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Wednesday, May 24, 2006

captain's ball! was PAINFUL. ):
but fun! [: im injured all over! my shoulders hurt, my neck hurts, my back hurts, my knees hurt, my ankles hurt.
i fell down from my goal post bkoz two tall indians toppled onto my goal post while playing with a match against 1/4. it was a pathetic two canteen chairs joined together by musking(spelling?) tape. then i fell in between the two chairs. thats how my knees got hurt. there were scratches & i got a big blueblack!. then i was so angry i shouted at the two of them. im so sorry for shouting at the two of them when they accidentally toppled onto my chair. then later i sat with the 1/6 captain ballers who were resting. then they told me to ask any of the teacher-in-charge to disqualify them. so i did koz i thought they made sense. then i asked ms wong about it. she said no, cannot, koz they din mean to purposely do that. haha but we won! i think we only won 3 games? anyways, great job guys. [: im so pissed with the referees. they like very unactive. the opposite team hit eunice & pushed her onto the floor they also never blow the whistle. then this girl, dono whats her name, when nothing happened, she blow the whistle. okay, she blow for nothing, okay larh, but when she blew, I CANNOT EVEN HEAR IT! & then after she blow she smile. SMILE WHAT SMILE LARH! what the hell. i think justina is the best referee. haha though she caught me. then we had a very long recess. but i din eat, as usual. eunice & i went back to our classroom & we did our stuffs till ms tan's talk. koz shes going to leave our school to further her studies. SO SAD! but on the brighter note, no more long prayers in the morning! but oh, we still have the vice-principal. then i fell asleep koz i was so damn tired. then eunice kept waking me up. then i realised i was soo tired. like i've been awaken in the middle of the night after a 24hr concert. lol. she woke me up bkoz ms/mrs indran was looking at me, ms champion was wearing a skirt, koz.. blah.
erm. went lunch-ing with marie, jenn & jewel. saw kimberly (is this her name?) & jiaher. then they talked. i did my maths holiday homework! hahaha.
wanna know why i hate my father? hes sucha bastard. my bro asked whether he could bring his friends home. then he shouted NO! & my mother too. then my brother ask why my parents just shouted no. then i knew why. bkoz that was how i met derik. then i cried like shit but not in front of them larh. i mean not bkoz i missed him. koz its like. so long ago alr they dont wanna let it go. i guess hes the reason why my father hated me. ever since that day, hes been picking on me. not always larh. aiya. dono how to say. shit him larh. we dont talk anyways.

though we lost, 1/7, im proud of you all for volunteering!
GREAT JOB 1/7! [:

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