Sunday, September 12, 2010

I'm a Jack, never a Master.

Jack of all trades, Master of none. Yup, that describes me pretty well. Not 'all' though, just 'many'. I like to try new stuffs, yet never try to even master any of them. I always get a feel of how it's like then I thought I knew it all but often I'm wrong. Is it that I never try to master, or I always just can't manage to master...? With an optimistic belief that nothing is unachievable, sometimes reality just gives me a hard knock and tells me, it's not true. Well I guess, if one has a limit to his energy, then that's how much of energy for him to distribute for his interests. If you try to distribute all energy evenly to all, then in the end, you'll realise just how little the energy level you have for each of your interest. You can never be a master that way... This is reality. That's how important priority is. Sometimes I wonder if I have any strong interest in my life...

It's getting tiring... I've been waking up early everyday and yet I'm not sleeping early at night. Need more rest. So fast, it's turning Week 3 already. Tutorials and Laboratories will fully commence and 24 hours will seem to be really short for me. Not much time to enjoy anymore... To improve my pathetic grades, I have to be consistent in my studies. Keeping up with tutorials and going extra to clear doubts when needed.
I can improve if I try...

Soccer Update:
Although today is a good weather, I had a bad, bad, and disgusting game. Very off-formed, no goal, and instead of blood, I got mud... Argh~ A dry weather yet I could get mud!! What's really disappointing was my performance. With a FICO on Friday and swimming on yesterday, I thought I could be fighting fit for the usual Sunday game. Much to my disappointment, it was not the case. Blew hell lotsa chances, no chemistry with the team, my mind was blank and my eyes were blind... My touches were terrible too! I had gone with vengence for the disappointing display for Friday's FICO and last night's Man United's injury-time slip-up. But instead of an 'on-fire' display, I had a hot and block-headed performance... Time and time again, I was pissed off easily. Of course, I hid it emotionally pretty well. I even got an own goal to my scoresheet~ How unlucky was that?! *Yucks!* Worst still, I got my boots in mud when I went to pick the ball which I kicked too far out. This marks one of my lousiest, disgusting performance ever... I suck. With this kind of performance, how to ever challenge in a competition?! It's one of my dream, and I know I'm still far from it. Gotta work harder. Walk with a ball at home from point to point! Terrible effort, I won't forget this humiliating day.

Goal(s) Scored: 0 *Very Disappointing*

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