Wednesdays are physical training days. Physical training = physically draining. That said, I am glad to report that I did 3km today at MacRitchie. It was crazy with a capital 'C'. And I died with a capital 'D'. I told my seniors, if I fell into the pond, it's voluntary.
The run didn't feel like 3km, it felt less. But being the slacker that I am, I walked quite a bit. I'm feeling pretty rotten now, about walking. Thanks to Orli for sticking behind with me. My knee sucks.
I shall buck up, and up the intensity of my training. If I get to stay RJC.
God, I pray that with your blessings, I will be able to remain in RJC and get a good score for my O'levels. I believe that with your might and power, nothing is impossible. Put me in your favour, God, and answer my prayer. Thanks, in Jesus' name I pray, Amen.
Alright, I'll stop being an asshole and start making Ebel's and Jordan's fake IDs.
