I was born to tell you I love you
and I am torn to do what I have to,
to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
And I'm tired of being all alone,
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
to make you mine
Stay with me tonight
And I'm tired of being all alone,
and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home
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Last night was probably what will be the most fun I will ever have until the end of Year 12. Namely because activities like that are simply not viable when it comes to maintaining any form of a study pattern. Pfft, who cares. It's the school holidays. It was great. No, I don't care about what people say Year 12 school holidays should be like.
The night started off with a hotpot (steamboat) all-you-can-eat at Glen Waverley, and damn was it good. It started off as a dinner for our spec class, but ended up so many of them couldn't make it (only Chris, Emily and I made it), we could then turn it into a gathering for closer friends. The food was superb, and with company to match. Definitely worth my while.
After dinner, the girls went home, but David, Chris and I then proceeded to meet David's cousin (Ben (AnyQ)), before heading out for Chris' place for a LAN party.
Eight of us in total, some of them came from home. We played a mix of games, including dota, cs, starcraft, quake, -random fun games-, etc. It was just really fun, there was food, drinks (courtesy of Chris and his parents =D), bunch of guys battling it out over the network. Quite acalm relaxed atmosphere. I really have to thank Chris for opening up his place for this, it was a genuine and generous gesture, and I just want to say on behalf of everyone how much we all appreciated it. It really couldn't have happened without you =P. Thanks Chris!
The party lasted for about 12 hours, from about 10-10am, living on adrenaline, foosh (caffeinated mints), and zeal. You can imagine the resulting collapse awaiting everyone the moment we left to take whatever transport we did to get home. After just one minute of sitting down doing nothing, the whole lot of collected fatigue just gets dumped forcefully on you. Not too pleasant, almost like a sort of hangover.
I'm still suffering from the aftereffects of it 12 hours later, even after falling asleep trying to read the most boring book for english (The Kite Runner), and inevitably getting a few hours of unplanned sleep in. No, I didn't get much done.
I should try to sleep a little earlier, hopefully tomorrow will yield a more fruitful harvest in terms of work accomplished.
Good night.
Last night was probably what will be the most fun I will ever have until the end of Year 12. Namely because activities like that are simply not viable when it comes to maintaining any form of a study pattern. Pfft, who cares. It's the school holidays. It was great. No, I don't care about what people say Year 12 school holidays should be like.
The night started off with a hotpot (steamboat) all-you-can-eat at Glen Waverley, and damn was it good. It started off as a dinner for our spec class, but ended up so many of them couldn't make it (only Chris, Emily and I made it), we could then turn it into a gathering for closer friends. The food was superb, and with company to match. Definitely worth my while.
After dinner, the girls went home, but David, Chris and I then proceeded to meet David's cousin (Ben (AnyQ)), before heading out for Chris' place for a LAN party.
Eight of us in total, some of them came from home. We played a mix of games, including dota, cs, starcraft, quake, -random fun games-, etc. It was just really fun, there was food, drinks (courtesy of Chris and his parents =D), bunch of guys battling it out over the network. Quite a
The party lasted for about 12 hours, from about 10-10am, living on adrenaline, foosh (caffeinated mints), and zeal. You can imagine the resulting collapse awaiting everyone the moment we left to take whatever transport we did to get home. After just one minute of sitting down doing nothing, the whole lot of collected fatigue just gets dumped forcefully on you. Not too pleasant, almost like a sort of hangover.
I'm still suffering from the aftereffects of it 12 hours later, even after falling asleep trying to read the most boring book for english (The Kite Runner), and inevitably getting a few hours of unplanned sleep in. No, I didn't get much done.
I should try to sleep a little earlier, hopefully tomorrow will yield a more fruitful harvest in terms of work accomplished.
Good night.
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