35: UninspiringI entered my blog site for the first time in a week, full of inspiration and a runner's high. I read post 34 and lost all inspiration. I can do it! Stalford English tuition is gooood. (: Mrs Ng is coming tmr. Science is going well. If anything, I'm counting on these 3 subjects to carry me through the midyears. Okay I'm going to stop being pessimistic.
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No scratch that. I want to say something! I'm pretty pissed with a group of people. You know, its pretty evident already that I suck. But however and whichever way you would like to argue it, we're still a team. So the "seasoned" players 5-6 balls all the time, and I get 1-2 or occasionally 3?
"Eunice, give it to Eunice!"
"I gave her already!"
So you're biased. So nagging and attention equates to interest. So when she fails to gain the respect of the team, its your failure, but when I fail to master this, its my failure?
I finally found the reason for my bad mood out of the late. I heard it would be tough. I didn't know it would turn out like this. Its so phsychological, this game; this CCA.
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I'm all set for informal writing test tmr. Never been more phsyched. SHIT. I just realised that PBL ends at 2.30 and tuition starts at 3.30! Okay. I should be able to get home by then.
I'm excited for tmr. I'm going to sleep soon.
Bye loves!
