Just Dance.

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don't think just dance,

Thursday, September 06, 2007

It is friggin tiring to go through 8 hours of school everyday, 3-4 tuitions a week, 3 sessions of gym, 1 dance lesson and church.

I finally broke down from fatigue today. Never felt so tired in my life. Its like an invisible wall of stress. Its tough trying to build rapport with my juniors and trying to adapt to the 8-5 working life, and trying to balance my life.

Sometimes you can't make it, on your own.

Sometimes I really hope that someone will be there for me to share my stress and woes.

Passion Groove Life.