she moves in her own way,

You can't possibly imagine how incredibly boring it is, to have the gym so empty and quiet on a weekday. Being at the rental desk, isolated from the whole gang of marshals, just because now our rental desk at the gym is a desk of its own, no longer cramped with register and lead tasters, the world suddenly feels boring, and all you can ever manage at that point of time is just exist.

Of course, being the awesome 7 year old that I am, ahem. I decided to walk in and out of my 'territory', invade the oh so huge registration + pro shop desk, pick on whoever I want to, and run back to my pathetic little corner once again. Somehow it reminded me so much of RSH, back then inventory was another episode of boredom I managed my way out of just by being a clown and stuffing myself with food just for killing time.

You see, its not much on how life is brought to you. Its got everything to do with how you make life to be. I could, decide, to remain patheticly pathetic in my own little island. Tolerating with Akim's and Afif's never ending lame jokes from the awesome desk that they now have. Yes, very saddening, to be left out.

Now if ever your name is under 'rental' for the day, you get laughed at. Why? Because its the most lonely place ever in the gym. You've got bosses behind your back, which means no hanky pankys. You've got basically nothing else to do other than handing over gears to climbers and keeping them back at its place and full stop. Even safety marshalling is no longer your second job to distract you off repetition. Why? Because the number one rule of being at the rental desk : NEVER LEAVE THE DESK UNATTENDED.

Oh yes, I'm nagging away about work. After so long.

Boy am I going to miss being miss-pathetic-lonely rental marshal in the gym.

Browsing through a few pictures of the latest competition I entered. This has to be my favorite. Simply because Akim was being the gay that he is, and Imran smiling away.

Here's a picture of me trying my luck on Poi, a new thing I picked up from SCS.
The pros roll with fire.
Noobs like me, we just deal with socks and tennis balls stuffed in them.
Haha

I'm supposed to start my slow packing. But lets procrastinate. Just because I can :)