I never knew it could lead to such big mess. And I felt guilty of it. So I'm gonna clean up some of the mess I've made. It was my biggest mistake. I don't want to get involve in this kind of situation any more. =(

I treasure friendships. They are the ones who I care for along with my family. I hate to see them hurt or pain.

At times, I have to voice out if I feel that my friendship is going to the unsuspecting direction. I maybe wrong or I maybe right.. I can just tell them the risks, but it's up to them to decide. For fuck's sake, I LOVE THEM TO DEATH!

If some bloody idiot screw with them, OF COURSE I'LL BE MAD LIKE FUCK!

I'm still holding on to this broken friendship of mine. Both parties are mad at each other. Yes. If I run away, it will still follows me to the grave. I don't like to be the bad friend. It's sad when I'm facing such situations. Seriously...

I feel the air is choking me... But I have to be strong... Been feeling this low recently. How I hate this month of July. It's a bloody fucking month for me. It's tearing me apart. I myself don't really know if I can hold any much longer.


PS: I just wanna STAND UP AND SCREAM!!!

Sto correndo via. Mi mancherai. Io ti amo.

Wednesday, 2nd June 2010
Today, I am confident of clearing that stage. My techniques on changing of gears and braking are much smoother now. And I'm happy with it.

Met Karen, my former secondary school senior and Acit, former colleague, at that session. At least there's people I know that I could talk to...

The part that was dragging me down was the slow movement control. The same old f-up part... I'm getting fed up with it. Maybe I could have better balance control.

Turned out that my mistake was my tensed upper body and moving not straight enough! Kinda swayed towards the left. Argh! But on the bright side, there's no foot paddle! Yeah!

I knew I've made major improvements this take. But not good enough to pass this bloody stage... I'm gonna stick this to myself only.

I'm gonna grab teh peng later when I reached school.

I can't remember much about when I took these practical sessions. All I knew was that I did VERY HORRIBLY in both sessions. Failed both sessions. Argh... The idea of retaking the session is very demoralising. =(