I HATE THE UNCERTAINTY! omgggg *empathizes with othello* feel like stabbing all the desdemonacommanderwhoreZ. after carefully planning this weekend (which would have been seriously relatively wonderful compared to other bookouts), they sprung a guard duty on us at the start of the week! stayover at xb house on fri night, celebrate MAF sat night, last mushroom gathering on sun afternoon. so everything put on hold cos i don't know which day i'll kena (thurs fri sat or sun). wait forever then i tio sunday. thenn got many cockups and fri ppl must shift here and shift there and i dared to hope. but noooo extinguished. after calming myself (can't really get myself out of the depression tho) i replanned the entire weekend. made all the rearrangements and settled for a much-compromised (angerZ) course of action.
then my friend suggested buying a fri duty instead... at that point in time i was already emotionally stabilized. gathered a lot of emotional inertia le... and that's when i realized how much courage u require to allow yourself to hope again, esp after experiencing so much disappointment. cynicism is a form of refuge see? solace in security. in the end i did attempt to buy time (yes i openly declare that i am an enthusiastic customer in time-trading) but the ppl doing fri had ramadan commitments. hopes dashed once again.
and the worst... after getting delayed, they hit us with a "oh for sun duty must book in at 6 pm cos that's the last ferry". and my vision of having dinner with my family, then lazing around and fighting off the sianness of booking in at my own time just crumbled into dust. pure, gravelly, fine and sandy dust. utterly sucky.
seriously gotta come up with my litany against sianness. prayyyyyyyyyy desperately~ that next 2 weeks don't get confined.
Name: Foo Guo Zhong Melvyn
Age: 19+
Affiliations: MSHS (Pri), Rosyth, RI, RJC, SFX (LoG)
Bday: 14th Nov
Email: mel_protoss@hotmail.com
I HATE THE UNCERTAINTY! omgggg *empathizes with othello* feel like stabbing all the desdemonacommanderwhoreZ. after carefully planning this weekend (which would have been seriously relatively wonderful compared to other bookouts), they sprung a guard duty on us at the start of the week! stayover at xb house on fri night, celebrate MAF sat night, last mushroom gathering on sun afternoon. so everything put on hold cos i don't know which day i'll kena (thurs fri sat or sun). wait forever then i tio sunday. thenn got many cockups and fri ppl must shift here and shift there and i dared to hope. but noooo extinguished. after calming myself (can't really get myself out of the depression tho) i replanned the entire weekend. made all the rearrangements and settled for a much-compromised (angerZ) course of action.
then my friend suggested buying a fri duty instead... at that point in time i was already emotionally stabilized. gathered a lot of emotional inertia le... and that's when i realized how much courage u require to allow yourself to hope again, esp after experiencing so much disappointment. cynicism is a form of refuge see? solace in security. in the end i did attempt to buy time (yes i openly declare that i am an enthusiastic customer in time-trading) but the ppl doing fri had ramadan commitments. hopes dashed once again.
and the worst... after getting delayed, they hit us with a "oh for sun duty must book in at 6 pm cos that's the last ferry". and my vision of having dinner with my family, then lazing around and fighting off the sianness of booking in at my own time just crumbled into dust. pure, gravelly, fine and sandy dust. utterly sucky.
seriously gotta come up with my litany against sianness. prayyyyyyyyyy desperately~ that next 2 weeks don't get confined.