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I'd like to write a poem or prose so nice
The ones that ooze with good advice
The types full of wisdom and truth
The ones that can calm and soothe

Or maybe a verse full of wit
That'll make readers go "That's neat!"
But all I can come up with is this lousy thing
About the things I keep wishing

I should come to terms with it
I really can't write for shit
DAMMIT!

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v Thursday, May 20, 2004 v

Am very pleased that I managed Gold for NAPFA.
Successfully completed the last one for the rest of my life.



Sit ups-36/A/5
SBJ-183 cm/B/4
IPU-7/C/3
Shuttle Run-10.7 s/A/5
Sit&Reach-51 cm/A/5
2.4 km run-14.46 min/B/4

Total: GOLD (26 points!)



Damn it feels good!
I hope it's all correct, maybe i saw it wrongly or something

But helped Yanti with 2.4 running on Thurs. Loads of ppl asked why and urm, yeah I didn't specifically volunteer I got a GOLD just not to embarrass her but yeah I had a bad run that day, wrong breathing, ate too much and ended up behind her.

And I was abit pissed that Amal might think I failed 2.4 and was lousier than her.

Well, sorry but I'm competitive, calculative and defensive in such things, but I think I deserve the GOLD because I did work for it so yeah. It's one of my best scores and I'm proud of it, so what. I just did shut up for a friend and it sucks that other people are so presumptious about me.

oh FUCK OFF.

~wYLdeFiLLy~ 7:15 pm [+]
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