Well, here I am, months from my last post. Just had a really sudden urge to pen my thoughts down. It's about to spill over the brim! So here I go:

Much has happened. And I mean much much mucho A LOT has happened. Shall I summarize?
1. Vietnam Trip
2. New year
3. Actually I can't really remember. Haha

Anyway, Vietnam. In one word, it was GREAT. In 3 words, Great but disappointing. Well, thank God I got the idea to write a 10 day journal during the trip. Because, honestly, my memory ain't good when it comes to remembering what-happened-whens. Back to Vietnam. Everyday was great. Truly. It was the life. I think it was The life for me. Like somehow I was born for this. Country style. I could adapt pretty well I think. Like I got praised 3 times by the locals! Once while plastering the wall of the toilet we built from scratch, another when I was chopping the firewood, and another when I was laying the bricks for the wall. Oh and another when I was controlling my buffalo. Haha, that about sums up the whole trip, don't it? Apart from that, we climbed about a thousand steps up a tiny mountain to a cave, went shopping at the night market, and played and taught the school kids. Yep, that's about it. And the thing that made it extra special? The people, of course. Both the locals, and the people I went with. Somehow, the new friends I made made me believe that this school ain't that bad after all. Sleeping together, Chit chatting through the day, sharing gossip, and many many more. Basically, I was ready to name them the best people I've met in this school.(Note: I was only ready. Didn't managed to do it though.) Oh, and did I mention the teachers? They were awesome. Had nice chats with 1 of 'em. Yeh, that was it, until we came back, and everybody somehow.... changed. Well, why am I not surprised. See, I somehow wasn't invited to the outing that I brought up to everyone that we must have. Great, ain't it. Just shows how vicious some people could be. And worse, in that group of people, the person I was closest to (my classmate), decided it wasn't really important to bring it up to them. Oh well, life sucks, I know. At least I made 1 special friend. We talked in the night, and shared stuff we never shared to anyone else. And another. And then when school started, some don't even say hi anymore. Haha, so much for OCIP all the way, huh! Guess that's life.

New year, same me. It was such a down moment knowing that school was starting again. School days were, once again, frowny ones. Haha. Ok, I've had enough of grumpy school posts. Let's just say I'm so sick of what people can do time and again. I have a heart, in case you don't know it yet, and I won't keep letting you people beat it up.

Oh and I should start taking photos, because I realise that they are a really good way to remember the past. NOT for the camwhore part.

Here's something that happened just last Friday that was the main reason why my brain overflowed with stupid nonsense thoughts. It was the annual games day for my school. And me, being the subtle-sporty kind (Yes I am. I may not want to join a sports cca because of the competitiveness, but I do like it.) , wanted to play some sports game, but because the people I hang out with aren't exactly sporty, I was left to sit around, looking at others play. Spent most of the time doing that until finally, my sporty friend came! (she's in soccer, so, you know. :)) Then I went to walk around with her, until we came to the captain ball section! Yay, for being at the right place, right time. :) Her class asked her whether she wanted to join in, for a fun, 'anyhow' game. That means not part of the games day. And of course she agreed, and asked me to join in. :) And of course, I agreed! I mean, I was waiting for this chance for a long time! haha. Anyway her class at first didn't know that I was part of their team cos I was wearing a different shirt. But soon they got the idea. :D It was a bit boring the first part, not hyped up yet. But then after a short break when we had to access the situation, it became........ GREAT. Let's see, I was the captain, so I had to catch the balls. And boy, was it not easy. Maybe because like 3/4 or more of the players are guys! Haha. The ball couldn't get past the defender most of the time (he was TALL), and even if it did, it meant it couldn't get to me either. But still, I managed to catch a few. One with my face. Haha. Ok, anyway, that wasn't the main thing. The main thing was him. My friend's classmate. I thought I was imagining stuff but.. He's a basketball player. Haha, score one. And he's cute, score two. But too close to girls? Not so sure. Anyway during the game he kinda throw the balls too hard, so it was a bit hard for me to catch. And the one that I caught with my face? Well, he threw that, Haha. And we never really talked before, only one sentence as W's classmate. But I thinks he knows my existence. So it kinda came as a pleasant surprise when every time he threw a hard ball, and it kinda hit me, he came to ask if I was OK, and, wait for it..., patted my arm. Ok, ya, not a very big deal, right? But I don't see him doing it to anyone else. But then again, there weren't many girls. And not even to the girl who played the captain before me. But then again, she's his classmate too. So anyway, there's more. After he threw one hard one and asked me if I was OK, he suddenly asked for my name! I mean really suddenly.And when I told him, he followed it up by saying my sec school. So this makes it confirmed that he knows of my existence too. OK, fine, I'm always with W and S (his classmates). So who wouldn't know me right? Haha. OK, fine.... I know, I'm just imagining stuff. I tell myself that all the time. Damn, I should have fallen. Or I should have said something to him. But here's another short story. A few days before, I caught the same train as he. And while he was with his group of friends chatting, I was standing a few steps away with JM. And I noticed he kept looking over! Ok, FINE. I was looking over too. BAH. Haha, Ok, now I'm quite sure I'm crazy. Yes I am. So I'm a crazy person. Whatevs.

SO, that's about it. Wow, feels so much better now that I let it all out! And now I can see clearly that I'm obviously imagining stuff. But still, daydreaming makes me happy. Oh well. :)

Oh well.