one quarter of me now remains.
but i'm freaking proud of myself for completing part of the hockey training by running 3km++ around SP today, non-stop.
Quamar was running beside me and saying, " not bad eh! you never stop."
me: "yea. slow and steady."
Quamar: " win the race! but we seem to be losing this 'race' "
-looks at the guys who are far far in front-
me: "but at least we never lost to ourselves."




don't you agree?






i felt so much better after running.
the wind and sweat seems to have strange healing powers on me. (:
before that, i went through hell from 12-5 and i nearly exploded at someone.
was so totally stressed up with the dtp project and some stuffs just made it worse.
but i must say, i like the team that i'm working with, though we may have some differences.


then i played real horribly for the game cos my hands, legs and head didn't belong to me anymore after the run. =x
my team mates were like, "wao lao! miss again!" =x
damn damn damn.
i NEED to improve on my stamina!!




one down. THREE more to go.
my head's exploding, i need to sleep.
i hope i can.
good night.