400m, 800m & 1500m

I don't know who decided to put me in these 3 events for sports day... thats 2700m added up!

I don't mind so much the 800m and 1500m, just hope it won't be on the same day. But 400m is a sprint... not exactly my cup of tea. I mean sure, stamina wise I can live through 800m and 1500m, but a 400m sprint will just kill me. No actually it won't kill me, I will only end up last.

Originally they wanted me to do 400m, 1500m and 1500m WALKING event. I nearly had to plead with them to pull my name out of that event, I have absolutely no idea how to walk! I mean yes, everyday walking sure, but competitive walking? In your nightmares... I just told the captain of yellow house, "Sure, if you really want me to I can join the 1.5km walk... but I'll be embarrassing you, myself and the entire yellow house." Hahaha!

But not been running lately... have to start soon. Or else I'll just end up dead... for the UDTA test I did the 1500m in 8 mins 41 secs... slow.. slow.. slow..

Exams are coming... drawing nearer... and I seem to be bored of my books already... 'Lord grant me strength'

I seem to be thinking more and more about badminton... every exam season it's the same... hahaha.

Today in training my coach had a sore throat.. being the idiot that I am I had to start laughing when she talked.. please lah, sore throat already talk less lah.. talk so much somemore in that croaky voice.. next thing, "Why are you laughing??" and she comes towards me. With the raised voice... HAHAHA the voice became even worse... hahahaha! I couldn't help it, she just refused to stop shouting in that voice and coming after me.. she was swinging her racquet and it terhit my hand when I was in the midst of my laughing fit... immediately she panicked and started talking even more, asking me how I was, where she hit etc etc etc. Of course I was too busy laughing and laughing to reply her.. all I managed to do was gasp, "STOP TALKING!" then she said, "Don't cry!" and "I don't want to stop talking/something along that line"Thats about the only sentences I can remember.. me crying because a racquet hit me? Hahaha only in your dreams. Anyway there was no pain, probably my laughter worked as an anaestatic because later when I looked at my hand it was actually red and there was some skin taken off. Just a very tiny bit, nothing much.

Next time when I've got a sore throat I know how to make others laugh.. just talk and talk and talk in that croaky voice without refusing to stop.

Oki.. it's pretty late.. I've got to drag this wretched body to school tomorrow... this year I'm really gonna kill myself, do or die to get perfect attendance in school. Hahaha. What I never managed to do for 15 years of my life is gonna change this year...


God bless
Joanne Lim
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