Melancholic Rhetoric

Sunday, April 13, 2008

ITP is over..!!

My 2 months of hellacious torture is now at an end. No more soldering. No more stinking lead. No more excruciatiing painful copper shards embedded in my feet. No more scalded hands. No more peeling skin. No more rough hands. No more sweat on my brow. No more. No more.

A busy weekend of a prep camp. Fun, lots of 'drama'. Somehow it's a tradition in archery for the prep camp to be full of drama. All in all, despite all that happened behind the scenes, all that mattered was that the planning for the actual camp is splendidly done. Its gonna be a real different and interesting camp.

School's starting. Wonder how it'll be this time. I know i did well the past sem. I believe i can do well this time too. With hardwork. With hardwork i can see myself thru with success again.

Alot of things that i want to accomplish in the last year and a half before i serve the nation. Yes. Its still a long way but hey. No harm in looking in the future right? Abit of foresight should lead my life with some purpose. If its possible i want this skinny, scrawny body of mine to be at least physically fit with optimum performance. Let's just say i want to gun for Pes A. Yeah. That. Pes A. I want to get it. Its not something for me to show off or anything but its more of a personal achievement. I have been an athlete all my life and it would be very rewarding for me to get this rating. But then, i can only train myself physically. Medically, i can do nothing about that. But as long as i know i have strived to attain it, that's fine with me.


Gonna thug it out.
When is she coming?
When will I see her?
So beautiful and pale.

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