Finale

Last night was Prom night. What an end to two years of JC life. As anticipated it wasn't very well executed. Contestants were shy, people refused to go on stage. One of the coldest responses were given during the Prom King/Queen Q&A session. No finesse at all. Prom, I guess, did a fairly poor job as the "final gathering" of our batch of JC2 students, before we depart on our own paths, rarely to meet as one again. Oh but whatever. It just didn't have the heart-wrenching feeling I felt when I left my Primary and Secondary Schools behind, even though JC life was indeed most memorable.

After Prom, while the girls retreated away into their 5-Star Ritz Calton hotel room, some of us guys went for an overnight lan session. Of course, as expected, the spectator felt out of place and got bored. It was quite a fruitless experience though. No matter how we handicap ourselves the leavers just quit over and over. No game was "complete" from beginning to end. And staring at a computer screen on the second day wearing contacts while going without sleep for 24 hours is NOT comfortable at all.

Speaking of contact lenses, argh! I don't know how much self-inflicted damage my eyes have sustained. My eyes are very sensitive, maybe because they are the windows to the soul. If that is the case, then I have betrayed my soul. I wonder who in the right mind would wear contact lenses every day when it hurts so much.