It's been awhile since I posted a decent entry. Maybe this could be it. Let's see...

The past week was pretty bad. The throbbing pain in my head haunted me with unflagging resolve, but heck, I'm still alive. I guess it takes a whole lot of resolve to kill me.

Competition is over, and that means there's no more cca for me for the rest of the year, (un)fortunately. I won't have to put up with some people whose attitudes stink more than themselves. (I assure you, you wouldn't want to get near any squasher who's just finished a game.) On the other hand, squash is a cool sport, and I'll be sure to continue with it some time in my later (not after) life.

Hmmm... *Slaps himself to think of something to write, but fails miserably*

Yeah, I think the decent entry will have to wait. Pardon me for being corny. I think I'm in the initial stage of a neurotic disorder. Whatever.

-Waves wildly-

I just realised that I had missed the first episode of Smallville.

=(

Have been feeling pretty crappy lately. Must be my obsessive-compulsive behaviour that's been causing me all these afflictions. Nothing seems to go the way I want it to. School doesn't, my parents don't, and now even my expertise in video games (okay, only some video games) joins the list. I replayed FF Tactics over the past two days, and it took me ages to finish just one battle. I even had to reload the game like a million times. (Butch, don't laugh.)

My mum insists that I am playing when I am typing this entry, and she still has the cheek to say that she knows darn well that blogging equals playing. No, correction. She doesn't know that I am blogging. She sees typing something as playing. What the hell.