Amidst the gloom
Feb. 29th, 2008 12:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
virginangelicSo many things have happened this past few days, I can barely begin.
Let's see, first off I am NEVER going to plan for a chalet ever again. It's far too troublesome but it certainly helped to bond us together. At least, in my opinion. Did plenty of shopping and travelling though so my shopper needs were sated.
The chalet turned out to be a success with almost everyone attending, with the exception of the lecturers and two others who couldn't make it with apologies (one was away on a cruise, the other had sprained her knee or something). The fried macaroni I cooked turned out well and it was completely gone, for which I'm grateful for. No food wastage! Can't say the same for the other foodstuff like the hotdogs because I have NO idea if they ate them all while I slept. I've realised that sleeping during chalet is something people generally avoid doing but I couldn't give a damn. Afterall, my body was still aching after wednesday's 5km run/brisk walking at Macritchie. It's also where I found out that I could run faster if I imagined I was chasing after SuJu. I guess I need more practice then so I'll be all prepared should the time come for me to stalk them.
During the course of the three day event, a major incident happened. My pet birds managed to escape out the bedroom windows. The blame game is still on-going but the onus of the problem lies with my dad not clipping their wings. Anyways, my sister and I tried to find them to no avail. Only some time later when my dad joined the search did we find out that both birds got caught. AND the person who caught them refuses to hand them over because she said 'I've been hunting them since morning.' Fucking bullshit. My birds escaped and you caught them in less than two hours. How is that 'since morning'?! ARGH. I hope, I pray that her own birds and mine will escape one day and they return back. I miss them.
Another gloomy incident is the fact that I've got a severe writer's block WHILE doing my swansong entry for the royal commonwealth essay writing competition. It's my last chance and I blew it. AGAIN. *facepalms* I wonder if I will ever write anything.
BESTEST bit? My xd card is corrupted. I don't know if the camera is corrupted to. Some bloody virus or other. Why do people create such stupid and senseless stuff? Do they just ENJOY tormenting others? Whatever did I EVER do to them?!
On a more positive note, I enquired on my status and I've been posted to the Albert Complex (design) instead of Lim Chu Kang (field). Thank goodness - now all I need is to figure out if I have to bring anything. Like my portfolio and stuff. ARGH. Why oh why did I start getting so elated I forgot to ask about the important parts?
Oh well...what's life without its ups and downs.
Let's see, first off I am NEVER going to plan for a chalet ever again. It's far too troublesome but it certainly helped to bond us together. At least, in my opinion. Did plenty of shopping and travelling though so my shopper needs were sated.
The chalet turned out to be a success with almost everyone attending, with the exception of the lecturers and two others who couldn't make it with apologies (one was away on a cruise, the other had sprained her knee or something). The fried macaroni I cooked turned out well and it was completely gone, for which I'm grateful for. No food wastage! Can't say the same for the other foodstuff like the hotdogs because I have NO idea if they ate them all while I slept. I've realised that sleeping during chalet is something people generally avoid doing but I couldn't give a damn. Afterall, my body was still aching after wednesday's 5km run/brisk walking at Macritchie. It's also where I found out that I could run faster if I imagined I was chasing after SuJu. I guess I need more practice then so I'll be all prepared should the time come for me to stalk them.
During the course of the three day event, a major incident happened. My pet birds managed to escape out the bedroom windows. The blame game is still on-going but the onus of the problem lies with my dad not clipping their wings. Anyways, my sister and I tried to find them to no avail. Only some time later when my dad joined the search did we find out that both birds got caught. AND the person who caught them refuses to hand them over because she said 'I've been hunting them since morning.' Fucking bullshit. My birds escaped and you caught them in less than two hours. How is that 'since morning'?! ARGH. I hope, I pray that her own birds and mine will escape one day and they return back. I miss them.
Another gloomy incident is the fact that I've got a severe writer's block WHILE doing my swansong entry for the royal commonwealth essay writing competition. It's my last chance and I blew it. AGAIN. *facepalms* I wonder if I will ever write anything.
BESTEST bit? My xd card is corrupted. I don't know if the camera is corrupted to. Some bloody virus or other. Why do people create such stupid and senseless stuff? Do they just ENJOY tormenting others? Whatever did I EVER do to them?!
On a more positive note, I enquired on my status and I've been posted to the Albert Complex (design) instead of Lim Chu Kang (field). Thank goodness - now all I need is to figure out if I have to bring anything. Like my portfolio and stuff. ARGH. Why oh why did I start getting so elated I forgot to ask about the important parts?
Oh well...what's life without its ups and downs.
