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CNY holidays are coming to end. LOUSY. time flies so fast when youre having fun, doing fun things, like training. HAHAHAHA. omg i sound pathetic but that was what ive been doing for the past few days. train, train, train, but training doesnt feel like a chore anymore. which is a good thing, i think. ;)
other than training, i cleaned my room. SO RAJIN OMG. Nadz was supposed to help but he came only after i was almost done. perangai right. hahaha! after that we went for daddy's bbq and played the dance thingy on kinect which was so hilariously fun! SO TEMPTED TO BUY. but i needa save for a lappie or camera or holiday or umm, ugh. MONEY. that reminds me yet again, still havent submitted my resignation letter (or even hinting to my HODs that im gonna quit) I KNOW RIGHT IM SO GONNA DIE.
yah, so trainings have been going pretty well, ive been running religiously like a mad dog, Nadz calculated that i ran 24km in total in january. oh wait, or was it 40km or 50km? oh shit. i forgot, shall ask him tmr. im starting to enjoy running again like how i used to be able to run 10km everyday FOR FUN. but not that crazy, YET. training on water has been okay, we've been getting materials from the trusted FISA website. no point brooding over the fact that we, national athletes, are coach-less. so we're working on things we can actually make a difference to. so there you go. own training programme, encouraging each other on. whats not there to like about trng, i ask you? <3
BUT BUT BUT, today. omg today has to like spoil the chain of awesome rowing days. today, i went on water feeling like crap, i rowed like crap, wait, i dont even know if whatever i did on water was called rowing but IT WAS CRAPPISH. it was so bad i cried i know loser sia. ok done. tomorrow will be a better day, promise.
3 things which were not supposed to be on my mind were all i thought about while i was rowing:
1. lactic acid on the legs (noone said lactic training was fun)
2. the tingling sensation on my back (i cant decide if it hurts or it tingles)
3. the knee (like whats new)
BODOH KAN.
ok moving on.
yah, its like 1:25am and im still pretty much wide awake i dont know why. and if he finds out im still awake he's gonna be mad. lets just hope i can wake up at 5 tmr for trng. crosses fingers.
okay wait back to my Saturday. it was so eventful i have to spill it right here right now before i forget.
other than stupid trng, (ugh so angry with myself) i went to play touch at nyjc after much persuasion from yatay, as part of trng for our games next week. i decided not to get involved so much cuz sport shoes and stupid long grasses and uneven ground on the field dont go well together. so when i did a partial split once attempting to run, i decided to go slow. and some insensitive bugger who ive never met before (and apparently gonna be my teammate for the games) decided to carik pasal by asking me whether i was serious about playing for the games. its not like i want to be mean, but hey, you dont deserve my kindness. naa-aah. you know what, go find your perfect player for your team. oh wait, your team apparently comes under my name. oh no. looks like youre gonna have to find your own team. boo you!
met the girls at some really dodgy karaoke place at cuppage. and ive concluded that we should just stick to playing sports, really. we dont sing, we melalak. like screech. like that. HAHAHAHA. but it was fun. with all our memek faces and awesome voices. woohoo.
so when i got home, i was alone till like midnight and i stayed up for my parents to come back home from KL. part of the reason was because i was scared thus the lights in my house were switched on as though it was raya. and for the first time in many months, i was actually sitting on the living room couch, watching TV! SO MANY CHANNELS AND PROGRAMMES TO WATCH I SAT THERE FOR A GOOD 4 HOURS I SWEAR and omg i feel so domesticated today i washed the clothes, hanged the clothes, folded the clothes. (so hardworking i dont know why) and the first thing my mum did when she got home was to nag cuz i didnt sweep the floor.
yeah.
told her i have a class agama tmr with yatay at changi and instead of being happy about it, she scolded me that it was too far.
sometimes, i dont know what to say, really.
so you know, i plugged in my headphones and listened to our karaoke adventures (more like listening to 8 crazy girls attempting to sing their lungs out).
oh well.
and and and, this might sound as though ive been spending way too much time with sec school kids but I LOVE HIM OMG. okay bye.
