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Friday, 16 March 2007
anti-socialism
All of a sudden, I've descended into a rather grumpy and anti-social mood.
I dunno why it happened. I dunno why I'm feeling this way. But I guess it has to do with deciding if I wanna go to Sentosa tomorrow. I hate Sentosa. I really do.

I mean, its okay if you ask me there to go relax, go enjoy the seabreeze, go drink at some beach side pub or something... but if you get me while I'm not in the right mood, drag me there to do beach sports and stuff, I can get cranky. I really do.

Just the idea of going all the way to an island and to do stuff that I hate, just to meet the demands of the majority... is making me feel so so exhausted and tired. I dunno what to say or do. I don't want to socialise just for the sake of socialising. I just want to go to some place and chill out. I don't want to run, swim, play ball, get dirty or anything. I just want to relax. And honestly, relaxation can come without the sweating and the dirtiness and the running about... Right?

I guess, deep down inside, I'm a city person. I don't enjoy beach resorts at all. Them and their fake ideal of tranquility. Give me cafes and pubs and music stores and modern technology over the sun, sand and sea anytime.

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