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Tuesday, July 08, 2008
EAS Day!

EAS day is actually games day for the south zone (S2 cluster) school, and i was asked by my AM to come dwn, and since yestdae was Youth Day, i decided to go dwn to Henderson Secondary and take a look...

Proudly and unfortunately, i was the only CCPE there...
I was made the umpire for the captain's ball...
and den guess wat!
i was the referee for the soccer game too...

i dunno know much of the rules for soccer lah... and we didnt use the whole field lah of course..
but anyways, i still tried... and act confident no matter how sucky i was..

I had fun yestdae, really sweat it out... most imptly, took my mind off certain things in my mind...
I miss playing sports... really...
all those jumping, defending like monkeys, running around the whole court, the field...
the blowing of whistle, like i used to do when sha and me were training our juniors for netball...
Ended quite early cuz we had to cancel some event, as it was raining...
and it ended quite early too...

as i was leaving, someone called me from behind...
"hey wana, can u give me ur no.?"
and he stretch out his hand to give me his hp...

and everyone was looking at me okay... the AMs, the OMs, the CSOs, OSOs....
Do i have a choice?
Yah so he got it...


*** my dearest PP haf reconciled wif the gf finally... I hope he felt better now, after that talked wif him... He's crazy... like me...! He's goin to laugh his ass off when he knows what happen yesterday..



nniinnaa 3:33 pm