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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

LOL. Im not scared of you, neither am I better than you. All men are born equal, i don't want to quarrel, I don't want to lose a friend.  It's just that you got conned by your supposed "best friend".  I tried to help you, you wouldn't listen and reprimanded for no apparent reason, I quit.

Moving on... Today we had the Bukit Panjang Government High School Exchange programme and it was the like the best day ever. Ever. We were rowing and suddenly the trainer asked us to stop halfway in the middle of the Kallang (Lake?) A nod from his head indicated that the fun had begun.  
6 minutes later, I was drenched, with water from what was supposed to be a "bailing water pail
" all over me, thrown by the instructor.  I plotted my revenge as I took Xian Da's water bottle.

"You still want to play is it?" The trainer smirked in between his splashing of water on me. I was miserably soaked. AAAAAAA.  Soon, I was a sight to behold. As he headed back, I emptied half the bottle on his back and laughed. 

The water apparently had not dried up when we reached the shore. My socks were wet and I totally hate wet socks. Aaa.. So after photo taking, I got a murderous glare from the instructor as he turned his water-socked head at me.

LOL.

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