Friday, December 16, 2011

kitchen days

School's been a whirlwind, things, people, work.

I'm into my 2nd term now. Less than a year to go till graduation. Just into my 3rd month of apprenticeship. Soon i guess. But will it be soon enough ?


Shoulder blade's inflamed and it seems pretty bad recalling the crap i used to get back from track. Ought to eat more bananas i suppose. Besides, what're the chances of resting it at work ? Sigh.

Likely got it from the prolonged repetitive movements (dicing shallots perhaps?) at work. Then it really became pronounced when i carried the heavy bag on an arm walking all the way to Hark after (an extra long day of) work to have dinner and catch Pineapple performing.

It's strange when i look at the date and realise how the year is about to end and i have barely a decent entry here. Then i recall how i've pretty much spilt my heart out in that little Black Book. Memories of travel, of sights, of people, of loves and losses.

I miss my strange and merry little friends. Adrien, Robin, Felix, Fernanda, Hannah, Macarena, Coco, David, Fredo, Imke. Antonin.

So many cards i ought to have written but didnt have the time to. Feels like spare time is all occupied by him lately. Wonders. It was a strange beginning and currently what feels like a queer journey, but i'm still praying for a happy ending.

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