[C'EST MOI]
living paradox. individualist with anarchistic tendencies.
eludes eminence but appreciates subtle recognition.
capricious yet dependable. clandestine and unfathomable.
cynical realist who succumbs to the occasional idealism.
[J'AIME]
music. films. feasting & drinking. team sports.
good company; family, friends and those who share similar interests.
A very quick update before I plonk myself on my bed and fall into deep sleep instantly;
IH Squash match against Hall 5 We won we won we won we won we won we won we won! 'Nuff said.
The rest of my day I can't really remember.
Other than working almost non-stop at the lab since after lunch, I think my day pretty much flew by without anything interesting happening. Which is good in a way. Given my current energy level, I might not be able to cope with too much excitement *gulp*
Fatigue is really bad for the brain.
I can't think clearly - whatever is heard is not registered. Like during the sports meeting just now, I know my 'boss' was talking and disseminating information but I just couldn't retain anything.
Yikes.
All I remember is how I noticed almost everyone else is charred with brown (some already black. literally) and peeling skin with some pinkish burnt areas (sunblock, people!); while I'm still far from tan.
I'm probably the only person who has yet to play a single outdoor IH sport this season (thank goodness squash is NOT exposed to the natural elements) because of my lab attachment, and I really feel for the players who are playing like up to 10 sports.
It's crazy.
I played like 3 sports last season and was already suffering from multiple aches and sores, much less those who have trainings and match from 9am to 6pm almost EVERY day.
Hang in there...
[Time of Confession] 12:10 AM 0 Wisecracks for Me
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