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♥ Wednesday, April 09, 2008
9:28 PM

I hate being sick during physical training. [Btw, i think i passed on my throat infection to maybel cos, she's having it now too!): ] Today was disappointing like hell. I expected myself to finish the whole PT, really. Did first round of circuits and towards the end, the stupid drowsy medicine was making me a little giddy. Start of second round; the ground was floating a little. End of second round; I really couldnt push it anymore. Shit man. Quite alot dropped out slowly, one by one. But, most still completed the 7 rounds. Did push-ups and crunches by the side. ]: Arghhh, i hate being sick. Kills your mood, energy and stamina. AND IT GETS YOU PISSED SO EASILY.
Funny things dont quite seem as funny anymore.
On the way home, for awhile, I started thinking about everything that had happened last year and the imisscedar feeling came back. It just made me feel all the more worst about my sucky performance.

On a lighter note, I slept from 7pm till 6am yesterday! HAHAH, I HAD THE FUNNIEST, WEIRDEST AND MOST HAPPENING DREAM! Its regarding touch rug, my house, a secret room behind my wardrobe etc. HAHA, reminds me of buddy's dream!

I'm going to be hanged during GP tomorrow. Andandand I end lessons at 5pm tmr! Shoot me.
I havent done the 3-newsarticle-a-day cutouts for over a week! So, i've got like 26 to do now.
Omg, twentysix.

For a moment when I saw you, there was a sudden surge of joy.
I wanted to reach my hand out, hit you hard and give you hug.
But, on second thought, I just walked away quickly.
I was embarrassed. Theres not much of a reason for this feeling.
I dont think that I'd dare make contact with you till I make it up somehow, someway.
Till then, then. ohwelllllllll.

Hello, i want to go to hawaii now, please!

/When pride builds me up till I can't see my soul
Will you break down these walls and pull me through?
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