“It's all about you.”

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Of all the things that I could do, I ended up with something that I couldn't.

Okay, the previous post was not deleted, just taken down it was too looooooooooooooooooong. Anyways, hope you people enjoyed that post too. (:

Bahh. In a state of I-don't-know-whether-to-do-this-or-that kind of mood right now. Or maybe just because I don't know what to write. Whatever.

And November is ending in, what, 7 and a half hours?? Ahh!

My mum was at the gym when my father came back from work this evening. Him and I were supposed to meet my mum for dinner at Bedok when she called home after she was done with her training.

Playing safe, my father told me to get changed and stand by, so that we could go off immediately after she called.

I did what I was supposed to do, and came back to the computer again.

My iPod was charging by the side. I plugged it out and put it in my pocket, stuffing my earphones wherever they are supposed to go as well.

While on the Net, I heard 发如雪. Became quite happy and starting humming along with the song as well.

The phone rang a few minutes later. My dad picked it up. Cue for us to move out.

I withdrew my iPod from my pocket, wanting to switch it off.

But, it wasn't on in the first place.















I think I need a break.

Bahh, I think I sleep too much.

I slept at 10.30pm yesterday, and set my alarm clock to 8am this morning so that I could use the computer for a while before I move off for training, but I shut it up when it hit 8 today, struggled to get up, gave up and carried on sleeping for 20 minutes, struggled to get up again, gave up and carried on sleeping for another 20 minutes, struggled for the third time, and slapped myself silly and forcing myself out.

What a pig.

Anyway, training was seriously bad. Supposed to shoot 120 shots today. I hate the phenomenon of my arm going haywire when the pellet is like screaming in the barrel of my gun, "Oi! Get me out of here, you moron!". And 'Bang!', the pellet goes flying, and hits the white area of the card. The pellet then celebrates its freedom by bouncing up and down on the floor, and in a way saying, "You suck!".

Oh, and did I mention how I went on ranting about Man. United losing the game against Bolton in the middle of shooting? Esmond was silently laughing away at this. Bahh, Arsenal fans. ):

Weather was horrible after training was done. It seemed to be raining for the first time in all living history, considering how much water output from the skies to the ground, where we stand and dance and talk and laugh.

I was the only one who didn't have an umbrella, so the rest of the guys told me to borrow one from the office. Told Mr Robert Yeo that I would return it in about 2 hours, because we were just heading to Parkway for lunch. Was deciding to pass it to Daniel who was coming back to school for OGL training later when Mr Robert Yeo took out some book and asked me to sign my name on it.

Bahh. I had to give the umbrella back myself then.

On the way to Parkway, the rain become lighter and lighter. By the time we finished our meal at Parkway, nothing came down from the clouds.

What the hell? I could have sworn that Singapore was turning into a swimming pool any minute just about 45 minutes ago.

Ahh. Went back to school to put the umbrella back down and practiced a bit of piano, considering how much I suck at it.

Bahh.

Blogger is being irritating today because i had to wait 15 minutes for the posting page to come up and type what I am going to type here. Gahh.

Okay, so there goes my mood.

Today is a Sunday. I hate Sundays. During the holidays, I mean. I would never dream of hating a Sunday during school-days.

I don't like the fact that I am called to go out with my parents for breakfast at 11.30am, when I have already eaten one and a half hours ago.

Come on. It's that time, and breakfast? You are joking.

Anyway, I was trying to control my mood and decided to shut up and follow them out for the sake of getting out of the house. And wow, we only went out of the house for 45 minutes!

Felt extremely sian when we came back. Even Gunbound is losing its initial appeal one week ago.

Overcharged my iPod by 2 hours because I was too lazy to pick it out of the USB port in my computer.Stuck at home with nothing to do. Yet again. Bahh.

And why did Man. United lose to lowly Bolton?? Because there was no magical Cristiano Ronaldo?

All your fault, Gerard Piqué. ):

Stuck at home with nothing to do today. Again.

Bahh. I wished I had something worthy of getting my hands busy on besides Dynasty Warriors 5 on my PS2 which was cleaned a few days ago and the occasional blast of Gunbound on my computer which was cleaned twice in the last 5 days. What the hell.

And my 3 pet birds got into an insanely big fight today. One of the two larger ones got a tail feather pecked off by the surprisingly smaller (but more aggressive) bird. And I got bitten in the process of separating them. ):

Wanting to get out of the house in the near future.

And I see dust on my computer screen again. Gahh.

Oh. Wow. England is out of Euro 2008.

"如果邪恶是华丽残酷的乐章
他的终场我会亲手写上
晨曦的光风干最后一行忧伤
黑色的墨染上安祥"

I never had an easy life.

I hate housework.

But my mum doesn't know this, so it's not her fault.

But still, I hate housework.

Following a string of bad and disappointing events from today and yesterday and the day before, I declare that...

I AM DEPRESSED.

Okay, that's it.

Fithos. Lusec. Wicos. Vinosec.

Feeling a bit off-form now.

Gahh. My mood over my entire life can be drawn out into a sine curve.

It's constant. There's always one day where I will feel extremely happy, and really down on the next day.

I don't understand how beings such as me ever set foot on earth in the first place. It somehow upsets the balance. ):

I am glad I wasted my time away effectively today, seeing as though training was canceled due to pouring rain. ):

In a delirious mood now. Try not to break it. (:

I'm in a... bitchy mood now.

Sorry, I can't think of any other word to replace that. ):

I am happy.

I am sad.

Dammit.

Managed to blast a moderately big hole in a target card during training today in under 40 shots. Besides, that hole made up the entire 9-ring.

Which means that the hole was directly in the centre of the card.

But, trouble was, there were two 5's that were out of the way.

What the hell.

Should have taken a picture, but I am just too ashamed to show it.

I went street-roaming / shopping along Orchard, Somerset and Dhoby Ghaut today.

Alone.

After much deliberation, I have decided to do something really stupid tomorrow.

Don't worry. It isn't going to hurt one bit. (:

Weirdly enough, my spirits seem to be taking a definite upturn from a few minutes ago.

What the hell is happening to me?!

As of now, life isn't exciting at all.

I think I'll go nuts for being stuck with nothing to do for 6 days already.

Of all the days, why does it always have to be the present where I feel depressed?

I don't get it.

Plus, I don't need to eyes to cry.


I honestly can't take it anymore.


真正的自己, 根本不存在。

You Should Play the Piano

You are a true music aficionado who loves many musical style and eras. You find music to be an escape. And you'd like to be relaxed and comfortable when you're making it. You're very innovative, and you have a unique way of knowing what may sound beautiful. There's a strong possibility that you could compose some of your own work songs quite easily. While you have a lot of creative energy, you are also serious and conscientious. Your musical talent needs time, practice, and lots of privacy to flourish. Your dominant personality characteristic: your painstaking attention to detail Your secondary personality characteristic: your natural tendency to be whimsical

You aren't kidding me, right? Is it really true?!

Boring. Boring. Boring.

Seriously, the end of End-of-Years take away a lot of your hands-on time. You just don't have anything to do at hand. o.O

Had some movie screening in school for the IP2s today, and it turned out to be Blood Diamond. Quite okay for a post-exam activity, to be quite frank. Some mates and I expected the movie to be some stupid one like West Wing. Hurhur.

It was 10.30am when it's all over. Rhoda and Jillian wanted to eat banmian and went off.I placed my bag in the rifle range along with jun Han and Esmond, got changed and was hoping to get in a bit of cycling before we went for training.

Walked to the patch of green grass in front of the overhead bridge at East Coast Park and sat down, because Caitlin told us to 'go ahead'. We thought she would be coming later. We then sat down and talked a lot of stuff. Ahmad was holding Kenny's and Thomas's phones and playing identical music from both the phones. 'Surround sound', he says. Lol.

It was running late and Caitlin hasn't come yet. Jun Han and I had to get back to school or we would be late for training. Walked all the way back to school again and saw Caitlin discussing stuff with a few others for Symposium. Whee.

Training has improved quite a bit over the days. Coach told me a couple of things to be mindful of when shooting. Utilised them within the hour. My shots are improving! Yayness to myself. o.O

Had to get back home without the others because my mum had me go back right away. And I was just feeling extremely bored all the way home. What the hell.

And I'm such a noob at the piano.