worry
These two days have been good.
Fri was probably the first time I ever felt such a strong sense of patriotism. I guess it only struck me as I stood on a raised platform singing to a group of the most important people in the country, with everyone around me waving their little red + white flags, everyone singing along n cheering. Cheesy it might be, I enjoyed myself.
Fri night was spent with the A3 girls, talking late late into the night. I miss everyone, miss sitting at the corridor sipping on milo peng from behind, making plans for the next bash/dnd or just wild dreams for the future. I would give anything just to go back to those times. I hope we never ever grow apart because different as we are, as a group we click.
Today was spent with an even more familiar gang. The people I have known for 10 years, my best friends. I love that no matter how long we haven’t seen each other we pick up whereever we left. No awkward conversations, no topic taboo and no need for false pretenses. We can be exactly who we are.
As I wait for edwin to come back I am grateful for my friends.
Now that the excitement for the wkend has died down and I am alone in my room I start to think n worry about work again. Hate myself for doing that.
