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My name is Shuwen
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I love photography, beauty, fortune, and worldly possessions.
I adore fawns, bunnies, starbucks, and eiffel tower.
Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
Sophistication is part and parcel of life.
Life is like a book of unravelling mysteries.
My life is God's novel, God is the author of my soul.
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Thursday, 16 June 2011 @ 07:59
Right! I don't usually do this. But this blog is feeling a bit dull, so I shan't care and just anyhow grab a picture from FB. Basically, the above caption speaks of my recent happening; Rexaz ACB'11. Initially I wasn't really looking forward to it thou since I never had good impressions about camps, but I somehow find myself enjoying my time there. How I wish there'll be another of such camp. But too bad! At most the next camp would be a "training" camp. I am so not looking forward to that one...
Finally after some time, training is back as per normal. Training as in I literally meant "training." Like you know, doing the usual routine such as 3 hours of PT! I think many of them including me were struggling to survive through yesterday's PT as our stamina had somehow deteriorated. Apart from that, the juniors also get to learn a new stunt; elevator. Lucky I tried a few times before when I once went for seniors training, so I roughly gotten the hand of it. Yesterday's training seem to pass so slow, and I had so much blisters on my leg that I became a penguin overnight.
I am interested in someone, but I don't exactly have feelings for him. It's like I don't really go crazy over him to the extend that my mind is occupied with his image 24/7. However, I often fantasize about him and I having an endless chatter. Speaking of chatter, yes we don't talk. I haven't had a dialog, or rather, I haven't had a decent monologue with him before. Perhaps that was my way of preventing any suspicion and hopefully able to get over him as soon as possible. It's one thing for a guy you had feelings for to not notice you, but it's another issue altogether when the person you fall for have negative impressions about you. I don't know am I really thinking too much, but I can't help feeling that he doesn't want to speak to me. There's always this awkwardness where we always avoid and ignore one another, and unlike in the past, he had somehow stop correcting me in the stunts I do. Yet despite of that, I am amazed at myself that I weren't really that affected by it. It's like as if I didn't really cared, where it's not as if I need his attention to give me good grades or something...
But last night... For the first time... I dreamt of him... He went up the stage... He held on the microphone... He sang with that... Voice... That melodious voice... It blows me away... Back then I was so reluctant to wake up...
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