boom boom room

boom boom room.
queued a long queue
ran away from the camera.
just thot i didnt look decent.
n not prepared to be seen yet.

im leading double triple lives.
audrey n yz u should understand..
im still caught up.
so torn n all.
that i fergot to blog abt bbr!
heck. it's in my diary alrd.

dreamt i was rowing
for the tsunami row.
im pretty broke to row at 25bucks actually.
sorry lionel,
sorry team.
sorry shiyun.
but dreaming of rowing
wasnt even half as shiok as rowing.
the strokes
the water
the whoosh
of the paddle when u pull it
fast n hard enough.
that backwash
which i probably wont hear again.
that beautiful sound
which evaporates my temper.

i miss rowing.
i miss carrying the paddles
i miss bailing water
i miss sitting on that cushion in the boat
(which im sitting on now)
i miss wear big sleeveless n sbs inside
knowing my teammates do the same.
i miss running the run
i miss getting a gloved tanline
i miss the seawater in my hair
i miss the bottle of salt
that is left on my arms n thighs
after every single row.
i miss it, i do.