-- 11:03 PM; Thursday, January 19, 2006
i'm starting to miss the days at thailand. the kids, fellow missioners, and of course, the scenery. fellow missioners, esp the girls, lydia and gang. the time we played heart attack, which i find it ridiculously amusing, forfeits that were atrocious, stupid and foolish.

this is something i find it hard to forget during my first year in IJC.

however, there were times i find it hard to believe that i'm in IJC, which i feel that it's the worse JC ever. even though i never had a chance to crash other JCs, by looking at the principal, the opinion of the school changes almost immediately.

the principal sucked. i really hate her. she has no brains and she doesn't deserve to be a principal.

today, i had training. well, it was raining, so we ended up at the foyer. (due to being banned from the indoor court, where we were accused by our dearriieeeee empress, that we ABUSED the hall. it's a false accusation where we had to accept.)

i'm going to stop the nonsense of wanting to have the court back. i think, i can channel my energy elsewhere instead of fighting for the volleyballers for the court (it has proven useless to fight for it since this school is being governed by a dictator, which is also known as the empress, which makes the school looked as if it's practicing democracy whre the student body had a chance to speak.) i want to improve, improve as much as possible, and by the time competition is near, i'm prepared and able to be a better player in the team.

hmmmm... what a sad life? but i don't care. i'm going to make my life in this school an enjoyable one. i don't give a fu*k of who you are, you are just a puny little ant in my eyes. and i'm never letting you to destroy my life.

fu*ktard.

eNd