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stories biography escapes archives


Overview


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

Screams


10.10.2008
School was fun today. As usual, a good game of Monopoly. (: Ahaha. And then, a great surprise for Assembly, the 98.7FM DJs came, only two lah, but still. (: Super uber cool, and fun. Hell funny, for sure.
The first band was nice, the songs were super nice. (:
But but, the second band was, uh. Irritating. Mad. In a bad way. The lead singer was like moving around the whole time doing funny poses, like trying to touch the ceiling, smelling his armpit, and blah. And he looked like he was doing line dancing. Darn stupid. And the other guitarist, jumped and played the guitar until the strap broke, what the hell, yes. The drummer was cool. (:
Okay then. Training. It was so much better than expected, full of laughter and blah. (: I played much better than the past few trainings, on the whole, averagely fine lah. So then Shixian's toenail broke off, and her sock was quite bloody and disgusting. And it was left hanging. By a little bit of nail. Then then, halfway through a training, she told me it dropped off. And she couldn't find it.
WHAT THE HELL.
AHAHAHAHA.
Okay, nevermind. Track training tomorrow, Mr Seem's got a surprise for all of us, I hear. He kept me in suspense. :( But Lisa says it's good.
It better be.
Open House better be too.