december the seven

december the seventh. one word for it.... SHAGGED.

the main gist is that i really appreciated the runners who thanked us for trying our best to meet their drinking demands.. its really quite pressurizing for us as well when the drinks depleted and the never ending flow of runners kept crowding around the drinks table. for a very very long time, all i could see were hands.

as for the runners (and very sadly, mostly singaporeans) who scoffed at us when we were furiously scooping the 100plus from the tub using the cups instead of pouring it from the jugs.. SHAME ON YOU. i cant believe a physically drained person could actually utter comments like "ehhhhh your hands clean or not?!" when he is in need of some energy source. are they freaking kidding me... honestly we would be better off if they had gone ahead and continue another few kilometres in their thirst. maybe we could then be more hygenic without the unappreciative people.

seriously, people who dont appreciate really IRKS me.

and therefore i am still hoping you wont be one of them, but you are.. no different. does the one who loves more really inevitably suffer more? forgeddit, i just hoped you had chosen to leave things differently. and u could start off by not giving me the impression that u find it a freaking chore to talk to me.

haiyaaaaaaaa whatever.... on another note, should i ask?!!!!! hahaha. i think the idea of doing so would be quite weird and uh, desperate? but if i dont then i doubt i'll be seeing him anytime soon... haha. zzzzz. damn you exchange prog! LOL..

alright. shall go. maybe things will turn out okay.