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♥ Tuesday, November 01, 2005
3:59 PM

track training wasnt bad at all. im actually loving it. i felt a sense of belonging there. ahh, lovely. that illya dragged me to come at 7 when i was having my beauty sleep till 6.45am. and yeaps, i was late. haiya. training starts at 8.30 for god's sake. but at least i got a friend. =)

ran one round, lead by diana. whooooa. her speed super fast. if only the netballers ran like that. wahh. less than 5 minutes can finish warm up. then we did those set drills, urm yaah. really interesting. slipped here and there. but it was alrite. just waiting for my muscle cramps to come. haha. then treadmill, 15minutes. just thinking about me makes me feel tired. but it was alrite lah. just got my cramps after that. ergh. sickening laahhh. then fat and me played netball for a while. then mr rauf called all the new comers. told us about having a high chance in cross country next year if we were to train hard, which im going to. winning crosscountry is one of my dreams.

then we finished training! changed to my slippers and we played cards at the fitness corner. with some of them uh. that firman ultra rude sak. but funny at the same time. kept disturbing the cleaner aunties. and i knew his dirty lil secret. ahah. logic wrong giller sey. tsk2. but it was fun. migrated to the canteen to play murderer. unlucky enough to be the murderer like 2 times. hehz. it was damn interesting and funny. that hakim cant shut up for one second. talk talk talk onlyy. grr. iffah and fadila joined in. we migrated again and sat near the podium. on the floor. played again. wwwwhooopps. ever so interesting.

and those guys were playing soccer behind me. just fear that that soccer ball would hit me right in the head. ahhh, i know you'd love to see that. haha. then headed back home. i thought my mom wanted to go geylang sey. soo hyper about it already, then cancelled. aper dah. hekz. got my beauty sleep at home. watched tv. and here i am. just got a while cos my sis will be busy studying for her upcoming exams. hehz.

i watched as you walk away.
in my heart, i wished that you'd stay.