} leave a message after the beep woke up at 7+ this morning and went for a slow jog. yeah i know. me. jogging. haha I bet you're laughing now. ok please stop. thanks. :) I wished I had photographic memory so I can remember everything I saw in detail.. but I dont. so I'll just try to recall as best as possible. :) first round i saw two snails. one of them was crushed.. someone must have stepped on it. after that i started looking down while jogging to watch out for snails. second round no other snails on the ground. the others must have learned their lesson. i saw willie. (or willy, I never knew the spelling.) he's a labrador owned by one of the residents in my block.. i first saw him when i was p5 or p6, and attempted to bite my leg off when i waved at him. this time i knew better, so i just looked at him and smiled. third round i also saw two people playing badminton. one of them, the girl, looked like suhui's sister. haha. fourth round after a second look i realised that the two people playing badminton were father and daughter. seeing this triggered off some childhood memories.. i seldom got to do anything with my dad when i was small, cos he was always busy working. but i spent a lot of time with my sister. we used to play badminton too, in the house (haha) and we hardly managed to keep a game going for more than two or three hits. still, those times were fun. :) fifth round father and daughter still playing. they played in silence, like me and my dad if we ever get a chance to do things like this. but both my dad and i are naturally quiet people, so i never found the silence really awkward at all. sixth round saw the woman with the yorkshire terrier go inside the house with willie (or willy) in it. so thats why she looked so familiar.. cos she's willie's (or willy's) owner. :D i was tempted to say hi and ask if she remembered me, but i only met her two or three times before, more than 4 years ago, so i dont think she'd recognise me anyway. seventh round the train hasn't departed yet. ------- things i have to do for the week
no progress. :( i feel very guilty.. but oh well. no use regretting. and the week isnt over yet. :) ------- haven't been listening to songs lately so i'll just put a book recommendation. never let me go by kazuo ishiguro. do yourself a favour and read it. ------- i dunno if you ever come here anymore. but i really hope you're ok. with you it's like watching a person behind closed doors, and im always standing right behind, unsure of what to do or say. cos i do care about you. i wish you hadn't closed the door on all of us. ------- |
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