Training today was quite crap. The waves were enormous, and as I was rowing from KL to SDBA, this gigantic wave came from Merdeka Bridge (the waterski area), and I had no idea what the source of the wave was. Odd. Throughout training, I felt like the I was gonna get catapulted off my seat. Thankfully I didn't cap. Couldn't really move too. It was like pulling sludge. SO much resistance. Yikes.
I hate math with a passion. Honestly. I don't know why I'm learning to find out the volume of curves when it's rotated about a particular vertical line. I don't give a shit. I think it's such a waste of my time, when I could be honing my skills in other areas which I actually enjoy. I want to do art, but the other subjects are hindering me from pursuing this artistic liberty that I really crave.
Sad to say though, there's not much future for me if I do art. Interior design, fashion design etcetc. It takes A LOT to carve out a niche for yourself in these areas, especially if you're talking about Singapore, which has a pathetically infinitesmal market, which is already saturated with aspiring interior designers. They don't need another one.
Looks like I've gotta be content with being a housewife or something. Ha. But I gotta learn how to cook first.
Vanessa Lim 1:01 p. m.
