| 14.12.03 |
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man...
its been a few days since i last posted... but i guess alot of things happened since then... including the first time i got so drunk that i just fell to the floor... seriously... we went to the club after the race dinner on day10... man... i dunnoe why.. i din drink alot... maybe it was coz i dont dance and wad not... just got carried away with drinking... at least i had my pals with me... qi and sam... loony was dead drunk though.. worse than me.. at least i was sober enough at one point to holler at him... seriously cant remember anything that happened tat nite... but i guess sometimes... its better not to know... but according to andrew and gang... i did no "crime-of-the-century"... that i am glad... i dunnoe... maybe i wasnt that drunk... just 'high'? like WQ says??? coz i din pengz in bed asleep or anything... in fact... i couldnt sleep... and felt very floaty the entire nite... but why issit that i dun remember anything... they told me i got a little close to arun.. but i really cant remember anything... except holding my head in pain on the bar stool... damn... swear i'm never gonna drink like dat ever again... training the last few days have been pretty siong.. but i guess i'm getting used to it... no more crying in pain or fatigue... except for my troubled ankle which is starting to act up again... its a rest day today... i dunnoe whether we earned it... or that andrew kinda gave it to us coz he is too tired after chionging the nite away... watever the case... i'm gonna make good use of it... sleep or wat not... i'd be glad... frankly i feel like an ultimate loser... with a dangly ankle and muscles that threaten to cramp up every now and then... damn... am i that weak??? WQ's beating me hands down (or should i say legs down) at the runs... and at gym... really doubt my capabilities you know??? somehow after all these i kinda feel i'm not made for surfing... be it the racing... the training... the after-race life... i'm just the 18 year old still feeling her way ard... this is life... but this is not me... just wanna go back to sg... continue my life of a hermit... ya know... the stay-home freak who is glued to the PC 24/7... that life is a bliss man... but i dun think its gonna get me the bread and butter... pple here have been nice.. and surprisingly... its the pple who i dont really know very well that left the best impression on me... the lady who cleans my room seems really nice now... we smile at each other everytime i meet her at the stairs... and i offered her some of my pineapple i bought at the fruit truck downstairs... the fruit vendors are really sweet too... i mean... when u are in a foreign land... and pple acknowledge your presence and treat you like one of their own... man... its one of the best feelings in the world... really... it would be nice if i could stay here without training my butt off man... damn... heheh... but thats not possible i know... back to the pple... think the issue of me getting drunk has been 'spreaded' a little bit... guy at the beach who calls me by name keep mentioning the club and wad not... bleah... i din do nuthing!!! but that guy's been quite nice la.. i guess thailand's all abt nice pple.. =) just helped a swedish lady with her hotmail... so she can send an email to her loved ones... am glad am glad... so happie tat i did one good deed today! but somehow... it has also been a trip that reminded me that not all pple are nice for the sake of being nice... but i guess it'll all part of life... and its a human nature to do things for returns... no longer kindness for its own sake... sometimes i get really sick at that fact... and wonder to myself... whether i should move on... and start heck-care-ing abt pple ard me... or continue doing the things i have alwaz believed in... and get hurt and depressed that pple are no longer the simple innocent creatures we got to know at the playground... but complex and manupulative monsters... all sly and double faced... despite that i do not deny that i might be one myself.. did i mention? i lost abit of weight over here... was 60 at the first weighing... dun ask me how... but i was 60... then dropped to 57 on the 2nd weighing... amazing fact when u eat like a pig everyday... havent shit for the day... and drink water like there's no tomorrow... but at the last weighing... it was 58... can i blame it on the constipation that was bugging me for a couple of days??? but seriously... its quite a big loss of weight for so little days... coz in addition to the food we eat... we are also building muscles... which are heavier than fat... so effectively... I LOST WEIGHT!!!! woohoo! big issue man! and my toilet trip today... could have easily bombed up pulau tekong man... do i sound crude??? man! we dont really care over here... the 2 girls and sharing a connecting room with the two guys... and we have oni ONE toilet... and its either wait ur turn to shit.. or walk 4 levels down for the toilet... trust me... when ur legs ache like crazy... u'd rather sit with your legs crossed like a sissy man... time to go... one baht per minute is really getting too expensive for me... ciaoz! PS: oh ya... we watched scary movie 3 one nite with krai.... hahha... stupid show... he also said it was a crazy show... =P stupid la... but good that you dont have to think while watching it... esp since you brain dead after the day of traumatic training... ----Stef stopped rambling at 12:05 --Link to Post |
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