
a week had passed. fatique i might say. its training, homewirk and test. how do u expect people to study for their test when u have so much homework that leave us with hardly any time for revision. even there is time, i doubt i have any energy to revise.
common test is lyk 6 weeks away.
training was damn sucky, nculding myself. ultimately, i think that winning isnt evrything, its how we put evry much of our energy to play a beautiful game. what for play a game that doesnt showcase the beauty and the skills of the game. i tried to explain that after i blocked so many people spikes, its nt that i m good, its still how well the spikers are. we are after all one team.
what goes around comes all the way back around. whats with every body being obessed by justin timberlake?
there was so much j1s in our school. abiut 1000 as the principal said. the other day, the canteen was so filled up that we cannot even step in. from wad i heard, people with 9 pts, 12 pts, are stil trying to appeal into sr. wierd aint it.
they are closing damn lot of ccas. so much for accomadating the larger number of students. imagine a vball court wif 50 ppl playing on it. kudos.
had games ic yesterday, the last day of orientation. aint going to comment how the council manage the whole event. it was much a hurry through thing. my game was indeed boring, so boring that we got bored ourselves by looking at them. there was hardly any motivaton to strive for teamwork, bt for the points that they are practically begging for. damn lot of ah bengs whose faces are intolerabel at first look. its tose that u wan to whack at first look. their personality isnt that fantastic either. imagine sme guy wif dyed hair lying on the floor directly in font of the pe office's door. respect. the girls were so much better. faces and all. i m nt going to boast on how many chio ones i seen, bt i think evy school has. no pt eyecandying people like u will die tmr or get so obessed about ppl.
the coucil president goes around being a first-aider.
had training after that with damn lot of spectators. did better than wed's training. went into the hall for fiesta night to have a peek. the smell of the hall is damn bad, coupled with the screams of countless bitches. i left after a while to eat free food. there was so much food that after giving so many free ones to j2s, they have to give it to the public so as nt to waste. o wells. great aint it, public service for u.
had to cut down a lot of computer time for study this week. this mean less toking to people online and reading people's blog of their self-entertainment, excitment of an unobtainable obession or just someother guy's whinning or infatuation of things. i finally understand how to draw a line between temptations and studies. readin thru some ppl's blog i realised that people are disillusioned by some guy/girl. whatever for?
i read about people getting excited after some guy stole a glance at them. wad then, i mus be bloggin about 50 entries a day. anyway, i seen her lyk almost everyday. boon says its coincidence that when ever i go, she b there. i think so too, almost everyday, we met eyes all the time. coincidence? fate? i leave it up to you. (bhb) navin is almost positive that sme girl ec me. wadeva! no time for this kind of raging hormonal stuff.
god gave us so many chances, will it last? make it last forever.
ah lians.....
homework time.
laterrrr.
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