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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Hello everyone! I was worried some time ago. Oops. That was yesterday.. LOL. I have serious short term memory. Anyway, as I was saying, I was worried some time ago because my sister told me something. But, nvm, I shall stop worrying. Hmm... can't stop worrying, shall stop thinking about it.

(: Anyway, Today's run was sucky. I sprained my ankle at 2nd round. Or was it 3rd round? Because of my knee, I sprained my ankle. haizz... Then I couldn't step properly. I got 43rd position. I was tired, but my legs were. Don't know why. Don't care. Just know that I was pissed at myself. PISSED, I tell you, pissed. I shan't talk about it, I'll just try harder next year. (: I'm so damn optimistic that my dark side hate my optimistic side. LOL.

Anyway. Today, Baxter was sewing "Balls". No, don't think dirty. Think clean. Yes, balls, BASKETballs. Then I commented that he sew too slow, So I helped him sew the second L, then he started with a straight line again. So I thought he was gonna sew "Ballls", So i say I'll help him sew, then after I sew the L finished, he was crying! Not literally but was like "aahhh!!" [Imagine him doing that, it's not that hard, he does that everyday] Then I was like "what!", then he said "Why you sew for me another L!" I'm gonna die! Then I was "*rolls eyes*, nvm la!" Too bad, I just don't care, did I tell you? People are going to PAY him NOT to sew for them.

So... other than that, nothing much happened. Today, my sister was pissed at me. Cause I told her I stopped running continously at 3rd round. She was super pissed at me. She told me something along the lines of "If you think you can, you can. If you think you can't, you can't. If you think you can't, might as well don't try." When she told me that, I felt as though I was a failure of some sort. I felt like it was my fault I stopped running half way. Maybe It IS my fault that I stopped running. Shall train some more. Must train. Go gym and go swimming, that'll be on my organiser. After she told me that, I became emo again. I was like brooding on alot of things. But I just let them go with a shrug. If you saw me, you'd have laughed. I was like staring at the big mirror in my mom's bathroom and splashing water on my face and saying to my reflection : "You're a big sore loser, just try again!" If I saw myself, I'd have called the MPH. LOL. Haha.

I left the following homework:

  1. History Raft Work
  2. ACC song
  3. Computer Assgn. [had to redo]
  4. Maths past year paper

Yay, Shall go and complete more work. Bye bye!! ((:



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