Camp is finally over, and I must start nursing my knee injury which has apparently worsened after the long walk last night. This cohort is nice, except for the few who hurled a string of Hokkien vulgarities at me and in Mrs Chua's face. I'm glad I actually laughed it off rather than blew my top like I did last year. It's true, some people are just not worth it. As always, I'm always glad to know more people during the camp. This year, the 2008 batch alumni are really cute and very, very nice people. It was great to know these people and not to forget the people who are around to help me. I'm also thankful for Angie Zhi Nelson for coming down just to help me. I know it was for me! So anyway, I'm glad some of my fellow alumni actually did some self-reflection after the camp and realised a lot more. For me, I just want to make this my last time. Mr. Chiang says he hopes I stick to my promise.
This CNY, I realised many things. I realised I have always envied families who go out as a whole for CNY visiting, or those who invite many relatives and friends over. I realised I am very afraid of the coming of CNY because CNY simply means watching movies and slacking at home for me. I love to watch movies, there is no doubt about that. Perhaps I just don't appreciate the latter because there is so much to face head-on. I hate the silence or otherwise awful hurlings at the dining table. I hate how I need to pretend to be hospitable to people I dislike. This year, I hid in my room when people I did not feel comfortable with came, then I was accused of being stubborn and impolite. Sometimes I really wonder if being myself is of imperative or being polite is. Whichever the case, I want to confess that I really feel tired and unhappy this CNY. The worst is that I feel that no one can understand because everyone I tried to rant this to tells me I should go home because it is CNY after...
Ouch.. :( Is your knee all right already? Heal knee heal..
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