I don't know what's going on, but I seem to be having mixed feelings about movies. Still trying to make sense of the thoughts that are running through my head.
Army's good. BMT is fun. Passed my 2.4km run. Really glad about that. Gonna pass out soon in 2 more weeks. Don't know where I'm going to be posted to. PES B2L3 status' people have very limited vocations. Signalers, drivers and some other shit. I don't get to make the decisions, so fuck it.
Sang the song for Ronnie's birthday. Nearly became a total disaster. Wait, scratch that. WAS a total disaster. I can't forgive myself. It was supposed to be a sweet gesture to a friend that matters a lot, but I was nervous and she looked... Well, she seemed... impatient and frustrated.. She said the treasure hunt (N and I sent her on a quest in a mall to look for clues to lead to me) drained her. Felt really bad about it. There's always next year anyway. Provided that she and I don't die due to some freak accident. Whatever, Xingyou.
Was looking at some travel website. Feel like going on a holiday on my own. No family or friends. No influences. Just me losing myself in a different culture and going on a wild, no holds-barred adventure.
Just found out I'm quite interested in dance stuff. The Step Up movies, Ronnie and N, Singin' In The Rain... Something awoke inside me. Something that had never came out since that night in Tokyo many years ago, where I did a poor imitation of hip-hop dance or some kinda dance in front of those Japanese teenagers. I suck at dancing, but you know that feeling when you're able to move like Jagger? Oh yeah... That's a good feeling, indeed.
