boom boom room

boom boom room.

queued a long queue

ran away from the camera.

just thot i didnt look decent.

n not prepared to be seen yet.



im leading double triple lives.

audrey n yz u should understand..

im still caught up.

so torn n all.

that i fergot to blog abt bbr!

heck. it's in my diary alrd.



dreamt i was rowing

for the tsunami row.

im pretty broke to row at 25bucks actually.

sorry lionel,

sorry team.

sorry shiyun.

but dreaming of rowing

wasnt even half as shiok as rowing.

the strokes

the water

the whoosh

of the paddle when u pull it

fast n hard enough.

that backwash

which i probably wont hear again.

that beautiful sound

which evaporates my temper.



i miss rowing.

i miss carrying the paddles

i miss bailing water

i miss sitting on that cushion in the boat

(which im sitting on now)

i miss wear big sleeveless n sbs inside

knowing my teammates do the same.

i miss running the run

i miss getting a gloved tanline

i miss the seawater in my hair

i miss the bottle of salt

that is left on my arms n thighs

after every single row.

i miss it, i do.