Tranquility

It was an easy match, truthfully saying. The atmosphere was relaxed on our side, but extremely tense for the other. We've all come a long way training for a year just for this volleyball season. And it is important for the Sec 4s. They have won every single match so far, and I hope that they'll continue doing so, because it's their last chance playing for DHS.

I was sent on court, along with many slaps and encouragement from the Sec 4s. They were super supportive and I was glad I knew them. Hah, but I just stood there for awhile and then the game was over, thanks to the fantastic serves by Cherie.

The ride home from TM was very quiet. The mrt had few people, and the train was just filled with Me and Mel's voices. I suddenly felt that the eyes are truly the windows to the soul. I felt awkward meeting eyes or something with the people opposite me. It feel starkingly intimate, and I was uncomfortable. Perhaps it's because there's practically no one in the train and there was one sitting opposite me. It's just a thought.

The walk home calmed my senses as usual. Everyone has been insisting that I'm stressed when I'm just tired. But thanks anyway to all who has been um, trying to cheer me up. Or make me wake up. The neighbourhood was just peaceful, with the wind blowly a little too strongly I had difficulty walking. Ok, that was exaggerated.

In any case, this post is so formal I feel a little weird. It's probably because I had so much fodder in my brain while walking home. I had wanted to post it in a way that it's like an essay, but I guess when I feel asleep on the sofa my brain just deleted it for more memory space. So there you go, a weird post with a formal tinge.

Bring it all back to me.