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Sunday, February 12, 2006 || 12:41 PM
There went another life-draining week, and there I am sitting in my own room, thinking if the world should fall on me. Stress has devoured much of my performance in school, and I am suffering here and now under an enormous workload. Hmm, that is life, I suppose. Well, back to reality. I woke up at 9am this morning, shook my head like crazy, and moved to wash up and change into VJC PE attire. Moved off for air rifle training at 9.30am. The bus I boarded was chocked full and I had to squeeze again. Reached VJC at 10.10am and walked through the front gates and down to the rifle range to begin some dry practice. Practised for like 2 hours before I could actually shoot? Yup, and my shooting today was pretty good as compared to previous trainings. Could only go back at 2pm. Missed bus 18 at the interchange and had to wait for another freaking 15 minutes for the next one to arrive. Damn. Got home telling my father I haven't ate lunch yet. He then forced me to go down AGAIN to buy lunch. Sigh............then I used some spare time to play some computer games, finish my Chemistry homework and read some stuff. Yup, now my brother is out there somewhere, which means the computer is mine to use tonight. Hmmhmmhmm, I could use the whole night to play, but I won't. I will sleep early tonight, as I have been suffering for quite some time already. I just wish there is someone out there who would understand how I feel, understand my thoughts, care for me...................will there be anyone who will do that?
