Thursday, August 17, 2006
I love being in tk, cos of the mass dances!
We had our body combat trainers, whom I shall affectionately refer to as J and J, (Jerry and Janson) come and teach us our "dance". Mrs Kong calls them hunky, I call them beefy.
We began the routine with an extremely techno version of Shape of My Heart. EEE. Janson's moves are damn gay! Like, seriously! His gyrating and shaking and whatnot sent all of us into peals of laughter as we delievered undercuts and punches and hooks to our imaginary opponents. And Jerry's favourite phrase is "...FUNK IT UP!"
J and J + 37 crazy girls + weird combination of music =
LAUGHTER AND FUN!And now, for the unhappy stuff.
My lovely weekend has gone down the drain. I've scored a date with Mr History Textbook.
Miss Lee postponed the test to Monday, and I can't quite decide whether it's good or bad. I planned to play till I drop over the weekend. But on the other hand I'm grateful for the "extra time" to prepare for that damned SEQ.
Sheena's jogathon card's still missing. Guilt still hovers over me. There was 50bucks in her donation card, and I was the last one to hold it. My memory's muffled, I can't remember what happened clearly. As the day wore on, I began to rule out the possibilities that "maybe someone took it by mistake" and "it's somewhere in class". =(
I AM SLEEP DEPRIVED.
I think.I lubb euu worx!
i grabbed your attention;
