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`aiwei
TAURUS.
03.05.93.
ex TVPS, DYSS
103'06
203'07
302'08
402'09
imma track captain
student leader.
owns 2 dogs
imma rocker
plays a guitar.



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Thursday, January 10, 2008
bottom lines.

well, school lessons especially e maths kinda sucked these days.
i swear. everyone nearly got crazy bcuz of it.
struggling to it.
today had training, and its in sch cuz of the rain.
so ran as usual ard schoool compound, here and there, ran total 5 rounds.
and did some real intensive trainings in sch.
sufferring day indeed. stride 1/4 and jog 3/4 of a sch classroom corridor. its dam tiring. and do it repeatedly 6! TIMES. my back and leg aches weren't okay yet,ran again. so my legs and back are aching badly.
suck big time. climbing up 150 steps of stairs 8 flights to reach 4th level and 15 per flight.
every morning climbing all these, looking at it as if i wouldn't end. lol.
sweat and sweat. and hope that monday i don need to attend PE cuz of my aches cuz PE lesson's scary. first was the worse, we got punished and got pumped for dono how many times on the dirty wet ground.[not ground, its grass.] tmr's last day of the week. after which going study at library with fren. study time. mugging again. time for us to work dubbly hard to pass exams... its crucial really.
fear is coming... here we go...
my mood: >:[

i dono wads the matter with u now.
how am i gonnna/ supposed to understand how u feel,
while u don answer me?
is this wad i should deserve?