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Saturday, October 21, 2006
HELLO((:haha okay one more thing to add to the list.10. nelly hit me on the face with the basketball AGAIN! so i had to go back to the optician AGAIN. i think i'll probably have to go back and make new glasses. is that a good or a bad thing? good for him but bad for my parent's pockets i guess:Dokay today there were actually quite a few people playing:- nelly, ting, mervyn, geoffrey, joseph, me. chou refused to come):and geoff was really nice cos he offered to catch all my rebounds and pass them back to me because i couldn't see because i couldn't put my specs on because they were bent and it hurt because that area was scratched. that's a lot of "because"s (: anyway. so yar it was really nice of him because he didn't really get to play in the end. haha yeah so THANKS :Dokay my daddy wants me to get off the comp.and i'm knitting. it's a PAINFUL process. long and tedious.haha okay bye(:
lost myself at 10:28 PM
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Eloquent silence.
it's quite true, really. sometimes silence is the more eloquent than words.
okay. i've been playing basketball and as a result, i've become sunburnt/suntanned/burnt/BLACK. ya lar seriously very dark.
and i conclude when two accident-prone people come together (tenille+me), either the people around us face threat of survival, or ourselves. let's list.
1. tenille scratched geoffrey while playing
2. tenille scratched ying yin while playing x2
3. the ball i threw that was intercepted by ying yin's friend hit her thumb and there was internal bleeding
4. tenille threw the ball and it smashed into my glasses and i had to bring it to the optician who tried his "best to save it"
5. tenille was hit by a flying ball that smashed into her glasses as well
6. the catholic high guy doing the run-jump-shoot thingy landed on our ball which was rolling and fell on his butt
7. people around us have been hit on their backs countless times by random flying balls
8. tenille was hit on the head by a ball flying from behind x2
9. tenille and i were walking down the stairs and i slipped on some water which they washed the floor with and bounced all the way down the edge of the stairs and now there's a long blue-black. like L O N G. at my butt ==haha okay i think that's all till now. my butt hurts! hahaeh. what else. there's so much to say but i don't know where to start! maybe i just shouldnt start. haha. that'll spare you all my crap(:haha okay. i dunno what to say and where to start and what to do.maybe i should just stop here.oh tomorrow we're going to the Singapore Art Biennale. yepp. see dunno what exhibit la.hahaokay people that's all for now i guess. gotta sleep.SMILE :D
lost myself at 9:30 PM