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Friday, May 29, 2009 ♥8:34 PM
Butterfly Craziness :D

Last day of th Semester
Everything was flowing smoothly :)
P.e was pure craziness over butterflies. haha!
I didnt bring th attire, forgotten uh, but still did P.e.
We played badminton.
Afiqah & Natasha VS V.bok & Liling & me.
Total clumsiness as usual.
At one point of a time, Afiqah "passed" th shuttlecock to me.
But I blindly ran across th spot where they were playing.
I have no idea on how to explain but you should have seen it. It was hilarious.
Even V.bok shouted my name to hit th shuttlecock.
However I was too engrossed to catch th beautiful butterfly that I didnt care to play! hahaha.
When we were about to leave th place, there was a pair of butterflies flying.
It was so close yet so far -.=
I touched th butterfly alr leh! Thn it flew away! Damn.
I think that butterflies are amusing.
Band.
It was fun yet tiring. Now I know how difficult to guide th juniors. Really gotta cooperate manxzcx. Darryl was transferred to TUBA seh! Myy God. & to add on to this misery, its super hot these few days. There are gna be some practices in June, twice a week.
Next, Imma try to catch a dragonfly.
Does it make any harm?
Ohh myy. Gotta get outta this dilemma. Urgh.
They snatched our song. Hmmmph.
Biatch.

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