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July 25, 2009
Exorcist File no 169- School house activities begins.

It’s Friday today, I almost arrived late at school today, upon I got there, everyone was dressed in their house colors, not to mention I am a blue tiger. Standlea and I were the only boys who used long P.E. pants, I’m glad I didn’t use P.E. shorts, it looks damn ugly. And Sudi was the one wears that. Really, Faldo likes to pick on the weak, well, sudi is the type. After our first subject ended, Faldo strips sudi’s pants, LOL, luckily Faldo didn’t apply much force, or I wouldn’t want to think the outcome will be. After that, we had our next subject, which is Science but in national language. The teacher is explaining in front, but most of us, the boys except Peter, since he wanted to be a good boy, weren’t paying attention, even myself included.

Ciendra was gossiping about our friend here, you know who… awkward to mention that guy’s name, at least reader probably should’ve guessed who he is. And all of us laughed, really, he is really infuriating, but since I decided to stay out of troubles, I’ll just laugh when it’s funny, and keeps silent if it does not. Ciendra says that **** actually wanted to chat with Ayesha, but he had no nerve to do so, since he’ll start having fists from Ciendra if he does. I can imagine well how the outcome will be. After Science, it English. Ms. Beth Casey wasn’t here again, and the pregnant teacher had to take care of us, you have my pity miss..

Doing journals, and the same assignment, I have a feeling that Ms. Beth Casey cannot improve the standards I wanted, Ms.Jovelyn is beter I prefer, students get along with her too. It was Lunch next, Standlea and Sudi had the nerve to eat tidbits in the gym, and according to the rules, it’s prohibited. I told mr. Irving, and these guys had their butt kicked. I was laughing at the same time. The basketball court were occupied by some students, and we had no choice but to rot. At that time, there was a crowd, well, where there is a crowd, there will be people right?

I went there and Peter was playing Table tennis. I played table tennis once in primary 6, that was my first time. I don’t even remember how to serve, but as peter serves, I looked at the way he did. Mr. Irving participated, and he was the opponent against peter. Afterwards, it’s funny when Alex and Ciendra played changing Sir and peter. It was funny, where both parties just hit the ball in random without planning.

Ciendra made one of the year 6 students walked like a penguin in front of our Ms. Edina, and Ciendra continued, Happy FEET… Ms. Edina kept silent, even I could tell that she was crossed.
Our last subject, which is Maths. Everytime we had maths, it’s really becoming a scary feeling since Mr. Kevin is fierce, but I could see that he is interested in music so much. He insists of having music subject. Music does bring harmonious feeling.

After having our maths, it’s dismissal time. Woops, there is still a special occasion, a basketball fight against the year 9-10 females and the female teachers. While the boys, year 9-10 against the male teachers. Young ones against young once. It makes a really good word, and from the way it was written, that must have been Mr. Irving.

Now, let the match begin. I was asked to do some labors work, carrying heavy stuffs, I volunteered to do so. Since I want to kill some time until my fetcher comes. Sudi grabbed a ball from the office and we took the other court, Standlea and I were just waiting for the ball. Not more than 2 minutes, Sudi’s mother came to fetch him, and we had no choice but to play only both of us. After 10 minutes, standlea went home as well. Now, I’m left alone. Never mind, It’s better to practice my own.. I wonder why, my shots are easily to get in this time, no matter 2 points or three points, my shots were able to get most in. People call this Momentum, or for my info, mu ga no kyouchi.

After few shots, it began to miss. It seems that the muga is gone. I practiced for 30 minutes while they’re playing on the other court. It was on the students side actually, they’re winning, but Frankly came and turn the tables around. It’s no longer fun. I lost my stamina afterwards, after having those fastbreaks, and 3 points shooting, which decreased mostly of my stamina, I was in pale white.


Then, I played Table Tennis. I was against Peter at first, but we played only a while, then he changed teresa, damn it. I don’t want to be beaten by a girl, it’ so embarrassing. And I really was beaten. Well, I played today, and it seems that teresa had a weakness, which is the spin. Nyahaha, I’ll have to master that to beat her, revenge is a must.

After she went home, Mr. Joni taught me how to serve the ball well, and retaliate well. Hehehe, I’m not going to lose to Teresa next time, I must hone my skills, or I’d have to looked downwards exiting this school. Shameful.


Distance hearts when rejoined as one,may find the light within
5:38 AM.