♠ Saturday, February 23, 2008
four guys, a basketball & a bottle of whiskey
wmp: funeral for a friend, hours
it was a grueling drive down to the airport. and such a chore to park the vehicle. with the car, its been only enjoyable cruising down a 3am clear road. we had a sumptuous one at popeyes. i thought the bolster abuse was hilarious. and then we saw huimin left for the second time. eventually, t'were four of us, midnight at the basketball court fumbling with the ball, and the realisation of my lack of stamina. we took a dip in the pool before heading out for supper and then back to my place where we briefly touched on the bottle of chivas. drinks are optional, but i kinda like spending late nights with the people i've had a memorable history with. we tend to talk abt the past, and things we never knew happened. so comes the end of this week. i wonder whats gonna follow. come monday i'm gonna make a couple of calls and see what comes out of 'em. the rest of the days will be spent at home tying up some of the loose ends of my life. i could finish my model kit for good even though the level of satisfaction of it being completed will be slightly lower now that i had clumsily sealed my fingerprints with a layer of top coat. i could tidy up my room, continue throwing the piles of lecture notes everywhere before burning them away. i could go to the gym, for a swim, roller blading even. lotsa nights out having supper. and if i get lucky, we get to go to the beach at the end of the week. at the end of it all, i'm just waiting for something to happen. haha, dad's right. jorn was alive and kickin' at 7:05:00 PM 0 comments ![]() |
5478 days to the final paper +/-1
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