Thursday, December 11, 2008
Just had a wonderfully relaxing bath after my early morning visit to East Coast Park.
Finally ran again today, though I think my injured ankle still cant really take it. Dark ominous clouds are gathering overhead. Gasps. Im starting to think that perhaps this injury is permanent afterall. Dang.
But anyhow, today's run wasnt so much about fitness [ Though I know Im in great need of it. ]. It was more of a psychological marker, a point for change. Internship ended more than one week ago, and I realised I havent been doing anything productive. [ Stares at my pile of homework with unimaginable hate. ] Well, I guess I did notice the inproductivity from the start, and it was at the back of my head all this time. But a part of me is just surpressing this strange urge to touch my homework, telling me to take it easy for awhile before I start getting into the heat of things which will eventually lead up to the As next year.
I guess though, its about time I started doing some honest work. No more sleeping in until I feel like waking up. No more slacking around with absolute intention to avoid any productive work. I dont want to start school next year, with the first thought on my mind being incomplete holiday homework. Im not saying Im going hardcore, it is the holidays afterall. But its definitely not going to be 100% slackerdonkeyish. Haha.
Okay. Physics, Math and General Paper. I'll also definitely start on Programming. Thank god though theres no Econs, cause everyone ponned the last lesson of the year and Mr Basil Chan couldnt assign the work. Haha. Otherwise, it'd be Project Work all over again. And I have a bad feeling that this time, I'd be doing all the work.
On a side note, I met John at East Coast. He was out night cycling with his friends. Haha. Which reminds me, he's going to be interning at TJ as a GP tutor. It'll be fun.
Hmm. Its interesting how some people are just destined for great things, while others just struggle to survive. Of course, there are those who are also destined for great things, but do it a year later. (:
" 'I'm really sorry. ... I thought he was just tired,' said Lynne Stewart, who was arrested in West Melbourne, Fla., in October and charged with stealing items from a 56-year-old, unconscious man who in fact had just suffered a fatal heart attack during sex with Stewart. She blamed her larceny on a cocaine binge that impaired her judgment such that (according to a police commander) she had sex with 20 men that weekend. (However, she was not charged with prostitution. Said the commander, "No, she just likes sex.")"
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