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__ Wednesday, May 02, 2007 ;

Finally, I've changed my blogskin. It's like almost 2 years since I last changed my blogskin. Though it may seem easy for many to change a blogskin, it's damn hard for me lah given the fact that I'm such an idiot whenever it comes to computers. Feel a sense of achievement now. Haha...

Labour day today. Went out for 2 tuition sessions in the morning. Almost died during Maths tuition. Had a hard time trying to solve maths questions which I've not done for a long time. But, I still enjoy doing maths problems. Heh. Can you believe it, I actually took out my Maths TYS to do because I was dead bored at home last week. LOL!

Read this book called "One Child". It's a true story about a 6 yr old girl who was abandoned by her mum on a highway. Being so broken, she kidnapped a 3 yr old boy and set him on fire after tying him to a tree. She was sent to a special school and her life changed trememdously because of a dedicated teacher. The story was so touching I almost teared. This shows how strong a child can be emotionally and mentally. Reading this story reaffirms my desire to be a child psychologist. Hee... ^^

Darn. Just when I thought that I've finally mastered parking and am ready for the test, I realised an even greater problem - I couldn't do lane changing. Not that I don't know, it's just that I don't dare. I'm scared I'll crash into some huge lorries or trucks. I think I'm a serious hazard to other road users. No wonder I get scolded by my instructor all the time. Haish, but I really hope to get my license by my 19th birthday. A far-fetched dream? Most probably.. Sian.. =X

Very packed week ahead. I'm fast losing touch with my own feelings. Good.

made another new promise ][-
 and broke it again at 12:55 AM ;