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My name is Shuwen
Shuwen is my name
I am Shuwen
I love photography, beauty, fortune, and worldly possessions.
I adore fawns, bunnies, starbucks, and eiffel tower.
Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
Sophistication is part and parcel of life.
Life is like a book of unravelling mysteries.
My life is God's novel, God is the author of my soul.
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Saturday, 18 June 2011 @ 07:59
It's Saturday, like obviously. Unlike the other pigs out there happily sleeping away in their lala land, I have to get up early in the morning for training. I don't know is it just me, but it feels really weird to have training at broad day light. Just right after the training commence we already did like 20 minutes of push-up position in addition of 100 push-ups. I will really cry man, and when I say cry what I meant was I'm aware all these is only the beginning and the worst is yet to come. Then we had gymnastic session, and I find it as equally as tiring cause there isn't any break in between. After training, here comes my favourite part. I went to the sports complex and took a shower. Wooohooo!! After that I head down town to meet Amin and we went service together. That's about it, I guess...
Finally we talked! Okay, not exactly "talked." He corrected me in my backward roll. He says that I'm not using my hands to push myself backwards. He also helped me in my hand stand. Well, he didn't really helped me on his own accord. He was instructed by Simyee to do so after she saw me struggling to kick my legs high enough for my partner to reach. Then it was the stunting. As usual, I was in the same group as him and he second based the girls. Although what I'm saying now might sound kinda sick, but you know that awkward feeling when a guy you're interested in is touching you? Touch as in not that kind of "touch." What I meant was... Damn, how should I put this into word? It's like, he held on to my waist, grabbed my thighs, clenched his hands on my ankle, placed his arms around my armpits when doing the craddle. I don't mean to be over the moon over such lame issue. But don't you agree that that's the least anyone would feel happy about when someone I liked already don't talk to me much in the very beginning, and yet I'm actually getting the opportunity to do stunts with him? OMG, I should stop it. All in all, basically doing elevator was fun (especially with him around). *Giggles!* Opps...
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