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Friday, March 23, 2007

Tomorrow is the last lap of our race. Let us do our very best and let the audience stare at our musical drills in awe! I will do my very best too and conceal the pain that I feel. (Will the judges notice that I am injured and give me pity marks? I hope they do! Kakaka.)

Music has this special effect on me, I realise. Although the pain from my wounds was intense, the music sort of acts like a painkiller and my wounds do not feel as painful.

I think the NPCC officers are so funny arh. They were like, "Omgosh! Ouch!" when they saw my wounds and I was still marching on the spot (Hentak).

Went to see the doctor after drills and omgosh, the doctor is such a rough woman! I think she is half of Staff Wang. Lol. She was so rough when she cleaned my wound for me and applied some funny cream on my wounds. It was super pain! I really wonder if she is even a woman.

Anyway, I am going to end my entry here. Take care fellow people!
And GB girls, JIA YOU JIA YOU JIA YOU!

9:06 PM
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