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10 December 2007
This sucks, training in the rain sucks. Although it has brought much joy :D, but it's sucks. Some things you hate yet you love is so much. An example would be the rain. You love it cos you get to be drenched if you're really emo and love being under them. You love it cos it's a nice weather to sleep in. And you hate it cause it comes at the wrong time.
So, mud + sweat + rain = stink the whole bus. Or maybe it's the smell of nature
18:50
