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Thursday, April 06, 2006

hahaha, my ds is really really disgusting now. spent around 6 minutes during training cutting and peeling away some of them. and they're in such a state that even somebody as gross as me cannot stand them.

yesterday was foodie day! had planned to get a refund for the rice cooker at first, then eat lunch, then go get new shoes for me. but in the end it turned out that we had to go to some other place to get the refund and we decided against buying shoes so the only thing we did was: eat.

ate superstar from carl's jr., because it makes me feel like one. felt blissful! i like the crisscut fries. and then we went to haagen dazz to eat fondue and let me tell you this:

DON'T EVER EAT FONDUE FROM HAAGEN DAZZ!

the chocolate hardened really fast and even though the candle was directly underneath it it didn't really help much. we were so pissed but not pissed and bothered enough to complain, so we just made do with it. but i went to bbq the fork or whatever it's called when we were all done so the end of the fork was black and i was happy.

school today was okay, i guess. i kind of like it. but lwc got pissed at us and demanded us to finish our zuowen by monday instead of doing it in class. and jtan is really, really boring. perhaps the topic of homosexuals was rather sensitive to him because it reminded him of his shang xin shi, like maybe, his bf dumped him or sth.

and my really nice teammates talked about really happy stuff during physics. happy to them, not to me. and wahlao, now my reputation is once again tarnished and i can no longer face the world.

and training was... tough. though quite fun at the same time. sir was weird. but the starjumps were really, uh, exciting. i cannot wait to see how good i am climbing stairs tmr. and teammates made really funny comments during exercises like me looking like a fat starfish. sigh, they're really mean people.

hahaha. and now i think the sec 1s hate me. wonderful. could hear them whining during pushups. too bad, i kept gaving chances by telling people to echo but i could only hear a few voices. so then i got irritated and tada, that's what you get when i'm irritated.

oh, and we were on the topic of homosexuals (more of gays) before training and this is what beatty said (or sth close to that).

beatty: but they (gays) can have children what! they've got XX, XY what. oh, no eggs.

so now you know, beatty cannot be science teacher.

yay. it's just a few hours more to my dad's birthday. and just a few hours more to friday!

heaven on earth
9:15 pm