Moving On As Usual...

If there is a cartoon look I can muster now, it would be the frowning of Emily the Strange with the aloof piss irritated look.

Apparently, the girls are still interested to continue with tennis classes despite me lamenting about zero progression AND me being bored. Apparently, they did not get the hint I’m not interested anymore. Apparently, they still want to attend because at least it is some form of exercise for them (with a mere 30-40 minutes of alternate whacking AND ball picking, they are already tired. Exercise… heheheh). Apparently, at least they are going there for fun (they honestly should re-evaluate their lives and not resort to tennis classes as THEIR form of fun).

I digress.

Then the other girl apologize that it might be her that the coach isn’t teaching us more because she isn’t progressing.

What is the use of apologizing?

This is what you call different perspective of life.

For the life of me, I refuse to accept or dwell on matter that doesn’t bring me any good. I mean, the clock ticks every day, as much as we must, we need to do things that brings us some form of benefit. If it does not, why bother.

Oh maybe in their eyes, learning or by mere attending the tennis lessons, it’s a form of exercise for them, at least. Whereas for me, I don’t see the point because my exercise is beyond that of tennis classes.

There, different set of objective. I want out because I no longer see the value. They still want in because they still hold value. I guess it would come a time, later I’ll just drop the bomb I’m no longer with them on this.

As what a friend told me, if they are really my friends, they won’t take it to heart.

I need to move on. As always.