I am 21.
It definitely doesn't feel like it. Didn't need the party poppers and streamers to acknowledge that, nor the redefinition of rules I am now entitled to break.
As always, simplicity is supremacy. I would not deny things felt different with S' absence. Having a bunch of guys sing "Happy Birthday" was honestly a tad bit awkward and weird too.....
Then camp. And trainings. And xlb buffet.
BAO met on Monday to celebrate A-meee-learrrr's twentyfirst with the much anticipated XLB buffet.
Poor service aside, the xlb were very much substandard. We also ordered the worst choice of MALA soupbase which killed all of us. I felt my throat burn and head spin. At that moment, I knew I was gonna fall sick. :( We wanted to go for durians but I received an SOS call from S which disrupted plans.
I guess that was a blessing in disguise otherwise I'd have been more sick than I already am.
Caught Pol.ite games despite the splitting headache and leaking nose..
But I forced myself to recover so I can play on Wed(:
Wednesday was fffuuunnn. =) As posted earlier, now Coach owes us Vermonster(:
Then just as I thought I've fully recovered from flu, I got hit by fever.
But it only happened when I was already out- Met the W.antoks teammies for lunch at Swensens(: Then dessert at BenJerry's(:
It was a nice time of get together after so long, and nice to see everyone again. (Considering we used to see each other twice a week during season)
Left for Pol.ite again, which we were half an hour late, almost missing an entire match. :\
Got home, took my temperature, had lotsa medicine forced down.
And I finally woke up at 2pm after the interruptions with a growling tumtum cos I haven't eaten in almost 24hours.
So things have turned and as expected, things have changed.
I'm not inflexible; after all I've been through. But I will not say I've the best reactions to changes. Of course, all takes time to adapt, to adjust.
Now I'm just dreading this first far away weekend.
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And today, went to support Su/Siti/Senior-Toks at the Women's Contact game between B.ucks and B.lacks. Though we ended up talking among ourselves half the time, the tries that game through were still some pretty awesome ones. And sonnybaby broke her nose. It was like deja-vu all over again when it happened to S almost exactly a year ago. Except this time, there were alot more tears, and I was allowed close to her and could hold her hand.
Poor Su, you'll be fine k. Mama loves you and the surgery is not as scary as it sounds. (: