oh my muscles... my poor poor muscles.
it has become like.. walk ow walk ow walk ow.
stairs and i aren't on good terms. neither are slopes.
i need a massage...desperately.
double GP followed by double Chinese.. then single break, Biology test - DNA & Genomics, single Math, single break, then came single Chemistry (Ms Ng was absent, so we got an extremely funny teacher Mrs Tan-Lim, whose memory for names is frightfully accurate), then Project Work, which is the bane of my existence next to Econs. ew.
then i proceeded to limp all the way to Oldham Wing's staffroom 3 to get my duffel bag from Ms Azlina's cubicle. she's so so so so so nice and sweet for letting me dump my duffel bag there. i didn't want to have to go lugging it around all day. haha. THANKS DISHA, for helping me carry the blazer and assisting me in my attempt to climb stairs in the morning.
then... met Krish at the pull up bars where we bumped into Jit, who started nagging Krish to study, YAY JIT. do it more often.
so the old man and i went to town... mainly cause he lives there and i had training there. again, i hate slopes. AHHHH.. and stairs.. AAAHHHH. ok.
training was fine... except my legs cramped up midway through a kick and i collapsed, how embarrassing... thankfully no one saw except my coach. phew.
anyway... i'm like... having a pretty good week.. A for GP test, B for Chem test, I'M ONA ROOLLLLLL... picking up from terms. my term grades were like the sound an ambulance makes. i've been going for ssp's every other day. sigh yo. but i mean, i'm starting to study.. the feeling's good, where you actually know how to answer the question and the fella next to you doesn't... ok, pure evil i know... but Will was sitting next to me, so that analogy doesn't really apply, YOU ONE SMART ASS. hahaha. no really, he's SO SMART, HE'D MAKE EINSTEIN FEEL STUPID. haha. hardworking too.
okok, i think i'll go die on my bed.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.