The Horror Bus! What jumps to your mind when one sees these words? For shin and I, it's bus no. 156. (disclaimer: "horror bus" was thought of by shin hui.) We both had certain experiences with certain 156 buses, though i'll admit hers were worse. I mean, if a group of 10 or so gangsters smelling of smoke and spewing vulgarities board the bus and sit right behing me, and start going "xiao jie! ni jiao shen me ming zi? ni ke yi gei wo men ni de dian hua hao ma?" about 5 times, i will seriously freak out. I would freak out even more if my judo senior goes, "excuse me, can you all please stop it?" in an attempt to rescue me, but the guys are like "we only want her name and number what... if you don't want to give then say so lar don't keep quiet!! we don't want yours anyway we only want hers! Why you jealous ah?? (referring to my senior)". And continue their "xiao jie" nonsense. Poor shin. She's so lucky she was with her seniors. And a weird guy who gets on the bus when one is standing at the door, and has long curly hair, can't keep still for a minute, isn't much better either. He kept turning his head left and right, up and down. Goodness knows what he was trying to do. And he craned his neck to dno do what. He scratched his neck/arm /wherever non-stop and his eyes rolled around. okay, maybe not rolled around, but shifted from place to place. Freaky. He did all this at the same time. Sheesh! I thought he was mad or sth. And he blocked the entrance. I had to get pass him to get off the bus. Sigh... I was really worried he was going to jump off the bus and follow me or sth. He kept glancing at me. Freakiness! 156 is the horror bus i tell you.
Yesterday's nationals were alright, though i had hoped to do better, based on time trial timings. Chloe and I got into semis. I got 22nd out of 24? Sure... 70.69. Yeah, it's kinda bad. The worst thing is that it's my PB. I'm not improving the way the others are. Why? Ruixin can do a 72 in nat juniors (i did 71), and a 68.05 during the time trials the other day. I don't expect much in the semis, i'm just going to try my best? Hopefully, i'm inspired by this afternoon's assembly talk, where the woman did 22.96 for a 200m race. I don't really feel inspired to run the way she did though. Too many thoughts are running through my mind. I won't be able to catch them all. Today, the 4x100m, c div, did well. They got 5th. They might be capable of a slightly faster timing, but it doesn't change the fact that they did really well. The b div did fairly well for that too. I think sabby was tired though. She had 4x100 immediatly after her long jump. Not exactly ideal. She did really really well for her long jump. i think. Enough about nats for now. I'm sick and tired of nats. Probably because i'm kind of worried about it. Lane 8??? Like hello? Ah who cares. Just go try my best. I'm kindof afraid that 70.69 is my limit. In which case i'd disappoint abby. Abby's very very very nice. Sigh. Nvm.
Hello Mum. Thank you. I've cooled down alr, so perhaps i can give a less biased account of what happened. I just get home (as in, reach the gate), and my mum's car suddenly drives by and opens the gate. I'm like... oh crap. I'm in for it now. Lalala. I didn't just reach home. Nope! I did't tell you it should end by 4 plus 5. I didn't reach home at 6.50. I'm not home later than normal. So anyway, my mum scolds me for spending so much time out and not coming home to do my homework. "why don't you go and be a professional athlete?" Riiight mum. Anyway, my mum was in a bad mood. And she found a pair of socks on the floor downstairs. "joanna! you come home, take off your socks and throw it on the floor is it! I spank you then you know!" My sister: That's my socks! My mum: Oh. Okay. Thanks mum! No sorry joanna, no "grace, why did you throw your socks on the floor?" The only way i can see that thats my fault is because i didn't pick them up. but i didn't even walk pass them, or see them, or i probably would have. That isn't all. I get yelled at for an untidy shelf. Where's the untidy shelf? In OUR room. My sister's and mine. But oh guess what? I wonder whose fault it is for the untidy shelf. Oh, what a surprise! It's my fault again!! I'm the youngest, yet i have the responsibilty of packing up after myself and my sis. And my mum has the highest expectations of me. Nowadays, she compares me to MY YOUNGER SELF! "Last time, when you were young, you didn't ... you weren't like... you were very neat! I was also always very neat. I don't know where you picked your untidiness up from! Certainly not from me! I was neer like that." So now she compares me with my younger self and tells me how wonderful i WAS. How is it that when i was oyung, all she did was scold me and compare me with other SUPERIOR people? Hmmm... I wonder... Anyway... I start to pack my shelfs. I spend 1.5 hrs trying to pack my room. Plenty of Grace Ng's primary 5 or 6 work lay there. Oh... my fault too. Of course, grace need not pack. Did i tell you what she was doing? Watching my dearest nicholas ng play some computer game all the while. Nothing against my sis. She's very sweet. But argh... she never has to do packing. I either have to help her, or my mum does it for her. Even if she had to, i would usually do it for her i guess, unless i really feel terribly annoyed/moody or whatever. Yeah, yeah. Everything is my fault.My mum is actually very very nice when she's nice. But very very unreasonable when she's not nice. Honestly, before this, i was perfectly happy. As in, earlier today. I feel closer than ever to the trackers again. I just love that feeling. RGS track team rocks! Anyway, I learnt something. After a terrible day usually comes a good day. Because in comparison to the previous day, it would be good. And if nothing bad ever happened, we wouldn't be able to appreciate the good things that come our way.
Question: Should i go for cell tmr or for track trng from 2-3 plus? Chloe would say church of course. Ruixin will say track. Joanna will say she really really doesn't know and needs to ask someone wise's advice. What do you think?
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