Reluctantly being pulled into a game of softball during my P.E. lesson, it helped me to redirect my focus of attention. I feel so much better after slamming whatever emotion that was building up in me onto the game.
86 days before my O levels...I'm still unmotivated. Could've easily toss the blame to my surrounding's influences..but yea part of me knows that it is untrue. I kinda know myself well to some certain extent. My policy was always : "If I were to do something, I will do it to my utmost best. If not to hell with it cause I'm not even going to move a finger"
Pressing myself to read up certain topics from the subjects which I fear most of was a horrible experience. Many things were like aliens to me. The worst part of all is that nothing went into my head. Quality study > Quantity study. It's always been that way I guess...
Oh yea I started reading a piece of Manga called "Penguin Revolution". To my surprise it was pretty good. The storyline and the casts were well drawn and the author knows how to convey the feelings of what they felt. You will have a feeling of getting pulled into the Manga itself..exaggerations? Try it! ^^.
