incompetent person. Survey compilations!

and I have to finish my math homework before tuition. All these in 3 days. Goodbye to KO one.