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Friday, January 7, 2011 - 9:25 PM
Well, it all made sense. Today, I paid attention in class, came back home, done my hmwk, then practice maths, learn vocabulary, learn chinese and later I am doing maths and english!
I work hard and this will pay off when I reach my 'O's
Well, the feeling of of studying is just fine:) but not too good actually:D
Looking forward to the future, walking down the rough rode bare foots.
Bearing the pain wanting to reach the destination. not just the destination but
a better destination than others. I made this decision comparing strolling down
the road and not bearing the pain and when ever I felt pain, I ran to shelter.
NO! I am not going to be like that. I will be strong. I can and I believe in
that. My believes are strong. My fear are weak. I will believe that I can
encounter my fear. I am strong for my weak. Continuing this journey without
regrets.

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