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Tuesday, March 03, 2009

If only i was some sort of English prodigy or literary genius, then perhaps when i try to string a couple of words together they wouldn't seem so clumsy and awkward. i would use my ability for the mere task of articulating my emotions, and claim that a waste if you wish! but even then perhaps the task of forming artistic sentences with coherence would seem less daunting.. right here and now, i often relish the thought of words flowing out freely and naturally from the inner recesses of my mind, but my lack in skill and originality cages my thoughts in my head, i always try, but i always only manage to squeeze out awkward one- liners that appear as excessive emotions from mainstream teenage mediocrity, most of which actually are, or sound like song lyrics anyway. no i'm not bitter, okay maybe a little.. but the point of all this is just to jolt myself into using English confidently and abundantly, with a tad more originality. i am done with pseudo- witty one-liners.. sorry if you bothered to read this and it turned out to be a waste of time!

anyway, i have recently discovered that 12am-2.30am is my time of highest productivity. caffeine has wonkified my sleep- wake cycle and i am not proud of that! we are only in the beginning of the school term and already i am not as hardworking as i hoped to be. it is immensely difficult to quit the bad habit of procrastinating.. i need my studious friends boo hoo hoo >.<

honestly, it is not the distance of 2.4km, but the monotony of six tedious rounds around the track that irks me! NAPFA is soonish, so all we do for PE now is to run run run and have time trials... entirely dreadful, especially when we run amidst the afternoon heat..

we're purchasing our floorball sticks this Wednesday! i anticipate a visit to cedar soonnnn<3



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