Tired. Just got home from sports practice. Practice was like "Whoa. There are so few people. Therefore, we must torture them (us) with lontar peluru and high jump." I was quaking with fear at the sight of the 'yellow furry thingy' (this is Xi Men's description) a.k.a. the pole.
At least it wasn't like Wednesday (or was it Friday? I think it was Wednesday O.o). Where xxx (he shall remain unnamed for I do not wanna get killed =/) the Cooke vice capt. forced us to run. Up n down d stairs. Around d field. Honestly. WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THAT??? >.>
Ow. My backside hurts. Stupid pole. I hate high jump >.< I SIMPLY CANNOT JUMP 90cm!!! Ya ya ya, call me a nerd or whatever. I DUN CARE. I CAN'T JUMP.
enough for now.