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stories biography escapes archives


Overview


Lenis.
Volleyball.
Javelin.
Head-on-the-wall-banger.
12 Nov 1994.
Shoemaker.

Screams


7.02.2008
I woke up today, thinking, " Tomorrow's the dayyyy! (:" Ohhhhhhh, I'm so excited. (: The javelin nationals is tomorrowwwwww. Oh shit, what's with the repeated lettersssss.
Today was a slack day, it was tiring though. I had a huge headache and I was dying. And during recess I slept while the rest of the people in the class made a hell lot of noise. Aiyoyo. And then classes PIONS were surprised with a surprise learning journey. I think we were suppose to admire art sculptures down Singapore River and Marina Centre. Volleyballers and basketballers didn't go. Cos there's competition coming up and we needed to train. Yeah. It was great. Two long freeeeee periods! (: Ahaha. So, greaaaat!
Next. School was over, volleyballers from IONS went to eat out, at the hawker centre opposite school. Maureen came too, since she was training with us, so we ate. And Shixian and I absentmindedly brought our bags along and I thought we looked really kuku but I was lazy to walk back to school so I just brought it along. Oh, nevermind. Then we ate. And Shixian refused to eat the vegetables, even with the exchange of fries. Oh well, in the end I gave in and let her eat the fries. Then she was lazy to eat by herself so I fed her one fries and a old uncle behind us was like " Ahh." And I started laughing. Ahaha. The uncle is funny. Went to NTUC, bought sweets, went back to school.
When all the sec2 vballers came, we started camwhoring in the foyer. It was coool. And nonsensical. But fun.
Then we started training. Spiked at gym for a while, so cool. I think we spiked well. A lot of ping plang balls. Then we went to the hall and had friendly matches with the teachers. Look at this.
WE HAD FRIENDLY MATCH WITH THE TEACHERS.
It was really really really really really really cooool. The teachers were:
1. Ms Poon. She's hilarious. Seriously, she's really funny.
2. Mr Sng. He played volleyball in JC.
3. Mr Lee. I think he played volleyball before too.
4. Mr Tan, Mr Eric Tan. He jumps pretty high.
5. Ms Leong.
6. Mr Chan. He ping plang.
7. And a new teacher, don't know his name.
Mr Augustine Khoo was the teachers team's supporter. And the only one. Too.
It was really fun, the teachers played really well, but we won because we played even better. And actually Mr Chan didn't allow me to play then I was disappointed and then he saw and let me play one match. It's better than nothing, I think it was good fun.
I wanna play against the teachers again. (:
Gonna sleep early and prepare for competition tomorrow. Wish me luck. Lots of it.