Burnt

Burnt and burnt out. In both metophorical senses.
Passed my IPPT on Wednesday, but strained myself so much that I had trouble
decending from the stairs for 3 consequtive days. Was pretty much forced to
waddle down the stairs like a penguin...and not having much strength left in my
lower extremities, I chose to use dad's Phantom instead of my SV.

Screwed almost all the students I taught on Friday. Took a first aid course that
covered everything I'd learnt during my NS days. Went with XL to Jalan Kayu to
eat free prata..(free because we forgot to pay and conveniently took our helmets
and left). Wei Siong fitted $85 crash bars and crashed his bike because of them.
Ironic eh...how crash bars are supposed to protect you from a crash but ended up
causing him to crash.

Went to wash my bike today. Didn't have much energy to do a really thorough job.
Dad's bike badly needs a wash as well. His box is a mess and I really should start
doing something about the junk he keeps inside. But then again, I have a huge junk
pile in my room and I can't seem to find the energy, time or motivation to do anything
about that...so ah well. I also have to mod my Xbox, and an overdue haircut. Heck, I
still have fines to pay. And Dad's bike needs some good wrenches...*sigh*
Just don't have the mood to do anything.

She told me she doesn't have anything to hide from me anymore. That she's broken
things up with E. I've heard this from her before, but still my heart tells me to
believe her. Well, I will. But I simply don't feel like talking about it anymore.

Riding hard, fast, safely AND taking a few corners.