17 May 2008
10:03 PM
You are my strengthstrength like no otherstrength like no other reaches to meYou are my hopehope like no otherhope like no otherreaches to metoday as i was walking past the gathering area near the bubble tea shop with streeters, this whush of nostalgia just came pouring over me. that was probably the last lunch i ever had (out) with chorale people. it was that saturday a number of us ate at the foodcourt (where we realised the food was so freakin ex geee), then went to hang around at the bubble tea area for a while. then fried and i walked alllll the way to the some ulu bus-stop to take his 157, cause i was going to church for worship prac. so we had a long walk, and a long bus journey, and thus a long talk, which was nice (: i like talks like that. oh and there was that weeeirded - wait, i can't remember whether it was an old man or woman - on the bus who kept scolding us in mandarin >< anyway. i don't know why i remember it so vividly, but i just do. maybe i knew. and the weeks before that were those we (j1s) spent sitting in a circle at Top-of-the-Eight having lunch after prac. oh and that was when louis was still around (not that he died -.-, but was still in chorale, i mean). okay i am ranting.
if you wallow in self-pity all the time, could it be termed self-indulgence?
where do you draw the line.
sometimes i'm delirious with joy. sometimes i just feel like shutting myself out from the world.
i loved last night, twas spent with half my batch - nata olly sihui yen - at the rgs bbq. camwhored like mad, *grins*, took very awesome and hilarious jumpshots, sang
chasing cars countless times, lay on the courts at night like we always used to, walked along the track (short distance only though). it's as though they'll always remain a miracle batch, cause my sore throat seemed to disappear after the night, despite my sneaking brownies into my tummy :P and all that shouting/screaming/trying to raise my voice. i love them, so much.
i never got over finals, i doubt any of them did. but now they're gonna win A div and well. i won't be part of it. and mr ong was telling them yesterday about how jc's the peak of one's growth as a player - individually and as a team. cause of the chemistry built over the years of playing, training together and all.
all the best to rjc girls' basketball, anyway (: they'll always be my batch and i'll always love them the same.
guess i figured out the reason i've been so moody the past few days.
i don't feel the same about street anymore. and that has got to be one of the terriblest feelings to have right now.
worship prac today was great. fiona and peggy were there too, cause they had just finished dg before our prac. had fun jamming and singing and playing mastermind/watching them play mastermind (that's what you get when you've just graduated from uni and chucked away the books but still feel the forces of attraction toward them...) thanks eugene kenneth eve! (:
okay my head is starting to feel wonky i don't know what i've achieved out of this post, don't even see the flow of thoughts or whatever, bad post. goodnight.
