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Archive for April, 2007

Halifax Countdown

Apr 30
Posted by: Posted by: Rei Clock 9:45 PM Filed Under: band, i have a life, music:band, sports

Rei~~Katty’s ability to recount her entire day on her blog amazes me. Seriously. I have memory problem I’m sure. I’m pretty sure nothing out of ordinary often happens on the day… and even if there was, I would be blogging away about it.

Halifax hours countdown has begun; since some people are counting days, I decided to count hours. As of 8:32PM on April 30th, there are 44 hours left until we leave. It’s going to be a very long ride, and I’ve packed loads of chocolates and candies =) I’ll be sure to see my dentist when I come back =S I asked a couple of friends whether or not they’re finished packing; one said she doesn’t plan to start until Tuesday =\ Hmmm… Well, I did my packing, and my suitcase is already full. I don’t plan on doing a lot of shopping in Halifax unless necessary. After all, since my parents are taking us on a very long vacation this summer, I plan to save up so I can shop till “I drop” in Singapore, and Indonesia, where everything is pirated and just outrageously cheap :blush:

We have this careers paper… “All about me” due tomorrow. I’m working on it now, but I can’t find any careers relating to my “intrapersonal” intelligence. I also have to do a collage for Friday, and since I’m going to be away on that day, I have to hand it soon :love: by Wednesday at the latest.

Since it was really nice and warm outside today, several lunch-table friends and myself went outside. They wanted to play football, and I absolutely refused point-blank to play. Caught the ball a couple of times because some idiots were just throwing it in people’s faces :grin: Then we went on talking about jeans and which stores we like best :love: Nothing exciting happened either. My life is so dull.

There’s a badminton tournament tomorrow, and I chose not to play. Why? 1) It’s a doubles tournament, 2) I don’t work well with a partner (Unless absolutely necessary), and 3) I missed too much school work. Of course 92% of the team are going; those who are left are actually the best players :wink: so tomorrow will be a very interesting day. Today, I came in late for the practice because we had a last-minute band practice. When I came in, the coach wasn’t there, but everyone was quick to inform me that I would be playing tomorrow. So I was like, “WHAT?!” No way. Absolutely no. As much as I wish to go just for the sake of it, I refused. I ended up watching everyone playing, and played by myself on one empty court. I was practicing my long and short server, and I discovered that I still can serve up to the doubles service line without it going too far back. Being in singles, we have a different line for service :yum: As I was watching three different games, my coached came up to talk to me. Apparently one of the girls (The one playing with Layla) is down with flu, and they need another girl to substitute. I was like “Oh man. You’re kidding? Layla?!” Oh my goodness. Then, he told me, if I’m playing tomorrow, another girl named Stephanie will be playing with Layla, not me, and I will be paired with Stephanie’s partner to play mixed doubles. I did play mixed before, but I dunno… It was a relief that I wasn’t going to play with Layla; that would be $35 (entry fee) wasted :dead:

I kept on telling my coach that I didn’t want to play at all, and he was like “Well, if you’re not playing, then Stephanie’s partner won’t play,” Dang! Blackmail. In the end he relented; I kept on saying about how I’m not comfortable playing, and I didn’t want to miss school (Yeah right…) and making up excuses, so he sent the other singles player (Who was eliminated within 2 hours in the last tournament) to play with Layla instead. Why does everything I do always relates to Layla. She’s a ghost. An evil spirit who will continue to haunt me, even on my deathbed.

I don’t know how I should be feeling: relieved, pity for the guy, pity for Layla, angry, sad that I don’t get to go… nawww… I think I’ll live. I’ve made sure they tell me everything that happened, and has given them permission to text message me every hour while I’m at school :poo:

There’s another interesting story, that will probably take up 3 paragraphs or so. There’s a girl in the team, I won’t use her name, but I will give her initial: N and I will refer her thus. She is a wannabe. She wants to be a Korean, Japanese, and Chinese (Which tells you she’s none of the above), and watching her desperately trying to fit in the “group” is more than just pathetic. So, anyways, she is more than just pain in the *** but she’s also obnoxious, pathetic, wannabe, loud (in a bad sense), desperate, and so on. We all avoid her, and she only hangs out with her grade 9 “friends”. After practice she came up to me, and asked me

“You’re not playing tomorrow are you?”

“No,”

“Can I borrow your racket?”

“…No.”

I was absolutely stunned when she asked. Who does she think she is? Even if one of my friends asked, I won’t necessarily lend my racket to them. What makes her think I’ll give it to her? Hello?! My Yonex costs about $300 more than your cheap $15 Wilson racket. The nerve to ask. If she needs one, why not ask one of her “Asian friends”? Honestly, I was about to slap her squarely on the face :arrggh:

WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS?!

Aarrrrrggghhhhhhh!

That really ticks me off. Anyways, that’s the story of the day :yes:

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