Dad is away, I'm going away too. Not far, but still, away from home. I kinda miss home even before i move out. Singapore aint that big i know, but something seems to be missing.. Like a strong presence disappearing.. I swear i'm going to think up a list of makanan for mom to whip up when i get home every week..
Sent boon to TP for training this morning. I missed Tembusu Grove, missed training in the rain, setting up and clearing the range, loading trolley with bottles, writing reflections and update on weather condition in my training notebook before debrief, mental calculation on scores, indulging in being an optimistic pessimist, bow exercises, the long warm up and super short cool down, stringing up bows, fletching. yes, even fletching. oh. and i missed the food. =(
Driving along old tampines road brings back memories of the bus 72, Mac ice-cream, GV outings and Bedok int celebration after papers with the girls. Bitching about you-know-who, the stories that we never seem to get bored of. Saffron is now on a scale so large i couldnt piece my experiences at that small place in a corner of business with the current building near the pool. Saffron used to be this cosy small restaurant hidden from the nasty customers of the leaders of tomorrow for noobs waitstaffs to test out their skills and have fun. Now it seems like an outlet for people with money to spare and staffs that are there for upgrading of skills instead of a place for learning from scratch. It kinda hit me that the course has progressed this far ever since the IR project started AND me graduating.
I dunno what sparked off this emo session but i guess i have to reassure myself yet again that there's nothing to worry about, coz change is the only constant.
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