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Thursday, April 14

So a new look, finally. Thanks to Xinyu and Vinn for their help, else this would not be running so prettily now, ha! :)

It was a hectic day. Woke up early, tried to finish revising for my 50% midterm for Health Psychology - mission unachieved. Went to school to take the dreaded test of Nair's. Rushed home, got ready to give tuition. Rushed to Sports Hall, to have myself play 2hrs straight of strenuous badminton with 3 guy friends of mine. *Moans and groans about her breaking body*

Emmanuel and I were talking about knee injuries, told me abt his removal of his mediscus; his friend who tore all her ligaments in a ski accident and could not play professional tennis anymore; telling me to be very careful of my very own injuries. That was when I felt the fear, for the first time. The fear that I will really hurt my knees, and I will not be able to engage in my sports ever again. This fear was also precipitated by the fact that after overworking my body the past week or so, with runs, skipping, weights and what-have-yous, I am experiencing a whole new pain in my left knee. I've never felt this pain before, it's so sharp, especially when I push off against my left leg. The pain shoots down to midway of my shin and also shoots up to my mid-thigh. Reminds me of my physiotherapy sessions I used to have to endure. The pain of the massage etc etc ... How could I have been disciplined enough for at least 2 years, having physiotherapy at least 4 times a week, and doing home physio exercises every day. Even if I had managed to do so, Dr. Ben Tan said that there will only be a 'slight' shift of my knee-caps back into place. I guess that statement didn't offer me enough incentive and motivation. Now look where I've landed, pai-ka me.

I wonder if my so-called 'addiction' to exercise now, is a consequence of sitting at the sides for 4yrs during PE in Primary School. Bloody asthma, I tell you. Still bugs me ... occasionally. I lost that 4yrs of physical activity and now I'm making up for it! Possible theory.

Anyways, back to Nair. I really really hope I don't get her for any of my Psych modules next semester. Having her teach me 2 modules in 2 sems is bad enough. She dislikes me. And let me tell you guys - the feeling is mutual. It all started with her module last semester, Personality and Individual Differences. Tis a long story, but I can share the conclusions many of my friends and I have arrived at. She is petty, biased and most importantly, anal-retentive. Argh! I am so worried I'll end up taking one of her modules unknowingly again next sem. Help. Any existing guillotines out there for rent???

"I am beyond your peripheral vision, so you might want to turn your head.
Cos someday you're gonna get hungry, and eat most of the words you just said."


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