Finally...something worth fighting for......anyway...I've gotta do well for my promos....to stay in fencing....thanks to a stupid E-mail reply from my Godfather that made my mum bar me from joining fencing...at least until I get good promo results....Motivated now........anyway......I am gonna whoop some NJC butt at next year's shooting competitions man.....seriously...I am gonna train up the team till we whoop serious ass....haha...I Love Shooting!
Anyway....I feel sad for Edward Norton...I mean Hollywood stereotypes Roles too much....I mean look at the roles Edward Norton plays:That poor Misguided murderer, Derek in American History X...That Split-personality guy tormented by his other half in Fight Club..That mentally-tortured detective in Red Dragon...and that 24 hours to live guy in that show their airing on Star Movies recently.....Sad...case...
Tempo:150...Stabilized....time to study.....
Just had an afternoon powernap....Love it....very rested...weeeeeeee
I see......so many......Backs...so many daggers before me......and everyone...is stabbing everyone else...what's more...I too...am caught in such a position......why...is it such?....What purpose does it serve?...I have no idea....
tempo:20.....waiting for...more sleep=p
Oh Ya...the Hair's ok.....I guess not so bad...lah...so I should probably say..Thank You Livia =)
Me:Hey Ive got a grudge against someone(stares intently at Jeremy)(whacks ball up)
Stares longer....
*Whack**Ball on head*T_T
=p...Right brain Left Brain conflict...I think that's why I suck at sports....I keep switching hands....cos I am neither Left handed or Right handed for anything until I stick to one....like Writing(right)...or Air Rifle(left)..=p.....either that or Ive got the 'Joker' factor in which I have always found myself experiencing weird anomalies that are sooooo absurd........=p..which brings me to the time I shot a 9 for one of my Air Rifle scores....problem was...the 9 I shot..wasn't a 9 on the card...It was the Lane Number way above the target......T_T...
Oh ya...My hair's Gone...and I have myself to blame...Note To self:NEVER EVER....as IN NEVER NEVER NEVER...take self seriously at 6am in the morning........anyway..its not so bad...I guess...Hair grows back......I guess..=p.
Really inspired...today..I was looking at the 40+Km Women's Run I think...and I was looking at that M.Saguchi who got the Gold...and tears started welling in my eyes......Looking at the sheer determination...and focus.....w00tage....that sense of achievement..and the sacrifice that comes with it...whoaness.......
Tempo:100...there is so much to be achieved.....when we actually sit down and get to it........
Self
30/12/1987
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