It's horrible; I can't run.
It's terrible; I can't jump.

It's a horrible thing to be unable to jog and get involved in sports as physically as I used to be able to. For these three months that is. Hopefully things DO get better. Hmm.

Went to help out at bradell heights CC wushu today. And was out with sa, zy, sy and yc before that. Hmmms. And I was awfully dumb to leave my training shoes there at the macdonalds(I left first.). Yep. That's me. lol.

Prelims coming. Major examinations coming. Still in this dark abyss, deceived by this masquerade of enticing beauty in which lies in play and games enjoyment, and the graveness of not letting down my loved ones and mentors still hasn't sunk in deep enough. I need to wake up. Fast.
[Horrible; I always know where the problem lies, but can't execute the correct prescription to it, something like that. Argh.]

Something on my character. I hate this losing of the little kid innocence and helpfulness I once had. We were all much nicer people. Secondary 2 was the best year I've ever spent. Secondary 3 taught me, sometimes we have to look out for ourselves, being nice to everyone doesn't gaurantee the same treatment. And how sinister adulthood can be sinks in. Cruel stuffs.

Hmmmm. Wake up. Fast.

Start the S.O.P. (Standard Operating Procedure); created by Miss Lai.