Paint taste bitter apparently

Yesterday, I accomplished one more item on my list of to-do's. I played paintball! It was fun but painful. I have a bruise the size of a golfball on my right thigh now and it still hurts when I touch it. Though I must say I came home relatively paint-less cause the pellet that hit my thigh did not break, and I got one head shot (this sucks, cause one minute you're all fine and dandy, and the next all you see is orange paint). I would definitely do this again, but maybe by the time I play again, I hope that there are cheaper and lighter markers for the weak, like me. After the paintball session though, I have a better understanding of how in action films, the hero always escapes unhurt with so many people shooting at her/him. It is cause those extras (keh leh feh) probably shoot like me, and thus, the hero could easily dodge the bullets. I mean, the more they aim, the more likely it is to miss, so that's why. Yala, I know this is crap. But my blog, I suka.

Mr. Bean = Torture

I don't think watching a movie have ever been this torturous. Ever. I mean, I've sat through some pretty bad movie before. But never was it as bad as Mr. Bean - The Holiday. Not being an avid fan of Mr. Bean, I was forced (literally) to watch it, but I never did I expect it to be that unpleasant of an experience. Though I must say, a lot of people found it hilarious, especially this 3 people that was sitting next to me. They started laughing even before most of the supposed funny parts. I guess some people just love his brand of slapstick humor. I hate slapstick. Yeap. And this post does not do any justice for my suffering last night. But, I hope you get the idea.

There is no title

There is so much that I want to say, so much that I want to do. But I can't. I am not being cliche.

Is it possible to miss someone who is standing right in front of you?

No, I don't.

I don't want to be the one that has to leave.

I don't want to be the one who spends endless sleepless nights thinking of how it is back home.

I don't want to be the one who dwells on what it would be like if only she had stayed.

I don't want to be the one who is all alone in a city where her best friends are at least a few hundred miles away.

I don't want to be the one who has to be independent all the time.

I don't want to be the one who you expect to act rationally.

I don't want to be the one who thinks with her brain and not her heart.

I don't want to be the one who is always in your thoughts, but rarely in your arms.

I don't want to be the one who would sacrifice her life for puny returns.

I don't want to be the one who you had to let go.

I don't want to be the one who had to let you go.

I don't want to do this anymore.

I want to stay.

X X X

Its going to be April real soon. Too soon. In fact, it will never be late enough. Its not the fact that I would have to go back to the real world and start working that is bothering me. Its the fact that I have to fly thousands of miles away to be able to that, comfortably. I always thought I'd be at least a little excited to be working and earning more money than I ever had in my life. But until now, all I feel is dread. I dread everything to come, knowing that its away from anything familiar. I don't want to have to go through time and again. Can anyone please come and tell with much hope and faith that they know for sure that things will get better? That it won't go downhill from here. That I will be as happy again. Please?

Back!

Just got back from Singapore. Will post something bout that later as this post, is about my island vacation. I was too lazy to take pictures from the same angle as the website, so had to make do from the places that I was lazing around.

This shot is taken from our room. We upgraded from a standard room to a deluxe room cause this room is bigger, nicer and has a better view.

Another shot of the infinity pool from the room.

The sea. This is during low tide. I think the pictures at the site were taken during high tide.

More infinity pool pictures. Its lovely isn't it?

This is the other pool on the other wing of the resort. Where our initial room was. Its nice too.

The island was nice, though the beach had a lot of rocks and dead coral. It wasnt the white sandy beach that I had expected and when I saw it, I was a tad disappointed. But it was also there that I saw the nicest starry night ever. As you would have known, trying to take pictures of stars using my camera was a failure, so you just have to imagine me sitting on those beach chairs and staring into the sky. It was awesome. The island is not crowded, so it's good for R&R, but not so much for much else. The snorkelling wasn't that great, though I did see Nemo and a shark (it was big!). All in all, it was fun. I want to write more, but I'm in a hurry and my connection is funky. So just in case, this is all I'm writting for now. Tata!