Another day spent at training. The more I go,the more fked I feel and I don't even feel like playing. Tuckered out every every training. I told sj some time in while we were in the match: "I feel like qutting and I need to do something more meaningful than this(obviously not volleyball)" She just said that I took this path,I've to complete this journey. Well apparently she regretted coming into NgeeAnn just like me. We didn't know training would be so tedious and we'll have to do this for 4 years for her and 5 years for me.

I saw one dullard's pm in my msnlist and I reckon that the saying "It's all in the mind" and it's true. It's all the fake things you believe that makes you do all the stupid things. Like that dullard caused my youknowwho so much pain and sigh. Seriously. Is this what you call "Love"? Stop thinking it ain't you and just think out of your BOX.

My emotion now transcends everything. It "manipulates" me somehow and makes me feel like not doing anything. There is totally no point typing a verbose blog post like seriously and I'm feeling damn sick. Flu and headache. Make it last till tmr and I can skip piano. Pls pls pls. Tmr's the last day of GSS. Mum,show me the money!?!?

Have a good night everyone. I feel fked and where is my boyfriend.
(K,I just called him and he is stucked outside of his house. Gr. It cost 2bucks for 2minutes plz. Scam. *sneeze*x2)

Sigh
Sigh
Sigh
Sigh

I miss daddy
Mum is out to watch Red Cliff. Great show.
Baibai