absolutum dominium

For the lack of a better title.

Well, this post will actually cover 2 days, Sat and today, but what the hell. It's my blog after all.

So anyway let's start off Saturday with training. Sat's the only day David comes around to coach us, and we get the big boat again. For tt reason, I feel tt Sat's training is never as tough as Mona's training, coz David doesn't push as as much as she does. The endurance set was a shorter distance, and even though we were pulling the tyre more it didn't feel as bad as on the weekday trainings where the boat seemed to stagnate in the water.

The strange thing is tt, I felt more tired. Like, really. I just felt really tired after David's training. I don't know why, coz relatively speaking it's not the most xiong training tt we've gone through. But when I was doing my pull-ups, I was so so so tired. It took more of an effort than usual. Even Wendz admitted I was heavier to support than usual. The run kinda killed me too, but thanks to Meiping and Mona I survived. :) Thank you girls for staying by me and keeping me going and being patient with me even though I'm so far behind.

Oh, and um... I'm not very sure about my stroke. I would like to think tt I'm doing everything I'm supposed to, but I might be deluded, so if I'm not doing something right just tell me.

Ooh. But David made us charge for 60 strokes. I don't know if tt was intentional. But it was one of those "you think you really cannot do it" moments, tt somehow you just manage to do it anyway (though where you got tt extra strength from you really have no idea), and you feel really really good after tt. Good.

Training ended earlier. Like around 5.35pm we were done. Now that was another surprising thing. WOW. Usually we end at 6pm. So I rushed to bathe and everything, only to realise tt I didn't actually have to since the friend that I was meeting later messaged me to say tt he would be an hour late. ARGH.

Spent over one and a half hours wandering through Suntec City. I just *knew* I should have joined my girls at Beach Road first, coz I was so so tired and my legs were so sore from walking around and I couldn't find a place to sit down ANYWHERE at all coz it was so fucking crowded. I was carrying my bag, shoe bag and paddle around furthermore, and people kept WALKING INTO my paddle, and then giving me the evil eye. Don't know what their fucking problem is. It's not my fault tt you're fucking blind.

But the upside is tt I managed to get 2 white long-sleeve shirts from G2000, so I have more white shirts to wear with my black pants! Goodie. I wanna do an internship at a lawwwwwwww firm... *pout* I want the glamourous lifestyle of wearing black white and blazer and working in Raffles Place. Even though I'll have to work like a dog and get paid peanuts. But well... I can't anyway coz my training makes it impossible to find a 9-5 job anywhere. Oh, and as I was browsing through Topshop the male sales assistant came up to me and asked excitedly if I was carrying a dragonboat paddle. When I replied in the affirmative, he started asking me about dragonboat and whether training was tough. Coz apparently he wants to join the Ngee Ann dragonboat team but he was told by his friends tt training was too xiong. I told him tt no matter how xiong training may be, it's always manageable as long as you have the heart for it. So I told him to try it out. He looked happy.

In the end I walked back to City Hall. Saw Kym Ng and Quan Yifeng along Citilink Mall. He came up to me from behind in City Hall and graciously took my paddle and shoe bag from me. Thank goodness. The both of them were fucking heavy and bloody troublesome to lug around. And I get so many stares as if I'm an alien from some strange planet from everyone around me. ARGH.

We ended up in Subway coz I was famished and according to him Subway was probably the only place with seats left. We were lucky. So over my sandwich we sort of caught up on whatever we had missed, and I think I was talking and complaining about everything under the sun. Oh, and bro, it's true. He's exactly like KJ in terms of personality. I can't even begin to describe, but I think you've hit the nail right on.

after tt we walked through the esplanade from the basement where we paused to watch the hip-hop and breakdancers freestyle, and then to the outside past the june race course. he told me tt he's taking a tango and jive dance class now, which i can't imagine actually, and i admitted tt i miss dancing. i miss dancing, i miss taekwondo. i miss sparring and kicking and breaking boards. but i just don't have the time to do this now. well. i do actually, but i know i will burn out if i do.

and by the esplanade bay there was a french performance tt was incredibly funny, so we stayed and watched. then i was telling him about onyx and dxo while i was at it coz we happened to be there, and so he wanted to see how dxo looks like. when i told him about how uncles and aunties had apparently called up the dxo management to ask if this club had 'a gym', because it was owned by ntuc, he said tt this would probably be a club tt uncle tony would go to once he started working, since he behaves quite 'uncle' already.

we headed back to starbucks coffee at city hall coz my legs were tiring out again and we needed a drink. of course lah, no coffee for me. ended up with a raspberry frappacino. then he met a colleague from the navy and we ended up having a conversation with him (or rather i became the spectator of a conversation between them) about people and going-ons in the navy. it was incredibly funny. oh gosh. i didn't know how how MUCH travelling you do with the navy until last night.

he admitted tt when his ship travelled to pattaya (one of the sin cities of Thailand), they had quite a bit of 'fun' there. he says tt's why his other female friends condemn the navy. Say tt naval officers make good friends, but lousy boyfriends. He's surprised I don't condemn the Navy. I replied tt it's because I'm not tt innocent to begin with. I never was. And furthermore the Police isn't exactly tt clean either. It's just tt there's a lot tt's not said. :)

We hung around till almost 12am. Then he took the last MRT home. I'd already missed my last bus, so I had to take a cab. I'm really going to go broke this holiday.

Anyway today I forgot to take my resting heart rate (as requested by Mona) coz I'd been rudely awakened by my father. My mom's PMS-ing again, so he wanted me to 'give her a hand'. Of course, my mom forever "doesn't need my help", so in the end I decided to just wash my clothes and shoes. Oh, and I found the washing powder, so I washed my shoes with washing powder AND Jif (or Cif) today. Wahaha.

My parents were leaving for Brunei today. I HAVE 2 DAYS OF FREEDOM!!! Whoopie! I have the entire fucking house to myself for 2 whole days! I'm ecstatic. Even tho my dad a) will call me every night to make sure I am home; and b) my parents have given me things to make sure I am kept occupied. As of today I have been ordered to sweep the garden, vacuum the house (both upstairs and downstairs), wash both my parents' cars and water the plants. Of course, I will only water the plants coz they will die if I don't. I already told my father tt I will only do the rest if I can still lift my arm after training.

Anyway I saw my parents off to the airport. It was quite funny coz I was wearing my 'Single and Available' Nike T-Shirt, so while helping my parents to check their bags in, this ang moh guy started hitting on me. It was totally hilarious. He was like "Hey, I'm single too! Maybe we should get to know each other better!"

And I was totally flattered coz this guy was CUTE. He was probably one of those Aussie surfer dudes, coz he was tall and tanned with long blonde hair (tied back in a pony tail) and blue eyes, he was dressed in Rip Curl T-shirt and berms, and he had the cutest accent. UNFORTUNATELY, with your MOM and DAD next to you, you cannot say very much. So in the end I had to turn down his joking offers of "Can I at least hold your hand, please?" laughingly.

But it was so cute. Highlight of my Sunday. Getting propositioned by a cute Aussie surfer dude. Something most S'porean guys would never be bold enough (or charming enough) to pull off anyway. But I have to stop wearing that 'Single' shirt in public. Fucking embarassing.

We had Crystal Jade for lunch (Changi Airport has a lot of good restaurants! Gosh!), after which I took the MRT back home. Stopped by to buy bananas from Bugis, and oh gosh it was raining so FUCKING HEAVILY my mood totally changed coz I was cold and fucking wet. But the market uncle who sold me the Del Monte bananas was pretty nice. I didn't haggle, but he charged me $6.50 for 3 bunches, and he let me keep my wallet and everything first before handing me the bananas.

And so here I am, back home. I've got chicken to be microwaved for my dinner later. I'm settled and content.