from the train
to anderson's junior college
the journey was tough
especially with COURTSHOES:(

round and round the school we went
searching for an OPEN entrance
on our pathetic pair of
EVIL COURTSHOES:(

every step was a challenge
stumbling as we walked
up and down the staircase
wearing a pair of COURTSHOES:(

rubbing against the fragile skin
and soon it wears it off
resulting in a GIGANTIC blister
Evil courtshoes:(

Speaking in a debate
Awaiting the results
the pain seems to wear off
and it doesn't seem to hurt as much:)

It's ironic how we struggle walking alone
and yet jumping up and down with friends
the pain then seems to diminish
it's the curse of the evil courtshoes:)

Walking out of the room
with beaming smiles and incessant laughter
the pain doesn't seem to bother
the happiness compensates it:)

the toilet that turns on by itself
screams from lis & yk who got tricked
by dan & jaz! (yayyy we rock)
the 'haunted toilet'

the little encouragements/hugs
meant a great deal to me at least
But above all else
i give thanks to God:)

For a long time,
i never felt like this.
debate, after debate we lost in the past
perhaps this would mark the start again:)

the next hurdle
the next round
while that's gonna take some time,
let me recuperate, get back my voice and let the blisters heal.