In my so-called social life of playing badminton, I have gained several friends. It’s been almost 2 years since we got together for just merely playing. I never imagined that some of those people I’ve met playing badminton would become my friends. Before, we would meet up and hold weekly EBs to have the kicks out of playing...the adrenaline rush, losing few pounds, and releasing exasperation. After a while, we became so caught up with our busy lives and the weekly games waned. But the friendship is still there, at least for me I think it is.
Gilligan’s Bar, 11pm, October 28 ’05, in the company of my badminton friends: stories...stories...life would be so boring without it. The most interesting stories come from true-to-life experiences. Every once in a while, when I go out with friends to chill out & unwind, we always learn something new about each other through the stories we share. Some make us shed few tears, some make us laugh our hearts out, and some are too memorable that leave us with smiles on our faces, knowing that after sharing it with our trusted friends, we won't be judged. And by that, I know I’ll get by...thanks to you my friends!
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