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New academic year, not so new discordant within.

Check out my ridiculous timetable. 

For Fridays I no longer can say "TGIF", due to being forced to wake up at an ungodly hour to arrive in school all the way on the other side of Singapore. To be specific, that's 8 am that I have to report. 

And for Tuesdays, as usual, I'll have to lug a field-pack full of derby gear to school and rush to Scape when I end at 6.

My first week was a slap on the face declaring,

"Wake the fuck up, sunshine! Get your head back into school, fool!"

Harsh. Pretty damn harsh.

There's no wonder why my anxiety attacks have returned.

Oh hey on a lighter note, I've made even more progress fitness-wise too!

Ta-da!!! Now all it needs is more definition.

Despite all the stress, pressure and heartache from school and being busy almost all the time,

I'm actually pretty satisfied and thankful for everything now. 

At least there's that positivity.

Goodnight!

xx