thomas burpee, i hate you.

burpees are prolly the worst invention ever. they harm your knees. my legs hurt LIKE FREAKING CRAP today. i went to watch up then got to go down like 3 flights of stairs after the movie right? then i was like "ow, ow, ow" each step. yes, BURPEES ARE KILLERS. lets murder thomas burpee. wait, he's dead. but i hope he turns in his grave cos THANKS TO YOU MR BURPEE, we have to do like 100 burpees each training. i do in sets of 5, which is damn pathetic and im always the last. but ouch it hurts lah.

okay, enough ranting about burpees. on a brighter note, going to hui hui's house tomorrow. managed to talk my mum into it. :) yay, and i cut my hair. wheee. i think it looks somewhat better.

and this morning, i got that scared/confused/messed up feeling again. i dont like it. feels like somethings weighing down on your chest. you dont know what to do. you dont know whats going on. you dont know anything basically. ugh.

watched up today. like, finally. some parts i dont get, but the show was pretty okay. i think that wilderness boy was cute lah. so funny. and the dog!!

i realised, my mum actually DOES use facebook. only i think she used it to spy on what im doing. she was like, "whats d***, and why are you hugging bats?"
and i just *stone* look at her, shocked. and my brains going in all places. i didnt realised she actually read my status. then *blink blink*, and i just say, "uhhhh i dont know." and smile.
ohmy. ive got to figure out a way to delete her. without her knowing. thats tough.

i'm trying, not to give up. it seems so easy when you say it. but in actual fact it isnt.

beverly.