grad nite... wat a nite...
grad nite was great.. not superb like some high priced ball or anything like that, satisfactory, a success in my opinion, other than the shameful actions of one "classmates" at the end which really disgusts me..

the dinner was not too bad, quite good actually, the smell was good and each dish was prepared finely.. there was quite a vareity from cold dish to main course to dessert, verrryyy filling...

the games part was okkkaaaayyyyyyyy... i din think it was much appealing, it din have much humour nor did it excite me much.. but watching chong shuo wearing that tux on stage was a damn pretty funny sight... but sadly din win any lucky draw prizes damn.....

and one final school song marks the final day i would be together with this batch as a catholic high student for 10 years.. 10 long years filled with wonderful memories...


but at the end some bastard must spoil the damn mood, and he comes from my table!!! wat the hell!!! he has no bloody brains!! he's just a fat lump of insane crap that goes berserk at watever he does not see fit, and his actions are just so damn crude and uncouth... throwing a chair at another person, he doesn't have any idea wat consequences he could have faced, strring up a fight out of nowhere....

and the rejoicing mood that everyone had around the table was quickly shattereed by this selfish bastard who only thinks in his world and only takes into account of his own feelings without a care for the rest... seriously, the whole table was stunned when he threw the chair on the floor at the other guy who accidentally knocked it down on him.. and he was whining away like "he hit the chair against me lar! you know how pain or not! walao, of course must get back rite.." like a baby like that lar, and without any investigation or questioning of the matter he just tossed the chair back... then on the bus back to city hall he was acting like these things never even happened, laughing away at jokes noone even understood (not even his supposed best friend.....) no wonder there was nobody who was willing to sit next to him on the bus, everyone was shunning him like the plague...

seriously i dun like being around him, he makes my blood boil to its limits...... its like deep down i feel like slapping him to wake him up from his disillusioned state of mind that the world revolves around his feelings, but i just couldn't bare to slap anyone at this time.. and to think his own selfish actions have left a scar on the wonderful class of 4-4, to dampen our mood, and dishonoured our class' name, unforgivable...