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Date: Friday, August 15, 2008 6:42 AM
today's was actually an okay day. until at about 6.40pm, when i arrived home. after netball, at about 6.30pm, after the inter-class training, i saw 7 missed call. somemore from the same person, my "beloved" dad. argh, i know i was going to die. i didnt know what he wants. rushed back home. call back, and he wants me to get home IMMEDIATELY. when i reached the stairs, realised that my books are left somewhere in the school. went back to find, but to no avail, think its in the pe room. went to get the keys, but general office was closed. no choice but to get back home without the books. so, there was much delay on my way back home.

when i finally got home, i was questioned like some criminal. asking questions like why i'm staying back in school till so late everyday, and neglecting my studies. i tried to tell him that i didnt neglect my studies, but he just retorted back that i was and to stop denying. i gave up, i didnt even tell him my chinese test's results, what's the point of getting so high marks? he'll never be satisfied anyway. all the efforts put in at night and early in the morning, they didnt know of it, if they didnt see it, means that i've done nothing in their eyes. and then he continued on and on, saying that i'm not putting in effort at all in my sports and studies, and that i was too complacent. i wanted so much to shout right in front of him, but i was afraid that i might break down, i didnt want to cry, i just kept quiet. after he finished, i thought we weren't going jogging anymore, and was about to go back into my room, he thought i was showing him attitude. and asked me about it, i didnt mean it, i had no reply to his question. and so, went jogging, jogged like some crazy lunatic. after i finished, i looked as if i just came out of the shower. i was drenched with sweat. thoughts were constantly running in my mind, and i kept running and running. i didnt cared if my body couldnt take it, i didnt cared about my ankle, my knee. i didnt care if i was pushing myself too hard, i didnt cared about my limits. my mind was confused, my mind was blank. and while running, i prayed. dad saw i was going far beyond limits,stopped me , and said that was enough for the day. continue tomorrow.

and now, here blogging out all these hurting things.never mind, i shall forget about all these things, and carry a smile on my face. difficulties mould characters. God made me faced these difficulties, to strengthen my character, he does everything for a reason. i should face it with courage, like how he wants me to, and to know that he's always with me through all the difficult times.
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