chapalang.

For once in my whole blogging life, I'm going to say anything that comes to mind and blog like those normal bored human beings who waste most of their lives away in front of computers describing what they had done in the day-noon-night, without attempting to use any bombastic words to impress anyone or telling any jokes to brighten up your day in whatsoever way. So unless u r realli interested in my life or genuinely concerned about me, I suggest u ignore this entry and read something else. 'Surf' some other sites if you will.

Today WAS a fun day. I tried windsurfing. I was super energetic. Falling and climbing back up and falling and climbing again. It's bloody difficult to balance on the board with the sail up. I was ecstatic the moment I can stay upright for more than 5secs and traveled for bt 5metres b4 I fell over. I never felt happier falling. The water's there to break your fall and it feels damn good to get wet! Woohoo~ Then I got up to try again and again and again, till I could balance pretty ok on top, even though I still din manage to do a proper turn successfully. At the end of the whole session, I realised I had orh cheys (blueblacks) all over my knees and elbows from the countless number of climbs up to the board after I fell. If the gor chiams & zik kaks (50cents n 1 dollar) marks on my body are real, I'd be a millionaire.// Countless scars in and out. I was dead tired after windsurfing. Gloomy night, coupled with my lethargy, apprehension and disquieting thoughts - I went just a bit crazy after seeing a different group of ppl altogether.. was lost halfway in the transition. Hope everyone out there is well. Those that I truly care about -you know who you are-. Tomorrow will be a better day. For you and me.