I became much more grateful for ending up in Pre U sem.

Thank God i didn't get caught in the mass cohort food poisoning. (In trade for Pre U sem, i missed a "leadership" camp, which is meant for all J1s in IJ.) I remembered regretting going PRS on the first day and they woke us up at 630, when the real opening ceremony is at 9. What did we do?
We had a 45 min breakfast, (FYI it was just a cup of soya bean and a piece of bread) took a bus to auditorium (745am?) and wait all the way till 9, I mean 1hr15mins of stoning? The most unproductive day. This is just the beginning there is more, which i dont wish to go into.
Slackest camp ever. After dinner we are given 2 hours to do our stuff, each day. Which = to Socialising, after supper more socialising all the way till around on average 1?
Thus i am extremely socially drained. I just want to be alone. For now.

My hypothalamus is telling me to stop going out, and take care of yourself, something which i cant do currently. I have piano lesson in 40 mins, a youth conference to attend later on from 2 - 9. Dave reardon is one of the speakers.
I got a feeling sunday is not enough for recharging my emotions.

Hence, i presume i would be writing this on a paper and showing to all who wish to converse with me...

I am currently rather beat, in the social, emotional, mental aspect, and a little on the physical side. My brain is telling me to go home, it says it does not wish to talk to anyone. Thus i am sorry if you really want to talk to me and i arent being a very good friend by not reciprocating. However, please talk to me if there is a fire going on, because i fear i might be too caught up in my own world. Thank you for your understanding.
Its just one of the moments you want silence, you want time to do your own things, to feel like yourself. Yeah i am feeling that way now.


Yeah i might just scribble that on paper.

Anyway my right palm is hurting from the sandcastle challenge, because i am the only guy who knows how to use the shovel effectively. I remembered how one year ago, my hand hurt as well. Orang Asli Mission Trip =)