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realised now i was having a ridic breakdown

LOL its all good, got my head back on straight and i regret nothinggggggggg. shall remove the goo from my tumblr now.

OH PLEASE

play martyr, see if i care.

*super dramatic welcome bow* please, take the stage.

honestly damn stressed out like how do i deal with this my poor baby.

three words is all it takes

to make these hours and hours of effort and fatigue worthwhile

holy crap im so excited for this i wana cry.

SOON

SOON

SOON

SOON

the sweetest boy ever.
lol tmbg.

lol tmbg.

so i was asked about JC

and i realised you can’t really describe it haha. i legit sound like an idiot when my boy’s raving on about poly’s study system and internships and clubs and bowling alleys and lepak game rooms; i mean JC really doesn’t have much. but still, given a choice, I wouldn’t go the other way. the one thing that i miss about jc is having a common place, and always having someone to talk to. jc for me was going to the canteen knowing that there’s someone there, and if they’re not there right now, they will be soon. it is the solidarity we find in knowing that we don’t really have much; a nonsense gym, small library, old buildings, but still making the best out of what we had. it was the huge field with the open sky, the nonsense lectures that never (ever ever ever) ends, the sneaking food into classes, answering phone calls in GP, being with my TMBG.

i miss that feeling of, togetherness. everyone in one place dealing with the same shit, we weren’t strangers. and i feel that in uni we are. you kinda stick with the same old people, which isn’t a bad thing, but the place just doesnt feel as welcoming as jc was (i’d probably have a different opinion once i graduate though haha) i mean bp was awesome too don’t get me wrong, but jc was special. all the experiences, the camps, the friends, the countless nights spent sleeping in random classrooms or the school hall, it just doesn’t compare. i learnt alot about myself in those two years, grew up a lot too.

if there’s one argument for jc, its the people you meet and the friends you make and the nonsensical mandatory stuff like freaking sports day and assemblies. we were not exactly kids, but not exactly adults either. i just cant describe it in words.

jj will always be special to me, and no amount of fancy lepak rooms will ever make me think otherwise.