hi clement. haha, the honour of taking a photo with mr ben yeo?!
our boss
{ xxx }
a peep into my yellow magic book.
Well, that's my life so far. I meant to upload more but I'm using my mom's laptop - suckz.
I halted halfway in my study schedule. Fuck, okay? Getting distracted and all.
I'm attempting to pick up reading again but I did not even get past the first chapter. Man, I miss those days when I had my noses nested into the Shopaholic series. Maybe I should read that again. Submerge myself into the flamboyant life of Rebecca Bloomwood.
How are my emotions? Calm waters, I can say. Not as fragile that a drop could ripple the silence of the surface, but so far, I've been coping well. Need no love. The best love is the love from home. Other than that, it's attention. IMO.
I need to catch up with my work again, really, really badly. But guess what, I got rather well for both E and A Math tests that were recent - A2 and A1 respectively. 25/30 and 21/30. Somehow, I feel that sitting beside Herman has improved me greatly. Ti boon! Haha, stupid kim gue.
My sleep patterns are messed up really, really bad. I keep waking up at odd hours of the night and I end up being rather restless towards the last few lessons. This cannot happen!
20 April today - stepped down from Floorball. Three years of bond, and we're separated just like that. It aches me a little as the truth sinks in after time. How I'll look back when I'm older and pride myself on playing this sport that has enabled me to meet so many brilliantly talented and jovial people - that without a doubt, has impacted my life by heaps and bounds. I'm going to miss every part of it, since day one of hockey, being the pioneer batch for CCKSS Girls 2010 Floorball, and down to the last day. The slacking senior, who sucked as a goalkeeper. The horrible smelling suit, the sweat, the grazed, red knees, Coach's somehow-motivational-scolding, and running around in the parade square after CCA. Funny how today, we all had to bade adieu to it. Every second we shared as a team, every minute we played.
Gosh, will I miss you all, girls. :'( My heart aches so badly now. Sitting at the HOD Room waiting for CCA to begin, carrying the darn heavy goalpost, fucking up my shots and dribbles.
Every detail, since day one.
Miss hockey, now that I've said it. Well, all good things must come to an end.
Everything else, I guess it's going rather well. Life at home has been tranquil, if not for a little bit of tension. My life is great, and I pride myself on it, especially my yellow magic book. I want to move on from my awful past. It's a scar, unforgettable, but I can move away from it. And I will.
Away from all the regret and sorrow.
soon,
le quack.