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me
regina chen zhirong.
yzps/cgss/vjc/ntu.
05 february 1989.
busm follower.
loves nature but hates insects.
loves music and wants all the songs.
loves outrageous fashion.
loves everything about duck.
to-do
bake muffins/cookies/cupcakes
hang out with dearest pals
do at least two charity work
go overseas with friends
participate in NIKE marathon
go picnic
fly kite
gpa 4.2
speak
pals

[bidina] [diane] [dawn] [emelin] [ethel] [guojie] [hiangsuan] [inez] [james] [jiahhuey] [joanne] [lydia] [mandy] [nathanael] [nathaniel] [noreen] [oliver] [rachel] [shangyunn] [sindhu] [teerapong] [tracy] [wenxiu] [wilson] [xuanhui] [yongyong] [zihui]

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Sunday, July 16, 2006

Fuck school. Fuck lessons. Fuck flu. Fuck fever.

One week of abeyance. I hate going to school for lessons. Don't pity loners. They don't need your sympathy. Don't you know I'm in that prestigious group?!

My itchy fingers finally got to pool on Friday with Mama! One on one and I won! (apparently, since Mama said so. HAHA) The first round was damn cool I kept scoring. Until we were left with like 3stripes (mine) and 7solid (hers) plus the black ball, Duh.

After that was POTC with some of Pearl's classmates. Okay lemme try remembering their names. Benny, Teerabong, Hanako, Han Loong, Daniel, Nickhiel, Ming Yee, Caroline and Yong Jian from s49. Tian Fu joined us for Subway. Correct? Should be la. Maybe a few spelling errors here and there.

I'm such a weakling. Joined SHAPE magazine 5km ran and clocked a time of 32:43 mins even though i haven't run for months (: But then! My knees hurt real badly after five hours or so ): It's like someone is trying to break my knees. Can't even limp properly-that is how bad it is. Much less climb the stairs. Sigh. Don't try to be a superhero.

The goodie bag was fantastic-many many free samples of god-knows-what + 96series Nike towel + mini Nike water bottle. Not bad eh. And everything (including the run and bag) costs only $15. Okay typical Singaporean. Wants cheap stuff. If free even better. But who doesn't want, right? Stupid.


Afterall at least I didn't give up during the run and I'm really proud of myself for keeping my legs going. There were definitely times when the 'devil' came into play and told my brain to take a break. It was all a matter of strategy that the 'devil' used. Excuses. 'Mommy's still at the back You should wait for her' etc. However I persevered on! (X

I love Myself for doing Myself proud.

Excuses; the most Fatal weapon.

inverse theory #4: Eat to Sleep.

written at 20:16