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Mrs tsung went up to us. Yelled at the 6a's for 5 min or so, and then led me to her room. She made the phone call. cept' that turns out she already called them earlier and she just wants me to hear their reaction. great. To my amazement they are not angry but they said they would talk to me bk home. Maybe one o these days I'll write on that. So afterwards...since Mrs tsung already knew bt jun, she was evidently unimpressed with why i should like her. She kept trying to point out that I had gone too far into trying ta love this girl and then I was telling her i already know but i don't care until finally she said, "Why don't you see how much other girls appreciate you and then maybe u will understand. So i accepted. Wad did i have to lose? Only a invitation to the 6a room? ah well..c how it truns out later. So...Mrs tsung took me to the girl's room which turns out was the wrong girl's room...consisting of Pamela, jenny and I can't remember the last one. Ok..not the point. So pam, since she was heading to the 6a room, Mrs tsung *invited* her to join us for a while. So Pam agreed(wad choice did she hhave anyway?) and we went to join...
Sorry had ta cut off so fast. Mum came bk. Let me get bk to where I last left off.... ([the girls. Apparently Mrs Tsung got rite room but wrong floor. So shiyu greeted us at the door (aka chili padi...heeheee). Welll....it's turns out I was getting a test soon. By HIM. Again. After i failed the last one he asked me in my dream whether I believed him now. I didn't. So I told him that I would want him to get me the 6a room by some miracle. I have tested God a lot of times. My faith is very weak..i fear I am not a capable christian but now all one ever needs is to have faith. If you do not believe in God at least have a religion. That's a recommeendation. Back to the point. We hung out with the girls in their room for a while...until Zachary called. He forgot the keys to our room! I felt like killing him but I realized I also in turn had forgotten to pass it to him. Sigh. So I went down to the 6a room....and was INVITED in! Which Mrs tsung was not happy abt. She looked quite upset when I entered. of course my conscience was bothering me. Jun was lying on the some sort of sofa. She looked extremely ..um...well....ok, no description. Too mushy. So I hid my face for staying in the room 5 min and watching tv along with the a's. Alter dropped by in my mind. He was yelling his head off. I sighed. Then I turned to Palmer. He was giving me the signal. Then turning to Jun. She was obviously not happy. "Last mssion for you Palmer..." I thought to myself. I whispered for him to hold them off. I coolly jumped off the sofa ( not jun's ok) and dashed to one of the bedrooms. Their attention was caught instantly. I made it to the room and locked the door. After sending a phone call to the girls I felt even worse. I knew that HE had planned this. At last I was facing facts. Jun...i could test her...to see if it would work but in the whole round she would never....... I got out of the room. " She isn't too happy." said palmer to me. "It is evident. I know what to do. My hapiness has and never will be my own until ..." I stopped. I gave a gdbye signal to Palmer and went out of the door. The a's stared. Even Jun. I had rejected a chance to be with her. So I hung out wif the 6c gals until 10.40 or so..and I wish Mrs tsung knew I had made the right decision. It was true....HE had got me in there..but he had a better plan for me. And soon my plan that was formed by him would come about to the final test and bet...to find my answer. I was content. I had finally gained self control.] So guys...day 4 is not realli important cept for buying the archery kit but otherise no. My parents already talked to me abt the jump but I have not promised not to do that again. Nor will i promise to any of you, unfortunately. Like i said...I do not fear death. Sometimes it is something I look forward to. Sometimes it is something I despise. Will I miss jun? The answer is evident. I hope you all have understood part of me now...and the finale of the sarawak trip....







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