it has been a few years since i last accompanied my dad to the driving range. i was too bloated after a very heavy meal today, so i decided to tag along this time. quite a good experience though my back now hurts and majority of my shots go hay-wire. =p
something quite disappointing happened in camp today. however, i have learned to be myself and ignore what others feel of me. as long as i feel i am doing my job, i shouldn't be bothered by people who think i am always escaping from work. this is reality. if people don't see you do work, or you just smile ALL the time, or you just give that happy-go-lucky attitude, people portray you as someone not serious, not hardworking and just somebody whom you can have fun with. whatever. although i feel i ain't what THEY think, and i am definitely more serious than those that LOOK serious. how i hope people can treat me seriously at times, but.. argh. f**k reality.
