Wednesday, July 09, 2008

Previous post was supposedly my 88th post..
Nice no.
Im reli chinesely influenced..

Anyway, I gotta talk bout PE jus now..
It was reli a pleasant surprise for me..
It was a Muay Thai workshop..
N it was jus d day aft I tried d Muay Thai sparing..
Correction from my previous post..
Dint reli get hurt
instead of int reli got hurt...
So, I've come 2 d agreement with my rival for a rematch..
Since both of us received d Muay Thai trainin at d same time..
So, for those who dunno whose my rival?
Care for a guess?
Heh..

Wells, Im pretty confused as to some of d things happenin round me..
Hmm,
Dinie, dun waste yr brain cells n jus focus on using them for academic purposes..
N had math tuition earlier..
I tink I made d right decision to change tutor..
He's reli motivating in a way..
N he teaches me study n exam techniques
Reli beneficial in my opinion..

I used to have this craving for 4As in d A's...
Im getting that craving back.....

posted by Wary at 12:33 AM


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