yeowchies, yeowchies, yeowch. My abs hurt. :D

And you know why I'm glad that they hurt? xD

Caauseeeee...... It means that I have finally trained them! Y'know, it's been ages since they last ached. By ages, what I really mean is eons and eons. No joke, I can't remember when did I last worked them to this extent. heh heh heh. 6-pack, here I come ! xD

Hahaha, but in the mornings I feel like a tortise. Cause I can't get out of bed without rolling to front and then pushing myself up. Yeah, my abs hurt until I can't even do a proper situp. Goodness, how long have I not trained? O.o

Seesh, I love this feeling. It feels so, accomplished. xD Even though I still have a long long long way to go before I even get the 6-pack outline. heh.


Shat. Jon's not gonna be at the pool on monday and tuesday. Which means I gotta think up a few training sets. :x

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Y'know? I'm really supposed to be studying for french right now.
But I don't feel like it. Ugh.


Anyway, I was revising a little just now, and I came up with a few, uhm, cheesy quotes. Okay, correction. I didn't come up with it. Jean-Marc did. I just ammended it a little, ahhaha.
I must have been influenced by that over-egoistical frenchman laa. He always uses those cheesy cheesy lovey-dovey quotes to teach us the way of arranging french verbs. Now I use them too. Raah. AND they stick BETTER in my head than normal ones. Goodness. O.o


But, whatevs. Here are a few, cause I have not completed my revision yet. I might put up somemore later. *shrug*
So, if you guys out there are looking for french to wow/woo the chickas out there, HAHHA, rip ahead! xD


(meh, no translation provided okay. Go translate yourself. hurhur.)


Je tombe amoureuse avec toi.
Je suis amoureuse de toi.
Tu me fait tourne la tete.
Tu me tente.
Pour qui me prenez-vous?
Il me rends a l'aise.
Te me prendras dans tes bras.
Tu me rends essouffle.

It's not an impressive list. But whatever. Told you I might add somemore later.
For better ones, go to Amanda Tang's blog! Muahaha, I ain't gonna tell you when she posted it xD
hint, it was posted this year, though. Gosh, I just cut down the search for you guys by like, a whole damn lot!


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Seesh, I really am tired. I mean, sure, major exams are all over, and I don't wanna think about script-checking right now. But, well. Many things have been nagging on my mind ever since, I don't know, quite some time ago. Raah.
Okay, basically (omg, I'm actually using that word! Seesh, I really hate that word you know? It's like, so over-rated.), it started out as a really random thought, that I got hooked onto thinking about. It's just that, because of exams, I pushed this to the far back of my mind. Now it's coming back to haunt the living nightmare out of me. Dead serious. Maybe, perhaps I've put it off for too long.


Sigh.


And also, I've been sleeping late, again. Shat. Because of my exam late-nights, my body's accustomed to sleeping really really really late. I'm still wide awake at 1am wtf? No matter how much I toss and turn, I still can't sleep.
Furthermore, my internal alarm clock woke me up at 4am for the past two days. It's used to 3 hours a day, OMG WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MY BODY??? :'(
If anything helps, I really am sorry, for temporarily disrupting all my daily habits. Seesh.

Maybe maybe maybe. All my accumulated lost sleep, it adds up too much, waaaay too much.
This semester has been, holy cow, draining. If next sem's like this again, whew man. I might just go belly-up and flop around by term 3.

Now with the exams gone, true, I feel extremely relieved. But, it also gives me more time to think about things. Things that were normally pushed back and ignored by the excuse that "no no no, exams are coming, gen has gotta study."
But now, no. With my head empty of exams, I find them now stuffed to the brim because of these things. Gone were the times where I could just use the need to study for an excuse to escape. Argggghhh. Phbt.

I don't like being kept on my tenterhooks all day. By people around me, not just in school.
It's like, I don't know what they expect from me. They ask me a question and, this I really don't know why, they all have double meanings behind it. No, don't chide me for thinking too much into it. It's just like a true/false question in an exam, false means false, it can't be true.
Same goes here. Wrong answer means you get a blackface from them. Correct answer means you make them happy, even at the expense of sucking up to them.
A.K.A. being a hypocrite.
Which I really, really, really hate.

Imagine, degrading yourself till that level?
I don't think I can put myself through that.

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Sorry 'bout this, I'm gonna rant a little.
Don't worry. If I haven't specifically stated that it's you, don't bother worrying cause it might not be about you (whoever you are) anyway.

-tradeladela. Now you see it, now you don't. (:-

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On a slightly different note, i'm actually enjoying french (:
omg that was sick, but, yeah. No kidding, seriously. There must be something wrong with me.
*shakes head*