I think so many things at once. Before blogging, I thought about me being some character on my own Sci-Fi book, and yes I always think I'm a superhero. I also thought about events that might happen if we did this, instead of that. At the moment, I shall leave those behind, I might type about those some other time.

Limits. Everyone has it. It has a sensitivity level. Those at the lower levels tend to keep their anger to themselves and totally ignore what is happening, or some might keep calm and peaceful. Those who don't share, will suffer a danger of despair and being confined. Those calm and peaceful ones will help in the long run, but try to talk to someone about this, it feels much more better.
Others with very high levels, flare up easily like a room full gasoline. That's why adults keep telling us not to play with fire. Good thing is you express yourself. Bad thing is you express too much, you could actually insult them without knowing. Learn to lower the temperature and cool down.
Remember, never test people's limits, it is insulting to some and irritating to others. It is wost that breaking the law. Entering the lion's den is chance. If you are lucky, you might go unharmed, but if not, you can even die. Even a mouse can turn into a savage and ruthless animal. Simply put it, the calm can also go crazy.
Everyone has their limits, and everyone knows their limits, or do they?

I'm think I'm bullshitting. CCA orientation was a success by the way, but was a hassle. Don't really need to go in dept in that, although it was fun at one point. Thanks everyone one for arranging the tables back for me, I appreciated it. Thanks Gerrald for the banners, I own you one. Thanks S4 for the help in preparing the room and the booths before hand. And thank you everyone for making this happen. And sorry GS for leaving you in the room. For a more inside story, please vist SinLee's blog.
After that, headed for Hougang Point for a pre-dinner snack. Listen to music and sang along as well. thought of a few stuff to do during CO Night at Part A Camp.

My Addiction Of Music Came Back