Cross country run tomorrow. 4km, no 4.05 to be exact. Its such a dread, that I'm starting to have migraine now. On a lighter note, I will take that time off to burn those extra calories. The word run, is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotation, to convey the boredom, the sweaty-ness, the dreariness, the dampness of having to run that 'extra mile'.

The only thing I can remember what happened this week: Lenise was kind enough to practice Mother Tongue Oral with me. She corrected me, and not surprisingly, laughing her head's off. I need serious help. Its takes me a while to get that whole pronouncecation right. However, I really tired undercutting saying the wrong words. Sadly, my conversation with her was totally way out of point. I even forgot the '5 steps'. How brilliant. But still, I must thank her for putting up with me.

(So, bye bye bye miss american pie, drove my chevy to the levy.....) Sorry, apparently that song's playing on fullblast now. After weeks of close oberservation, I'm starting to think that my eardrums are giving me problem. Its time to turn the volume down. Or rather, I should cast my ipod aside, for the time being. (Nah, that ain't gonna work!)

Term 1 is ending tomorrow. (Finally!) Next week's school break. But as we all know, it's a must to go back for some extra lessons. Yet again, what a dread. For the first three days actually. Though it's only three days, it seems like confinement. But me, being uniquely me, have promised Gerald, that I'll not think of all this as a chore, but instead, take it as something I enjoy. Heed his advice, and nothing will go wrong. :)

Gotta go, goodbye!