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i'm so not going to jes's space from now on, try me, i mean what i say man. alright, i don't mean that i she's my foe, but argh, never mind. hais, not topic to blog about, anyhow blog la. Yesterday received back literature paper, was damn disappointed. to think i studied one whole day for that test. but it was proved to be of no use. what's the point?! what's the point of studying so hard?!! and when i asked the teacher, she said marks was minus-ed for the excess writing. at that point of time, i was damn angry, i added the points in to be safe, and in the end, marks was deducted. so disappointed, so disappointed. on the brink of giving up. and then in the afternoon, we asked the 1C peeps down to join us for the last training before the interhouse netball. there's really a difference between an express class and a normal technical class, a great diference in attitude. one said she didn't want to play anymore, she didn't even came to tell us. the names had been handed in, and we were planning to put her as one of the main players, but she ended up backing out like this? if we didn't went to find them, wont we have one less player on that day? they are really irresponsible, really. and the other one attitude is, that Jocelyn. we wanted to go out to school to train, and to think we rushed so much just to accomodate her badminton training, she insisted in training in school. what mattered is, she didn't even tell us she wanted to stay in school, she just refused to move and just stood where she was. until i noticed that. and she didnt even train, she just shot a few balls and left like that. so what she was an ex-netballer? does that means that she can attitude us like that? i was pissed off by her. and after they left, we played volleyball, was fun at first. went on smoothly. in the end, hands were aching la. tell you, is damn pain okay, you have to brace yourself to receive the ball, the impact was great. but game was great, hope for more yea? then told some sick and racist jokes, raining heavily, chionged in the rain. candice was to go home at 7, one more hour to wait, so waited with her under jes's flats. and jes owes 200 pumpings. hahaha, serious okay?! then talked and talked. and i was always shut up by "you're just jealous." irritating. okay okay, type until hand pain liao, byes peeps. |