Today I ponned school - because I felt like it. Besides, I didn't have lessons. There was supposed to be investiture for CT and other stuff, then lessons at 10.20 but the thing is, I have a break at 10.20 all the way to the end of school, which was 11.35 because it was supposed to be a 'half-day'. Sooo might as well don't go to school right? :)
I woke up at 9, then bathed and got ready for training. Took the train to woodlands and took the circle line! First time ever. I realised the circle line IS actually quite good. So yeah, alighted at Stadium station and walked all the way to Macs at Kallang. Breakfast/brunched with Annabel, Gracia and Mel and talked about looooooads of stuff. Saucy news! (x Then Joanne and Grace came and after talking for a while, we went over to Valhall for training. Training was the usual, although I'm not used to playing on Gerflor at Valhall, and that the place is so damn stuffy and small that I couldn't train properly. At the end of training, MJ guys came! Turns out that they had booked the court after us. Interesting.. Haha but unfortunately they were only the J1s, not the main team. So yeah, bathed and slacked for a while. Checked out the sticks at the shop and I went crazy! They imported so many new floorball sticks. Unihoc, Canadien, Exel. I loved the curve sticks! Just waiting and waiting for the Exel Doublecurve. After a while, I went back home alone. Long, lonely walks. Gotta love 'em. It made me think about everything that's been happening.
I miss my friends. I have friends at VJ, but none I can really click with. None I can be myself with. None I can truly confide in. I know people keep saying that it takes time, but its been nearly 4 months and I still don't know whats happening to me in VJ. Everyday I just feel .. lost. I go for lectures, go for tutorials, talk to people, play floorball. But I don't see a purpose behind me doing all that, except of course playing floorball. I feel as though I'm stuck somewhere I don't like, but I can never leave. Sometimes I just sit in the canteen, watching the world go by. People eating, talking, laughing, thinking, studying. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm the only one who goes through this shit. Being in JC, just sucks. I barely even have time, or a place to do my prayers. I'm sad. There is no peace in my life, only stress and pressure. God, help me like you've always did. I need to find my way back to the right path.
Vicky.
I woke up at 9, then bathed and got ready for training. Took the train to woodlands and took the circle line! First time ever. I realised the circle line IS actually quite good. So yeah, alighted at Stadium station and walked all the way to Macs at Kallang. Breakfast/brunched with Annabel, Gracia and Mel and talked about looooooads of stuff. Saucy news! (x Then Joanne and Grace came and after talking for a while, we went over to Valhall for training. Training was the usual, although I'm not used to playing on Gerflor at Valhall, and that the place is so damn stuffy and small that I couldn't train properly. At the end of training, MJ guys came! Turns out that they had booked the court after us. Interesting.. Haha but unfortunately they were only the J1s, not the main team. So yeah, bathed and slacked for a while. Checked out the sticks at the shop and I went crazy! They imported so many new floorball sticks. Unihoc, Canadien, Exel. I loved the curve sticks! Just waiting and waiting for the Exel Doublecurve. After a while, I went back home alone. Long, lonely walks. Gotta love 'em. It made me think about everything that's been happening.
I miss my friends. I have friends at VJ, but none I can really click with. None I can be myself with. None I can truly confide in. I know people keep saying that it takes time, but its been nearly 4 months and I still don't know whats happening to me in VJ. Everyday I just feel .. lost. I go for lectures, go for tutorials, talk to people, play floorball. But I don't see a purpose behind me doing all that, except of course playing floorball. I feel as though I'm stuck somewhere I don't like, but I can never leave. Sometimes I just sit in the canteen, watching the world go by. People eating, talking, laughing, thinking, studying. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm the only one who goes through this shit. Being in JC, just sucks. I barely even have time, or a place to do my prayers. I'm sad. There is no peace in my life, only stress and pressure. God, help me like you've always did. I need to find my way back to the right path.
Vicky.