had rugby module today... extreme sian-ness. disappointed that i'm still not quite fit enough to contribute effectively to the game, annoyed that no matter how much i called for the ball, it never came. and this is playing against non-ruggers, mind you. where's my excuse? none. so much for trying to go down for ivp trainings. i suppose i'm never a real threat on the field; fast-twitch muscles for FUCK. start all nervous, run around like a dog, get damn tired then rest at the side. support? what's that? foreign concept to many, many people.
i'm an incompetent, fake rugger. chey.
ANYHOO.
briyani made me sad today booo stupid nie canteen that charges $2.50 for briyani when i only have $2! curses upon the ever-crowded atm, and silly me for always NOT having cash. pffft. but it's ok it gave me the excuse to traumatise some people and rant for nothing; i know it ruins my so-called image whenever i break out into such stupid behaviour, but it's ok. i'm harmless, in a scawee way, remember? tee hee. sho fun.
and after horrible rugby we went out for pizza at jp~! swee ching got drunk on fatigue (?), fazly was flirting with the waitress (her name is teresa i think?), roomie was grinning alot and shuwen is just rather quiet, but sweet in a way (i think). what a hypocrite i am; always complaining that people judge me based on how i look like (intimidating la, unapproachable la, scary la etc etc throw me all the negative adjectives i'm sure to have heard it being used to describe me at one point or other), and yet i do the same to others. mental note: everybody is essentially nice.
having ed psych 2 presentation tomorrow; good luck to anyone who dares to ask stupid questions during the Q & A session. you have been warned. *narrowed eyes*
