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Sunday, December 21, 2008


And as expected, the week went past in a flash.

A flash of fun, laughter, choir, choir and more of the choir peeps. It was AWESOME I tell you. The hilarious trip to JB, that ended with a U turn, the inauguration of 'The Fraternity', which was followed by the follow up meeting. The concert, the madness at Timbre, the drinks, the food, the company, the taxi ride back. Bek's awesome wedding in adidas sneakers, and the 'no-government' prac session on Saturday night. Ah, it was really really fun. I hate to see it all become the past and immortalized as a memory. The good times are really the cushions of life. Everytime you go through a bad patch, somehow you'll look back at the good times, whenever they may be, or whatever they may be about and just smile.

Back to camp, back for course. Let's hope it goes all smooth.

C'mon Christmas, come quickly, and stay longer. I don't care how you're gonna do that, but just do it. Set!


Mumbled @ {10:06 PM}
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