Firestorm

Couldn’t really decide on anything to write about these few weeks. So yeah, explains my absence.

Last Saturday was my first (and probably only) Survival session. It was at Punggol Jetty and there is actually a forest there. I did cooking with Chuanyu, and our group passed it. The chicken looked fabulous, coupled with the ‘pepper’ and ‘parsley’ aka ash and dried grass. Yikes. So that’s all about it. Oh, and on the way back a 1 inch big orange spider jumped out of my bag and onto the bus window before crawling away.

Stepping onto clay is fun. You get a brand new sole for your worn out shoe and at that instant you realise that you can moonwalk and do all the things with your feet that you could only imagine about. I also managed to ruin my lighter by trying to burn a twig. The twig didn’t catch fire but the heat was too much for the spark plug to take. It melted and dropped onto the ground sizzling. How nice of it.

Damn. I still smell of ash. And I’m having a feverish feeling now, which spells disaster. Hope a sleep can rectify that.

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Had CME interview with Mr Ng today. Thoroughly enjoyed it, it was like the usual deep thought-provoking philosophical discussions that I like. Made me think about loads of stuff too.

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Hate to end it on this note but here’s a shoutout to that someone. Seriously WHAT is your problem with me? Seizing every opportunity you can to bash me? Not that I want you to accept and like me, but there is a fine line between bashing me for what I do and for who I am, and I think you just crossed this line. That’s a very low blow and I don’t blame you at all. I was brought up to believe that if I don’t have anything nice to say, it is better not to say anything. YOU must have missed that lesson.

Wonder if the meaning of “Celebrate diversity” goes through your thick skull. If it is about ideals then you and I can agree to disagree on that. But no. You must push me to the point where it takes all my self-control to keep my cool. Again and again you hit and run instead of telling me outright. Probably you wouldn’t have anything to justify your actions then. Since you’ll probably be nothing but a face that happened to be in 4 years of my life, I won’t even bother to confront you. Oh wait, you didn’t do anything wrong! So I’m just here venting my feelings to make myself feel better in class.

You seem desperate and in need of an identity. Need help? My suggestion: You are a coward. Oh yes now you do belong to a category. Cause you see, you hide yourself behind that ego and think that if you stay there you’ll be fine. You step on people whom you think is worse than you just to offer some consolation to that pathetic person inside of you. Have you ever seen what you’re really like?

Scum of the earth! Crawl back to your imaginary fortress and hope that we won’t cross paths again. For if you come back into my life, I’ll be waiting.