i hate gregory
so lately i've been getting some complaints. constant nagging about how i don't ball at night anymore, how i'm no longer "a baller" because true ballers would want to play every day, etc etc etc.

you know, never mind the fact that i have a basketball PE class every monday and wednesday at 8 in the morning. you know, never mind the fact that i have to wake up early every morning. you know, never mind the fact that i am busy with homework.

i guess all the whining finally got to me.

it all started with this:

LeXlAnTiS (10:42:09 PM): ball?

i got past that one, but then this one popped up:

JogesroomiE (10:46:17 PM): gregory?

i know i know, who can resist the cute lovable face of jason "panda" wang, or at least, the pleasant sight of his aim box, but somehow i managed to.

and then i got bored. and when i get bored, i get hungry. and when i get hungry, i get something to eat. logical, ain't it?

so anyways i go down to jester pizza and buy me a steamin', pipin' hot grilled chicken pizza. mMmmMmMMMm. as i'm walking back to my room, i run into weili and lawrence. they are going to gregory.

HM, i thought to myself, is this a sign from God? WEILI going to GREGORY? i finally succumbed to the temptation.

after chowing down my pizza on the sidelines, i proceed to swap shoes with alex because i can't really run in my air force ones. you know, those kicks be juss fo chillin', ya know what i'm sayin'?

anyways, i'm playing, yada yada yada, and i go up for a block against berto, graze a piece of the ball, and then land on his foot. YAY.

sprained the same ankle as last year, but this time it's not as serious. and there it is. my punishment for going to gregory.

bah humbug =(