CARACOL.... CHOCORAMA

From Caracol to Chocorama, the past 3 academic ended. I was relieved, finally realising that its all over, hell yeahh over...yo yo... I miss caracol and my teammates. I seriously think that we have done a splendid job on our culinary theory project. Our imaginary french and spanish inspired restaurant caracol and its fabulous kitchen plan that is almost perfect as claimed hehe. I am happy, more than happy. The marks arent out yet, but I m pleased after all after all the presentations from the rest of the group. In short, we kicked the asses of pura vida, our strong competitor, from menu design to the presentation itself. Chocorama did well too, this time sanjay and I are in the same group. hehe no more battle and mind games for pura vida and caracol, so the journey to chocorama begins, well we thought we probably spent the least time for this bullshit Organisational Behaviours aka Ob project, surprisingly, this bullshit crap about charismatic leader turns out superb. Chocolate making and chocorama made us believed that we will sure to score form 95 to 100 haha. Our field trip sure added few marks more, so is beyond hundred??? hmhm... well cultural nite was a biullshit piece of crap, i spent like more than hours for that less than a minute speech. Well still it wasnt a disappointment when the chinese won first for the performance category. wads wrong with the school, the viets shall win the stand or they will '' du mei '' all of you especially the teachers. Time passed so quick, in 4 weeks time i will start missing my classmates especially those who had struggled hard with me to fight for every grades we deserved. I m starting to miss them now. The life in les roches is really unique, I will never experience such a life again. A close battle btween friends and classmates, emotional struggles and crazy partying. Well life in swiss, I will be having my internship in school, la sala fought so hard for me that he physically abused himself lol only sophia and sanjay knows wad i m talking bout. So I think i wun disappoint him and myself. I really wished that in this split moment I m back in management writing my blog. Life is precious, the earthquake in china and the so called bad year for me makes me realise the fragility of life itself. I begin to feel every moment of uncertainty and guilt. Really, no one knows wad I m feeling rite now. I m guilty because i feel i should have contributed more to those who live in this part of the world. I feel guilty because i knew one day there wouldnt be such a chance since we will all be apart. Distance makes me wonder.