When in doubt, Barani out.
Tuesday, 09 February 2010
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SCHOOL + TRAINING + CELEBRATING LATE NIGHT BIRTHDAYS + TRYING TO BE SUPERGIRL = SLEEPING IN LECTURES + K.O. ON BUS RIDES + HUNGRIER THAN EVER + SLEEPING DURING PHYSICS PRACTICAL + NO MOOD TO TALK + NO ENERGY TO TRAIN = CATASTROPHE.
Sunday, 07 February 2010
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I am a ball of nerves and a lump of fats.
The more I think about it the more stressed I become about Nationals - 7 weeks away. &You know what, I've haven't trained for more than 8 times, I think. GRRREAT. Top 3 seems so bloody impossible.
I am honestly really really terrified for 31st March to come. Each day is a day closer to 31st March and each day is a day of heightened apprehension and nerves and worry. This sucks. It sucks to suck.
But I shall dwell on that because it only makes me feel nothing but worse about myself. Why make yourself miserable when obviously, one can choose the state of delusion or feigned ignorance? I am quite sure that I have an Economics essay assignment to hand in soon, but, choosing the state of feigned ignorance, I guess I'm not that sure after all. Now that Orientation is over, I guess I'd turn back to being back on schedule with my work, which is probably take loads of effort on my part, given my (apparently undying) love for procrastination and lack of self-control and discipline.
Now I shall return to looking for my LJJ DVD which Kelly Kon so kindly burned and sent to us via post. (He's Type I) &We have yet to complete our series of lectures from Mei Wei which she is supposedly going to change the syllabus of. She is one funny lecturer.
In case you were wondering, I still miss and suffer from withdrawal symptoms from my OCIP trip to Sichuan, sadly.
XXX_,
Su
Saturday, 06 February 2010
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The stupid MRT game is a torture tool
OMG I really love my OG! They're really awesomely sweet they gave the OGLs cards and Pick Up Sticks. I swear they are as sweet as honey honey. I really cannot write in words what Orientation 2010 has given me, but I really appreciate all my fellow OGLs and my awesome OG freshies who made up for the screwed-up-ness of the SC organisation of the Orientation. Mass dance was wet and mad. My voice is in coma.
&After mass dance yesterday we played the retarded MRT game at Marina's rooftop. I SWEAR IT IS A TORTURE TOOL. Yutian whacked me so damn hard and violently and now my my left thigh has internal bleeding and clots and bruises and what not. &I am not exaggerating. But it's okay I forgive you Yutian, because you are so lamely funny.
Then OCIP dudes and dudettes had our Post-Expedition Project and we went baking. According to the people who baked on Thursday - Yi Han is apparently very very very bad at baking. &Surprise surprise, who did I get paired with? I was like wondering why they categorised me with him and if I was really that bad a baker. Hahhaha. But hahaha, it wasn't so. Because they needed someone to make sure he didn't screw up haahahahhahaa (Grins because this means I'm not bad!) Poor Hui Ying and Kelly Kon were stuck with naughty mucus-filled kids, while Rachelle was in charge of all the naughty boys. Yi Han and I got one very cute and obedient malay boy called Kelvin. Hahaha! Actually we had another super naughty and obstinate boy whose name excapes me, but Rachelle took him under her wing after much frustration. Hahaha, thank you!!!! I think Reuben is a super good almond-chopper.
I cannot wait for Chinese New Year because it means $$$$ and cookies, although I really shouldn't be eating so much nonsense, when it is like 7 weeks away from Nationals. GASP OF HORROR. I'm super super super worried for Nationals because I am totally not up to standard. My back tuck extension thing is so horrid and I can't connect the freaking dots. But I think that's why I love training. Each time I go for practice it is another challenge and there is a goal to be met. I
Gymnastics. I know it's cheesy but I just had to.
I shall eat Pineapple Tarts heehee. -
I AM FAT
I HATE BEING FAT AND UNHAPPY.
I know I've been a fat arse all along but then, it's only now that I realise how unhappy I am about it. I've got to lose the fat, fast. In seven weeks! Go me. This means I am not slacking during PE anymore, even if it's 0.5 kcal I lose, I've got to lose it. (Hahaha, yes, PE only does that much energy-burning, unfortunately.) It so doesn't help that I have Chinese New Year cookies from the most awesome hotels on my table. I AM GOING TO GROW EVEN FATTER BECAUSE OF CNY. But that's just about the only downside to CNY. But I digress.
I know I have to do something about it. No worries, I do not believe in fasting because well, I can't train properly and right if I do. I can't believe how much I allowed myself to grow grow grow grow grow grow. This is mega mega horrid and absolutely disgusting.
This calls for self-control and lots of determination.
But it's really no use that I am complaining about how fat I am here. Nothing about complaining shall solve the problem. It calls for action. &Action it shall be.
Thursday, 04 February 2010
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Self-control is not happening
I am dozing off while eating dinner. It is really quite bad. Exhaustion. It's not even fatigue anymore. It is total exhaustion. I am really annoyed now. I really don't want to do the stupid biathlon thing. Why must the school be such itchy arses?! I really want to join my junior class for the sea carnival. But I guess I can't.
Looking through Orientation photos. I swear Facebook hates me it doesn't let me upload my photos. SADNESS PLZ. Can't wait for tomorrow at Suntec though heehee
&I really cannot post anything now because I want to see photozzzz
Wednesday, 03 February 2010
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PYXIS INFERNO, BURN BABY BURN
Unfortunately, or fortunately, Orientation is officially over, although I'll bet all of us are suffering from serious serious withdrawal symptoms. I know I am and I already miss my subOG Pyk-Up-Stix like mad after one day. They're such cheerful people and super spontaneous. I'm super glad my subOG actually opened up to each other. It was bowling session after bowling session, DAYTONA and pool, and I do hope we will manage to keep in contact.
I actually am rather looking forward to Sea Carnival.
Did I mention I actually have loads of work to do, but I'm not doing it now. In fact I just spent the past 2 hours looking at photos. Call me sentimental.
&I should probably go do some work now.
Make It Or Break It just gets better each week. I cannot wait for the next episode plzzzz. So I guess that means it's rather successful. Hmm.
I don't have the mood to post more.
Tuesday, 02 February 2010
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I TOTALLY LIKE MY SUB OG YAYNESS.
Monday, 01 February 2010
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I'VE GOT A RASHHHHHH
I've got a horrid rash. I hate having the rashessssss. It sucks. &The stupid calamine lotion doesn't work. I guess I have to resort to taking the tablets. I'm so sorry my liver.
I also have a very nice sub-og! Outing today was triple fun: for the first time in my life, I wasn't last at a Daytona Car Race. We bowled (always a Pyxis favourite) and played pool. I swear the Rainy-sky guy in my sub-OG is a pro pool player (try saying that five times fast: PRO POOL PLAYER.) We played I Have Never, more successsful than when my class tried to play it btw. Then we played childhood games on the roof at Marina and talked a bit. This outing was really bonding and I thoroughly enjoy it even though it made me even more thoroughly broke. Darnzzzz.
I am poorgirl92. Sadness.
I still can't get over what I was gushing over yesterday. I already shared the joy with Kelly and Ainslie heeheeeeee. &I won't tell anyone else because it'll totally make me look loopy.
I HATE RASHESSSSSSS GRAHHHHHHHHH
Sunday, 31 January 2010
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OMG GUSH TTM!!!!!I am megaaaaa blown away times 589045748987. It's a shame I can't announce why! FML. But argh, I wish I could share the joyyyyy. Where is Ainslie/Kelly?!?!!?! Heart meltzzzzzzzz
Edit:
Okay, it's been like a few hours after my gushing, and the mood's totally different now because I stumbled across a weblog, and let's say well, it just hurts. I don't usually have such strong feelings after reading blogs, but this one is really bad. Hurts that it isn't working out the way I want it too. I actually secretly don't want you to realise this is about you because it'll just make things all the worse. &With you, I can't 'talk about it' because you're not one to handle these things. With you it's just, I don't know, YOU? I think that's it. It hurts that even when we made an effort, it's not recognised. It hurts that I can't control myself anymore. I even complained about you to my mum, that's how horrid it is. Sometimes I really just put a front when I meet you. You know what? I think the more I see you the worse this feeling gets. I hate feeling like this. I hate feeling so negative about you. I hate thinking that you're always acting unlike yourself in front of different people. We did make an effort you douchebag, but no. You're busy caring about other stuff.
Listening to Three Cheers For Five Years (Acoustic) makes this all the worse.
I'd really like to tell you to realise that you've been acting rather like an arse this while.
YOU'VE BEEN AN ARSE.
I said it. I think the lethargy made me moody.
Saturday, 30 January 2010
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You know I won't give in.
Let's see: I am going bowling tomrorow afternoon, I slept for 14 hours and I want to read Dear John, I am bitten by a cursed insect, which I think I am allergic to because it's getting rather bad and I just finished watching The Vampire Diaries (Awesome). I need to bathe and sleep and I really want to watch The Beautiful Life again.
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- Name: Su Wen
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- Member Since: 5/25/2007
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If Gymnastics were easy, It'd be called Football.
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