Day 0922: The Cold Sun.
These past few days have been a bit hectic for me.
Not a bit, actually...
A hell-load of hectic essence dumped into my face.
However, I only remember shit up till Saturday...Meh.
Saturday:
Yep. Hell begins here. You'll need no passport, just two parents and some words.
DS got confiscated for what reason I have no idea.
Anyways, had some Golf Charity event organised by NYP...I think.
Met some good buds over at Hole 14, where Ryan, Marcus and I were stationed.
Two NYP guys there, a guy called Marcus and a girl called...Venya, I think.
Those were the fastest 2.5 hours of my life.
Just dipping my hand into a box of subzero-cold water to take out drinks to serve wanting players. Painful. I couldn't feel my hand after that.
Back at school, walked to the bus stop, took a 40, bought some chips at 7-11, boarded 51, traveled ALL THE WAY to church, reached at 5.15.
Oh yay.
The rest is...sucky history.
Sunday:
No. Nothing happened. Deal with it.
Nothing happened today either. Deal with it twice.
Yeah, so either than that,...Nothing much, really.
....CaN yOu FeEl ThE sUnShInE?
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