Today is National Day!! Happy Birthday Singapore. I would not call myself patriotic, but I do vividly remember the times spent in school, singing the national anthem and celebrating in school with songs that I could not forget. Home. Stand up for Singapore. One People One Nation One Singapore. How singing bonds me closer to the country. It does. Miao and Wen, I do miss singing with you girls.
Yesterday was the opening to Olympics. Impressive=) Benny commented that he thought it funny that girls like to watch olympics. haha.. and then I reminded him that Im probably more a sportsperson than him. and yes. I love watching sports event. But no soccer and no basketball. They bore me out.
I think sports, like music, is a common language. Regardless of whether you understand the rules, watching them fight, determined, on court, is something that really inspires. Italy vs Russia in volleyball. Whoa. And I recalled playing ball games. How it felt to lag behind, how it felt to be in lead, how it felt when others are catching up, what its like to win, what its like to lose, where you are, who you are with. Some how, it is a common feeling shared.
I couldnt really stand watching weightlifting though. Under 48kg lifting 115kg. Damn. How they look, their expression, led me to imagine their training routine. These girls. Perhaps, how lonely, how stressed. I felt like crying for them. Bronze went to a Taiwanese who shared my name - Chen Wei-Ling.
Im more or less settled down at work already. Started talking a little bit. Learnt to do payment, vouchers, cheques, creditor reconcilation. I guess its a good learning platform, despite the fact that i might not need such knowledge in the future. Its just something good to know I guess.
What am I tensed up about? I do not know.
School is therapeutic. I just love relaxing in that simple environment, just sitting there, breathing in the air. It recharges. I love school! Plans to return every Friday.
Knocked out last night. I was scratching a mosquito bite thought that I'm dreaming about scratching it. haha.. I thought that it felt damn good, even in my dreams.
Life is a straight road. Just walk straight. Sometimes you might fall or think- what the hell am I doing. But life goes on.
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