POST 240.

So I've got my report card back, 5s and 6s. :/ I definitely have to apply for the scholarship next year. And no, I wasn't spared from the yelling. Sigh. So much for good grades.

Anyway, today was an awesome day with the exception of P.E lesson. The whole day from period 1 to 6, all the teachers had to go somewhere and so, no lessons :D Awesomeness. Pretty much slacked the whole day since the teachers were gone. P.E lesson was just, terrifying. Literally terrifying. 

In more depth. We had this new teacher since uh my disappeared already P.E teacher was on sick leave, according to him though I think different. Anyway, he told us to do these hand passes with the Australian Rules football ball. ( We were doing AFL. ) When I hit the ball to my friend, it was kind of like a volleyball serve but the ball was just awfully hard and oval in shape. When I whacked it, my hand was hurting like, insane. d: It really really hurt. But that was no where near the worst part of P.E lesson.

The worst part was when he split us up one at each end of the gym. Oh that was when I just began to absolutely hate, what we were doing. But still better than swimming. Anyway, that was when things started to get crazy. We were then told to kick, the ball from one end of the gym to the other end to the partner and the partner's supposed to catch it and kick it back. Oh god. When the whistle was blown, the first ball was kicked. It was really high and it was landing in my direction. Yep, I ran away from it alright. Even though it was nowhere near me, hey we can never predict where the OVAL shape balls would land. After that first ball, more and more balls started flying in the air each time and landing all over the gym with loud thuds. That was awful. Basically the whole P.E lesson, huge hard big AFL balls were flying all over the place in all sorts of directions. Homygod. I was panicking alright.

The whole lesson I was running away from the freaking hard AFL balls that were bouncing off walls, landing right in front of me, flying past me. And I have only 2 eyes so it's really hard to avoid all the freaking AFL balls. It was like bomb attacks literally only they were AFL balls. Some were just like an inch away from my head and when 2 came like over me bouncing off the wall which of course I didn't know, I was ducking. Lol it may sound funny but honestly, being in a small gym with walls everywhere and unpredictable balls flying over you or at you, it's not cool at all. Each time I avoided a ball, I'd take a huge breath and then another would come flying. Really I was waiting for the P.E teacher to blow his whistle and, he didn't.

One of my friends, Elizabeth was screaming in the gym avoiding all the balls and running behind people and things. Hilarious when I saw it but I was busy avoiding the balls myself. She was hiding in the P.E equipment room. LOL :D The way the guys kicked the AFL ball was absolutely horrifying. Full force and the ball was sent flying. I think I actually only caught my partner's ball once, by accident. Other than that the whole time I was running left and right, ducking. -.- If Christy was here, boy would she have a heart attack and probably be freaking out most of the time too.

Finally he blew his whistle and then, we were going to do an AFL game. Ooh d: There were 3 teams so when he asked who wanted to sit out, immediately without hesitation, dashed for the benches. A few others joined too, it were mostly girls. The game started and, boy was it rough. Well it can't be compared to the real AFL games in Australia of course but that game was rough enough. When a guy caught the ball, other guys would grab him and like just pile up on him while that guy would try to pass the ball or, hold on to it for dear life. D: LOL even when I was sitting on the benches, it looked terrifying. Thank god they didn't really do that to the girls. 

The game was interrupted halfway by this other P.E coach with his class and they decided to do this class battle thing with multi something games. It's like we're numbered and if he calls out the numbers, let's say odd, the odd numbers run to the middle and to the end to touch the walls first before getting the ball in the middle ( it might be soccer, AFL or noodle hockey LOL! ) and shoot it into our own goal. Oh boy. So I stood there number 20, praying with crossed fingers he doesn't call my number out but ultimately, he did. I remembered to touch the wall and I think, we were doing football. D: We were pretty messed up. :/ I was called again the second time to do AFL I think and I forgot to touch the wall. Egh. It was just horrible. But at least this time it's just A ball flying around, not like 5 at one go. 

And then P.E was finally over. THANK.GOD. D: I hate P.E class. After changing I went to collect my report card from advisory. 5s and 6s ;D My brother came home with surprises alright. 

Sports day tomorrow. Whoohoo Qing! What sucks big time though, I have to do the 100m, 200m. It'd be great if I don't run last. I'm not aiming for top 3, I just don't want to run last. Please oh please. I need a miracle to happen here. I also need to do a field event which is either the high jump or discus. Oh boy. According to Christy, the discus is like when your arms drop off. I suppose that means the thing is extremely heavy. Crap. But high jump, *shivers* It'd be horrible if I hit the pole instead of going over it. I can't jump anyway. :X I suppose I'm stuck with discus then.

Oh gah, it'd be a miraculous day tomorrow if I come home, not entirely embarrassed and in one piece with my arms still attached to my body. I HATE P.E AND SPORTS DAY. Ah but, I get to wear my green shirt and green nike shoes tomorrow :D But that's the only great part.