its been another week. a hell of a week. as always. lessons are driving me up the wall. but i dun really feel like talking about those shit times i have in that hell hole... well.. actually i do but i am sure i will get a tad too... hmmm... vocal and.. use strong words. so i shant tok about those stuff.

but what i really need to bitch about is PE. that FREAKING SHIT thing. i H.A.T.E it to the freaking CORE. oh my gosh... on MONDAY... which was.. 6 days ago... we all had special papers... for pe. yes. basically i am mentally prepared for whatever horrors that stupid teacher was gonna throw at us... but hell... after running here and there and i dunno WHERE... we ALL had to do.. PULL UPS. like.. WTH. coz u see.. terence is physically incapable of doing pull ups. not even ONE... BBBUUUUTTTT... that biatch made us do... 5 sets of 5. sounds very little when u first here it... but once ur mind does the freaking calculations... 5X5 = TWENTY FIVE. like.. WHAT. THE. HELL. is his freaking problem!!!!!!!!! my GOODNESS... so since i carn even do ONE... i OBVIOUSLY needed help. SERIOUS help. yes. so i did some with assistance.. and.. the total number i did.... was... fourteen. and then i went off liao. HECK his screwed up crap lesson. and he had to help me as well for the final 5 coz i was basically close to death. my arms are like some limp flabby things flapping around on their own accord.. BUT... the muscles feel so damned strained!!!!!!!! its feels like i'm gonna get cramps but not yet. it SUCKS. and i could hardly change lah... it almost killed me when i put my bag on the ledge in the cubicle..bloody shit. and marc felt the same way too.

anyway... i knew i was gonna be in deep shit for the next few days.. but NEVER did i expect it to last for FOUR days.... for FOUR freaking days my left arm was like permanently bent at the elbow... at some weird angle coz i simple cannot straighten it without feeling DAMN pain. it was SO screwed up. damn it. well.. the ONLY thing that is good about this is that i kep myself awake in econs by stretching my arm coz the freaking PAIN will jolt me awake... for heaven's sake my arm never felt so damn fragile in my life.... not even when i fractured it after flying off a bicycle.. haha... oh "sweet" memories. *rolls eyes* oh yes... PE is so full of shit.

so come friday.. i was feeling slightly better... not too good.. but we had PE first thing in the morning... ran the cursed lucky heights 2 rounds... the BLOODY slope was just PLAIN murder. its so damned freaking hell steep!!!!! HOW TO RUN... and then.. there is that downhill part which is supposedly better.. but half the time i was so freaking worried that my legs will just GIVE way coz they are so freaking exhausted.. and if that happens... we all know that terence will kill many people... just like an avalanche. hhahaha. hmmm... that may not necessarily be a bad thing either... considering the teachers are at the front... so if i come rolling down like some boulder... they may JUST get FLATTENED!!! i should try it some time... muahahah. hmmm... well.. but i better not get my hopes up... ahhhhhhhh.......... sweet thoughts that keep me sane.. *ok. that sounds so screwed up.* so AFTER running.. we all did situps... which was fine.. PUSHUPS which destroyed my arms... and the grand finale. 5 PULL UPS. yes. so i dragged myself to the stupid bars like as if it was some execution site.. and then... loitered around for a really long time while those STUPID people who can do pull ups went and made it look so damn easy... (screw them... they are so warped.) anyway... i got help again.. DUH. dun be dumb... and to put it in mrs lam's words.. bite the bullet and did 5. yes... after that.. i was so damn drained... and then i helped marc do as well.. and we all left... our arms ACHING worse than ever... URGH... i HATE pe...

and i have pe tomolo. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......... bloody hell.

i want someone to take my breath away.