Saturday, April 17, 2004
[9:07 PM]

say it. say what. say it. say what. say it. ahhh?? F-O-U-R eight! yeahhhh!!!

hahaha... its sports day!!! kay lets first go a few years back. according to history the last time i went for rs sports day was... OMG! SEC 2! sheeeessshh... its that long. okaylah i know its just 2 years. but according to history too, in the whole of my sec sch life... i only went for 2 sports day! and thats it! see what i mean?! see why im kinda paranoid right now?! hahha kay kay chill. my goodness. sec 1 i cant go cos we went for that npcc uniform collection thing and i wouldnt want to tideously bring all those bulk for some cheering event. and sec 3 cos if i had wanted to go i would have to do my duty. which i dont feel like doing. sooo i left both duty and sports day. freakingly stupid i know. now then i realised. ahhh wonders of being a senior. damn.



sooo we went to school. and i freakingly forgot to bring along my digicam. which i only thought of after i got onto 911 and was just a few metres away from my doorstep. freak. but i was late by then sooo i ignored. furthermore the batteries were not charged. thats what i think so lah at least. it was fucking disappointing lorh the earlier part of the day. homework not done. emath file not done. lucky enough there werent corrections. and i forgot to bring digicam. haiyooooohhh...



alrite sooo we scrambled through our assignments which were still not completed in the end. and watched that lame international friendship day staged programme. i should have known. no doubt lorh... mother tongue department planned one... just like last year's racial harmony day where i was the emcee. freaking lame lorh. even the script that i had to say were lame. haishh... but anyway... yeah... uurrmm... the dance was just alrite... indian dance was perfect of course. as usual. but what the heck... chinese song? international friendship day lah ooii... i can spell that out for you or whoever if you want me to. i mean its not like im racist or anything but its them who were racist. why? why cina song? i would be happy if it had been a foreign song instead. at least it doest seem racist. haiyoh... sure jie bo's idea. i guess.



alrite fast forward... jeng jeng jeng. emath lesson. oh gosh. we had never seen our dear mdm nora as angry as then ever since this year. of course lah last year we went under vigorous training with her. but this year... i mean shes like pregnant all that and she still had to scold us. haish... some people arh... try to understand her condition lah. pity her or something no matter how much you hate her. no matter how lazy you are... just complete her work lah. its pityful know. i cant imagine seeing her in labour right at that moment.



after having a spoilt mood... i lazed around with some peeps. alongside anna. then went to the stadium. yeah we were kinda late. and yeah sooo the event carried on. wooooo... i had never been in a not-so-boring sports day in my life. ever. it was kinda cool. let myself out. let my hair down. not literally. yeah. jumped around. clapped endlessly. especially our 4e8 version of "come sadiq" cheer. it didnt turn out that nice after alterations lah. but at least something lorh. i still prefer it being a continuos chant. ah whatever lah. yeahh... sooo we had fun ourselves. or at least tried to have fun or show that we do. cos there were too many sour faces lah. i wouldnt want to add another one myself. gahh im pretending too much all for people's sake. whatever. sooo we cheered although none of our classmates ran in any of the event. except for inter-cca lah. and teachers event. thats it. but we still cheered. oh but we didnt win the cheering competition. 4e7 did. damn. and i can sense that 4e7 is in big time with 4e6 when mohan teased them. gosh. i cant wait for the action. hahha im evil. 4e8 is neutral mah. we didnt win sooo back to sour faces. but i still tried not to have it on. especially when the atmosphere is positive.



see that is what i want to educate everyone around me. i know this week had been a terrible week. we were not being our own selves. we were no more cheery and smily. instead it had been still and solemn. kinda sad. im infected by this unknown disease too. but we could help turn things around by at least pretending we are still who we are. at least show that we are not down. see what i did was to make myself laugh at even the lamest joke. and have that smile on me all day long. besides lesson time lah. and it helps u know. it really do. rather than crying. laugh is much a better cure. try it yourself. and thank me if it works. hahaha...



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