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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

what agnes said has provoked me into some thinking.

i cannot choose my life.

my life is choosen by Someone's else.

Just like i cannot choose my friends.

but rather Someone arrange my friends to meet tgt.

sick of mugging. i want poly! y din i heed my mom's advice?din noe jc life really sucks to this core. always thot i'm some hard-core mugger. but i realise i cldnt adapt to it. i'm swimming in the information that they are feeding me.really need hell lots of self-discipline which i nv hv.
thot that after i joined hockey, i'll appreciate n manage my time better. apparently not.