Why?

I'm not perfect. I don't expect myself to be perfect.

So why do you?

Don't think that only you have dreams for me to fulfill. I have my own expectations too. I'm not weak, why do you insist i'm such?

You try to tear me away from the sport i love, from the coach i've been under. You force me under a totally new one without reason, threatened that if i don't follow, i'll never be allowed to swim again. You cut down on my training times, but expect me to improve, you change my coach, my strokes suddenly, but expect me to do better. What the hell do you want?

You say you don't know me, but what i feel is, i don't know you anymore.

Sigh. Okay, enough of my ramblings.

I'm tired now. Was so stiff during training i couldn't sprint. Dammit.

And yesterday the water was freakking hot, it was impossible to do anything. I'll bet jonathan was disappointed with me. Dammit, again. I'm so sorry.

I want the freezing water from sports school. It's damn nice can. I love it. Singapore is screwed. The weather is fucking hot, i hate it a whole lot. I hate stepping out of the house, out of the air-con. I hate swimming in hot water. I hate being sweaty all over, it makes my face all oily and unglam, then pimples will start popping out. Gahh.

And i want to know my 2.4km timing, ahhas(:

There's i new show our class's crazed about. Count dracula (censored:D) from sesame street is damn funny. Laughing from start to stop(:

Hmm, oh yes. Chem is getting harder and harder. Bleah. Geog has loads to memorize. YeeksD: 16/20 for math test, yuck. Made so many mistakes. And oh shit. Math project haven't done yet. And melvin just came into our group. Double damn. English is as boring as ever.

And 205 sat together for lunch again(:

And the school just have out their new green colour books. For reasons unknown. And we each had to pay $12 for it. Bullshit mann.

Hmm. I'm more or less done, i guess. Nothing much interesting. Okay bye.