hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again
hah! the skirmish pinnball was superb! good dirty fun! came back with a couple of briuses. the place was fantastic (not air-conditioned fantastic), juz tt their mock fighting area was like the real thing. we had junk yard war, air bag barrier war, wood sniper challenge and there were many more mock places. there's only one place in s'pore that has this skirmish stuff but it uncomparable to the ones here. u can't give the excuse tt s'pore has land constraints please! i tot bout that and i tot again, hey.... why expand horizantally when u can do it vertically? well, instead of covering a vast area of land, u could build or make use of a building and set the levels can't u? maybe our local ppl aren't exposed enough, there's more to life than just shopping, work, eating and soccer (u get wud i mean la).
talked to one of the r-karat klan the day before skirmish. seemed like 2004 is the year for accidents for my bunch of friends. opening ceremony was me, 18th jan. followed by idWos (his r is karat) and followed by the oth 2 when i got back. i hope they're the closing ceremony la. i admire how traumatised accident victims could get over their PTSD quickly. me? i still have my symptoms of PTSD. blame it on my lymbic system i guess. heh! on the way to skirmish, we passed by a one line road (the no overtaking road la). we saw some trees with crucifix and flowers arnd me and i suddenly tensed up. the date didn't help either, it was my 8th month anniversaryof the accident! heh! i felt like crying, seriously. to think tt u could lose ur life juz like that. unorepared, no prayers, no time to say goodbye.... sheesh! i juz wonder how the 3 could get over their fear so easily. i suffer no broken bones while they had at least dislocated theirs. does this difficulty of getting over a fear show weakness itself or does it show passion and appreciation? passionate bout the incident? and appreciation bout life itself? does it even show regret and apprehension? i dunno... i guess it depends on how ppl interpret it. for me, i just can't simply let go. i can't hepl getting flashbacks at every right bends and whenever i hear the song that we last heard right before the accident. i can't sleep during car rides, no matter how sleepy i am.
oh well.... life's meant to be lived... there's always an alternative to everything. there's always the public transport! heh!
really lookin forward to going back! heh! touching down on the 6th, 3am. hah! i don't expect to see even my mum at the airport la. dad sould juz pick me up with the cab.
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