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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

i detest day2/7s. in other words, i detest tuesdays. so im way glad that its over. phew.
i know who my angel is:D hahahahhahah i love my angel AND ward theyre such sweeties!
so today was like, a really annoying day. trng was so so i guess. my ankle's getting better and mr lim bandaged it wayy tight again and i think he cut off my blood circulation. he was like 'THE TIGHTER THE BETTER! PULL!YANKYANK!'
okay, maybe i spiced it up a little :D but you get the idea.
yeaaaa,so basically i can do almost everything again, but i just cant run before roundoff/handspring ect cuz it goes all weird if i do. but i bet its more of a psychological problem more than anything though. then i didnt really dare to do the floor routine skip thing, cuz like that was what caused me to sprain my ankle. ):
eleanor's joining tramp ): ahhh you spastic person you. but thank goodness you're not EXTRAORDINARY like some people. wahh that one really pro.
yay rome feast tomorrow:D
i want to bake!! not bathe. cuz today slow was talking about baking in ovens and how she doesnt have one. then i was like, but i bathe in the microwave! i meant bake SLOW!.
dental tmr. my nurse just called me. haha my nurse so cute she called me to check if i was kidnapped/knocked down by a car/abducted by aliens/fell into a drain/ the last time cuz i was like , 15mins late. ahaha so i guess i better go on time tmr if not she'll call and pester me again.

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