Tuesday, May 29, 2007
In my own imagination 10:37 PM.
Didn't blog for about a week. If i carry on like this, i may lose my momentum to write.
Well, i feel that i haven't been progressing well in my music. Except that i've written a few songs which the inspiration emerged from him. Nothing has happened much these few days. Went to sch, get results, go for training at Bishan and Koonsan.
Anyway, results are not really as desired.
Though i did better than the level average score, i wasn't satisfied at my aggregate for L1R4. It was like 22....Shit. Well, perhaps this really compelled and impelled me to work hard...I'm really motivated to do well for Os and prelims. I've started studying already. I'm gonna screw myself to study this holiday. The gd thing is that i've started it. hahaha....
Well, on Sunday, i went to Koonsan for sanda training....That Wilson, haha, he is so irritatingly, ridiculously, extremely CUTE can? Well, coach paired us up to train. And instead of hitting my damn gloves he actually hit my forearm which caused an ugly swell.
Talk about training, i'm so glad that Hougang training has resumed. lol... I just got back from hougang trg. Ran 2.4km and trained! The issue to gallivant about is today only me and Ivan turned up. And the both of us paired up to train. haa...Then coach told us to hit each other. So that we won't feel too strangered to getting hit when we spar, which is an inevitable case in all fights.He Hit me wor...haha...The pain was so surreal and bizarre. It was like a sweet hurt. Physically i felt hurt but emotionally the happiness aroused....haha....
Anyway, a robbery occured to my aunt this morning. While she was on her way to work this morning at 5.50am (her usual workoholic habit), she was stalked by an Indian man. Due to her inobservant character, she thought he was just an ordinary man on his way to another destination. However, despite weird happenings like the Indian man being hesitant in his steps, my aunt did not give a damn or suspect anything fishy.
Then, the catastrophe occured. The moment she rested her butt on the bench at the bus stop, the Indian man grabbed her handbag like a vice. Subsequently, her instant reaction was to scream on top of her operatic voice and get into a moment of struggling. As the small built Indian bastard didn't hv much time to spare, he decided to act in an ungentlemanly manner and gave my aunt a punch on her lower left lips. Immediately she let go of her bag. She chased the robber all the way back to the void deck of our home. By the time, she's lost sight of him. She asked a passer-by and according to her, the Indian bastard actually ran towards another block.
My aunt then came back home to tell us what has happened. The half awaken me heard the commotion and found out what has happened. Then i assisted her to make a police report, whereby 2 police officers arrived at our residence just 5 mins after we called for them.
As they were interviewing my aunt, my damned father was being a bitch, and trying to act smart but actually he's nothing but more of an encumbrance. He interrupts in the conversations, kept on emphasizing that he know who the robber was. Having a low EQ level, he pissed everyone off including me. For God's sake, my aunt was alr traumatised by what has happened and there he is making things worse by interrupting and critisizing my aunt. Honestly, he shd go and die.
Ok, i'm gonna rest now. Didn't hv much rest last night and today because of remedial lessons and my busy schedule today. Am gonna stay home tmr and study....Rmb to tag...bb
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