Okay, so I haven't blogged for a long time.
Blame it on the hectic shedule that I face everyday.
Wonder how people like Nicole and Ngik Hiong managed to update their blog regularly.
Lucky people~
Had a crazy conversation with Ngik Hiong last night.
It's been so long since I laughed so heartily
at something as trivial as noticing how many times someone changed their clothes.
It made me think back to the NP gathering we had a few week ago.
I realised how much I missed everyone.
AHS and AHNP.
Shooting's pretty okay.
I look forward to shooting sometimes.
But I can't help making comparisons to AHNP.
Somehow, the feeling in MJShooting is different from AHNP.
I was hoping fervently that I could perhaps re-capture the feelings in AHNP through shooting.
But,
turns out that it was simply wishful thinking on my part.
I can't truely let go of myself like how I used to be able to.
Even hanging around friends can get really tiring.
I have to be mindful of what I say and do
as some people are a little sensitive.
I can't do this; can't say this; cant...
It feels like I'm losing sight of myself.
Somehow, chatting with Ngik Hiong last night made me realise that
she seems to be my only form of connection to our past.
I must say that it made me treasure her more.
Chalet tonight.
Hopefully it won't feel awkward.
It's awkward enough, not knowing how to react to someone.
I feel so bad actually, ignoring that person
just because I don't know how to react to him.
Blame it on the hectic shedule that I face everyday.
Wonder how people like Nicole and Ngik Hiong managed to update their blog regularly.
Lucky people~
Had a crazy conversation with Ngik Hiong last night.
It's been so long since I laughed so heartily
at something as trivial as noticing how many times someone changed their clothes.
It made me think back to the NP gathering we had a few week ago.
I realised how much I missed everyone.
AHS and AHNP.
Shooting's pretty okay.
I look forward to shooting sometimes.
But I can't help making comparisons to AHNP.
Somehow, the feeling in MJShooting is different from AHNP.
I was hoping fervently that I could perhaps re-capture the feelings in AHNP through shooting.
But,
turns out that it was simply wishful thinking on my part.
I can't truely let go of myself like how I used to be able to.
Even hanging around friends can get really tiring.
I have to be mindful of what I say and do
as some people are a little sensitive.
I can't do this; can't say this; cant...
It feels like I'm losing sight of myself.
Somehow, chatting with Ngik Hiong last night made me realise that
she seems to be my only form of connection to our past.
I must say that it made me treasure her more.
Chalet tonight.
Hopefully it won't feel awkward.
It's awkward enough, not knowing how to react to someone.
I feel so bad actually, ignoring that person
just because I don't know how to react to him.
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