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Thursday, June 15, 2006


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Hey guys. I know I haven't blogged since the 12th. Sorry about that. Well anyway here's a summary of what happened over the length of my absence.

Tuesday June 11 2006
The day before the physical test which was to include 5 stations, namely
1.Spider run (5 ball drill)
2.Push-ups (max. in 60 secs)
3.Sit-ups (max. in 60 secs)
4.Beep test
5.2.4km run
& just to let you know, all the "A" standards were way above average. In other words, this physical test makes the NAPFA test look like nothing - piece of cake man.
The highest number of points attainable from each station was 5. With 5 points for "A", 4 points for "B", 3 points for "C" & so on and so forth.
So I basically spent the whole day worrying & skipped my daily dose of World Cup action & retired to bed early. How disciplined. (:

Wednesday June 12 2006
Guess what. My score for the physical test was ... was ... 15/25! HAHA. 60% in other words. Which is 10% short of the passing grade (70%). That was horrible. Well anyway after the physical test a bunch of us (Warren, Kelvin, Julian, Feng, Justin, Christopher, Marcus & myself) headed to KFC to restock on burnt calories and fats. Is there any better way of doing that then munching down some "Finger lickin' good" FATTY OESTROGEN-INJECTED chicken? Christopher, Marcus, Justin & I then rushed to Lido to catch Cars ( the only nice show available on the day). Our "experience" there was pretty interesting, and not to mention adrenaline-pumping. Heh.
We hung around munching on popcorn waiting for the 8.45pm show only to realise that the lady at the box-office gave us the wrong tickets. So we got our tickets after rushing like crazy. And managed to make it in time for the show.
No one was spared from the casualties from the pre-show mad rush. No one!
In Justin's case :














He managed to bump into this corner.

In Marcus' case:

He managed to get into a craze of offering random people popcorn. From the security guards to the guy collecting our tickets. Maybe he was too embbarrassed by the security guard asking him why there was so much popcorn on the floor (because he was throwing them at Justin, Christopher & myself while shouting gleefully "I PUNISH YOU! AHAHAHA!").

In Christopher's case:

He got pelted by popcorn by Marcus.

In my case:

DITTO.

Anyway some of my friends told me that "Cars" was really lousy and a total waste of money. But it's not like I had a choice. The movie wasn't THAT bad in fact. At least it was better than "Over the Hedge" because it actually had a PLOT. Although some parts were really too lame. I mean come on man give me a break, how can you name someone "The King". Throughout the whole movie everyone was addressing that character as "Mister The King" and his wife as "Missus The King". Omg.

Random Picture of the Day:

I thought that it was only fair that I put a picture of myself here since everyone was complaining about why their pictures were on my blog. Well here it is.












Me dodging the camera & showing Dominic the camera
case.

Oh yes, and there's nothing worth blogging about for today. Adios.




| patty fought for sanity @ 11:58 PM|

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