Today, I was like a picture with colour, but a layer of dust on it made it look grey, dull. Another usual boring day in school which i presume that we just go to school to stone practially. Nothing much to do actually, lessons never before went so slowly, and time was creeping by ever slowly.

Then came the GP lesson which was much 'anticipated' due to a massive class debate. The hot topic for debate was whether the acceptance of casual sex will make singpore society more mature ? As usual Tim and Izaac were the ones talking and rebutting the most. Second to both of them was Shelby which i assumed that nobody actually listen to her holy and wishful comments on topic itself, which was like not part of the debate notion. Well, it wasn't was fruitful as i hope it would, as the topic's rather dry with some speakers comming up with insufficient points to carry on the debate. ( Well i'm no better i must admit ) Follow by was another stonning period of PW which no work was done. What a waste of an hour.

CCA later was fun, we were playing half way and it rained. Joyce was like our 'mummy' and started calling us into the shelter. As fast as it comes, the rain stops soon after and we continued playing, the air was indeed much fresher than those hazy ones we usually breathe. After playing and playing and playing volleyball, we decided to play soccer for a while. For some unknown reason, it started to rain again. But this time it rain cats and dogs, even so it did not dampen our spirits as we continue to play. The feeling of playing in the rain was so unexplainable, it was that very good feeling which you have not had for ages. Just like the ending part of the show advent children.

It felt as though the grey dust had been washed off, revealing the colourful picture inside. It was splendid, wonderful, amazing.

Drenched and tired from all that trainning we went to the canteen to eat and head home. It was my first time i had this type of feeling in cjc so far. The unexplainable feeling of drench from the rain, joy from the game and tireness combined.

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away,I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is