1/25/2007 04:17:00 PM | Thursday, January 25, 2007
I am in the competition.
Finally. Yesterday during wushu, coach suddenly inform us that she would be testing those in the international routines. I am shocked at first, but after listening to the music played by the dance for the BGM.
DA FEELING WAS THERE.
Then I ZHAO GENG. Never tuck in shirt, then my white underwear could be seen. But heng I didn't wear my boxers that day.
'When you jump, I'd thought I saw something white flying.' 'WTH!'
The test also never tuck in. Let so many people see. White = pure. I am pure. If I wore red, wouldn't that be great? Red = Hot and sexy. Don't you think so?
I didn't do pretty well for the test since I screwed up some jumps. But I'm in the competition, which is good news for me.
Last year, what I did for the team was filing of the damn cudgel. While the others were busy training, I am at the back of the hall, doing some D n T work.
Then today during chinese lesson, LIN LAO TAI remembered that the '9's have to do something. I thought that she would forget, now I have to recite a chinese poem without looking at it.
And I got to hand in my maths homework tomorrow, 1 revision exercise, thousands of questions.