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She is unpredictable, frequent moodswings. Sometimes she’s nice, and sometimes she’s not.
Her name is Yan Ying. 90% of the world can’t pronounce it properly, simple as it seems. But no one really cares so they just call her YY. She is not fond of people with the same name as her. She turns 14 on 6th September and she loves her birthday cause it is a sex symbol. She was from Yew Tee Primary and is still proud of her school. She will never forget the class of 6D’07, or the batch of P6’07. She is currently an idiot in Nanyang Girls High and it is a love-hate relationship. She belongs to 202’09 which she, to be honest, doesn’t feel much for. She is a Theatre Club girl and is more than proud to be one. She especially loves Emo Batch♥, and looks forward to devoting her next 3 years to TCN with much optimism. She does ballet with more than just passion but she can’t do a center split. She is trying her best and is currently aiming for a far-fetched distinction for Grade6. She loves hiphop just as much though she’s pretty new at it. Her favourite sport is swimming and she occasionally plays basketball as a form of stress-relief. She likes to be tan and loves her swimming tan line. The piano, is yet another love-hate relationship. Like most teenagers, her hobbies include MSNing, blogging, and youtubing and facebooking. She loves shopping and doing random stuff like gaying people, jumping over railings, walking in the rain, and having completely irregular sleeping hours. Unlike most teenagers, she thinks that rap music is trash. She also thinks that she is getting old cause she hates the songs the average listens to these days. She can’t explain her love for oldies, country music, ballads, and sentimentals. Nostalgic songs are the best. Her favourite bands are Michael Learns to Rock, The Beatles and Westlife. She loves too many singers to name them all. “Forevers” are bullshit as of now. The night speaks to her the way no one else can. Her favourite thing to do is to curl up with a book on a rainy afternoon in her room, where she feels safest in. Her favourite flower is a black rose, but on the contrary, she likes rainbows and hugs too. She is always torn between two. But she is determined when she sets her mind on something, so she wants the world to shut up and believe in her. Just watch.Tag
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Friday, May 09, 2008, 10:06 AM
Napfa - 2.4km
I don't know what to say. One second slower than my record. So 14 16.Yeah, I mean, it was okay. Ace. I lost 8 bucks.
I trained hard enough, I improved from 12 mins+ for 1.6 to 14 16 for 2.4.
Mm yeah, it was okay. Quite good.
But, ironically, I didn't feel that I put in enough effort. The determination was just gone. I woke up in the morning feeling buay chap, I went to school and didn't give a damn, I heck cared when we changed into our PE attires. Idk what's wrong with me, but it just went that way.
When I ran for the first 4 rounds it was just running for the sake of running. My mind was blank, I wasn't thinking of anything, I didn't feel that tired. At the 5th round onwards I just felt I was running slowly, and shockingly I didn't do anything to speed up or to improve.
I didn't think of anything else, didn't think of stopping, feeling tired, overtaking people, or the movie ticket and mcflurry. It just felt as though I didn't know there wasn't going to be a second chance and it was like all those trainings - they just went to waste. I ran as though I was jogging and I.
Blah I don't know what to say. At the end of everything it still felt I could run more, and Melissa commented that I don't look tired at all. I didn't feel as dead as I did on Wednesday and it was like half my energy level was still there.
All of these equals to I haven't tried my best. I have no idea why I didn't.
I don't have an excuse. Though my thigh muscles were aching in the morning, it wasn't when I ran the 2.4.
And BQ lowered it to 14 mins yesterday. Perhaps I was too complacent, overconfident? I wasn't.
Sigh I don't know.
I just feel regret, that's all.