been a long time
hmmm.. itz been a long time since i stayed at home [instd of going to sch] cos of feeling sick. where shld i begin?
i meant to write the night before yest. but i was tired. if i had written. it wld prolly haf been abt how excited and nervous i was abt the corss country. indeed.
yest.. was the cross country. well.. stayed in sch aft sch. changed and then we went to far east to eat sme. i jus had a few pieces of popcorn chicken. i was pretty sure i'd eaten enuf.. w the rice i'd had for break. [at least.. tt's wad i thot]. so yeah then we got the bus to go to macritchie. and on the wae.. whoa.. shld've seen the bus stop was like FULL of CJ pple.. and the bus packed up w cj pple. and we were all like.. haha.. and then when we reached the next bus stop.. there were smemore CJ pple.. haha.. and we were like.. whoa.. lol. sighs. still wish the bus wasn't all packed up when we reached tt second bus stop tho. quite farnie lah.. dell. syim, ras and rach were like cher... and i was like.. yeah i noe!!!!.. argh. oh wells.
got to macRitchie and all that. race started. turned out the route i've been practising w dad.. kinda missed one bit. i forgot the starting line. bugger. so tt took like 2mins. sighs.. it was awful. i was lke numbing up.. and i got overly-distressed. i knew j1s and j2s were running together.. but as a personal thing.. i dont like seeing too many pple ahead of me. itz awful for morale.. and it jus made me distressed. all in all.. i think i pushed myself too hard. got too distressed.. and yeah. so many times when i wanted to walk.. but told myself i mustn't. then when i hit the expressway bit.. i thot i wans't gonna b able to make it. seriously.. i felt like giving up.. but then i wanted to kill myself.. cos i didn't practise w dad four times and all to give up upon almost reaching there. so pushed on. and then when i was rounding the bend approaching the finishing line.. i cldn't even sprint properly. felt almost sure i wasn't going to get a no. already. but i did. and it surprised me. i got no. 18. apparently.. they extended the prize giving to the top 20. but i was seriously tired lah. i laid down on the road awhile. felt realli whoosy. and nobody came for awhile.. i guess it took them awhile to notice me.. since they were busy keeping time for others coming in. aniwae.. aft tt got helped to the shade and laid there w sme water smeone offered.
and tt's when it began. i err.. wanted to go to the finishing line to cheer and see pple pass. but err.. i sorta began to hyperventilate. and well.. i worried a lot of pple i realli shldn't haf. im realli sorrie now.. for all the pple who were realli concerned. for the pple i leaned on and who helped me. and mr t and mr glascow. and those who helped carried me to the grass. im heavy!!.. hope u didn't break ur backs doing it. and for the poor paramedics guy i hit so hard. and for all the pple's hps i borrowed and shouted no.s to call at.
i wonder if mr t's gonna kill me for wad i said. haha. was lying down on the grass.. and he was like.. who am i?.. and i went.. mr tamilselvan.. the guy who can't teach lit properly cos he just makes jokes. and insults everyone. i hope he wasn't too offended. haha.. and i still rmbr wad i said after that. wad's ur no.? no. 9 arh bad no. and i was like.. no... itz a great no. cos 2t09 is the best class.. next to 2t02. cos they tie. haha.. i meant it u noe. :]
dad came. and i got my prize [looking like shit.. since i had been lying in the grass] hah. oh wells. no class medal.. but itz alrite. i made it again. another trophy.. which is wad i had realli wanted. then i began a lot of msging.. to thnk pple for all the concern and apologise for making them worry so much. came back home w a very very bad headache. so i had sme pringles chips. salt has always been my aide for headaches. and i think i rmbr mr t saying tt i'd lost a lot of salt. so i kinda figured it'd b alright. then i went to bathe. and i started feeling awful. threw up. and errm yeah..
cldn't eat dinner.. cos i kept feeling like throwing up. turns out the pringles and cherryade was a pretty bad idea after all. took medicine and tried to slp. but the headache lah. dad came home and gave me a rub-down.. was aching all over. he says it happens when u hyperventilate. so i cldn't eat dinner and i kept trying to throw up.. cos my stomach felt bad. smehow.. i eventually got to slp. woke up at 9am this morning.
stomach still feels.. but more or less alright lah. i got up.. brushed my teeth. washed my face and then ate chicken noodle soup. im damn hungry now lah. food's still down.. im determined not to throw up again. aniwae.. i dont think i'll need to. watched sme tv.. and erm i dont noe. i'll see how it goes. guess i'll try to do sme work. esp glascow's lit poem thing. urgh.
im fine now. realli.
i kinda wonder if 'anyone' noticed me getting tt trphy. haha. i'll find out tmr aniwae. :) yes.. im pretty sure i'll b in sch tmr. [i hate missing sch]..
i meant to write the night before yest. but i was tired. if i had written. it wld prolly haf been abt how excited and nervous i was abt the corss country. indeed.
yest.. was the cross country. well.. stayed in sch aft sch. changed and then we went to far east to eat sme. i jus had a few pieces of popcorn chicken. i was pretty sure i'd eaten enuf.. w the rice i'd had for break. [at least.. tt's wad i thot]. so yeah then we got the bus to go to macritchie. and on the wae.. whoa.. shld've seen the bus stop was like FULL of CJ pple.. and the bus packed up w cj pple. and we were all like.. haha.. and then when we reached the next bus stop.. there were smemore CJ pple.. haha.. and we were like.. whoa.. lol. sighs. still wish the bus wasn't all packed up when we reached tt second bus stop tho. quite farnie lah.. dell. syim, ras and rach were like cher... and i was like.. yeah i noe!!!!.. argh. oh wells.
got to macRitchie and all that. race started. turned out the route i've been practising w dad.. kinda missed one bit. i forgot the starting line. bugger. so tt took like 2mins. sighs.. it was awful. i was lke numbing up.. and i got overly-distressed. i knew j1s and j2s were running together.. but as a personal thing.. i dont like seeing too many pple ahead of me. itz awful for morale.. and it jus made me distressed. all in all.. i think i pushed myself too hard. got too distressed.. and yeah. so many times when i wanted to walk.. but told myself i mustn't. then when i hit the expressway bit.. i thot i wans't gonna b able to make it. seriously.. i felt like giving up.. but then i wanted to kill myself.. cos i didn't practise w dad four times and all to give up upon almost reaching there. so pushed on. and then when i was rounding the bend approaching the finishing line.. i cldn't even sprint properly. felt almost sure i wasn't going to get a no. already. but i did. and it surprised me. i got no. 18. apparently.. they extended the prize giving to the top 20. but i was seriously tired lah. i laid down on the road awhile. felt realli whoosy. and nobody came for awhile.. i guess it took them awhile to notice me.. since they were busy keeping time for others coming in. aniwae.. aft tt got helped to the shade and laid there w sme water smeone offered.
and tt's when it began. i err.. wanted to go to the finishing line to cheer and see pple pass. but err.. i sorta began to hyperventilate. and well.. i worried a lot of pple i realli shldn't haf. im realli sorrie now.. for all the pple who were realli concerned. for the pple i leaned on and who helped me. and mr t and mr glascow. and those who helped carried me to the grass. im heavy!!.. hope u didn't break ur backs doing it. and for the poor paramedics guy i hit so hard. and for all the pple's hps i borrowed and shouted no.s to call at.
i wonder if mr t's gonna kill me for wad i said. haha. was lying down on the grass.. and he was like.. who am i?.. and i went.. mr tamilselvan.. the guy who can't teach lit properly cos he just makes jokes. and insults everyone. i hope he wasn't too offended. haha.. and i still rmbr wad i said after that. wad's ur no.? no. 9 arh bad no. and i was like.. no... itz a great no. cos 2t09 is the best class.. next to 2t02. cos they tie. haha.. i meant it u noe. :]
dad came. and i got my prize [looking like shit.. since i had been lying in the grass] hah. oh wells. no class medal.. but itz alrite. i made it again. another trophy.. which is wad i had realli wanted. then i began a lot of msging.. to thnk pple for all the concern and apologise for making them worry so much. came back home w a very very bad headache. so i had sme pringles chips. salt has always been my aide for headaches. and i think i rmbr mr t saying tt i'd lost a lot of salt. so i kinda figured it'd b alright. then i went to bathe. and i started feeling awful. threw up. and errm yeah..
cldn't eat dinner.. cos i kept feeling like throwing up. turns out the pringles and cherryade was a pretty bad idea after all. took medicine and tried to slp. but the headache lah. dad came home and gave me a rub-down.. was aching all over. he says it happens when u hyperventilate. so i cldn't eat dinner and i kept trying to throw up.. cos my stomach felt bad. smehow.. i eventually got to slp. woke up at 9am this morning.
stomach still feels.. but more or less alright lah. i got up.. brushed my teeth. washed my face and then ate chicken noodle soup. im damn hungry now lah. food's still down.. im determined not to throw up again. aniwae.. i dont think i'll need to. watched sme tv.. and erm i dont noe. i'll see how it goes. guess i'll try to do sme work. esp glascow's lit poem thing. urgh.
im fine now. realli.
i kinda wonder if 'anyone' noticed me getting tt trphy. haha. i'll find out tmr aniwae. :) yes.. im pretty sure i'll b in sch tmr. [i hate missing sch]..
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