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I wasn't intending to blog so soon after my previous post, haha, but circumstances have forced me to do otherwise. What circumstance? Well, the title says it all. Sort of.

Chem lab session today. Yes, guessed already right? I broke glassware. This particular incident ranks among the top TWO most stupid glassware breakages for me. Actually, come to think of it, I've only ever broken glassware on two occasions, and yep, both were very crappy mistakes. Lemme recount the first one.

Long long ago, (a few years back), in a land far far away (high school lab), there once lived a beaker called, erm "Aargh". One fine day, someone (me) was using Aargh to heat some liquid (I forgot what). It grew really hot, but Aargh could take it. He was strong. He was made of glass! But... the person handling Aargh was an idiot. When he wanted to wash up, and pour the hot liquid away from Aargh, he didn't use a cloth like he had been told. That idiot (me) used a TEST-TUBE HOLDER.

Seeing the test-tube holder approaching, Aargh knew what would happen. He could envision bits of him flying across the room a few seconds later. He was afraid. Very afraid. He tried to run, but he didn't have legs. He tried to jump away, but again, he had no legs. He tried to fly away, but he had no wings. He tried to drive away, but he had no car. Ok, you get the picture. Aargh was just an ordinary beaker. Made of glass. No mouth (hm ok techically he has one), no eyes, no hands, no legs, no nothing. And so he sayed his prayers... and tried to cherish the few moments left in his life. His entire life (which wasn't very much actually) flashed before him as the test-tube holder touched his body. Hoping for a miracle, he closed his eyes. Oh wait, he didn't have eyes. Oh well. The test-tube holder held for the briefest of moments, and then the inevitable happened- Aargh slipped out of the holder, and dropped to the ground. Ouch.

He didn't break in two. He didn't break in three. He broke into uncountable pieces. Everone (the whole class) shouted, "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". And the idiot (me) had to play $6.50 (if I remember correctly- I've still got the reciept somewhere, lol)

Today's glassware breakage wasn't as dramatic, haha. I was preparing for titration (seems like the only thing we're doing in chem pract so far), taking the pipette out. I dunno why, but for some reason the pipette got caught in one of the two "hooks" that held it to the inside wall of the cabinet. So I pulled backwards, and "SNAP!". It broke cleanly in two, I think. No small pieces. I was swearing under my breath, cos I knew pipettes were expensive. So I sheepishly went up to the teacher to tell him what happened. And wth, I only had to pay 1 buck! One dollar! One hundred cents! Only! Phew. Still, it made me really frustrated for a while. I could't believe I was so clumsy. Dammit. Btw, just to clarify- NO, pipette do NOT only cost 1 dollar! They're really expensive! Think about it- TWO d.p.!!! It's a really accurate instument!

Oh no! I forgot! I meant to bring the broken piece home! Only a small part of the tip broke off- the main part was still intact. Sigh, no souvenir for me then...

Well. I haven't blogged in a while. Somehow I feel like I'm blogging this just for the sake of blogging. I actually wanted to blog yesterday, after the NTU "Cantemus 2006", but then I was quite tired when I got back home, at around 11pm.

Went to have my eyes checked yesterday afternoon. I've always been boasting about my perfect eye-sight. Sigh. Well, now I can't. I can only say I've got near-perfect eyesight, haha. Apparently both my eyes are "50 degrees". Hm... And I've got a little astigmatism. Too much computer usage, they say. Anyway, I never knew what the "degrees" were referring to. 50 isn't that bad right? I'd better do more (self) eye-massages. I've sort of continued doing the 眼保健操 that we always did back in NYPS. Unorthodox? Well, I think it works. Genes alone can't really guarantee perfect (or near-perfect) eyesight right? Can it?

We were planning to have a choir batch dinner (meaning year ones) before the NTU thing. In the end, it was more like half-batch-plus-three-extra-seniors. Oh well. Ended up at burger king, cos there wasn't enough space at soup spoon. I wasn't complaining- hadn't eaten at burger king in a while. The chicken whopper was still as good as I remembered it.

Rushed off to Victoria Concert Hall after that, to get "good" seats. It was really funny to see the 'distance-gap' which appeared after a while between us guys (which weren't very many actually), and the girls on the way to VCH. We just walk faster I guess. But yeah ok, I know, some girls can walk very fast.

I suddenly remembered that I'd been to VCH before. So many years ago, I was in NYPS choir. We went there for SYF. I didn't know that it was called VCH then, lol. But I still remembered the place- the entrance, the fancy "gates" thingy, and especially the corridor next to the hall. Brought back some memories. Anyway, I think before yesterday, I'd only been to VCH once. So I've been on stage once and in the audience once. Come May, it'll be another time on the stage.

Most of us were seated at the higher level (is there a name for it? [edit: circle seats! now how did I not know that...]), in the centre block. I dunno why they were saying stuff like, "sit centre, the sound better". Um, is there really such a big difference? Wth. Maybe I just don't have experience, haha. That's probably why I find it weird that some keep saying the esplanade acoustics "suck". Hm...

Well, the NTU choir was quite good, athough even I could hear some mistakes here and there. At least I got to hear quite a few songs that we at HC are currently singing. I was almost singing along with the choir when they were performing Double-Toil and Binnamma! Almost, haha. Oh man, I've gotta perfect the actions for binnamma. Just learnt it on Friday. Basses' actions are the most fun, haha. We have to do this shoulder "shaking" thing during what is, imo, the most "high" part of the song:

"Kum-bina kum-bina kum-bina kum-bina, kum kum kum kum kum kum-kum-bina kum-bina kum-bina kum-bina..." *getting high*. Ok maybe it doesn't seem that great. But with the other 3 sections together (they're singing-bass is the only one chanting the whole time for that part), it just sounds great!

There was a musical after the interlude. The story wasn't too bad. But the singing was quite awful. And I couldn't really hear the people speaking. Oh well. We came to hear the choir perform songs, not perform a musical anw.

It was quite a fun night. Although I can't help feeling I sort of got dao-ed by someone, haha. Not totally, but sort of. Maybe it was just a busy day.

Oh oh! Almost forgot to blog about this- I went to Applecentre at Orchard again today. The last week I brought my $50 voucher along, but they insisted that I had to present my IC. So today I brought my student pass (not my IC- to show "defiance", lol). I wanted to get some accessory for my iPod, but EVERYTHING was so expensive. I remember there were a few items that were around 50 last time, but with the introductino of the new ipods, they stopped stocking those old accessories. So I ended up buying.......

*drumroll*

A mouse! By......

*drumroll*

MICROSOFT! I bought a microsoft mouse from an AppleCentre store!!! LOL. Oh yeah. So fun, haha.

Somehow, even though my day ends at 8pm, cos of piano at 7... I seem to have more time on Tuesdays. Hm... maybe it's cos I have my dinner a lot earlier, at 6pm, so when I reach home at 8 plus... I've already eaten, somehow giving me more time.

Ok, maybe I should rephrase it a little. My tuesdays aren't really that free. In fact, my Tuesdays are always really rushed. At 4 I rush home from school so that I can get back with enough time to, er, do last minute piano theory homework, haha. I always do it last-minute. Oops. Then I quickly have my dinner and practice a bit of piano before rushing off for my lessons.

So.. it's actually my Tuesday nights that are really free.

Looking forward to tomorrow. In fact, I've been looking forward to every day of school since the first day of school this year! JC is fun! But then, there's the presentation for Econs ILP (project thingy) tomorrow, so ok, maybe I'm not looking forward to tomorrow in particular, as compared to other days.

But there's choir tomorrow! Can't wait! I don't remember being this excited about going for softball training, haha. It was always, "oh no, gotta pack for tomorrow's training again..." Maybe I really made the right choice in quitting softball and joining choir. So what if I'm not in a sports cca? It doesn't mean my fitness level will go all the way down... I can do PT on my own. Yeah, softball was fun... but the "fun part" for me was mostly throwing ball for warm-up, not the actual games. Oh well.

"Double, double, Toil and trouble...."

Someone suggested that I hold another "Ramly-burger promotion". LOL. Maybe, maybe... If my tagboard goes stagnant again, haha.

Fridays are long days. Not just 'cos it ends late- I think on Mondays choir practice ends later. But because there's a lot of stuff to do on Fridays. Besides all the lectures and the one (Maths) tutorial, I've got PE at 8am. Today, for some reason, I decided to bring only one set of PE. "Why not", I thought. Well, at 4.20pm, I regretted not bringing at least another shirt. My shirt stank. And I had to wear it. For choir PT. Aargh.

Today we were supposed to play frisbee for choir PT. Some more screaming? Maybe, haha. But I didn't get to find out, 'cos it started drizzling and thundering. Well, I wasn't the tallest, but we had to spare a thought for the natural lightning-rods, haha. So what did we do? Some crap games-like stuff. Orientation part 2, lol. Really crappy. Only the jumping jacks were of any use. That senoir in charge of PT today can really get self-high looking at us playing with the games that seemed to have been made up on the spot...

Oh, and during PE we had quite a spat of bad luck. Three 'casualties', lol. First there was Isaac, who WALKED INTO the flag pole while we were on the way to the venue for PE. He was watching Francis kick the capteh on the way. He got quite a deep gash above his eye...

Next was Meiling. Zhiyong and I wanted to throw (soft)ball after the standing broad jump trials (for which I managed to jump 242 btw- grade A for Napfa!). After three months, I felt like throwing ball again for fun. Then Meiling and Rachel wanted to join us. Two non-softballers. Me? Well, I was a softballer. So we were throwing for quite a while, when the ball decided to come out of Meiling's glove after she caught it and hit her in the nose. At first I thought it wasn't so bad... But then she started crying. Oh man... If only the person who got hit was a guy... But well, I felt guilty after that... If I hadn't suggested we throw ball then she wouldn't have got hit in the nose. Oh well. btw, just to clarify, it wasn't me who threw the ball which hit Meiling.

The final one wasn't that serious. Liting. The rest of them (meaning those other than us four throwing ball) were playing captain's ball. Apparently when she was running there was a sudden crack sound coming from her a ankle or something. Nothing serious I think.

After that we all got rather paranoid, haha. I think I almost choked on my bottle of limeade, LOL. And just my luck, I 'lost' $1.50 in buying a ramly burger for someone else, haha.

Choir practice was still quite fun. I'm still quite confused for Bin-nam-ma, thought I think I've gotten the hang of Double Double Toil and Trouble! I got really excited when we were singing the latter. It just rocks! Not literally, I mean... the song's great! Today was the first time I saw The Boss almost being angry. She was quite frustrated by the Sops' problem with coming in at the right time. Almost sent them out. Woah. The last time when she joked about Basses always getting sent out, I never thought it was that serious. Hm...

Anyway, it's getting late, gonna sleep.

I was mulling over whether to run the school annual cross country at MacRitchie for a week. Cos I just recovered from a really bad cough. But the X-ray showed my lungs were normal, and I felt quite good today, so I decided to run!

I was following Alvin for the most part of the race, but maybe it's cos I just recovered, so he eventually went quite far ahead. Next year, Alvin! I'm gonna train hard this year!

4.8 km in 22-24 minutes! (I forgot to stop my watch's timer, and when I finally remembered it was at 24+ minutes.) Not bad... 115 position (out of around 400?) for guys competitive race(including year twos). If I ran the mass run though, I would've got under 20th position, and got a trophy. Oh well.

But I feel now, after the run. Or maybe it's the effects of the Red Bull we (us four class reps for guys competitive race) drank before the race. Lol. Red Bull gives you wings!

Anyway, for some reason the four of us ended up together on the way to the bus stop. We decided to take a bus (852) in the other direction for two stops, then cross over to take the bus back, to beat the crowd that was already amassing at the bus stop opposite MacRitchie. Smart right? Nope. It turned out that there was NO bus stop opposite. Well, techinically there was, but for some reason that bus stop didn't serve the bus we wanted to take. So weird! So we walked for quite a while, passing Shunfu Rd (haha), and then passing RJC (grr), before reaching where we thought we'd ought to be.

We sort of lost our sense of direction... While we were crossing the overhead bridge, I spotted many people from our school coming towards us, meaning that we were actually supposed be wait at the bus stop on the side we came from! Aargh. Four "street-idiots".

Took 855 home. The rest had to change bus. When we passed the MacRitchie bus stop, there weren't many people already. Looks like our plan backfired, haha.

Ran 4.8km... but I don't really feel that tired now. Red Bull? Gonna do some work, then sleep early. Need to catch up on my work and also on my sleep....

Woah. I had a really packed day. Been out from 8am to 8pm. I don't like whole day outs. I get really sweaty and sticky and uncomfortable towards the end of the day. And tired too.

Went to see the doctor first thing in the morning. I was still coughing after 3 days of taking that medicine he gave me. He said my lungs still sounded fine though, but referred me to SATA (dunno what it stands for) for an x-ray. So I went to SATA to get it over and done with. X-rays can be taken very quickly. I didn't know that. I never took an x-ray before, not counting the one of my teeth, which was very slow (the machine had to revolve halfway around my head). I had to press my chest against the panel for this x-ray. Then the person asked me to breathe in deeply, and before I knew it, it was over. I was wondering, "what happened"? Even as I walked out of the room, something didn't feel right, haha. It all happened so fast, I thought I forgot something. But it was all normal. X-rays are taken that fast. The print will be out on Tuesday. Hopefully my lungs are really ok...

Had a really quick visit to the dentist's (about my wisdom teeth problem) after the X-ray. It wasn't the dentist I usually go to see. Some other guy my usual dentist referred me to. Didn't do much. He just looked at my x-ray, and tapped on my molars, asking me if it hurt (to which I answered no). I'm gonna have to have my wisdom teeth (all four of them I think) removed either during the March or June holidays. I'd rather have it during the June holidays, cos there's some choir thing during March hols (some very famous conductor coming). But the dentist recommends that I have the surgery in March. June would be too long, he says. I guess so. My teeth have begun to feel weird when I clench hard. Then that dentist also said that I should have braces done, since I'm going for surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. Wth. My dentist never said I had to do. I don't really wanna have braces... but I dunno... would I regret 10 years down the road? Maybe. It seems quite troublesome though... at least around 2 years with braces. Aargh. I'm vain, I don't want braces, lol. Really dunno...

So I went to school for this public speaking thing called Speaking with P.a.n.a.c.h.e. Lasted from 8.30am to 4.30pm. I missed the first two hours of the course. But apparently I didn't miss much. I think. Don't really care. But it was quite fun, the course. I dunno if I really improved my speaking skills, but I learnt quite a bit. It's just putting it into practice that's the problem. Oh well.

By the time the course ended, it was almost 5pm. Some of us (guys only) decided to go Westmall to get Vday-cum-reveal-who-you-are day gifts for our angels and mortals. It's hard to choose gifts man. And I can't believe some of the things I bought. I listened to dexin (the self-professed "pro" on such stuff) and the others, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten the gigantic ***(my angels and mortals might be reading this). Butt does seem to suit that particular person. Sort of. Dunno.

Anyway, I got a total of four gifts (or actually 5, cos one is two-in-one), for two angels and two mortals. Total expenditure: $30.60. Is that too much for 4 gifts? It can't be too little, can it? They'd better all be getting me something. Or else.

Oh no! Do I have to get something for my choir angel and mortal even thought the choir game ends on April Fool's day and not Valentine's day? Aargh.

Ok, here's what happened today.

I was planning to give PE a miss, cos I had excuse from "physical activites" from the doctor. And I did. Only it wasn't just me. The whole class ponned PE. Or rather, we waited a while, and then when our PE rep Dexin went to look for the teacher, they said PE cancelled. Hm... Anyway, after PE was break, so we had a TWO hour break before the half-hour physics lecture. So essentially, our lessons today started at 10, and ended at 10.30. Lol.

The non-IP/DSA people left at 10.30. The rest of us went for some subject combination briefing. Apparently, if we change our combination, even counting the dropping of a subject, we have a lower chance of staying in the same class. It was only then that I realised that we might not all be together after the JAE. Sigh...

So, after the talk, some of us 4K-ers went to the high school canteen to slack around, before going to the library to play cards. Yeah, it's not really allowed, playing cards. But we didn't really care. Except when the librarian was in close proximity, of course.

The release of the results was done at the auditorium, at 2pm. Not as grand as previous years, when it was done at around 12pm at the hall, with all students from all levels gathered. I remember we were always very excited on that day, 'cos we got 'holidays' (day off or half-day) if our school did well (which was, well always?) IP changes a lot of things.

I wasn't nervous at all the past few days. But just at the moment before honyp gave out the slips, I could literally feel my heart beating! Or pounding. When I got my slip, the first thing I saw was "B". Then I looked around for a number. Couldn't find any. Took me a (short) while to find the "three". Phew. B3! That's supposed to be good, no? Or ok? I dunno. I shouted (or said loudly) "Yes!" when I saw that I got B3. But it didn't seem like I meant it. It felt like I was forcing a "yes!" out. Just like when I got my PSLE results, and when I got my Sec 4 overall MSG. It didn't seem really outstanding, but I knew it was quite good, so I just shouted "yes!". Hypocrisy? Maybe.

Anyway, at least I don't have to do HCL anymore! And I didn't just barely scrape through with the D7! I got B3! An A2 would've been nice though. Of course, if I got A2, then I would now be wishing I got A1. That's how it is. What if I got A1? Well, that's impossible in the first place.

Bee-three!!! Yeah! No more Chinese in JC!(w.e.f. Term 2 only though... stupid China Cultural Studies crap)

I dunno what's gotten into me. The past week I've actually been looking forward to Friday ( which is tomorrow)- the day the O-levels results are released. Actually, it's been more than a week, 'cos I was looking forward to the now-cancelled-cos-of-o-levels-results Macritche familiarisation run. But, yeah, since the date for the release of results had been confirmed, I've been sort of looking forward to it. Somehow, I seem to be the only one who's (overly) optimistic about the results. Is there something wrong with me? LOL, maybe.

Of course, it has dawned on me serveral times that if I get E8 or lower for HCL, I've gotta do chinese in JC. And I've thought about the possibility of getting lower than D7. It's quite high. Relatively speaking. But even after assessing my, er risk factor, I dunno why I don't feel even the least bit nervous. Don't say it's cos I've only got HCL to worry about. A lot of my peers from high school are really anxious about the results, and a few are panicking. Me? Well, I've made a deal with a few people- if I get A2, I'll treat them lunch ($1.50 ramly burger each, lol). I've also told the class that IF somehow, in the very unlikely case that I get A1 for HCL, I'll sponsor the JTS (junior treat senior)! Am I crazy? Haha, maybe. But If I really get A1, I don't think I'll mind. On the other hand though, IF I get A1, that means our country's Chinese standard really sucks. Or maybe somehow that day I 开窍. LOL.

Having said that though, it's not that I don't care about my results. I'm hoping for at least a B3. I'll be contented with a B3. Of course, an A2 would be nice. A1 would be even nicer. But I really hope to get at least B3. I'll treat the first person to tag after I announce my HCL grade on this blog to lunch if I get at least B3! ($1.50 Ramly burger).

Yay, gonna see lao mao again tomorrow. For the last time, as a class. Hm. Maybe I'll bring my camera. We never got to take a class photo. There was this class photo taking session, but maybe there was some problem, all the classes didn't get their photos.

Ok, gonna sleep after I've printed the Econs project thingy.

Good luck to all those receiving their results tomorrow! Don't worry be happy! (be it 1 or 12 subjects. Or in-between.) But don't totally don't care either. Er, just be normal.

Hm... my cough's getting better. Hopefully it'll go away soon.

Went to see a doctor for my cough today, after choir. I've been having this dry cough on-and-off for many months already. When I told the doctor about it, for some reason he suddenly looked really serious. I'm really worried it's something serious. He gave me some medication, and said if my cough persists after 3 days, I have to see him again and get an x-ray done. Crap. According to him my lungs sounded ok though. I'm not paranoid or anything... but after what happened two years ago... I dunno...

Please let it be something, um, normal. please...

Anw, I really wanna run the school annual x-country next Wednesday at MacRitchie.. but the doctor gave me one week's excuse from physical stuff (not medical leave, just excuse from physical activity). Sigh... "Feb 8-15." The 15th is the day of the run. Hopefully I'll be all right by then. Or else we'll have to find someone else to run in my place for the class.

Am I too paranoid? Am I hypochondriac? I hope I am.

I still can't believe I quit softball and joined choir. It's a huge change. And people I tell find my jump from softball to choir more surprising than I find it myself. I don't find it surprising, or shocking. Just that this time last year, I would never have though of joining choir.

Anyway, due to popular (actually one person's) demand, I shall make a short (edit: wow, turned out to be quite long) post about Choir orientation, on Feb 4th, saturday. My saturdays have been packed since the beginning of the year. Ok, that sounds like a lot of saturdays. It's only 5 saturdays, but well, there are only 52 ot them in a year. (I think. Just made a rough estimate. If I'm wrong, don't need to forgive me. I don't care. It's an estimate!)

At least I didn't have to wake up that early. Supposed to be there by 9am. I set the alarm for 7. Woke up at 7, and decided to snooze a little while more, so I reset the alarm for 7.20. What I did instead (which I later found out) was to set the time, not the alarm, 20 minutes ahead. So when I got up from my extra bit of sleeping, I got a rude shock- the time read 7.40! I immediately realised what happened though, after checking the time on my hanphone. But not before cursing the lousy clock alarm a few times, and worrying about being late.

I can't really remember choir orientation already. Feeling quite sleepy writing this post. Maybe it's cos I slept too much. Yep, too much. Almost 10 hours last night, and a 2 hour nap in the afternoon. Haven't slept this much in weeks.

Hm... ok, it's coming back to me now. After everyone gathered, we split into two groups (cos there were too many of us) for a quick ice-breaker game. It didn't really break the ice, imo, but it did bring about lots of laughter (is that considered breaking the ice? hm...) The game was called "elope". We stood in a circle, holding hands, and a 'couple' was supposed to go around the circle. They had to tap a pair of hands, and that pair would have to come out of the circle and go in the other direction, racing the other 'couple' to the spot they vacated. When to two 'couples' met, sissors paper stone would decided which one got to cut through the circle. I hope my explanation makes sense. I remember I coughed a lot during this game. Dunno why. But later on my cough got better. Maybe it was the strepsils.

Another ice-breaking game followed, this time in our small groups of five to seven people. There was no name to the game. The description is fairly simple too. Just break the ice. Literally. When they brought out the blocks of ice and told us what to do, I thought it was quite lame. But stomping on ice is quite fun, haha. That ice breaker game led straight into the main orientation, which was another "amazin race" style thing, like in the school orientation, only this time the clues supplied were a lot less ingenius, imo. The games were still fun. Sort of.

For the first game we had to pass a sausage tied to raffia string through our shirts and shorts (shorts for guys only) while singing a song. Our group sang Abc. And we went out of tune. Lol. It was more of a monotone, actually. And halfway the sausage broke. Oops.

Ok, it's quite late, and there are 7 other games to describe. I'm gonna leave the rest of this post to tomorrow. Come back later.

Woah. It's been over a week already. My 'hiatus' was supposed to be 5 or 6 days only. Just been really busy these few days. And during the little time I've got, when I'm not doing tutorials, I've got no mood to blog. Feeling quite sleepy now, but I think I'd better make a post. Otherwise my blog may be dead forever, lol

Well... it's been many days after CNY already. So I won't write much about it. Just the main thing- got sick on 初二。 Cough. And sore throat. Just my luck. So I wasn't really enjoying myself in Malaysia. Anyway, I made an overall loss of less than 10 for gambling. Ringgit. Not too bad, I guess. I usually win quite a lot though.

Didn't write to my angels and mortals for over a week already. I only just responded to some of them. And now there's Choir Angel and Mortal too! That makes SIX people for me to write to! Aargh. Well, at least I've written one letter to each of them. Some people don't even bother to write letters. Just my luck, though- one of my mortal's birthday is before Feb 14, the day the game ends. I'm gonna have to get her something.

Tiring day today. One hour PE period first thing in the morning at 8. "The Run". 3 rounds around the driveway at the high school side. That's just under 3 km. And after that we had to do 10 pullups. So fun. I think my being sick did affect my stamina. I also almost choked on my phlegm a few times. But it was still quite a good run. Took a long time to recover from that run though. And my heart was still thudding like mad even quite a while after the run. Aaah... I hope there's isn't a problem or something. The last time during physics lab session we had to measure our pulse rates. Mine was 100!!! That's not good... If that's an indicator of one' fitness level, then I must be really unfit. Aargh. 100. Dunno why my pulse rate is always so high. Maybe I should go take meditation classes, lol.

Oh, ok, besides the PE today, there was also PT in the afternoon! CHOIR HAS PT! Omg. I couldn't believe it when they first told us. Dunno what good 20 minutes of "PT" a week is though. Apparently it's supposed to be alternating between running and a game. Today we played soccer. To quote someone (forgot who), it was more of a screaming game. Because we had too many people, we split into two games. Our game had a lot of sops, apparently, haha. So much screaming. And crowding around the ball. I think the morning's run had taken its toll, though. Got tired very quickly. And my pulse rate was really high. Hm... ever since that day during physics pract I've been really conscious of my pulse rate...

My legs are aching now...

So anyway... the weekend's here. Still gotta go to school tomorrow though. Choir Orientation. at 9am. Hopefully it'll be fun. I still don't really feel that comfortable with my 'batch'.... Maybe orientation would help.

Gonna sleep. 'night.

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TWO 31st of Octobers have passed since. whee.

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