I'm back from 3 days and 2 nights at East Coast. I must say I had a great time throughout that 2 days and 2 nights since the 3rd day was a checkout early in the morning, after which I came back home to replenish sleep.
Shared a squeezy living condition with 17 others, but its just as well since I can never sleep much..probably had 4 hours sleep or less everyday, even so I'm just drifting in and out..can very well hear the shuffling of mahjong tiles throughout the night. A full blading session on Tuesday morning, starting from me blading to Macs to deliver back breakfast for the others, playing with the humongous puppy that Richard brought, more blading sessions with the others, and another night blading trip to Bedok Jetty to view the starry starry night.
Sitting at the breakwater is so calming, yet the time spent there causes my inner thoughts to tear at me. Just when I could very well put on a jolly mask to face the world out there, I realised I couldn't do this forever. Trying to pick myself up is a very difficult thing to do, and I almost succeeded. Maybe I shouldn't let my thoughts surface again. But I know I'm truly blessed, with God's grace and forgiveness everytime I do something so wrong; with my friends' care and concern for me, and delighting in their laughter and company; with my physical appearance (as flawed as it may be; with my capabilities.
I simply do not understand how there can be such bastards existing in this world - those guys who will do anything just to get at what is under a girl's skirt. Yet such guys are equipped with a car, money, relatively good looks, and the physique to attract any kind of girls they see as pretty and gullible to fall into their honey-coated trap. It is very sad how many of them exist behind this facade of boyish innocence. It is also very sad about the girls these days, how most girls demand that a guy must have a car in order to date her out. The familiar saying "Girls these days, no car will die". I agree it is very nice to be able to travel around in comfort, to go anywhere in half an hour or less, to rest one's aching legs and let her boyfriend do the work. Pity the guys who do not have the means to get a car - they don't get the babe of their dreams. Then again, who needs such a materialistic girl in one's life?
Stomach's feeling super weird after weird dinners for the past 3 days, probably the only meal that I ate each day..can't seem to stomach food well at all...tomorrow's the start of floorball training camp, and looking at the itenary, I see trainings starting straight after lunch/dinner..how weird. How am I gonna eat and run immediately after that? I forsee another upcoming 2 days worth of no proper meals. *sigh*
3rd week is gonna pass and Christmas is here just like that. All these while I had minimal conversation with everybody else. I miss spending time with my friends. Sometimes it is very frustrating for me because my mum has started being herself again - making sure I stay at home (whatever for?) and not going out because she thinks going out is a waste of time and money. I'm dead tired of arguing with her over this kind of funny small matters.
Rarrrrrr.
Shared a squeezy living condition with 17 others, but its just as well since I can never sleep much..probably had 4 hours sleep or less everyday, even so I'm just drifting in and out..can very well hear the shuffling of mahjong tiles throughout the night. A full blading session on Tuesday morning, starting from me blading to Macs to deliver back breakfast for the others, playing with the humongous puppy that Richard brought, more blading sessions with the others, and another night blading trip to Bedok Jetty to view the starry starry night.
Sitting at the breakwater is so calming, yet the time spent there causes my inner thoughts to tear at me. Just when I could very well put on a jolly mask to face the world out there, I realised I couldn't do this forever. Trying to pick myself up is a very difficult thing to do, and I almost succeeded. Maybe I shouldn't let my thoughts surface again. But I know I'm truly blessed, with God's grace and forgiveness everytime I do something so wrong; with my friends' care and concern for me, and delighting in their laughter and company; with my physical appearance (as flawed as it may be; with my capabilities.
I simply do not understand how there can be such bastards existing in this world - those guys who will do anything just to get at what is under a girl's skirt. Yet such guys are equipped with a car, money, relatively good looks, and the physique to attract any kind of girls they see as pretty and gullible to fall into their honey-coated trap. It is very sad how many of them exist behind this facade of boyish innocence. It is also very sad about the girls these days, how most girls demand that a guy must have a car in order to date her out. The familiar saying "Girls these days, no car will die". I agree it is very nice to be able to travel around in comfort, to go anywhere in half an hour or less, to rest one's aching legs and let her boyfriend do the work. Pity the guys who do not have the means to get a car - they don't get the babe of their dreams. Then again, who needs such a materialistic girl in one's life?
Stomach's feeling super weird after weird dinners for the past 3 days, probably the only meal that I ate each day..can't seem to stomach food well at all...tomorrow's the start of floorball training camp, and looking at the itenary, I see trainings starting straight after lunch/dinner..how weird. How am I gonna eat and run immediately after that? I forsee another upcoming 2 days worth of no proper meals. *sigh*
3rd week is gonna pass and Christmas is here just like that. All these while I had minimal conversation with everybody else. I miss spending time with my friends. Sometimes it is very frustrating for me because my mum has started being herself again - making sure I stay at home (whatever for?) and not going out because she thinks going out is a waste of time and money. I'm dead tired of arguing with her over this kind of funny small matters.
Rarrrrrr.