A typical weekend

Everything started off on Friday. When the clock hit 1730, frantic clicks on the 'X' to deliever me from the mundane and boring work routine. The end of last work day means a new weekend to begin with. Had a game of pool with my colleagues before having a karaoke session of mike spamming, wild drinking and MOG4 smoking at the Chevrons.

Upon reaching home, something got over me and I logged into an interaction with my PS2 with RTK9. It entertained me till 0230 which upon hitting my head on the pillow, I totally knocked myself into dreamland.

Woke up 0900 to prep myself for work. Call it fate, just when I was abt to board the bus, an SMS to delay the reporting time came in. Also, just before entertin the office after the delay, another notification came in to cancel it off. In the end, went to my friend's place for WWE and Winning Eleven.

I was supposed to meet up my poly mates ard 6pm but I was stranded at NAFA building while my journey to central library after returning Eng Teck's books. So i ended up reading my Dune - House Atredies for 2 hours at TCC. The evening ended with dinner at Fins that turned out to be a disaster with my whole mouth smurged with squid ink and the boring Man U VS Pool match summed up everything. But what was most impt was the company and am thankful for it.

Woke up to a lazy Sunday morning which as usual I slowed down all the pace of normal routines. Washed up, flicked on the tele, talk cock with my mum and also tried to read some more. Anyway, sunday mornings are just there to kill time before the afternoon's soccer session.

With the bright sunshine glazing onto the courts, 3 hours of hard tackling, crazy antics indulging in the childhood interest or one might just say cause I've got nothing else to play. Earned myself 2 blisters and an afternoon worth of excersise subsequently joined my family for dinner at the coffeeshop.

Is this the way I live life? Sounds kinda boring... especially I am now undergoing my internship. Work / Sleep / Eat / Slack / Rot is like the a timetable that revolves. Can anyone gauge whether if I feel happy too? Because I think I feel that I am not accomplishing anything. I am currently at the transition stage where I do not have goals or targets bah. What I understand is boredom really dulls the brain and one does not need to be attached in order to feel occupied.

Just a typical weekend of a typical boy next door. (if you can consider 25 years old still a boy)

PatriX

I will work hard....

I didn't talk or smile or interacted much today because something happened. Has been a long long long time ever since I felt so down and out. Think the last time was when I finished my last paper Year 2 Semester 2.

Had everything planned out... I cancelled my driving lesson so could like have a decent farewell or even an invitation to a dinner will be great. Actually wasnt hoping for too much anyway, not as though trying to get hitched but maybe a date. (have been harpin on a date for donkey years, damn I sound despo) Maybe the few hours of tele-conversation like brought up the tetestorone levels and I falled into the pits of the forsaken once again.

The knockout punch was delievered just before lunchtime. Naive and stupid, thought my pride can withstand the fact that I was never "considered". HiaYah... things just go funny when one is crazy lar. Lets not digress... Mister A told me actually MIss C asked him out when Mister B(Me) was just playing second fiddle.

So whose to blame? A for being sauve and charming? C for not choosing me? Ah yes... we get to B WISHFUL THINKING la! Its a serious case of swallow pride and bang balls senario for me.

For ppl who know me, I just kept very quiet... cut off all emotional displays and concentrate on my assignment for the rest of the afternoon. Its the first time in the whole of 3 weeks, not a glismpse, uneccessary fidgiting or even changing field of vision. To indulge into my project was the only form of escape I could find to ease the unbearable pain? Really cant call it pain... maybe a sore or bump. Some call it fate, bad luck or worst still the FACE. Think I'll try to stick with the first 2 before my self confidence is totally drained. We shall see abt that when it happens.

Strike 2! Today's definitly not a sunny day... but after a run in the courts and a reunion dinner with lou hei indeed cast off the clouds. Another day awaits, cut off the loose ends n let the kites of gloom drift off from me. Everythings just a dream.

PatriX