Thursday, July 24, 2008
Note: I wrote and edit this entry 3 times, spending 2hours.
and there is a new post below as well.
---
Hello!
Today, I wanted to test myself. How many sit-ups could I do under a minute?
only 30. A very sad number, in fact.
Three years ago, I could have done 35, small feat. And gotten praised for it. It seemed that 35 sit-up was unbelievable for a body like mine!
Go ahead, call me a loser. But I still remember how my NAFA ( fitness test) partner decreased my score and added it to hers. Apparently, to protect me so that the teacher wouldn't have thought that I cheated. Not that because it was a nice number of sit-ups. Actually it was quite little. But she said that it would not have seemed possible that her elite, skinny body of hers losing to me.
*Smirk* I hope she remembers me.
Going back to the topic, I thought I was supposed to be able to force more sit-ups then before! But the numbers dropped. *frowns*
It only means one thing, I am not gaining muscles but weight.
Well, it is really understandable. Since I used to play basketball, tennis and soccer every night with my mute neighbour, Daren. But it's really funny how I never got better at any of those sports. Instead, I just find that the basketball net is really so much reachable now.
Adding on, I also walked to school every morning. But I really liked the school bus, it seemed so much more convenient. And fun.
I stopped going down after I've found myself becoming more distant from my neighbours.And I've got to use the bus now. If I did walk to school I will be damn smelly okay?!
These days, when I see my neighbour, I can hardly recognize him anymore. He has matured. He grown so much taller then me. His child-like face has changed into a pimply teen. But he is still mute.
However, He still don't seemed like the boy I used to play with.
I remember how we used to play and have supper every Friday. My maid and his maid would bring us to this coffee-shop zhu chao and order Hong Kong Beehoon. A mixture of charsiew, eggs and other ingredients then eaten with a squeeze of lime.
I remember when I was tired from a game of basketball, I would sit on the basketball. Something I can never do again.
I remember his maid, auntie Amy. Or that's what we call her.
She was a kind old lady. She had worked her life in Daren's house. I think she worked for more then ten years. I remember she had rough hands, smile winkles and made macaroni salad. It tasted sweet.
I remember that she had a face of a forty year old. And I must say.. I miss her. But I think Daren would miss her much more then me. Auntie Amy was there all his life. She watched the boy grow. She fed him, she cooked for him. It must have been a hard decision for the family to send her away. I wonder how it must have felt like for Daren.
He is not really a mute, it's just that he is a slow learner. Maybe a little low in IQ or something.
Did Daren understand what was happening?
Call me sensitive, but whenever I see a maid leaving, I would cry. But it's different. I change maid every 2-4 years!
Well, I heard that she came back. And she is working for another boss.
It was quite shocking to me, actually. I thought she would have been gone for good.
She told me that she bought a house in Manila and planned to retire there. She worked for 10 years, shouldn't she have a bunch of savings? She could have lived like a millionaire there.
Why did she come back? Maybe she was cheated of her money? Or maybe she liked to work, as a maid. Or did she simply miss Singapore?
That, for one, we will never know.
--------------
Ps; there is a post below as well.
swinger rode the Shrimp Boat.
5:18 PM
