the morning after
some interesting things to take note about me, that I found out last night.
1) I tend to act more like a man after exercising, and you can tell from the way I walk, talk, and drink water (spilling some at the same time).
me: eh you know what, I feel like such a warrior right now, so man-ish, so RAAAAHHHH!
Nab: yeah I can see that right now *probably realising how gross her roommate is
Jin: actually me too *probably wondering why she's hanging out with me
me: *continues walking like a pai lang (assuming it means gangster, since I have absolutely no idea what a pai lang is)
2) I would rather not know about something, if knowing it changes my impression of people.
we had this long talk at the carpark after our run (will talk more about that later) and I realised I went back to my room feeling rather disappointed with the way things are. I mean, friends back each other up- they should never make you feel guilty about doing well, or feel incompetent in some things you couldn't do right. I like my new friends, am unsure about some old ones, and like Cherian says, sometimes you just can't help it.
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anyway, yesterday was a good, long day. in summary: we had a good lunch, a good dinner, Powell was wearing a nice shirt with his tag sticking out from the back. I paid attention in all my lectures, Rizan was wearing a nice polo tee. Nadia kept her cool, Fahimah reminded me of Batu Belah Batu Bertangkup. Nab is a sport, but we have to make sure she runs after the ball more often. Sal sounds like Vivien and now she's starting to also look like her. Jin Li is lost without her squash ball who died last night. and sambal belacan is now my latest addiction.
[edit] on hindsight, I admit I am quite a loser for saying that about sambal belacan, but you really got to try the one at Hall 16 (or was it Hall 13?) it was bloody damn good la okay.
