from green to black

treats

i left school rather crushed today when i found out that
there was no workshop in school and the guys were at
kallang instead. its tough to plod on in life when it
seems that i cant remember the simplest of things but
i just get more and more absent-minded. names pop in
and out of my head each time i see faces and the funny
thing is that i always mouth the right name, but it seems
so friggin hard to recall. i'm wondering how i can
remember weird details like what the lecturer said but
not what i need to do the next minute or day and its
driving me nuts.

so i decided i'd try to spend the day making myself
feel better since i've been low after obs. i felt it
wasnt exactly life changing or enjoyable, so i bought
a subway sandwich before heading to work. i think it
must be the economy, but it seems that even the
ingredients have "cheapo-ed" down. there isnt so much
bite or freshness in the lettuce as before. then i
saw "gerry the moron" at borders on her way to getting
her dental done, she was so blur she didnt even
recognise who called her lah that moron. heh heh.

so before that, on my long ride to town i was
trying hard to remember what things were like in
the old times. which reminded me of the times when
i was the pacer. i remembered the first time i took
up the challenge because sid was so emo about being
it that i wanted to see how tough it really was.
it was tough for the first day, but i guess i got
the hang of it until i was able to pace well.

this kind of got me missing the champ a lot. i mean
i know that i could quarrel with him and after that
we'll still be good friends. we have that respect
where we didnt hold what was said against each other.
fire and forget i say. so i missed the feeling of
pacing with him. once we worked out our differences,
things were just real easy. i'm very comfortable
pacing with jackson. i remember because we were
always very composed and we'd win the other boat
even if junhong or edward was pacing. i also know
that jackson was one person who was willing to put
in that much effort to train. and now, i can only
hope his mom's operation went well. sigh, looks like
all i'm left is the elderly thing of reminiscing the
past, because nothing i can say or do is going
to bring this friend back

posted by green unseen @ 1:07 AM