Surfing the net on dial-up is more of a plodding sort of motion. I can't imagine going back to England where pages load at warp speed - I'll never complain again. Giving up on the internet, I've been watching t.v. all day, everything from Remmington Steel to Star Trek, Lost, and now Singapore Idol Encore.
Last night netball was amazing, and if you've talked to anyone in the last twentyfour hours who has spoken to me, they'll know that netball training last night was pretty much the perfect end to a pretty awesome week.
Hiphop on Tuesday was horribly embarrassing but surprisingly addictive. I struggled through the entire hour, pulled several dormant muscles that punished me mercilessly for the rest of the week, and only got the routine down about two hours after the class had ended when I was lying in bed thinking about it. I'm so going next week!
Wednesday was Racial Harmony Day, where everyone in Singapore Operations Centre (SOC) switched traditional dress. Naturally most of the morning was spent taking pictures.
Then Friday I was running around with a team that plays in the National League. It was so much fun. Some of the girls haven't only made the national team but have been playing so long they've actually stepped down already. They helped me along tremendously with lots of tips and plenty of support, especially when I kept messing up the drill. I can't wait for next week either.
Just when I thought I had had enough of this place and was seriously considering going home for the weekend (which I know would've destroyed the rest of my time here because I'd be even more homesick), God gave me encouragement.
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