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Thursday, March 17, 2005

I ended not turning up for my 7 to 10 badminton session at the sports hall... well simply because I was too tired when I played badminton in TPJC... and I woke up late... and slept late too... Frankly speaking I wasn't in the mood to play badminton in that school because:

Firstly they are wasting my time. I wanna whack that guy's face. KNN

Secondly, you all did your footwork wrongly. I may not be a pro but I KNOW what a correct footwork is and at least I can help you all by saying EVERYONE has done wrongly. But anyways since it's your training I shall not interfere. Who gives a fuck anyways about your abhorrent training schedule, whereby you have to do some preposterous warm ups by running outside the school for 5765743 rounds, coming back doing some feckless jumping jacks and push ups and then finally doing some 2 vs 1 hitting the shuttle?

Oh man, I really don't know what to do or say. I don't feel like interfering anything but... argh anyways I don't care. Yeah I just play and run away.

Anyways I have nothing to blog about. I am wondering what I am gonna do tomorrow. Goddamnit.

Rambled by kaSh at 2:09 am