Time flies. Can't believe I'm already 27 years old. 3 more years from the big three-O. Birthday these days are not really about celebrating anymore. It always fall on a working day, and my birthday this year, I'm working on nights, and was gifted with 8 consults from the ED on top of 5-6 trauma's running at the same time. But I did get the weekend before my birthday off, and I decided to use it to do activities that I really really miss doing, such as dancing (haven't danced in 3 years) and sailing (haven't sailed in 8 years).
And so, I attended a K-pop dance class, and mastered the moves to SNSD's mister mister. It was fun, and I'm glad to know that albeit being a little rusty, I still got it. The class was filled with a lot of college kids, all drooling over some cute korean actor who is 5 years younger than me, or having fantasies of flying to korea to catch some concert tour. I remember when I use to be like that. Not realizing how the real world is and only wanting to marry a certain taiwanese singer. It is really quite funny to see the young'ing do that and reminiscing the old days.
The next day, I went to a sailing centre and signed up for sailing (much to my parent's despair because they were concern that I will turn charcoal black again and be ugly in my wedding pictures). I initially thought that I needed to spent hours after hours going through all 4 basic courses again to get tested and certified, but they put my on a fast track and I did ok and passed all 4 courses at a go. Even rigged up a laser and sailed it and pass! Such a good feeling.
It is so nice to self-treat myself sometimes. Learning to let go, and be independent and just enjoy what life throws at you.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Friday, May 23, 2014
Expensive hobby
I have a sin I need to confess.
Instead of buying yet another dozen dresses, this year's memorial day I decided to splurge on something that cannot be itemized.
Yes. I paid a hefty amount (equivalent to 8 dresses) to pick up an old hobby.
Now. Earlier this year, I thought I could go into zumba. Paid 50 bucks for 15 lessons and ended up only attended 2. What a waste. I wonder if this will be the same. Except this time, the price is 6 times more.
My weekend plans for the next 8 weeks are pretty much set. You can find me by the Charles river. Doing what I used to do, and doing what I love best. Sailing.
Adios!
Instead of buying yet another dozen dresses, this year's memorial day I decided to splurge on something that cannot be itemized.
Yes. I paid a hefty amount (equivalent to 8 dresses) to pick up an old hobby.
Now. Earlier this year, I thought I could go into zumba. Paid 50 bucks for 15 lessons and ended up only attended 2. What a waste. I wonder if this will be the same. Except this time, the price is 6 times more.
My weekend plans for the next 8 weeks are pretty much set. You can find me by the Charles river. Doing what I used to do, and doing what I love best. Sailing.
Adios!
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