*078 - nearly 18

So, I've done my Good Deed for today - Zhu and I found a poor stranded IJTP girl lost at the RJ bus stop at about 9.30 pm after we left from the gym, so I sent her home in a cab. Turns out she lives just a few streets away from me, so yup all's good. Her name's Michelle, she's in Sec 2, and I don't suppose I'll ever see her again!

It's officially over. The J2 rhythmic and artistic girls gymnasts have retired for good. A chapter of my life is, pretty much, closed. I don't think I'll be trying to do oversplits on chairs or cirque du soleil-ish contortions anytime soon. But I have to thank God for these years of training, for giving me lessons in strength and perseverance and pride and leadership, and for blessing me with all the friendships I've formed along the way. And I think I shall save the rest of the reflections for the "Peer and Self Evaluation" rubbish I'm supposed to fill up, haha.

And as much as I bitch about our teachers, I'm really thankful that they've stuck through thick and thin with us all. When Mr Tan looked so delighted and happily told us it was the 1st time in his 6 years of being a gym teacher that he received a card, something twanged in me and I wished I had been more appreciative of them when I had the opportunity. Yup. I know they'll never see this (does Mr Tan seem like the blog-hopping sort to you?) but Mr Tan and Miss Lim, we love you! (:

HAHA okay my sister's playing Guild Wars, and you can make your characters do funny things like play the drums and play air guitar and dance, and her character who's a funky kungfu babe just did a 360 butterfly leap followed by a cossack turn. Cool. Ok I suppose only the gymnasts will know what I'm talking about.

Anyway!

Today has been a pleasant day. Sorta. Except for that horrifying 60 seconds I was left alone with someone with no bodyguard (TUBBY WHERE WERE YOU). Fear, disgust, bewilderment, I don't know what I feel really. Was that entry meant to make me feel guilty? Angry? Regretful? I have no idea. I don't see why you had to react to such extremes and blame me for all your, uh, alcohol/caffeine addictions & depression & lies etc. What did I do? What did I not do?

But since you tell me to "fuck off" in bold and capital letters and centralised and font size = large, I think I shall do just that. And hey, no need to be so rude.

But okay back to what I was going to say. Today has been a pleasant day. Thanks to the usual people keeping me happy in school, thanks to Kevin for keeping me company for that otherwise-lonely half an hour, thanks to Justin for the yummy dinner and for sprinting back to school with me. Thank you for all the birthday well-wishes, knowing that I'm not forgotten makes me all happy and oozy inside (: And of course, thank you for the gifts, I love every single one of them!

I'm less than 2 hours away from being 18 years old, but it's really not that big a deal. 18 sounds old and wise and nearly-adult, but I'm still a kid, and I'm still learning, still making mistakes, still trying to get a hold of my life and find out what the heck I'm supposed to do with it.

I'm just going to pray real hard and see what happens. After all, nothing can go wrong when you have God on your side (: