Hi.. I’m trying to update this blog using an external blog editor..
Today is boring.. and right now my left arm is hurting quite badly ..
I guess.. I prefer to update using blogsome’s editor…
Thank God, finally the network connection is back. I have posted (only) one of the entries that I wrote for the past few days/weeks. I don’t like how the entry turned out but I posted it anyway. I usually write rubbish when I know there is no internet connection (because I know I won’t be able to post it). The other entries are just too ‘meaningless’, not worth to be published.
I feel tired. Most probably because just now we had swimming lesson. Actually today we got swimming test. Not really swimming, though, today. We were being tested on ‘reaching rescue’ and ‘back float’. Quite easy, both of them. The hard part will come next week on Tuesday and Wednesday. We will do 50 metres breast-stroke and 25 metres free-style. And also, trading! (keeping afloat vertically in water with minimal movements).
So why am I tired if today we just did the easy part of the test? Because I practiced my stroke…. so tiring. I think I manage to do free-style but I struggle with breast-stroke. I need more practices, please!. And also, trading is so tiring because we have to do it for a minute. Sounds like a very short period eh? you bet! I nearly drowned, okay? (technically because I always feel too tired to swim back to the pool’s side when I cannot stand it anymore…what a lame reason. But true..).
Anyway.. I’ll do my best in the next week test. Wish me luck.
Swimming is fun!
It’s about time for me to add new entry. But the computer centre hasn’t resumed our apartment internet service yet. I don’t like to write if I don’t use my own laptop. I’ve written like 5 entries but I cannot post them. All of them are in my computer’s hard drive.
I don’t have privacy here in library’s computer lab.
I cannot write here. No inspiring atmosphere.
I feel nothing here. No emotion can overwhelms me.
I cannot save the entries in my USB drive because I lost it at home. Pity.
I don’t have anything to blog about anyway. (I lied)
… it’s about time I stop before I start writing rubbish.