Tomorrow is the last paper for my Poly exams... I havent start studyuing yet but I will do it at 10pm. Thus, I need to rush up with this post in order for Diana to read bedtime stories... Haha... Kidding... Anyway, talk about the Balloon Hat Festival, it was tiring... but fun. Let's start from the Band leaving the school...

The Band left the school at around 2pm. by that time, a lot of things happened. Balloons bursting... People in the wrong attire... No one helping to lock the school gate... Haix... I was the one who locked the gates and I missed the bus... not really.. I boarded the first bus and I sacrificed myself to close the gates. In the end, the first bus left... Luckily, I saw the second bus and I shouted at them to wait for me... or else, I need to run after the bus to Sentosa... Haha... Locked the gates, back into the bus. The bus is full of Sec 1s and Ariff, Sulas and Farhan were in the bus... Anyway, the journey to Sentosa was long, boring and tiring. I didnt have a nice sleep on that day, thanks to my nephews... I started to listen to my music, from a sitting poistion, to a lyng down position... I soon knocked out as I lay on the seat... That's it... When I woke up, we were reaching Sentosa soon... Wow... That's fast...

We alighted 6the bus, follow the people in front as we walked to an end of the Palawan beach... an dI mean it... From ONE end to the OTHER!!! Under the Scorching sun and I'm wearing a black shirt, the heat was killing me. Normally people say that Sentosa has the best weather... Not on that day for me... it kills me very easily, like I'm a chicken to be fried very soon... We reached the shelter and everyone started to rest... Hot, sweaty... Tired... That's what I can say about the Band members as I see them. In the end, the whole thing started at 5 plus... We need to burst the balloons that we had made in order to make sure that all the schools start at the same time. There goes our balloons... burst into pieces... After that, the real fun begins... As the siren sounded and the tune is heard, each school Band played their piece and everyone started to dance around. The seniors also danced with the main Band... Everyone enjoyed that part... After that, the bad part begins...

We started to make the balloons... I helped to pump the ballloons and I began to sweat like hell. I really cant figure out how i could pump till I sweat so much. probably its due to the heat from the Sun... In the end, balloons were bursting everywhere.... People tying the balloons, people pumping the balloons... People making the balloons... Wow... what a event it was. I didnt know Balloon Hat Festival is so tough after all. Furthermore, my arms are aching, since I tried to fan the whole Band with a flyer... From one end to the other, again... My arms are aching now while I type... see how stress am I... haha...

Our Band marched onto the road in Sentosa with the other Bands... Fun... However, I was monkeying around as I ran around the beach just to find VJ and Vincent... I finally found them as they were taking pictures and videoing the whole Band... thanks VJ for the help... We really need your camera since ours have its battery go flat... We marched to the beach and everyone was screaming and shouting. While for me, I wasnt doing that at all. I really felt abit annoying since the person next to em, who was from another school, keep swinging her balloon... I mean, she was waering a balloon hat, which was horizontally made... When she turned her head to the left, the balloon followed, and it hit me... Then she turned her head to her right, it hit me AGAIN!!! and AGAIN... and AGAIN... and AGAIN and........ You know what I mean... People came to enjjoy the show while I came and get whack for sure... In the end, the teachers were laughing at me, as well as my juniors... Haha... I dont mind being laughed at but seriously, it was annoying... The worst part had yet to come... The officials told us to burst our balloons... What the!!! We made the balloons like hell and you ask is to burst it again??!!! I GAVE UP!!!

After the 'fun' of bursting balloons, we had to carry the stuff back into the bus. Again, from ONE end to the OTHER, I carried the box of bottles back... The seniors tried to help too... as well as some students... It was like walking to the end of the horizon of planet Earth... What the.. What a painful death it was for me.... Tired... hungry... Whatever... As we got into the bus, it was finally, RELAX... I just stand for the whole journey back since there's no more seats... Everyone got one bu not me... Forget it... We reached back school and everyone was like packing up... I need to be the 'Sales Promoter' to get everyone to get the food packets... Those were packets of chicken rice and I seemed to sell the food to them... "Buy one packet get one packet for free... Buy one packet for free and you get another for free..." Haha... Business marketing... That's what I have learnt... Haha...

After that, I had a hearty meal at the nearby Kopitiam and went back home... Then things happened again... Someone smsed me to say things that I really have no idea of responding... I only, seriously, treat her as a friend... nothing else... I really hope she would be fine now... I'm reallyu sorry to reject you but its not a good idea when you want things on your way. Love is a matter of two people like each other. However, I treat you, like you, as a friend... Well, maybe you think too much... Dont be sad, I will be your boulder if you need any help... That's a friend in need, a friend indeed.

Since I'm so stress, just then, Violent gal called my phone, saying that she was alone and she need someone to talk to her... Well, I dont mind since I'm also bored and stressed... We chatted... from after I reached home, we paused and continued after my shower... All the way till 3.30am... Cool huh???!! I mean, I realised that she is not that bad at all. She just do not know how to express her feelings... Seriously... You need any help, call me... I try to help you... be your adviser, be your boulder... for you to cry, talk to, scold or whack.. (since you like to whack me... Haha...) Alright... Stopping her... Study time... Good luck to me for POA... By the way... POA... you really suck... I still dont know why my Mum likes you alot... bad timing I guess... Whatever...