My blog is somewhat dead, I know. But I've just been too lazy to update after blogger screwed up my image uploading last week. Rawr.

I'm going to have a try of VJC basketball training tomorrow afternoon. That's what happens when you have teh teacher-in-charge constantly walk/slack with you during PE and talk with you as well. You end up getting psycho-ed. Ah heck, why not. Sailing doesn't start till April anyway. I think I'm about managing to psycho Jolene to join sailing, so heh.

Signed up for 800m run, hmm. I hope I can win something again for that event. Didn't bother about 1500m, cause I think there are imba cross peoples already taking part in that event, so yeah.

How I wish I didn't bother trying for Drama SYF. Too late to regret now though, argh.

Rawr, another maths assignment thingy to do. Arnold, or anyone else, pleaaaase help? :/

Sheesh.

My biggest fear is overcommitment.

But not like I get to rest at home and all. I feel more at ease in school than at home, seriously. Can't she give me a break? Don't have to bloody hell nag every night and kp me when I know what I'm doing and she says she knows I obviously don't.

You want us to work with you? Sure, stop treating me like a kid. I don't deserve to be hounded day and night like that. I have my own pace, just that it doesn't match yours.

She doesn't trust me. Frankly, I don't give a damn. Just you wait, I'll show you, show you that you never knew me at all.