Magical TurnAbout-- Let Me Spin A Tale, A ThouSaNd LighTs, A StaGe as Grande

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Today, i hav sports and wellness-- volleyball. the sport i chose and the one i hav to stick for at least this whole semester. actually thot tis is sure gonna be a tiring training, and yes though the tired part is still dere, the fun part doesnt leave too.. Initially, we reached late and not changed.. so gave quite a bad intention to the instructor and she made us run 2 rounds aft we changed... apparently everybody finished the 2 required rounds and we looked kinda stupid running by ourselves wround the track... woah, my first time running aft so long and miraculously i managed to complete the 2 rounds without pausing fer a breath.. record!!! hee.. Den aft dat gt a number of exercises to do before the real game.. like crunches( which i hav neva heard before and thot its amazing.. till i tried it myself.. it horrible..), backward, forward stretches and a lot a lot.. So now, my muscles are like aching terribly.. ok, when the real game begins, woah.. so fun.. though i mean i still trying to grasp the hitting part and the spiking part.. my whole hand is bruised now.. one whole patch! yuks..
Now, fast forward.. aft sch, went to meet the gang of peeps lo.. for a heinious crime.. Psst.. now cant really blogged bout it la.. in case the secret info is leaked out my private investigators, (oh my.. dat will den be so disastrous.. all our hard work will slosh down de drain..KeeX..) opps.. i guess i m being too over-dramaatic.. sorry, my nature/ a leopard neva changes its spots, or rather a zebra never changes its stripes.. haaz.. oh.. before the heinious plot that we hatched, me and cheng went to NC to take our o-level cert back.. woah.. i missed de sch so much, missed the good old days of jus strolling down the hallways, crapping in class, popping over to other classes and basically jus hang around, rushing thru tons of work, participating in all sorts of activities and basically jus enjoying the simplicity of schooling and not worrying about any other stuff, the farmilarity of the school where i studied and breathed for 4 yrs, the teachers, the stall vendors and the people there.. This place holds a lot of memories for me: the first time i failed a test, the first time i actually sobbed, the first time i competed in SYF, the first time i made a tough descision.. And tons more... not everything can be written down black and white, some might be forgotten now but yet i noe that it will be imprinted in my mind forever. Beautiful that made me whole, painful memories that dealt me a blow. Everything that happens holds a symbolic meaning no matter how terrible the process is. i hav endured, havent i?
Just now, i told someone there are sure to be chances for any future developments at the matter at hand. He seemed so dejected n i doubt he really get what i mean.. but well, i mean that there are sure to be chances. Chances are created by man right? What u want, u hav to fight for it.. it don com naturally yo u.. ur destiny lies in ur own hands.. if u don help urself, nobody can..

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