Saturday, December 09, 2006

Enter Civilisation

Just came home from my 3D/3N expedition (ok I know this sounds like a typo but we started it on Monday evening.)

And by the way, it was fantastic. We had our ups and downs, but the overall experienced was more than satisfying. I'd go back there even if it costs a bomb, any time. Apart from the usual rowing, camping, getting bitten by mosquitoes and the like, it was friends, and people who were around that made it really fun with the capital F.

I saw many of my juniors grow up like gargatuan spiders going out of style. People like Luffi and Justin (omgzzzz bloody good choice we picked for a captain) really impressed me. Especially the former, grew up so friggin hell alot its unbelievable. I still remember Luffi as the slightly childish, lame junior that didn't command even a fraction of the respect he does now. Kudos to you both.

Well, while some things change, others don't. One fine example is our stupid dumb arse J1, Erwin. Motherfucker is still like a friggin kid with capital K, I and D. Fancy him jumping around after he pee-ed just cause he felt relieved. -_-
Please, kindly refrain from telling others you rowed with me as my partner during Nationals.

People slimmed down too LOL. Like Jenny and Pei Han. Fierce man, all the rowing melted those booze and baby fat away.

With everyone looking either bronze or macho, boy, did the J3s feel like losers or what. On the first day, I felt like this out of style snowman sitting in the middle of the Arabian desert with the stupid dumb arse J1 Erwin providing much needed and necessary contrast which, I, at the end of the day, didn't very much reciprocate the LOVE back hahaha. G-T-R. Got that right.

Met some kick arse NYAA people too. Like Feline for instance. Very shy girl but sorry, that kinda thang don't work out with people like me, Tzi Qing and Erwin. And didn't the bloody Erwin did kill her, did he not? Bastard child always poaching attached women.

And well. I actually left the Expedition pretty sad, down, upset and well, down. Wasn't at the peak of my mood because I knew somehow it would be the last time rowing. I think Chris did the right thing when I got onto shore for the last time - He came to give me a hug haha. Very gay but just what I needed most. And these emotions were just compounded by the feeling of regret, waste and degeneration over the lack of courage over certain matters.

But good things come and go don't they? If things seem worst right now, they can only get better. Nice phrase from Mr Fox.

Till then, I'll be thinking of you. And may you be happy.

posted@10:16 AM

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