Friday, August 17, 2007

Dinie is quite anxious about the friendly tournament he is going to have tomorrow. He is excited, but/and hopes he will be able to perform. Dinie is wondering whether his lack of sleep could contribute to any poor performance. For this whole week, he had about 14 hours of sleep within 4-5 days. It is not healthy for him as he has been involved in many activities. Such as soccer trainings, silat lessons that he had recently took up and a couple of religious classes each week.

Nevertheless, Dinie feels he is a strong man. He should be able to sustain with better time management.

It seems a number of his classmates noticed that Dinie has been abit quiet or looks sad. It may be due to his tiredness. He hopes he can brighten the mood of the people around him even more. So, there is not a need to worry about Dinie.

Inter-class games will be on soon and he realises he will be playing against 134. So, will he challenge or give way to them? Let us see what happens...

posted by Wary at 11:52 PM


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Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
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Between the lines of fear and blame
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