Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Meh, I came back to KL on Saturday night. My dad dropped me off at Larkin and I got onboard the bus. Well, remember I mentioned that the trip down to JB was good, unlike all the times? Well, going up, it was annoying, unlike all my previous trips. There was some moron sitting behind me, who spoke with the LOUDEST voice! I mean, geez! Like when he was talking on the phone, his volume was at a level that wanted everyone to know he wore red underwear! Okay, I made that up, but you get my point.
Freaking nuisance. He also kicked my seat quite a few times too. Zzz. Anyhoo, I wanted to train up a bit back in KL, so I brought my weights from JB onboard. I wanted to bring the entire set (20kg total) but it was freaking tiring to carry all that with all of my luggage. Not to mention bringing it across half the country wasn't the pleasant thing to do. So I brought 10kg worth, which was still freaking tiring with all my luggage, and needing to take public transport and still go home from the station only made it worse. I think I had a workout like that!
Next morning I walked to the LRT station since there was no one at home. And on the way, it rained, heavily. Zzz. Luckily I was carrying a coat, so I covered my Bible, although I was soaked in the progress. I reached church just on time and attended the very final service. It was a special service, that weekend was the drama production "Will You Marry Me". Heh, about 4 girls and guys who have their love lives intertwined with each other. Kinda hard to explain, but it was very enjoyable. There was a lot less dancing than last year's drama, but story-line wise, it was much better. Also, since I attended the last service, which didn't have the special dance, I missed personal Cindy's dance. Awww...
Anyway, the next day was the church family day. It was like a mini carnival of sorts. There was also the blood donation drive. I went for it, heh, making it my 9th blood donation. They also told me not to play any sports or do any form of exercise in the next 24 hours. Of course, though... I'm a psyko, do I ever listen?
I went out of the church building for the rest of the other activities. I tried a few, but my favourite was the basketball. in 40 seconds, from a certain distance, shoot as many as you can. The current record was 14. I tried, and ended up with 10 only. I tried again, and got 8! So I stopped and watched the other cellgroup members play. Vonny ended up with 10, and Linda with 12! Heck, I wasn't gonna get beaten by a girl, so I played one more time. This time I focused really well, but at the same time I had a larger audience than before, which also made me nervous. So I shot the first one in, and continued, till I hit 15! Woots, I was the champion! And the roar of the crowd also felt damn nice. The best male and best female were supposed to challenge each other and the winner would get the prize. Since it was only Linda and I, a victory for either of us would have meant we shared the prize.
Then came in Patrick, some guy I don't know, but heard his name. He came in after the single gender part was done, but still asked for one more try (he's the one with the record of 14 earlier). He tried one time, and when he knew he couldn't win, he gave up before the time ended, making everyone go "Huh?" Then the time keeper gave him another chance, saying he had more time than what he thought. So he shot again, and repeated the same thing. Three times. Each time he got to try again (for free, I paid everytime I played). On the fourth try, he finally scored 16. Meh, what the hell. He and Linda competed he and won. Zzz. Cheap eh?
After that, I felt like collapsing. I've heard of people fainting and all, and I know a few friends who have. But I've always wondered, how does it feel like to faint? Are they that weak? Well, I had my first (almost) after the basketball. I was dead tired after my 3rd round, and I really felt like blacking out. Never felt this before, and I didn't expect a lack of one bag of blood to be that tiring. Pfft. It feels... like, you're super sleepy, but not in the yawning way. It's like, how a battery fades, you just slowly drift off into the dark. Something like that.
The next few days were at school, to complete some assignments. JT (no, not Justin Timberlake) would give me some assignments, a significant portion of which was tracing. So in the span of 3 days, I had to do 40 assignments. GEEZ! That's more torture than I had in the previous semester! And I managed to finish it too. I guess pressure really helps huh? I checked my results too, and ended up with straight B's.
I watched Final Destination 4 with Ruz on Friday. LOL! Freaking funny, all the deaths. Exaggerated and absurd, but gory. Just plain fun to watch all the deaths, nothing else. I went for the subzone combined meeting after, which was a bigger cellgroup meeting of sorts, to get to know some of the new friends better, and basically get to catch up with the people in our subzone.
After everything, a few of us were hanging around, doing stupid stuff. For example, Vonny giving me her hair.