Out

carrie wrote on July 20th, 2009, 11:36 pm

They send me out of the island again and prescribed me with some drug which is making me all drowsy. I did request to stay on and actually questioned the need for me to leave. Both obviously didn’t work.

I don’t think my team will be happy with me. Decided to put my time into good use and I went straight to the supermarket to stock up on food. I figured we should get a bottle of sparkling juice, because I don’t think alcohol will make it through the security clearance, to celebrate our reunion once the entire team is back. Bet it’s going to take a toll on the remaining members as they grow to help us catch up.

One thing i realised is that when you’ve found a direction in life, you realise nothing really matters because everything will fall into your pursuit for that particularly ideal. Everyone’s been nice, the usual. Nobody really trashed me up though I’ve been renown for attracting undesirable attention. People have been willing to listen, understand and forgive. That’s awesome and I’d think that’ll help me grow.

There is, I dare say, no reason enough to justify my forced departure. But there may be some higher-than-thou logic behind that I’ve yet to understand. Let’s see to that, will continue writing on divine intervention then.