i'm socially inept. i dun wanna venture out to meet ppl cos its just so tiring making conversation. feel more comfortable yakking to ppl i know. dun need to state the obvious of where i come from, where i studied, what i did (?) for a living, what have i been doing, what do i plan to do, how do i spend my waking hours, yada yada. its just so draining having to explain the same things to so many ppl. i gave up. this week, the only person i conversed with was my driving instructor. and its not just because she is indeed a very nice lady (have i praised the locals for their impeccable behaviour so far? other than the youths and school going kids, who zip crazily on their bikes and make hell of a noise anywhere including enclosed spaces like the public bus! PARENTS! CONTROL YOUR DARN KIDS!) but seeing as we were stuck with each other for a full 2hours this week in an even smaller enclosed space (her car!), it would be pretty awkward if the entire time she's belting out instructions to me (turn left! bear right! stop!! pull your hand brake! blah blah!)
3.5 more working days. my mind is on holiday! last evening's kickboxing class totally killed me! i huffed and puffed and threatened to punch my imaginary opponent senseless, but in the end, it was i that suffered, not the air molecules that got knocked around. my body is aching like a 90-year-old who's just completed 100 push-ups. i couldn't sleep last night because of the pain. i had to wake hao-e up to massage my shoulder-blades which were so sore and is still kicking up a ruckus behind me. my gosh! i tis old and feeble.
Comments