Pinnacle+BBQ

Saturday:

Reached West Coast Park at 7+ in the morning. Ivan and I went to take our shirts and stuff. Started the race at 8+, and we started the race. 20 plus minutes into the race, we were asked to turn back and we then realised we all ran the wrong way. KANNINABEICHAOCHEEBYEHONGKANFUCKINGROTIPRATAGUAILAN.

We ran for 20 odd fucking minutes and now you tell us that we ran the wrong way and asked us to open our eyes and look around. Fuck you, you stuck the directions at such a fucked up place and expect us to use our eyes to look for it? We ain't no GPS douchebag, fuck you man. We restarted the race and we were off again. Fucking had no more stamina and those triatheletes and canoe polo people were like fucking bulls, running non-stop. The whole race was around 15km and i nearly died when Ivan and I finished the race. Let me show you some pics.

Told you I was fucking tired.

Sunday:

Went to cut my hair. AND NOW IS MOTHERFUCKINGROTIPRATACHEEBYE SHORT. I did not expect it to be so short. I told the hairdresser to cut 1 inch off and it became 2-3 inches. Fuck it. Next, BBQ at Eugene's house. Yiyong, Lam, Yuliang, Warren, Glenn, Yisen, Zhengyong all went to play at the playground. And then, Lam fell down on his head. And when he stood up, HE FUCKING FORGOT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPEN THESE FEW DAYS. WHAT THE FUCK. He forgot the day and the date, how he fell down, who came for the BBQ and things that we tell him, after 2 minutes, he forgot everything we said. And the most important, he fordot he had exam the next day, and it was him who reminded all of them that there was a test tomorrow. Now he's at the hospital. Hope that its just a temporary loss of memory.

School starts tomorrow, fucking bored.