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Zhenyun
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
==♫♪♫♪♫♫== 5:56 PM

Another 3+ weeks of hols to go before the school term starts again. Not that I’m looking forward to studying and having exams, but this hols is seriously boring, upsetting. I guess this is ever the worst hols and the worst month that I had. I’m sick of online shopping, sleeping till late.. I dun feel like watching Romantic Princess anymore when I have 3 more episodes to go. My room is still in a mess but I’m not in the mood to tidy up. I know my dad will start nagging soon if he can’t stand the untidiness anymore. But I’m not going to care about that as well. I’ll just let him nag and probably that will give me the drive to get something done. My life is in a total mess I think. I don’t feel like going for training as well, even though I’ll have the chance of meeting up with the rest. But I really dun feel like training under him. And since, I won’t be playing for the coming carnival; I see no point of me going for training. There is no motivation for me to train, I don’t see the point of training up my stamina but I’ll head down to the gym one day for a good sweat-out. I should start planning a life for myself instead of living for others. No point of cheapening myself as to say. I understand why I am so hurt this time.. That's cos.. my pride was hurt this time.

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