I guess yesterday was pretty important. Today too. Lol.

Anyways, yesterday was like the first time I actually stayed up for Countdown. Whee.

So basically, let me update ya'l on the current situation, I think my mom is really pissed at me, because of a few reasons.

On 30th Dec 08, 4 days after my initial whacking of the ribs due to windmill, I decided to try again. I mean come on, the pain was gone.

Big. Mistake. I heard a distinctive "crack", followed by a jab of pain and i collapsed to the ground while trying to windmill. Not nice. So basically, that night I stayed up surfing the net with stuff to have to do with fractures and talked to nicolas and nigel for damn long concerning our plans on the 31st. Time that i slept, 1 a.m. 31st December.

When I woke up, I told her i wanted to go for X ray before meeting up with nick and nigel. Man, was she pissed that i hurt myself. So basically, X ray...yaddayaadaayaadaa. At least the east shore hospital was showing spiderman 3. It has significance later in this post.

The picture explains it all.



Anyways, it was a close shave. Apparently, I damaged and pulled a muscle instead of my ribs. May be bruised though. But no fractures. Whew.

Alright, so then I rushed to meet Nigel and Nicholas at J8. Had lunch, then we went to leonard's house to crash Aitong 6A 2005's class gathering. Lmao. What originated as a "this would be cool" cumulated with two random guys joining in.

Quite fun lah the gathering. Knew some people that were in RI there,so it wasn't all that weird. Not many though. 6A was pretty friendly.

Tried not to be too extra, and not too meek. But I had fun haha.

Damnit, I keep straying off course. So yeah, the countdown, then we all shouted Happy New Year damn loud...then tried to dance...and ended with the classic "trying to teach High School Musical's We're All In This Together" by the people who knew, namely me and another girl, Amanda or something, I dunno her name. Eh she got skillz, we spent so long then *coughs* perfected the dance, and she just watch the show or something then can do le. Pro. Eh, leonard, why you forget lol. OIP leh.

So yeah, just got high lah, then try to do cheers. But you know the problem with dancing is that everyone feels damn awkward. Its plain weird when ur toprocking to 4 minutes by Madonna and Justin Timberlake and everyone else looks like they're miles off lol.

Oh, and I sang Burnin Up for a dare. Quite fun lah, at least didn't get uber suanned after i finished. The truth segment....urrgh, I won't mention it.

Speaking of that, I think I was the person who did the most truth/dares. Wts, i suckzor. Yes, Ben Goh, i learnt wts.

So yeah, slept over at leonard's house which pissed my mom off even more. Hell, it was fun. We talked until 5.30 a.m., then slept...for about 5 hours. So yeah. The moment I woke up I called my mom, because she called me. She was pissed I wasn't home yet.

Hoho. Anyways, this is the first time i sent happy new year messages. So yeah, maybe I'm becoming less...i don't know. If you didn't receive, dun blame me, my phone is notorious for sending smses and people not receiving. Yeah, Jin Fu should know.

Happy New Year everyone. Hope 09 rocks.

Well, I havent been posting much about bboying progress, because I went and unceremoniously whacked the right side of my ribs against the floor while trying to windmill, and as such was MIA for 3 days counting today i think. Damn.

I'm too afraid to stop practising because my muscle memory is nub. But I have to take a rest this time. Sian. So, two possible endings.

1. I screw up, and have to relearn balancing issues.

2. Somehow, i turn out to be like some people, and actually improve after the break.

Here's to wishing for the latter.

I think its a good time to reflect on the year. This is a rather serious post, so yeah, if ur looking for a laugh, this may not be it.

Last year, I ended the year really cockily, i admit. I hung back, lay in my bed, and spoke those fateful words when asked about my New Year's resolution, "What else can I want? Everything's perfect."

Looking back on the old me, I laugh. I had no idea what deep shit I was going to slip into.

Last year, I ended off with quite good standing in my class, grades that made me grin, and those things were the only things that mattered to me. True, I had scoliosis and I needed to wear the shitty brace, but everything else to me was okay.

This year was a really bumpy ride. You guys are probably tired of me saying this, but it was a whirlwind of worries and emotions. My mindset evolved too many times over the year for me to actually count.

I'm just going to quote something that me and jf agreed upon like mad. "Sec 3 is the year where you change. Everything changes." was something along those lines.

Looking back on this year, I can easily say that it felt like the longest year in all of my 15 years.

A huge change this year was me being "emo". Heck, it just appeared at the beginning of the year, rendering me helpless as I never had to deal with my emotions before. The darkest part of the year was easily January to June, the first half of the year. During this period, my grades were complete crap compared to last year's, the people that I used to hang with last year felt miles away, and I couldn't help but fail to realize the importance of my existence. An inferiority complex started manifesting itself during this period, and even as I am typing this, it clings tightly to me.

This was the year I actually wanted something bad. The CCA position. Heck, to me I felt I was doing almost everything I could, but apparently I had to accept the fact that my squadmates didn't notice me actually putting in extra effort.

So, the fateful day came, and I missed the thing, while the most likely candidate and one of my closest friends in NPCC fought for the position. To be honest, at the point (totally no offence to Ye Oon), I felt like my heart was being ripped out, because not only did I miss the position, my good friend was really close to getting it. Nevertheless, I truly was sincere in wanting you to get it. I can assure you that.

Next few days were rough. All I remember was the night after that day, and all I did was sit at my table and cry. I cried because I didn't know what I was supposed to do now.

And I remembered something. My "fail-safe". Back then, me, Suf and Kieng Wee's plan was to get into EXCO. So, all I could do was hope I got into EXCO.

The day came. I missed EXCO. Distraught, I needed serious closure. I asked a few of my seniors for the truth. Whether I even had a chance of being ACCAL in the first place.

One told me the truth, which I am glad to hear. I never had a chance in the first place. ACCAL had been for Dhiv and Ye Oon since the beginning.

Secondly, was that I was originally going to be the head of a committee. But KSP pulled me down. Why? Because apparently, I was more suited for personal interaction with juniors, so I was put in charge of the Sec 2 squad, who is supposed to be a damned imba squad.

Slowly, my attitude became the one I have now. Which was to mind my own business.

So, here concludes the CCA segment.

For studies, I just kept slipping. Managed to buckle up and salvage it in the second half though. Man, that was a term to remember.

And I had to deal with something important this year. Friendship or results? When faced with a decision to stick with a friend and fufill my promise against leaving him for the sake of my results, I'm glad I chose the former.

I was also sort of "betrayed". Heck, I'm not going to talk about it, but if the person feels that he has chosen the correct path, then good for him.

I don't want to talk bout this too long, so Il end the studies segment.

Finally, the last major thing was friends.

Basically, Il just conclude it shortly. Nothing is absolute. No one owes you anything.

"Alchemists seek the truth, not what they view through rose tinted glasses." Edward Elric.

I finally understand.

Oh goody. Haven't did one of these for quite awhile. From Ye Oon who took from Davin, who took from Max, who took from Ben Goh. Lets see how long this chain can continue haha.

Letter Meanings:
A- You like to curse alot
B- You like people.
C- You're wild and crazy.
D- You have one of the best personalities ever.
E- Damn good kisser.
F- People adore you.
G- You never let people tell you what to do.
H- You have a very good personality and looks.
I- You have a fine ass
J- Everyone loves you.
K- You are really silly.
L- you live to have fun.
M-one to have fun
N- You are dead sexy.
O- You are one of the best in bed.
P- You are popular with all types of people.
Q- You are a hypocrite.
R- Fcukin Crazy
S- Easy to fall in love with.
T- You're loyal to those you love.
U- You really like to chill.
V- You are not judgemental.
W- You are very broad minded.
X- You never let people tell you what to do.
Y- One of the best damn bf/gf anyone one couldaskfor.
Z- Always ready

Full Name: Chia (Chiap) Chen Wei. Hey, the Chiap is purely there for fan service lol.

C- You're wild and crazy.
H- You have a very good personality and looks.
I- You have a fine ass
A- You like to curse alot

C- You're wild and crazy.
H- You have a very good personality and looks.
I- You have a fine ass
A- You like to curse alot
P- You are popular with all types of people.

C- You're wild and crazy.
H- You have a very good personality and looks.
E- Damn good kisser.
N- You are dead sexy.

W- You are very broad minded.
E- Damn good kisser.
I- You have a fine ass

So, I have 3 Cs, 3 Is, 2 Es, 2 As and singular stuff for the rest. According to the quiz...

I'm this really wild and crazy guy who has a real shweet ass. Sounds like what Xin Yong has been repeatedly telling me. Perturbing. I tend to swear somewhat, and I'm a sorta damn good kisser. Wouldn't know the last one (runs off to fake emo).

So yeah, anyway, today was the PSL course. Real productive. Why? Hoho, I managed to draft out the next chapter for both Exalted and DOT. I better stop, or Mr I got the book, A.K.A. Nigel will come here and own me for not listening haha. Jk dude.

Preview of Exalted, Chapter 3 because DOT and Exalted are taking ages to finish the latest chapter.

Tuore’s senses were well into overdrive, any sudden movements- be it a rustle in the bushes, the crackling of dry leaves-, were immediately picked up. Without warning, Tuore’s sixth sense of danger prickled violently.

“Break away!” Tuore shoved Syelle away from him while simultaneously utilising the Dash skill to explode in the opposite direction.

A split-second later, the area they were previously occupied was smashed to smithereens by a sudden barrage of projectiles. The projectiles were bananas, to be exact.

Comical as it may sound, the bananas that Zombie Lupins and ordinary Lupins used were completely different from normal bananas. The saliva of the Lupins hardened the normally soft flesh of the fruit, imbuing it with the hardened quality of stone. When Zombie Lupins arised, their saliva was even deadlier, thus making the bananas even more dangerous.

“Stay close and cover my six!” Tuore bellowed, dashing towards the origin of the attack.

“What?”

“Just follow me and cover my back damnit!”

Tuore grimaced. He was not skilled enough to fight efficiently while protecting the girl. He would just have to cross his fingers that Syelle could fend for herself.
“Invisible Shot!” Tuore leapt onto a branch, simultaneously squeezing the trigger multiple times, as Razor unloaded 3 bullets which rammed deep into the chest of a pair of Zombie Lupins, transforming it into ashes.

His bullet time bristled slightly, and Tuore took a flying leap off the branch that he previously stood. It exploded into shreds as bananas tore it apart mere moments later.

Riding his momentum, Tuore soared through the air, while consciously suppressing the animal instinct that radiated fear within him. Angling his body, he caught sight of a Zombie Lupin far away- high up in the canopy layer of trees-, raising its arm and getting ready to fling a banana at him.

“Double Shot!” It was without hesitation that Tuore unleashed two bullets imbued with arcane energy towards the Lupin. By injecting his arcane energy into the bullets – as he had previously done with Invisible Shot-, Tuore granted his bullets the additional power that was needed to tear through enemies with relative ease. Fusing technology with ancient arts of magic proved to have a more than satisfactory outcome- with elemental bullets for an example-, and various other perks.

The first bullet hit the Zombie Lupin’s left wrist- the one that was holding onto the banana- with such force that the bones shattered. The second mercilessly blew its chin into gruesome bits of flesh and blood.

With slight room to breathe, Tuore dared to shoot a glance at Syelle.

“Holy…Arrow!” Her Fairy Wand sprouted strands of glowing white light that formed the general shape of a bow. A holy arrow materialized, nocked to the bow, strongly emanating power. Syelle’s nimble fingers momentarily held the pent-up tension, before releasing it. The transient projectile ejected from the bow, spearing through the head of a Zombie Lupin.

Instead of stopping there, the holy arrow, assisted with the extra power Syelle had invested into it, actually riding its own momentum, passed through the hardened undead skull. It buried itself into the heart of a separate Zombie Lupin that was inches away from the arrow’s first victim. Both creatures sprawled to the floor, death claiming them before they could make a single sound.

Satisfied with her performance, Tuore directed his attention to self-preservation.
A Zombie Lupin tried to spring a surprise on Tuore, emerging from behind him and vehemently flinging a banana at him.

Tuore saw the projectile, and tried to dodge it by using a quick dash to the side. However, he felt the sharp pain of contact as he felt the banana smash his right wrist- the one wielding Razor.

Razor was sent spiraling downwards, and Tuore allowed himself to fall off the branch in pursuit of it. His arms spread wide like an eagle, he plummeted towards the ground.

As he predicted, the Zombie Lupin chased him aggressively, mimicking his actions- diving down-, in order to finish Tuore off.

Without a trace of panic or fear, he calmly stretched out his left arm, grasping for Razor. Remaining serene in the face of a tumultuous situation was something that required immense self-discipline.

The Zombie Lupin was nearing. With his Bullet Time in overdrive, Tuore felt the creature’s presence draw ever closer.

And then he saw the dreaded undead show up in his sights; it was sadistically grinning at him. At the same moment, Tuore’s fingers hooked onto the trigger of Razor.

With a swift, precise motion, Tuore drew Razor up slightly, while still preserving its ninety degrees angle towards the ground. Simultaneously, Tuore locked his teeth in a painful grimace as his right arm shot out, grabbing the Zombie Lupin by the throat and shoving it right into the path of Razor.

“Recoil Shot.” Tuore ordered without emotion, as the undead’s delighted expression warped to one of shock.

A bullet packed with his innermost arcane energy erupted from the gun barrel of Razor, and shattered the Zombie Lupin’s skull by going through the dead centre of its forehead.

Meanwhile, Tuore steadied himself. He knew what was going to come next.

Yeah well, im gonna suddenly like link lotsa people at one go. Only those that i feel obliged to, the rest, that i know have blogs, but I'm just too lazy. Anyways, this blog post is....

My Top 10 most played songs in 2008! In no order of course. The songs listed here may not even originate in 08, just...my most played this year. Letz go!

1. Apologise- One Republic

Oh come on guys, you should've known this would pop up. Intro-ed by JF to me in early Feb, and still listening to it now, this song is a beast! I like the original version by One Republic better, but the Timberland one is OK too.

2. You're Gonna Go Far Kid- The Offspring

Ooorah. Gotta love this metal music. I mean come on, I looped it like mad until the thing jumped to the top of my top 25 songs in my Ipod nano. Whew.


3. Hero Of War- Rise Against

Oh come on. Anyone who vaguely knows me should know that I love this song to BITS. When I first sat down and listened to this song, I teared. Its just really touching.


4. No Air- Jordin Sparks Feat. Chris Brown

Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with No Air. Hoho, did you see that major pun there? Because its a line of the song and...I kinda...used it as my sentence to describe how much I like it...ah forget it.

5. Shake It- Metro Station

Catchy stuff! First heard on Nic's blog, then it jumped to the top 25 most played at about the same time as You're Gonna Go Far Kid. Still listening to it now =).

6. Face Down- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Well, I got to know this song when Jon Ed and Chester both sputtered and went "WTF YOU DUNNO THIS SONG!?". Song was sent to my phone, listened to it and...the rest is history. Heed my lecture...

7. Won't Go Home Without You- Maroon Five

Real sweet song. Nigel was all Maroon Five-y during OIP, so I decided to give it a whirl. Glad I did, this song is great for easy listening.

8. Perfect- Simple Plan

Simple Plan has always been hanging around the depths of my mind, only I couldn't be bothered to check it out until JF finally buzzed me on MSN and got me to go listen. Not really an abstract song, straight and nice.

9. Welcome To The Black Parade- My Chemical Romance

Man. This was like my lifeline throughout the really painful first 6 months when I had to adapt to a new class, new friends, plunging results, CCA problems. Seriously, it helped me through really emo times.

10. The Great Escape- Boys Like Girls

Well, I only started listening to this this year. Whee.

YEAAAAAAH i managed to do a shitty version of one legged swipes. Hoho. And for those wondering wtf im actually tryin to do for windmill....here's a bad example. Thanks Isaac, for helping to film. And yes, Ahmad is being damn encouraging in the background.


The one legged swipes. Form is terrible, since I actually learned it like 15 mins before taking the video haha, and I was real tired.



Hoho, see what i did there? Its called wind-fail. Or windmill fail, it rhymes!

So anyways, weird bboying stuff aside, I took part in Registration for Sec 1s next year. Yeah, being a floating usher sucks, no official duties and such, so basically I chose to float near the canteen so i could direct parents to the hall. Turns out it was actually quite useful as me, Isaac and Sheng Wei directed quite a number of em. Guess I cant really feel involved when my role is so crap. Speaking of roles, I decided to go help out for the NPCC fancy dril presentation during Raffles Trail. Had actually a feeling not to go for the thing, as I told myself earlier to let go of actually being so enthu about NP.

Hell, when you're slammed out of EXCO meetings, and you realize that you aren't exactly very important in the squad, it doesnt feel good- it reinforces the fact that your official position isn't very good. Its kind of like a reality check haha. No, I'm not going to be some super ponner next year, I care about the Sec 2 Squad of 09. I just...may not care so much about areas that don't concern me.

So, went for registration briefing and PSGM meeting today. Meh.

I'm not going to talk about that. The only thing interesting i did there was have Isaac video my pathetic attempts at windmill so I can review and reflect. Hey, I'm like despo for actual practice, since six stepping and other stuff with shoes feel really different compared to without shoes.

Whenever I walk around, my mind wanders off to learning windmill. Like when I'm standing at MRT station waiting for the train, I suddenly think to myself, hey, this place has quite a lot of space...and the floor is quite smooth...quite good to try learning windmill here.

Argh, average time needed to learn mills by people is like 3 months at least. Damn. At this rate, seriously cmi.

And whenever I think of routines, Shake It pops into my mind. Hey, its a good song to boogie to haha.

And apparently, like 4 movies opened today, the 18th. Interesting.

Damn it, have to go to school tomorrow for registration helping. And im a floating usher. Nuff said.

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Schizotypal Personality Disorder:	Low
Antisocial Personality Disorder:	Low
Borderline Personality Disorder:	Low
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Narcissistic Personality Disorder:	Low
Avoidant Personality Disorder:	Low
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I don't see what the big deal is. If I want to spend my time at home learning windmill and practising bboying moves instead of going out and "having a life", then hell, I'm going to stay home and practice. Its all about not caring what others think.

So errm, a late update. I went for OIP group outing on Friday. Before that, I went bball then rush home then rush there.

When i got to where they were(Marine Bay Bowling or something), I didn't bowl. Hoho, I didnt.

Instead me and Ye oon hung out, trying to do flare and windmill. In front of everyone in and out of the bowling alley.

If that wasn't bad enough, we had to attempt

1. Turtles
2. Locking
3. Airchair- Oh god this was a huge failure
4. A short segment of "WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER"

Fantastic I tell you. And all that was captured under CCTV.

We just finished the whole shitty routine, then were like "Eh lucky dun have CCTV lol."

Then we turned around and saw a CCTV there. Awesome.

Must be some happy day for the security guard.

And back to windmill training for me.

Damn, I'm aggresively performing bad form. I keep having this huge flaw of slamming my hip into the floor instead of being able to "clear" the ground. I'm also supposed to "collapse" my arm while I swing, which IMO required some gayass balance.

Bottomline is, my ass hurts, my hip hurts, my arms hurt, my shoulder hurts, and my ego hurts.

And I'm lovin it.

Letting go is...painful. I've let go a few times, but the OIP memories are something that I want to cherish forever. I'll just shut up here. The pictures are mainly taken of our RI group and our student buddies at NTT. Yeah, I was in a hurry, so lots of pictures are screwed up. Oh, and im not very photogenic.

Now that we've gotten the boring stuff outta the way, lets go.













Me and Sun. Really close to her during the time we were there. She's a huge Justin Timberlake fan haha.



Me and Van. She's this really nice girl who actually bothered teaching me the Vietnamese song. Argh, right now I can only remember the first line. Did I mention I'm a slow learner?









The only photo I do not endorse. Fug, I look retarded, gay, and retarded.





Hey, I have no shame, remember?



And proud of it.



Cheap shoes ftw.



Yeah, Trang said that she likes to make puffy faces. Whee.



Huan's pretty cool. Real friendly guy.



Minh, the guy that was with us since day 1, meaning when we reached Hanoi's Airport. Fantastic guy, didn't really interact with him though, and thats something I regret.



Me and Hippie. Man, her voice is awesome. Pwnzor.



Another Trang. Man, its true, there are a lotta Trangs.



Me and Tung. Yeah, he can guitar!



Me and Thuong. She's a little shy, but real friendly.



Don't know much about him. Sobs.

Sian, will conclude in my next few posts. gots more pics.

P.S. I really regret not being able to take a proper photo with Linh. She was the first NTT student I talked to, pretty close to her too, but the pictures that I took was fked up. Damnit.

So, its a new day. Anyways, my hair was like cut yesterday, and cut only a little. But heck, it looks better now, and I was planning to cut my hair once more before school starts so, I guess its OK.

And I still remember that I have to learn how to windmill before school re-opens. I admit, I have been going off track- so far I've kinda been learning top rock add ons, swipes, making my six step look not so gay and researching handstand theories.

In the process of learning windmill, I've learnt how to turtle freeze and hanglide freeze. Not very well though.

And my physical limitations are coming into play pretty quickly- my arm is too skinny to even try practising air baby, and too weak to try practising air chair. Need more arm strength for windmill too. Much more.

And so this means...exercise. Damn. I've been slacking way too much, so now need to do more pushups.

I'm just too lazy to do anything these days.

Haircut. Details soon.

I still can't get over Hanoi. In about 7 days, I've had about 4-5 OIP related dreams. Then, I wake up to find that it's all over, and that I have to, in the words of good ol' AC, "deal with it".

I think I finally realised why I didn't cry when I was at the airport. It's because of the trials and expriences that I've gone through this year, which has resulted in one thing- accepting things for what they really are. Sure, this year saw my grades drop, CCA position disintegrate, face problems with friends and such, but somehow I got through it. I'm not boasting, I'm sharing.

And so, I think I've become better friends with letting go. And so, on that fateful day, 24th November, I let go.

But enough about the end. It's time to talk about the beginning. Turn back the pendulum.

......................................................

"Now, remember to take your Vitamin Cs" My mom said, Ms Goh said.

"Eh dude, take your Vitamin Cs ah." Ben Goh, my buddy muttered lazily.

"Dude, you haven't taken the Vitamin Cs yet." Me speaking to myself on the 5th day of OIP. I glanced lazily at the Vitamin Cs. I just couldn't be bothered.

So anyway, OIP started with a magnificient packing splendour. I shall not talk about packing, because it is stupid and boring. Look, I'm being immature!

Anyways, when we got to the airport in Hanoi, I sat next to Daniel, and happily stuck my face out of the window on the trip to NTT. I pulled out my face after 5 minutes.

Lesson 1: Air quality in Vietnam isn't THAT bad, but its not as good as Singapore's. So, I learnt that the hard way- through coughing.

Went to the motel thingy, because it was bleeding late, deposited our stuff, my Roomies were Ye Oon, Firdaus, Ben Goh. Hey, not bad at all.

The air temperature there is awesome. Like Japan's when I went there. Seriously, shiok.

First official day there (because on 10th Nov we reached there at night), met our student buddies, a small group of about 20 plus people around our age who were in charge of basically, interacting with us the most. I was busy being my shy, anti-social self to actually take the initiative to talk to them. Stupid me.

And the whole day there i was feeling damn tired, because me, Ben Goh, Ye Oon and Firdaus decided to have "guy's talk" until 3 plus in the morning. Fantastic guys, we grabbed about 1 plus hour of sleep. But I'm guilty of egging you guys on...haha.

Third day, I burst out from being a shy asshole, and instead become more outgoing.

By the 7th Day, I had no shame. I was my usual self, except that both ends of my emotional spectrum were being pushed to the limit, I could be incredibly emo and incredibly high.

Did i mention that during their school carnival on Sunday, I knelt down in the middle of the road in front of the whole school in an angst filled pose? Nah, I probably didn't. No, there wasn't a girl involved. For the better or the worse?

So, having no shame meant that I actively talked to anyone I saw, with the exception of people from class observation. Seriously, I felt damn bad talking to them during class ob because it meant that I was distracting them from their lesson. Even if them was a group of cute girls, I held back. Hoho. Yes, I shall go rot in a corner for placing studies in front of soial life.

A major highlight was the High School Musical performance. I suddenly lost my ability to do Helicopter, one of the skills in my freestyle, so I seriously panicked in the 5th and 6th day (7th day was our performance). Meh, but I managed to replace it with a fugly handstand. Good god, I thank Lady Luck that I didn't fall on my ass when freestyling in front of the school.

To sum it up, it was fun. We visited tourist attractions, planned activities together, but what stuck me most was the bonding. A month spent working together intensively can really build relationships.

Still deliberating over the pictures haha. Will decide soon.

Back from Thailand. Just a few pics to tide thru until my next update.







I seem to have some deep-rooted fear of posting any pictures of or taken with female NTT buddies. Gawd.