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Friday, February 1, 2008
#242

For those who are wondering what's up with handballs, I shall tell you what.

It's a small ball, and is played in similar style to the captains ball, except that you can bounce the ball 3 times before passing. It's useful in getting away from your opponents I must say.

And so, whilst we were playing with the handball yesterday, Vin and I got hit on our heads by the handball thrown by Weicheng. x.x He didn't do it purposely of course.

Else he'd suffer the wrath of Vin the scary D; (She can really scream, as in, really scream)

For more details, read Vin's bloggeh ;D



Vin said something today about donuts, and I STILL LOVE 'EM :D



Chinatown's got this cute uhh... whatever? (Below)






THE LAG, AND OHHH HOW AM I REMINDED OF THE FUCKING LAG IN 883.