Made it my own

Yesterday was. Amazing.

Captain's ball. Argh. Frisbee. Whoo! Chlorine. Mocha Chief (:. New friends. Woohoo! Dare victim. Hahaha. More new friends. Random OG crashing. Class lag. More frisbee. Yayy. More people join frisbee. Class lag. Class lunch. Homeward bound. Journey home interuppted. Cabbed to friend's place. Home sweet home late. That's basically what happened yesterday, just a million times more fun then it sounds when read :D

Frankly, I didn't do much during the 4 hours I was at Pasir Ris. But somehow, it felt like time well-spent (: Caught up with dear friends, made new friends, and... laughed a lot, I guess.

Took a cab to a friend's place. The cab driver's a fantastic dad; spent the whole journey talking about his 2 daughters and the only thing that kept running through my mind was wow, this guy's an amazing father. I have to blog this down cos I've never met a guy who's so committed to bringing up his kids and supporting them in every way possible. In that 15 minutes, he won all my respect.

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That was yesterday. And then came the muscleache, due to an amalgamation of factors, which actually feels damn good. Just that I still feel phat. Need to exercise moreeee.

I've been eating lots of salad (: If I had salad, tuna sandwiches & apple crumble everyday, I'd be a very very jolly person!

I need to make up for my sleep deficit. After consistently sleeping at midnight this whole week, my mind has practically ceased to function. I can't do math, I can't absorb what the teachers are saying, I can't read my notes without falling asleep, I can't process my notes even after reading the same page 5 times and strangely, apart from falling asleep, I kept thinking of exercise.

I would, very much so, like to pick up hockey semi-seriously. Only because some parts of the game seem fun. Hmm.

I forgot to mention that I have ugly tanlines now. They are glaringly obvious to me.