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name : anonymous, duh
sex : female
birthdate : 01/01/1986 *hint*
country : hmm, which one?
hobbies : sports? sleeping?
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Thursday, July 29, 2004
29/07/2004 (fair)Dear Diary,
Today was a pretty interesting day. I'd sound a little more enthusiastic except that i'm bruised, burnt and really tired. To make matters worse, i'm a little seasick now. I feel as if i'm out at sea, bobbing up and down on the rolling currents. It feels a little like that day after i got back from tioman. So what did i do today to get me into such a condition?
Well, i went windsurfing. Took a basic windsurfing course today, organised by SMU. At least the course wasn't a total waste. I managed to move. Though i'm not strong enough to turn, so i deviced my own unique way of changing direction. I'd drop the rig first, lift it slightly, then swing it to the other side of the board and finally i pick it up again. There i've made a turn! It wasn't that bad. Really. Just really tiring.
Tomorrow would be another tiring day, so i'd better get enough rest tonight. And not repeat what i did last night. But last night was um, insightful? Too bad it had to be done through the internet though. I'd prefer chatting face to face or even over the phone. But i shan't complain too much. I'll sign off now, will write again some other time.
gina