the scourge of my life has been vanquished.
the thorn from my side has been extracted.
the torment of my soul has been eradicated.

goodbye, it was nice knowing you (not!)

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today was POP, and something damn embarassing happened, but i'm not immortalizing it here on this digital cobweb when people'd probably forget it 5 years down the road.

we got this cheapo blue towel that looks like what the public gyms sell, except that this one's emblazoned with the words "rinpcc2003". sweet.

had my last banmian as an npcc member. remember the GOH times when every week without fail we'd go there and chat and talk over a bowl of opiumcrap and lemonpuke after sandhu's rubbish. ah well, those were the days. the days of rrr-rrr-rah~!

check.

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i felt totally out of place at edwin's condo. guess i can only blame myself for being a shitty crap. hey i'm not the only one like that there, but i don't have the charisma like certain ncos who haven't even worn their uniform ONCE this year.

it REALLY isn't nice when most of the world ignores you. but too bad lor. shit happens, and life isn't fair.

nothing much really to say, just that i really loved the company of some of the sec4s there, and enjoyed it thoroughly.. bernz, hy, ronnie, mankuan, benjamin and wooch. i'm so sorry, but i'm not part of the china gang, and i don't know how to play some password game. this isn't to say i don't like the others. it's just that these few have made it better for me in a way.

mslow and mryeo weren't there. as bernz put it aptly, it was warmer when they were around. now, the only vestige of warmth remaining is teo. p.hua was the big bad wolf in the original big4. so well, guess everything now is terrible. i just don't know anybody anymore. but it's over. so no point crying over milk that i spilt and stained all over my clothes with everyone laughing behind my back.

and i BET those jokers were doing SOMETHING in the sauna.
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that's me. maybe beng's right. i can never fit in anywhere. he may have just hit the nail on the head.

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now, i only have editors to worry about. then it'd be the last goodbye to this world i've been struggling to survive in the past 4 years. hopefully the next will be more welcoming.

outside, the rain is pouring heavily, but the wind is cooling. i live on, i move on. and i am alone. i don't mind the solitude, as much as you say i do.

take me away from here.
quixoticka eulogized @ 11:48:00 pm