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please./ 2:36 PM
Thursday, April 9, 2009

Will it?


Oh, hello. Today was tiring. Unexpectedly tiring. In the morning, microlympics was delayed because of slight rain. It looked as if a storm was coming, but God decided to let the sun shine on us. Anyway, there was a "mini" ceremony of the passing of the olympic torch. Just from one storey to another. Anyway, when the games began, I slacked a while at the gallery. Yellow team floorball looked steady at winning. Occasionally looked at soccer and captain's ball. Then Theo, Isa, Ding Hao, Azam and I went to play at the water soccer. It was damn fun. I kept tripping for no reason. It was damn hard to kick the ball on water, I realised. We were all wet after that. Lucky I brought an extra shirt :) . Anyway, like any previous sports carnivals, it was the teachers against the students in captain's ball. The students won I guess (didn''t keep track of score). Then it was award ceremony time. There were a lot of prizes to be handed out. Red won the overall in the end, and Yellow was still the runner-up. Good job peeps!

Sigh, now I'm bored at home. I wish I could go out, but what to do? I've been "thrown to the side". Looks like I have no plans. Okay, let's end this shit here.

Looks like I'm singing this tune of laughter on a broken bench.