its the weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay!!!!!!!!!! cant believe i made it through this week actually. cos i had to do some really tough things.... and i'm alive.
but now that the weekend is here, i'm definitely not having a good time. math is killing me... i'm gonna write a letter. to parliment. and propose that math be introduced as a sentence for criminals. i can think of nothing more suitable and effective in ensuring that they are in sheer and pure pain for the rest of their stinking lives...
number patterns truly suck. or rather, i suck at number patterns. truly.
they dun make sense to me. and i tried to at least do half my homework. but really. i cant. its sooooo tough. i give up.................
speaking of tough things.... well. dateline for submission of entries for nationals close on 24th may... that means i have like 6 more trainings counting tmr and 24th before i noe whether i'm in support team or in hurdles.
i am so torn. i mean, if i get into support team again, its like home ground. i'm completely comfortable with that.... at the same time.. well. it sort of would be nice to be a hurdler?...
as aforementioned. i shall just try my best. and try not to hope.
its like that passage in The Pearl. something Juana said about being afraid to want something so much... cos when there's hope, it almost inevitable ends in pain, disappointment...
just gonna keep my fingers crossed.

haiz. and there's king henry essays to be completed by mon...................................
i solemnly swear i wun marry any one named henry or call my son henry. i'll be sick just hearing the name.