Tonight was the big night.
Mid Autumn Festival.
I was the I/C for the reception table 2.
Was really hetic in the first 2 hrs (6pm-8pm).
So many people were late.
I guess I did my part well.
Made new friends from 1F.
Most of them were from NPCC.
Shrugs. They seem responsible and enthu and I was debating with them why didn't they joined SJAB.
We didn't come out with any conclusion.
Stayed in classroom 3J throughout the night crapping with the 1F guys and Dion with occasion guests like Sab, Nat, MQ, Lynnette.
I guess that's "fun" but I missed out the whole performance.
Took a walk at the stalls put up by the Sec2s. I showed lots of support ok? Ordered 3 acyclic nametag thingy. I picked the wrong colour. Yellow. Now I hate it so much. My name can't even be seen. Sad... I want brown!
Invited Rashidah over to 3J and we talked a little here and there.
Ended the night with lots of cleaning up and brought back some goodies bag. Kind of worn out. Wasn't in my best mood either.
I felt so lonely
There it was
1, 2 and me 3
So forgotten
So left out
So abandoned.
Maybe 'Invisible' will be the right song to describe my emo now.
