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VeeJay Woosh
My mother is so ironic. She keeps telling me on how I should freaking lose weight and there she goes buying $3 worth of vermicelli for me to gorge down at 11.00 in the morning for breakfast, and a second course of porridge due just about an hour later for lunch. I am currently stuffed even though I didn’t finish my breakfast and am contemplating on whether I should even have lunch later. Oh dear, trivial matter that I should not fixate upon, I shall move on to the main gist of this blog entry, which may seem quite sad actually, but I don’t like doing homework on Sunday mornings when I have just woken up so I have to find ways to amuse myself, yes?
Anyway, there was a friendly match against YJC yesterday. I must say that it was quite an experience to be a referee for the first time in my life. Mr. Chew was thankfully quite forgiving for my horrible skills at being a referee even though he did make a comment about how I have no standard at being a referee. Which led me to think of why he even wanted to make me a referee in the first god damn place? Argh, sometimes I could just slap the guy, but I won’t, lest I get expelled. Anyway, someone took over after that and that allowed me to sit down and watch the game play from a more relaxed point of view, not having to constantly scrutinized if the players are touching the net, holding the ball, stepping over the line or other things that will be considered a foul.
We trashed YJC 5-0. Is it even possible to say we? I guess so, since it is supposedly the whole team dynamics thing. I am rather grateful for those who didn’t turn up cause that allowed me a chance to play, even though I hardly touched the ball because Darren was acing with his powerful serving. Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not being bitter about it but just stating a point. I think it would seriously be a test if Mr. Chew is a man of his word when it comes down to the actual selection of the 12 people for the main team. I am fairly certain that I won’t be in it even though I have never given up hoping. Haha. I better steer clear of talking more about this topic because if I do, names would have to be mentioned and having a blog is being quite transparent, no?
We went for dinner at Mos burger after the match with the Yvonne and Audrey who were waiting for us after the Chinese project which we were doing in the morning. Haha, the Chinese project was quite fun actually. We were caught by Mr. Robert Yeo for climbing into the classrooms even though the second level was locked out. Oh my god, it was so scary when he came in to ask in that soft, threatening voice of his. However, he let us of without even scolding us and said welcome when we thanked him for opening the gate for us. Oo. We had more fun in the first story classroom anyhow, being the sluts that we are. We ended up just sitting down and crowing our lungs away after about two acting rehearsals.
The trip to parkway was quite fruitful, I managed to get Vanessa’s valentine day present and we managed to find both Yu Hui and Audrey something for their birthdays. Haha. Quite successful indeed. Even max managed to get a new haversack for him to use for everyday school. We were laughing at the weird armadillo like bag that we saw at this shop somewhere near giant. I couldn’t remember the name of the shop but it was the place that I bought my $20 urban bag. Haha. It was on discount.
We left soon after because it was already 9.30pm!!! YY and I were supposed to go to church today. However, she only remembered it at 12 midnight and I myself didn’t even remember it until she smsed me. Haha. So it was quite screwed and I think we ended up not being to go to any church after all. So I managed to burn about 15 minutes writing this entry.
Relatively happy that I started this new blog, I shall leave behind my past with the diary-x that is going dark on the 31st of March. All the bitter sweet memories gone, hopefully blogspot won’t go crashing down on me on day too. =)
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It turns out we did go to a church after all. Not something that I really wanted to do but had to do so anyway in case YY breaks out in a fit of hyperventilation and disbelief and rage and dies or something. It was quite boring and I just wanted to leave and soon as possible. The talk by the pastor was really dry and I could even see some people around me nodding off.
Ugh! I cannot stand my dad period. One of these days I will either rant like nobody’s business or trash things out head to head with him. I could just kill the bloody fucker. ARGH!
farcical-rants - 11:08 am - Sunday, February 26, 2006
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