Saturday, January 14, 2006
♥ CCA openhouse

CCA openhouse. It feels like another normal day with training except the loud performance was gone during the training. (Very good indeed) But there were lots of people in the hall. And it gets pretty annoying asking people not to step into the courts.


We had to carry the chairs out the hall after the performance thinger, the same way we did when we arranged the chairs, except we didn't have the trolley. I thought I heard someone saying NPCC will come up to help, but I saw none. Table tennis helped here and there. And some fucked up gorilla had to strud around the hall in her Sintec professional jersey, while the rest of us is stucked in the Anderson brand cleaner-look-alike one.

If that's not the worst, the fucked up gorilla had to bring her racket along and play with us. She attempted playing with the B boys, obviously thinking too high of herself. Of course she got thrashed like anything when the boys weren't even smashing. So she resorted to playing with the C girls instead. PATHETIC.

And then when she finally realises we can in fact set up 3 courts instead of 2, I had to break the news to her that Track and Field has taken two of our poles to set up something at their booth in the canteen. AND GUESS WHAT? Fucked up gorilla had to ACT CUTE in front of me. IN FRONT OF ME. Is she stupid or what.

Gorilla: Eh actually can set up third court mah.
Me: Track and field took two poles.
Gorilla: -face of ATTEMPTED sulkiness, topped with the lower-lip-over-upper-lip-thing and pitiful eyes- Why they take our poles!
Me: -UTTER DISGUST- They need it for the booth. -tries ultra hard to keep hand from slapping across that face-
Gorilla: -still sulking- Harh.. -sad look with sorrowful eyes, -STILL POUTING-
Oh my god... Save me.

Towards the end of training...

-Gorilla standing beside Brenda, each with a bottle of 100plus-
Me: -walks over to Brenda- Eh, yours arh. I want to drink.
Brenda: No! I haven't drink yet.
Me: Haha. -turns and walks away-
Gorilla: MEIGUI!
(Oh my god... Did I just hear the horrendous voice mouth my name. My holy sacred name?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!)
Me: -turns-
Gorilla: -hand with 100plus outstretched- You want? You drink first.
Me: Don't want. -turns and walks away-

Did she actually thought I would stoop THAT low to drink ITS 100plus?! NO WAY. OVER MY DEAD BODY. OVER MY DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD BODY.

-pukes for the 21487389400th time today-

ENOUGH of the act friendly, act cute and act important. I hate gorillas. Period. I'm happy they're endangered. They're better off extinct anyway. That brings me to the other point. WHY AREN'T GORILLAS EXTINCT?!! Tell me, tell me, can you find someone more disgusting, more annoying, more frustrating creature other than gorillas?! No right? Then why isn't anybody taking any action? COME ON, HUNT GORILLAS! GO GO GO!

Thinking of it makes my blood boil. Aye. Whatever. I hope and pray and wish that IT is not going to follow us to tournaments. Please. Please. Please. No gorillas outside the court during tournaments. I might stop halfway not to drink water but to smash my racket at her. Otherwise, we'll all be losing because we'll all be aiming our smashes at her, which is, outside the court. Damn it. If only she's our opponent. If only she's in St Nichs. Then maybe we'll be able to lose 4-1 instead of 5-0 every year. HAHA.

Bye. (: