Slackture. Head-whacking. Getting owned. Slack. Sweat. Celebrate OGL's birthday. Slack for three hours. Pool. Home. Eat. Run.
My day in under 20 words.
But it was fun, if you ignore that today I acheived absolutely nothing.
Fuck math lecture. Spent the time colouring my penknife to shield it from rust. Same concept as the Golden Gates Bridge of San Francisco, unless of course my memory is deceiving me. One hour gone, with the lecturer giving me suspicious stares and telling off Kok Seng next to me despite me being the one obviously doing nothing. Maybe he's scared of knives.
Fuck break. 150 minutes of nothing to do. Ok, well there WAS something to do. Sweat. Slack. Get owned. In table tennis. Totally. Flat. Ahahahahaha. Followed by a group of Sec 2/3s totally crushing and walking over whatever was left of me. By owning me even more -.- AHHHHHHH
Fuck fire drill. Like, 20 minutes of sweating. Literally. Just stand there and sweat. Cannot tahan. Dunno why I have a tendency to sweat so much. On the plus side, I don't feel cold easily.
Fuck 3 hours of failing to get our CT to have an outing. 3 hours of sitting around, moving around, walking around, failing around doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
Fuck pool. I suck at it. Played it for only a few months. Never learnt much about it. Have no idea why people have the impression I'm good at it. Bad accuracy, bad at controlling spin, bad at controlling jumps. Basically suck shit. But it was fun. Got to hang out abit with Ning Balls and Julian. Ahahaha.
AHAHAHAHAHA. What a weird mood I'm in. My repository of words lack one which describes my current mood.
Oh, I love to read. Reading. Be it books. Actions. People. Moods. Reactions. Perhaps it is more accurate to describe it as observe.
I wish I could spar again once more ahahaha. Probably will get owned but havent felt the trill of fighting for dam long.
