I'm really looking forward to what life would be after I ORD. Right now, I'm too attached to home and all its luxuries. Had to force myself to go out to meet dennis for lunch this afternoon. Had a nice chat with him over chicken rice that took 20 minutes to arrive. Made our way down to Jean & Natalie Francois' house for some captain's ball training. I didn't actually plan to join in the games cos I still wasn't feeling well but on the spur of the moment, getting sweaty didn't seem like such a bad idea. I daresay that my talent isn't in sports that require me to handle the ball. I still prefer soccer with my whole being. Some of the younglings seem to be pretty good at basketball though.

I have this knack for distancing myself. I don't mind being by myself I guess. I've gotten too used to it. Nights out alone, movies alone, dinner alone. I just find that I get strange looks everytime I say that I prefer to be alone. Friends aren't a bad thing... Just that there are certain factors which I don't know I would how to react to and to prevent awkwardness, I avoid it totally.

Exercise TS starts tomorrow. I'll have to leave after playing for 2nd service. Its not so bad... Last exercise before I ORD. Final burst of fire!!!

~~~ Lines in Sand ~~~
Sometimes a struggle builds you somehow
Tears you down, Leaves you dead
Time will pass, back to life
Hand on Shoulders, Bigger, Better
Sunday night, Tempers flair
Fights erupt and trickle down
Apologies, threats and lies
Backing down, compromise

While this city burns
These wounds will heal
You'll find your way
The lines in sand
Become a proving ground
In time, you'll find
'Who can top who' is their life

Sometimes a struggle leaves you fragile
Shaken up, Shotgun shy
With heartache past, and open eyes
You'll come back stronger, Bigger, Better
Maybe this time, Things will change
Brand new day, Forgive, Forget
Time has past, back to life
Hand on Shoulders, Bigger, Better

Only you with time can define your life,
Only you with time can define your life,
Can define your life, It's yours.
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