Okayyyyyy. Muscles aches. I hate those. The painful and sore sensations are not exactly a person's best friends. Darn the games and 2.4km run. I am feeling the aftereffects now, badly. >___< I cringe whenever i walk or run. Ouch. I wanted to apply some cream but yay me, the cream was like lost in my house's deep first-aid drawer. (Yeah, we have many accident-prone members.) [: So I used Daddy's heating cream. I applied some onto my neck, its like sprained or something. AH! Its burning! -.- So i made myself suffer even more. ]:
My exam papers were almost all returned. Why dont I have the courage to tell my parents about the borderline passes? T.T I need strength. Horibble papers. Horrible marks. Horrible feelings. How can I tell them?
We did spring cleaning in the band stall! ;D Bloody dusty. Bloody dirty. At least I was assigned to wash the tubas. Which, isn't any better. Imagine turning tubas round and round, filled with water. And getting your feet and shoes soaked in water/condensation/saliva/algae etc. Ew.
Shun Qiang was so funny. I laughed till my sides ached. See? More aches. -.-
And Sin Guan was covered in dust! XD
Aches.
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