Been having a slightly quieter time.
Could be quieter. I wish it so.
I need some peace to gather myself together, quieten my mind, calm my heart and control my emotions.
Went to the outdoor range yesterday from 1pm till 6pm. HA.
And my mom tagged along throughout the whole 5 hours. I must contragulate her on her perserverence.
Reading the papers from cover to cover in the shade but in the HEAT.
I hope NOW she believes that i can REALLY shoot for 5 hours non-stop in the heat and sun.
And it is not as if i escape somewhere to meet my secret taleban boyfriend.
My dad and mom got to meet Simon and Clint.
My dad believes he was being sweet talked into letting me join the team.
Buttered me up like dunno wad. Embarrassing lor.
Anyway, i did ok even with mom and Simon around. I guess i am moving on.
Not as scared as before.
Groupings were better this week than last week. Still inconsistent.
But i can safely say that when it is inconsistent, it's not horribly off. It's like, in red or blue.
State of mind and body, i suppose.
I had one bull's eye! YAY!
I started archery in march and i guess progress is not too bad. Considering i only go once a week.
I have learnt that training is everyday, cept monday.
Not 4 times per week.
My old man does NOT like that.
CRUD. I've been wondering and worrying about whether i can handle it.
I've learnt of two girls in NUS who have not decided whether to join either.
My form still sucks big time.
Then, i am suppose to call Clint to make a trip to SAFRA. ARGH.
This is a super tough decision.
LORD, help me.
My life is yours, my days are yours.
Have it YOUR way.