Growing up with the coterie [Memory]
Monday, June 23, 2008
Church camp very long ago. It was somewhere around Parents' Day. The kids had a separate service. sorta. not really a service. more like...a rehearsal. They invited a clown and he blew balloons and made balloon sculptures. they were fascinated. They choreographed a sorta sing-and-dance thing for the parents. I remember I was somewhere at the end of the row, so I went in first but that is of no significant significance. I wasn't very enthusiastic about performing. I was the only one who didn't dance. I took a photo with my B.F.F.s ;D
Guess which I am. It would be quite obvious if you zoomed in cos my name is there. lol.I was the quiet one. That's me. In an environment where only the talkative survive, I've survived, but barely. It's sorta better at church than in school, cos somehow I feel high in church but I'm emo in school. Face it, I'm a loner.
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