The milk run. It was supposed to be a 4km run or something like that. I ended up cheating with my friends. We took a shortcut by taking the over head bridge across to the other side. The track was like, one loop. So, we just cheated and were FIRST in our class! Whoopy!

Paul two'hill was there. If that's how his name is spelt. He looked funny. There were too many mascots there. Such as Chicken Little, Darth Vader, Pirates' tentacle man, and the Star War's attack of the clones clone. There looked super funky. I wonder how it was like in those suits. The weather was scorching hot. I was practically fainting when I while I was waiting for my batch to run. Ahh suddenly feel so high. Well, after about 20mins, they went off.

I really want a Nitendo Wii. It's so expensive and well, I don't ever think I will get one. It is so cool la. Well, come to think of it, I don't really deserve anything that great. My results are like crap. Always doing badly. I'm so pathetic. But, I still desire to have it. I find it so freakin' awesome. It's like you wave here wave there, then press attack then whoa, good work out.

And now I'm really starting to treasure weekends. It's like some off-day thing. No work, no nothing. I just slack. I just love it. Too, I can sleep in and stuff like that. Sunday is the best. Saturday's full of tuition and stuff like that. Oh well. Then tuition homework piles and I'm getting boring.

Hi Fruit Salad.