Hols life 💕

Life had been really good to me.

Ever since exams ended, everything had been really really well.
I've been newly introduced into
- ahchoos weds laughing squad
- loong's squad (back into)
- Ginger's condo squad
- salty fish's fuze club squad
- chicken's dj squad
Four new squads! They play pretty well and have really cool backgrounds.

Laughing squad had banking background, or natural rubber plantation stuff background. Ginger's condo squad has a huge variety, includes auditors, the condo residences, even men with other races. Very fun stuff. Dj squad was a squad I've known, but they never thought of me, but chicken insistingly forces me to attend, which was fucking mad. HAHA. And fuze club squad. Salty fish knows a group of peeps running fuze club. A club in KL, another drinking squad. They even invited me to drink. I almost said yes. Had the urge.

Other than that, with people around me. Peeps had been well. I love everyone. Pineapple's still my fav buddy. ET still stays straight to the point whenever I needed it. Moon was there when I asked him out for lunch but heh not yet. Drama queen was there. Yip man was there. Lychee and I too have upcoming plans. A level peeps have an upcoming plan. Even FCUC bc squad has an upcoming drinking plan. We all get much closer, even with my sister, thanks to the one day I had too much alcohol. Everything's just so nice, and I'm not worried. Wew. I used to say, I'm happy today, which means I will suffer tomorrow. Maybe, I won't. Idk. Heh. Or let me just enjoy now, and we'll face whatever tomorrow.

About the other part. Shandy's texted me today. Gave me a scare when she was typing non stop without sending fast. Turned out she's in my position last year. I have this feeling she's growing. Very innocent, growing, but not fast. I think she needs counselors like ET. Haha. We're a little different. Or maybe, we're no different.
I remember there was a time, I was crazily obsessed with my ex, wanted him back. I remember another phase, I no longer wanted him back, but wanted this friend back. I remember the end phase when I gave up, he wanted me back.

It's funny how things ET told me have became the things I tell other people. He's an ass, you know that. Just gonna advice, don't go back to that shithead, but if you don't listen, that's your choice, man. I can be there as your listener when you're back to rant about his reactions.
I remember the second time I just broke up. I told ET, I'm not regret. I've made a firm decision this time. I've done what I could, but my best just wasn't the best. Tried, no regrets. He said, good, very good. Don't go running back to him. I asked, what if I run back to him? He said, I'd look down on you.
Go ahead, talk to the unconversable ass. Then please realize he's an ass, and stay away from that guy forever.

The only one thing getting bad abt this holidays, is my arm. I couldn't lift my arm easily. Worsening quite fast. I'm not scared. I've been scared, and it kept me away from people. My ex had been scared, he kept me away from people. I hate that isolated life. I hate staying home thinking abt the possibilities that could happen if I go out. I've made my holidays content as fuck. So content, I was never really free. I'd only read storybooks when free, and guess what, up to now I couldn't finish a book.

Badminton is like my drug. It gave me a life which could bring endless greatness. And at the same time, it shortens this greatness lifespan unless I slow it down. Unless I found a cure. I know, too much of anything leads to death. Too much love, too much exercise, too much good food, too much study.. but badminton just brings too much happiness and it's worth all the while.