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Tuesday, March 11, 2008


Against my instincts to stay home and sleep, I woke up 6.30am again to go for Blue House practice.

Met Alvin in school. Teck Loong and Jay were also there playing basketball. Alvin and tried again to wake Budi up. But unlike me (cheeky smile), he decided to continue sleeping.

Wanted to train properly today. Problem is, I had a very bad stomachache. I'm betting it's either because I didn't wash my hands cleanly during dinner last evening, or its because I still ate the chicken which dropped onto the floor.

Anyway, I ran a bit at first, which caused my stomach to grumble. Ran a bit more, stomach grumbled more. Wanted to drop the bomb in the toilet. But the filthy stadium toilets scared the shit back up my asshole. Literally.

Continued training, with difficulty. LOL, touching your toes with a bad stomach is hard you know. I had to walk behind everyone to do it, just in case I let one rip by accident. =P

I decided to leave earlier than expected. Haha.

God, besides the kangaroo legs, please also grant me the stomach strength of a fatass. Thank you~

monkeyatschul

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