The holidays have came by and 2 weeks have flown past, just like that.
The good: I've been pushing it to the limits once more. Floorball 3 times a week, hockey once or twice, wakeboard/cable-ski as and when I slot times in. Doing 1 to 2 sports a day wrecks the body, but calms the mind. Then again, the body ain't wrecked yet...there's always more to go. The game is never over till its over.
It simply reminds me why I would not give up sports to enter the modelling industry. I understand I will never be like them; I could never live their lifestyle (of nua-ness, zero activity and controlled eating); I could never look like them. Heck, I rather be wakeboarding my life away than to control those damn calories. (:
Life's been...somewhat good. Except for a few hiccups here and there.
1. The reality of friendships.
I could never view them on the same level as I did 1+ years ago again. Too many betrayals, too much superficiality, too much materialism ruling the relationships I shared with these girls. Too many in the gossip channels. And you all think I don't hear them, huh? Gossips, stories, opinions, tainted foul mouths. I am disillusioned once again.
2. I 'da-baoed' one module.
First failure in my three years of university life. The word "unsatisfactory" left me stumped for a moment - I knew my cursed prediction has came true. It means 6 modules next semester.
6 modules, floorball IVP, floorball league, wakeboard IVP, 2 part-time jobs...simply spells trouble for me. Hmm. I know some will read these and go, "hah, she deserves it. I hope she falls walking down this path." Such evil creatures I have around me. Thank God for the rest of the darlings I have around me as well. Makes life bittersweet, really.
Well, you know what that means. Catch me before 8th January, or after May. Haha, kidding my dears. Just wish me luck and bear with me.
The good: I've been pushing it to the limits once more. Floorball 3 times a week, hockey once or twice, wakeboard/cable-ski as and when I slot times in. Doing 1 to 2 sports a day wrecks the body, but calms the mind. Then again, the body ain't wrecked yet...there's always more to go. The game is never over till its over.
It simply reminds me why I would not give up sports to enter the modelling industry. I understand I will never be like them; I could never live their lifestyle (of nua-ness, zero activity and controlled eating); I could never look like them. Heck, I rather be wakeboarding my life away than to control those damn calories. (:
Life's been...somewhat good. Except for a few hiccups here and there.
1. The reality of friendships.
I could never view them on the same level as I did 1+ years ago again. Too many betrayals, too much superficiality, too much materialism ruling the relationships I shared with these girls. Too many in the gossip channels. And you all think I don't hear them, huh? Gossips, stories, opinions, tainted foul mouths. I am disillusioned once again.
2. I 'da-baoed' one module.
First failure in my three years of university life. The word "unsatisfactory" left me stumped for a moment - I knew my cursed prediction has came true. It means 6 modules next semester.
6 modules, floorball IVP, floorball league, wakeboard IVP, 2 part-time jobs...simply spells trouble for me. Hmm. I know some will read these and go, "hah, she deserves it. I hope she falls walking down this path." Such evil creatures I have around me. Thank God for the rest of the darlings I have around me as well. Makes life bittersweet, really.
Well, you know what that means. Catch me before 8th January, or after May. Haha, kidding my dears. Just wish me luck and bear with me.