IPPT.

I was totally knackered after sleeping at 3 yesterday. Woke up at 10.30 feeling absolutely horrible – all hail the return of the headache. The flu seems to be dropping by to see whether I’m still doing OK or not. And my body said hello to an old friend called the backache. It really sucks when all these good old friends come to visit you, all at the same time.

Went to Maju Camp to take my IPPT in the afternoon. Basically I was there just to record a ‘test taken’. Just like my last few tests, I out-processed after my static station as I managed to fail again. Oh well, I had some improvements here and there, and by the time I take my test the next time, I would be in Category Y, meaning that it would be slightly easier for me to pass the test with the lowered requirement.

Came back home and was working on the project again. My social life has been officially declared dead. Send your condolences to the usual email address.

Me and SQ at the National Stadium on Sunday, immersed in a sea of red, witnessing the Lions being crowned Southeast Asian Champions at the expense of Indonesia. The taste of victory is always sweet, and the sheer style that the Lions did it was fascinating.

Would be in school for the whole day again. Mum asked me to start packing. Once again, I have to be unfilial and disobey her. Not that I want to do that though. Sometimes things are just way too out of my control. I don’t even dare to believe whatever was told to me. Put it this way, I’ve already stopped believing what other people promise me.

It’s been a freaking long time since I managed to sleep before midnight.