What is turbulent this time, is not external as opposed to what happened in May. What actually happened, is internal. Internal, biologically. Turbulence? Yes, indeed. When I woke up on Saturday morning, I was perfectly fine. My stomach growled occasionally, but it was just a signal for hunger. I guessed. It went on and on... and as I was busy packing up the very last minute, perhaps the growling was ignored. But the growl slowly raged and lost its mercy. As I was walking down the Kent Ridge Road, saw Su Wan and Mun Yee, finally my stomach gave away and gave its last blow. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Not gas, but liquidish. Okay this is very gross, but this is what happened. I controlled myself as much as I could. Went all the way to MRT station to contain the rage. At last, got to Kranji and crossed the border without much further wave of rage from the stomach. I was worried. Worried that the rage will make a comeback. But it didnt until I reached home again. Turbulent enough? So many things happened around me at home. Well not really over the past few weeks but more of a recent kind of thing. As a relationship over here was in shatters, another one flourishes. Is this part of the universal equilibrium? If there is, guess there bound to be a few which is destined to neither flourish nor shatter. Does it matter at this time anyway? Guess not. Things come, things go. Time to study. But I dont feel like it. How? |
