Tuesday, February 14, 2006
i think i'm being super talkative today. men are like that. they love to slack when it's the busiest period. is this illogical or illogical man. i got so much work and yet im doing this. psychology of human beings. gosh. deep topic indeed.
anyway, just wanted to comment abt PE, which i was inspired by the strain on my thigh/leg when i tried to stand up to get water. i suddenly realised how long i havent been doing exercise, not to mention go gym. im so dead la. great, this adds another huge factor of commitment to my life. im sooooooo screwed ok.
thats besides the point. ok actually it's related but wadeva. just that i think im going to fail super horribly this yr. my luck with napfa ended in sec 3 i think, which extended a little more to sec 4. totally none this yr as i can see.
chanel handbags confirm fail 2 items which we did today that caused me to ache all over (im that lousy) - standing broadjump (omigosh) and pullups (as always). and i predict my situps are going to drop to like 30 and my shuttle run is gonna fail. that leaves me with 2.4km run which is think ill fall to E and sit and reach which i should be fall to abt E as well. how nice a napfa record for this yr.
shucks. i better buck up on this man. if not i may very well be labelled - "the most unfit guy in class". and i seriously dont want that. ever.
voodoo-ed and killed at 11:28 PM
VOODOO-ED.
life is like a needle.
a voodoo needle.
it pricks.
and it hurts.
every passing day,
it will find its way to prick me.
the moment i felt
the lethal injection enter my body,
i knew it was over.
this curse has been embedded into me,
not going to be lifted anytime soon.
for the next couple of decades at least.
it's too late.
don't start regretting.
the curse of life begins.
everything is no longer the same,
anymore.
try to accept it.
(i know i'm trying.)
i've been voodoo-ed.
and now,
i'm just waiting
for the effects to take place,
for the day to come.
waiting, for the curse to befall upon me.
simply waiting,
to meet my doom.
life's never the same again.
i'm voodoo-ed. and killed.
