It's another long, long day...

It’s a terrible weekend! It rained on Friday, ruining my chance of getting a full body workout, as well as the outlet to vent my frustrations. it has been sometime since I felt the ecstasy from the adrenalin rush. I really needed that. Haha! It has been a bad period of time. Deadlines, sniggering, much-deserved scolding and various problems that we all have in life. They say friends are like wine. It gets better as years pass. But it’ll be such a disappointment if you went to a particular place and they say that they ‘haven’t had that spirit since nineteen sixty nine’. Gee! I’m not really making sense here am I? But never mind… I guess I’ll soon find out a way to express what I think and say it straight in the face of some peeps.

Thank goodness it rained only in the afternoon the very next day. All that sweating out felt so good, even though I stink! But heck! I was finally getting my fat ass and doing some workout. Unfortunately, I still can’t reach the epitome before my injury. It seems like it’s pretty serious this time round. Coach said it just missed the ligament by like a couple of cm, so I guess I gotta be careful. Maybe I should consider taking a few months off. Nah! I’ll get withdrawal symptoms, so I guess not. Someone unexpected also messaged me today. But I really appreciate it. It’s nice to see at least maybe I can still drink that bottle of wine even though after a very long time… however, sometimes I wonder is it because of a crisis that led to that message. Who knows? And I certainly don’t care.

Argh! I’ve got muscle cramps from the short session yesterday! That’s the sign that I’m beginning to grow fat. I should go back to my daily exercise regime. But the long hours I spent in school has eliminated my daily gym session at home. I just had an argument with dad. Come to think of it, I find so funny. Not too long ago, Britain banned the Australian tourism ad all because they used the word ‘bloody’, claiming that it was offensive. Ironic. Britons use it in their everyday vocabulary and they dare claim that. Well, my argument with dad was something like that. You see, he came into my room to look for god-knows-what when I was sleeping and after that he didn’t even bother to close the door back especially when the air-conditioning unit was on. So I shouted: ‘Close that bloody door’ as it was bringing in sunlight, glaring my eyes. And he got angry cos I used the word bloody. Come on! It’s not the first time. Furthermore, I didn’t use the word fucking or anything. I think my mind has subconsciously reminded me not to use that word when I’m half asleep after my infamous alarm clock cursing stint. I shan’t reveal the details here. Go look for those who know and see whether they are in the mood to tell you. Haha!

Meanwhile, it was girls’ day out on Thursday afternoon. Thanks Pris and Cassie for the good, goofy and great time we had trying fantastic food tasting session, pictures galore and definitely the shopping. Do it again sometime yeah? Even though someone can go all the way to Meridian shopping centre from the Heeren and not get anything in the end. Haha! Anway, I saw this crumpler bad that I absolutely love. But it cost a bomb, and mom is not paying for me. She always complains that I have too many bags. Hello! It’s the pot calling the kettle black here! And that canon cam! Ooo! I need money! More moolah!