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the word on Friday, March 11, 2005 is:


today has been quite a tiring day!

confirming my theory that our teachers are in a conspiracy is against us- GP, PE and break collaborated to give our class a 3 hour break, on a day when we couldn't go to j8 because the break was too early and couldn't go later either because we had chem SPA. like how sick is that!
but, being the proactive people that we are, we were undeterred by this attempt to ruin our day. i never thought i'd EVER see the day when i'd go looking for a PE teacher and ASK for PE- me who devises elaborate plans to pon every lesson- and i'd never thought i'd be UPSET that PE was CANCELLED. what is the world coming too eh!

the clarification for that: if i am being made to run like a horse around the track by a PE teacher when what i really feel like is a good long nap, then i am doing so against my will, and restricting the freedom of my choice and will is the utmost violation of my human liberty. however, if i become aware of the fact that i am getting lazy and fat, decide to do something about it, and hence choose to run like a horse around the track, then it is no longer a violation of my freedom and thus perfectly acceptable. so you see, there -is- a logic behind the whole PE ponning issue.

anyway, the reason we were looking for the PE teachers was to borrow a ball so we could play captain's ball as a class. or a few of us in the class anyway. in the end we played 5 on 4: the girls plus gerald/joseph versus the guys. and we didn't get THAT badly thrashed too! go us! it kinda sucked playing with the guys though, because they play like monsters. like they play as if they're on some continuous 100m sprint, only it's not 100m and it's not a sprint. plus people like bobo are so cunning, it's like one moment there's no one around you, and then the next moment, this stick like extension of an arm appears in thin air and there's bobo, grabbing the ball before you even have time to whack him in the face, or anything violent like that. in fact at one point nic got so irritated with marc joe always intercepting her balls, that when he caught the ball, she jumped on top of him and just wouldn't let go! and mj was at a loss because obviously it's highly ungentlemanly to tackle a girl, so i think we got possession again after that. hahahaha. it's too bad we didn't have tung and her tunginator power, but all in, it was pretty fun.

oh, and i realised that sports fulfils very different purposes for girls and guys:

guys play sports highly competitively, and mostly spare little thought for the safety of their body parts or anybody else's, for that matter. guys strategize before they play, and operate in a very military-style, no-nonsense way, even if it's just a friendly match. and they sweat as if some inbuilt water bag has exploded and left them and their surroundings drenched with uric acid. after they play, they sit down and stare at each other for prolonged periods of time, making little or no verbal communication.

girls, on the other hand, play in a way that reflects how they interact socially, minus the bitchiness- aggression is usually more subtle, they try to include everybody when passing balls, and encourage each other even when someone's screwed up their game for them. they don't sweat like wild pigs. when someone falls down or gets injured, everybody stops and shows concern. and after they play, girls usually walk off quickly, drink water, and talk nonstop about who was the most violent or what was the funniest part. and, since they feel really good about doing all that exercise, they eat!

that, i suppose, is why girls hardly lose weight when they exercise. because after they exercise, they eat. and so the fat goes back on, and the exercise was a waste of time, as far as diets are concerned. a few of us are on a mission to help feifei aka spherica aka erotica pornstar lose weight, so we've gotten really good at this dirty trick of talking about how much oil and fats there are in whatever food she wants to buy, which usually results in her being so disgusted that she doesn't buy it. and, on the occasion that she does go ahead and buy the food, she usually shares it around to feel less guilty, and so, we win too!

oh, and the best part is that after i got back from school, my mom, who is now ALSO on this healthy lifestyle thing, asked me to go to the gym with her. and so i felt obliged to treadmill away with her, as such fulfilling my exercise quota for the rest of the week. tomorrow i will be allowed to sit on the couch and rot, as i inevitably will end up doing, since it's the FIRST DAY OF THE HOLIDAYS!!!!

yay!!