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observation de vous;
observation de moi
on isolé tiennent le premier rôle
vous ne savez pas qui vous êtes
j'ai vous ai toujours aimé
mais vous avez pris mon amour pour accordé
parole au revoir
the 4 hearts
Saturday, March 31, 2007
just came back from camp -- juniors' dragon boat camp. almost had to climb the gate into school. luckily we saw nordin. hahas. (: but after the camp, i guess it was sad to see the situation. we've been through what they're going through. i felt like i understood them, yet after all the changes, i feel abit like a junior myself. i miss the team. i miss the trainings. i miss the room. i miss school. i do miss school. i don't mind going through all that again. study train study train study train. yes, it's a regimental routine i wouldn't mind going through all over again. maybe a form of escapism? i liked it cause it took my mind off load of stuff. i didn't have the energy and the time to think about anything else. being able to train at kallang. sea. open wide free. i feel most sane and alive there. haha. i bet anyone with the same love for the sport would have felt the same way. i think it's the same as driving along benjamin sheares bridge; same as running. you just want to go on all the way, wishing it would never stop, knowing you wouldn't want to stop. anyways been reading few blogs and talking to some people. heard they aren't enjoying their jobs. doing it for the money. my opinion on it... find a job you enjoy doing. spoke to yean lih last week or so, talking about jobs. i told him that sometimes we don't have a choice but to do jobs we don't like or want to do. and he disagreed. completely. i understand him. i wouldn't do something i don't enjoy. he's right. ha. pot calling the kettle black.seriously i need to get away from this area. need some wind across my face. need to lag back abit. to to feel comfortable with myself. some champange, candle-lit dinner topped up with a little jazz. alone. yes, you got me. ALONE. then a hot bubble bath with a mocktail and a little soul. buy me a getaway ticket to the moon. anyone. reality check: i need to run.
- everything's just temporary;
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