After the KL trip I felt that my life was indeed packed. Very packed.

packed to the extent I feel that my life is v fulfill and that it keeps on going and venturing out without being stagnant.
I may feel confused over why i push myself so hard. not giving even myself a short break.
a short escape from the real world gave me a breather, at the same time gave me time and energy to reflect how lucky i am.

then the good things don't just stop there. I received my mail from nus, granting my leave till 8th sept. they didn't even question me and i didn't even have to go down personally even though i had the intention to. I felt that everything seemed to be going smooth even though it wasn't the direction i orignally wanted.

then i played with the kids and made believe with them. i made believe that i was a customer, and played masak masak with them. i made believe i was a motorcycle and i drove them to malaysia to a place called Mango. i made believe i was monster but i ended up dying in a stampede.
i see the world thru the kids' eyes. they are extrememly emotionally dependent and do not hide feelings. they have expressed disappointment , anger, happiness, shyness, and seeks attention without any disguise.
how i wish i could express my feelings as freely as they can.

They cling onto me. some bugged me for power ranger toys. one bugged me for my phone number.
their life is very simple. they can choose not to bear any consequences because it is the adults who will.

the more i think about it, the more i lose interest in my studies, my upcoming trip and the preparation for the camp.

i'm supposed to email all the workcamp participants today. but i'm just not in the mood. i feel lazy thinking of what i got to do for the next week.

i just wanna go KTV and sing F4's yan huo de ji jie.