I'm tired. Ultra tired. Two days in a row I didn't get enough sleep. I wonder why, I woke up in the morning as if I haven't slept a little bit. Physically, rather worn out especially my feet is blistering pretty badly. So be warned, this post will be inevitably long. I wanted to post about yesterday, yesterday but I was too fatigued. Yesterday was this food hunt around Singapore. It was a YF outing, and initially I was totally skeptical about it. But Qi heng's description of it was congent and appealing. Though I decided to already turn up (but it was a decision that was wavering and unstable).
So we were split into three groups, led by their very own unique facilitators. Our group (2) had Terrance and Qi Heng. So basically we traveled to all sorts of places eating all sorts of food. Of course, no in excess, and no gula! The meatballs from ikea, the ice cream from raffles creamery, the Belgium desert, Char Siew rice/noodles, Fish Soup Noodles, Rojak and French fries from botak jones. Don't ask me where they were supposed to be, I don't remember. It sort of bugs me that probably I didn't know where we were at the time we ate them. (which was probably one of the points of the game).
I am maladroit at directions. Even in the country I live in, I am totally lost, blur and confused. Ask me to take an MRT, I can go as far as Choa Chu Kang to Jurong East. And a bus probably at most to bukit timah. Anywhere else is Malaysia to me. (or maybe Narnia). And thus food hunt was a step out of comfort zone for me, stepping into "uncharted territories". I was surprised I've seen some places before, and some places were vaguely familiar just because I got lost before at that location in the past.
I was totally useless in the food hunt. In addition, I was supposed to be adept at brain teasers, but I was totally crushed by them. I couldn't solve them for some reason. My whatever whatever pride and my whatever whatever dignity was totally crushed, I was demoralized and feeling a self inflicted cold wave of siansation. I wanted intellectual games, yet when they finally leave me a fragment of what I wanted, I find myself totally inexperienced.
It was a valuable learning experience. We learn to cope with all sorts of difficulties, irritation and public humiliation as we move along. I tried my best to tolerate, but realized my threshold is rather pathetic. Inside, I mocked in my heart, I was wondering why they didn't balance the groups. Upon closer introspection, I realized how much I contributed is probably equivalent to how much they contributed. Other groups were totally efficient, totally steadfast, power-packed, packed with brains, and our groups was much a lesser one, bluntly speaking.
We reached home second. But our photogenic contest and brain teasers were a far cry from the rest. It was a good attempt though. The spirit of competitiveness actually does keep things fun. After all, we had a good time of fun. (and loads of embarrassing moments as well!)
I wouldn't elaborate on how our group was nastily unbalanced. But I'm sure those who went on that day would understand. I tried, but it was not good enough, I must try harder.
The event ended approximately near1900Hrs and a few of us head of to a nearby playground to play freeze and melt. It was a well anticipated "closure" of the day but we overlooked the fact that most of us were too fatigued to play. To make matters worst, the playground was actually much larger than the previous location we played at. Me, my brother and Darius as catchers (the last game of the day), more people, more space, and more fatigue. It was no mystery why we all seemed unenthusiastic. I was seriously tired, and the floor actually contributed to a lot of my injuries. I slipped badly countless times, and 3 was quite harsh ones. They had this spider web like for kids to climb and under it was a legit playable area. It was almost totally impossible to catch someone while running with your head at your gut level. I slipped many times when I tried to do that. Worst, the perimeter of the playable region was curved, running at curved angles will probably accelerate one unnecessarily (yes you go faster and result in slips easily) because of centripetal force (or acceleration). [Forgive me if I'm wrong, I'm bound to fail physics].
I am probably feeling totally inert and tired now. Played Touch Rugby with almost the same gang again this morning. It was less mud, less dirty, and more fun. The sun was insanely scorching though. But I prefer sun to mud. Mud gets you dirty, but sun gets you smelly, so they're actually roughly the same. I think I'm improving in my spatial awareness, I finally get a little picture of how it is actually played. Sorry if I was being blur, sometimes I can be spacing out in a critical moment, I wonder why. I'm not fast either, unlike Nicholas the transparent shirt speed demon, neither am I the tactician like Terrance or the rugby player Bryan lim who uses subterfuges as his bread and butter. My brother can at least spin, Ronald Macdonald can use his McSpicy double super chiong. And I can stone, watch the trees and people pass me and score a try. :(
Actually if I see it as Dota, it sounds a lot simpler. You either push or you defend. Right?
Really envy people who are freed from the shackles of academics. Teng jin and B-eng can go whack yellow balls the entire day. some people can go out and have fun, some people can glue their faces to their psp. Majority of the people are slacking since the holidays are coming to an end. Worst come to worst, they will be sluggishly trying to complete their holiday assignments (but seriously, doing them now, ain't it too early, I was do holiday homework on he first day of school). And here I am, chattering away. I have 12 minutes more before I have to study something. Physics paper 3 is next Tuesday. Doom's day!
JC people unite, come. callow with me!
//end casual
This time, I want to properly disappear.
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