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Friday, July 4
had fun haven't you? i don't know why, but I am not going to bother thinking about it.

I am finally back from a long week of school. I wish to talk more on the week.
This week gave me an impression about myself and everyone else. I am not talking a day or two in that week, but all of the days. Like every normal week, things happens differently. This week, was far more different that what I used to experience. Beyond my comfort zone.
People around me, including myself makes continuous mistakes.  It's not that, we don't make mistakes everyday, but this week's mistakes really woke me up. Imperfections.  Yeap, that is the word. Maybe, it is not significant enough for some of you out there. But I'll share what I am going to share.PB '08. I guess, sometimes, when people of a higher level than you, like teachers, talk to you in a manner of having higher expectations than the rest, you seemed really pressurized. You forgot about most things and you want everything to go as planned. Before anything, let me reply with a strong NO.Okay. I know, the reason why you want everything to go as plan is because you are afraid of failure. But hey, it really takes failure to succeed, trust it. I realised it myself after I heard and saw people pouring their tears out for a slightest mistake/failure. I must say, I don't even like the idea of crying. Most times, I believe of the word, resilient. I am able to push my tears back most times. But, then that is a different thing from what I want to say. Back to my Imperfections, I also encounter one myself. 
Netball. I didn't quite manage to do good passes and my steppings skills are drastically deproving. Sad indeed. I even had coach shouted at me for my repeated mistakes. I am not embarassed getting shouted, as I will learn from it soon but what really sent me to tears was the fact that I keep on doing the same thing even when I try my best to prevent it. It was really heartbreaking/pain to see myself being in that state of unsuccessfulness. After dismissal, thanks to the netballers, Mr E Tan know about me being stressed. I am not having grudges against them for telling, I am happy. Why? The fact that they showed concern touched my heart. I made a mental note for myself, to remain strong. But at home, I cried/yelled to myself for being such a loser. No one's at home. Soon during the yells, something struck me.(nods) You bet it, it's that word. I kindda moved on. On Monday, we had presentation on WEBQUEST. It wasn't up to my expectations. I was really upset that I gave an unsatisfied look on majorities. I learned from it and moved on. 
Let me end this with a word or two.
It may seem that you've tried enough, but the results'll conclude everything.
Never think that what you do is not enough, cause there is such thing as imperfections.


good night.

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