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I find blogging such a chore nowadays, which explains why this space is so pathetic.
School's out and Summer's finally here, but it isnt as fulfilling as i thought it to be. Probably because i don't have a job yet? I admit i'm picky and i am apprehensive about going back to work as a TM (the thought of having to go back to that place and pick up the phone just irks me ttm), so i guess i would just have to make do with tuition and event-based jobs which translates to low income. I bet my coffers will be emptied after the Germany trip, speaking of which, i CANNOT wait for it to come!
Samba prac's taking up plenty of my time, and with choreography pracs pracs have intensified to 4/5 times per week. I have a love-hate relationship with Samba. I like it when we play together as a band, i like it when the audience gives us looks of approval and the praises we receive definitely make my day. Yet i totally abhor that feeling when prac ends, my shoulders ache like mad and i just can't wait to get home to hit the sacks and there are times when i get so stressed out and pracs become a bore, making me want to skip pracs altogether. Nonetheless, i believe that all these hard work's gonna pay off handsomely when we perform at Germany :D
I've also been wanting to drive around since it's Summer but i guess there's this streak of bad luck that just keeps hitting on me i swear. I don't know why but nowadays EACH AND EVERY TIME i drive out something (even if its minor) HAS TO HAPPEN and i can't help but think that maybe i'm not fated to drive again. From forgetting to switch off the headlights and having to trouble my cousin to come down to save me cause the battery died, to mounting kerbs, and yesterday's incident was the ultimate (I SWEAR NEVER TO DRIVE TO TOWN EVER AGAIN!). Decided to drive to town after dialogue session with Retard since i haven't been on the roads for almost a month. Wrong timing cause the traffic was mega heavy i was so afraid i would bang into the car beside/ahead of me. It took us almost an hour to get to town, winner right. The highlight was when i stupidly and conveniently forgot there was an ERP gantry ahead and only realized it <10m before the gantry. So i hurriedly tried to slot the Cashcard into the IU but the screen kept on flashing 'Err' even after multiple tries damnit. By then i hogged up the traffic (it was a single lane) and the bus behind started honking at me so at the FINAL try i inserted the Cashcard the right way BUT i think it was too late by the time we passed the gantry so the ERP fee didn't get deducted from the Cashcard (summon beckons). By then i was so traumatised i couldn't even figure out the way to Ion which we intended to park the car at. Parking was full at Ion and when we eventually found a lot i had to do parallel parking which i totally couldn't! Gave up after 5 mins and since there weren't any other lots available i had find another place to park, which meant that i paid the $3.74/entry parking fee for turning around in Ion carpark and not being able to find any parking lot. Traumatised + pissed was exactly how i felt and it was so hard to focus i made a detour and paid another ERP fare (YET AGAIN), and i couldn't even park properly because of that (Retard had to help me park the car). Got so shaken and i swore never to drive to town again. Terrifying much?
School's out and Summer's finally here, but it isnt as fulfilling as i thought it to be. Probably because i don't have a job yet? I admit i'm picky and i am apprehensive about going back to work as a TM (the thought of having to go back to that place and pick up the phone just irks me ttm), so i guess i would just have to make do with tuition and event-based jobs which translates to low income. I bet my coffers will be emptied after the Germany trip, speaking of which, i CANNOT wait for it to come!
Samba prac's taking up plenty of my time, and with choreography pracs pracs have intensified to 4/5 times per week. I have a love-hate relationship with Samba. I like it when we play together as a band, i like it when the audience gives us looks of approval and the praises we receive definitely make my day. Yet i totally abhor that feeling when prac ends, my shoulders ache like mad and i just can't wait to get home to hit the sacks and there are times when i get so stressed out and pracs become a bore, making me want to skip pracs altogether. Nonetheless, i believe that all these hard work's gonna pay off handsomely when we perform at Germany :D
I've also been wanting to drive around since it's Summer but i guess there's this streak of bad luck that just keeps hitting on me i swear. I don't know why but nowadays EACH AND EVERY TIME i drive out something (even if its minor) HAS TO HAPPEN and i can't help but think that maybe i'm not fated to drive again. From forgetting to switch off the headlights and having to trouble my cousin to come down to save me cause the battery died, to mounting kerbs, and yesterday's incident was the ultimate (I SWEAR NEVER TO DRIVE TO TOWN EVER AGAIN!). Decided to drive to town after dialogue session with Retard since i haven't been on the roads for almost a month. Wrong timing cause the traffic was mega heavy i was so afraid i would bang into the car beside/ahead of me. It took us almost an hour to get to town, winner right. The highlight was when i stupidly and conveniently forgot there was an ERP gantry ahead and only realized it <10m before the gantry. So i hurriedly tried to slot the Cashcard into the IU but the screen kept on flashing 'Err' even after multiple tries damnit. By then i hogged up the traffic (it was a single lane) and the bus behind started honking at me so at the FINAL try i inserted the Cashcard the right way BUT i think it was too late by the time we passed the gantry so the ERP fee didn't get deducted from the Cashcard (summon beckons). By then i was so traumatised i couldn't even figure out the way to Ion which we intended to park the car at. Parking was full at Ion and when we eventually found a lot i had to do parallel parking which i totally couldn't! Gave up after 5 mins and since there weren't any other lots available i had find another place to park, which meant that i paid the $3.74/entry parking fee for turning around in Ion carpark and not being able to find any parking lot. Traumatised + pissed was exactly how i felt and it was so hard to focus i made a detour and paid another ERP fare (YET AGAIN), and i couldn't even park properly because of that (Retard had to help me park the car). Got so shaken and i swore never to drive to town again. Terrifying much?