sad day. went for morning assembly with a black face, and those who didn't read my blog or msn nick ytd kept their distance from me. the occasional joke made me laugh, esp the password protected entry on the class blog, but other than that i spent my free time before training counting raindrops and looking at the dark clouds float from left to right.
bus ride was really quiet. first time ever. me and kiatwee were sitting at both ends of the back row, stoning like some bomb and i think my black face never wore off. today was perhaps the most fruitful training session i ever had. me and kiatwee were correcting each other's throws, but he had a greater impact on me than vice versa. im thankful to kiatwee for helping me get my throw right finally. new highest score 151.
as we were getting a bit better, the arrival of the furys made us sad again. maybe more of sian. but im somehow not the type who emos for a long time ( though i think my face is black while typing this ) and after talking to james in the canteen i guessed i felt better. can't say much abt tmr, hopefully i can get into the right mood again but i can't be so optimistic now.
thanks to everyone who was concerned abt me - class, friends, bowling. just give me some more time. but for now please don't call me bus uncle coz he's dead.
i guess u don't have a clue abt what im going through. dun think u would be even bothered to know.
cherry garcia..
9:50 PM
