Experienced two vastly different turns of fate in 2 days. Yesterday, or rather, friday was USP DnD. was an very nice experience... lecturers turned up... all in a jolly mood... lots of people, friendly people, people i know. Freshies met up again... Jeremy accompanied me to Dnd, eventhough none of his og went. took lots of bangles....can make the very nice tingling sounds of thin metal colliding with each other...jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock!....jingle bell too for leoel who really dared to wear a santa claus suit for the theme of hollywood/bollywood. i was too shy to let my spag strap hawaiian top stand alone...so i borrowed a shawl from wanling and drapped it around me all the time. and jeremy was the fashion design of how the shawl shall be draped around me so that i can eat, move, not let the shawl get in the way or get dirty and making it stay for the longest time... not to mention the asthetics of it.

got to watch a full dressed rehearsal of the rag dance too! i think it was great...and then Jeremy accompanied me to Thawu bar(R&B and hip hop music) too... although he insisted that he doesn't drink and club... he still did so... at a minimal level... just so that i enjoy myself....so for the third time since we met each other.... we danced and grooved on the dance floor... to mark the one year aniversary since we met each other at the tv room watching holland V.... how time flies. had an enjoyable time. but the beautiful fascade broke when pharmacy agm started....

a member of my sports and social sub-com is running for president and he indirectly implied many times in his speech and answers to questions from the floor that i have been very incapable as the sports and social director in bring the pharmacy undergraduate community together as i have not "encouraged active participation by feedback". and he wants to organise a sports carnival for the different sub-coms to increase interaction between the sub-coms.... but in the first place, all the members of the sub-coms are almost the same group of people and all of them are from the same class!!!!!more and more stuff accumulated until i tot i could get a heart attack...all the work i put in for pharmacy.... wasted....wasted even more because even my own sub-com members don't appreciate it....i was heartbroken.

what was more shattering was that i found out that i was unofficially sacked from focc later during union ball. although i admit that i didn't do much...but there's still some...now the mask has been lowered... i finally see the true colours of the union ball pd. to think that i was ready to change my opinion of him and regard him as a friend...to think that he's so friendly to me... all this while. the whole menu of UB was seafood and more seafood. the only dish which contained no seafood come rite when i found out about my state of employment by the focc. devastated. but still, jeremy offered an escape..i didn't take it. how can nussu mean so much to me when i mean so little to it. i continued to attend the dinner till the very end...suffering can be a source of pride sometimes...maybe James Phelan has a point sometimes.

i need to sleep, my eyes hurt.