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I'm one week late in typing this, but who gives a crap about what I write anyways?!
So yes, it's the long-awaited YOG break, and all I did this past week was, from highest frequency down: using laptop, helping siblings with homework, bonding day, falling sick...and gym. Isn't my life so predictable?
This week has also been filled with smiles, as well as tears. I'm torn between happiness and sorrow. It's a challenge that's befallen me, I know. That's why I'll try and pray hard so that I'll conquer it. And my family too, will conquer the demons.
My parents' greatest wish for me is to have a good life in the future, and what better time to prepare for that than now? Exams are looming 'round the corner; I'll prove to them that I can score, that that will be my redeeming factor. That is my very early birthday wish. They love me; I will not disappoint them.
Break is also my chance to become fitter. And it gets better – it's basically 2 months of exercise in a row. I'm sore from one session yesterday, and that points to a good start. My aim? Drop 5kg of fat, and gain as much, if not more, in muscle. It's as simple as that.
That's it for now. I doubt I'll have anything interesting to write after this, other than perhaps the fact that a few of my friends and I have been chosen to become brokers at some trading competition.
Yeah, that's about it.
Till then~
