today

No wonder i'm tired already! today was such a hilarious, klutzy, let-go day.
During PE, i found that i have another sport that i simply cannot play: volleyball. Everytime i get my hands under the ball and hit it, it goes a mile high up and lands metres away form the court. Which will explain what happened to me while i was "setter" for our team. i saw the ball coming at me, and i knew i could hit it, so i whacked the ball, only to see it fly... behind me. so i yelped and ran backwards, hoping to slavage, and swung blindly at the ball comind down on me, only to have it fall directly onto my upturned face. I was momentarily stunned, but nothing unfreezes you better than the hootings of your fellow team mates, i assure you. it was so hilarious, i grin from ear to ear even as i recall it.
That's not the end! during lunch, we were busy learning how to fill water balloons with paint for our youth day stall. while we were still uncertain as to how to do it properly, a class mate of mine accidentally let go of a freshly filled paint-balloon, and red paint sprayed all over me and my classmate. thankfully, i saw the spout of paint justt a fraction of a second befor eit hit me, so i kinda hit my face. so i ended up with a scalp full of red paint. i ran out of the class room to the toilet, looking like a victim of some horrific car crash or something, with "blood" dripping out if my head and big realistic looking stains on my hongzi, not to mention my legs. thankfully, i had taken of my skirt, or i'd have really been dead. For some absurd reason, i wasn't pissed at all. IN fact, while scrubbing off the paint from my scalp and hair, i remember feeling vaguely gleeful. you know, the mad gigglish feeling that makes you want to laugh quietly to yourself? i mean, i'd probably be spending the ENTIRE cme period in the toilet, trying to wash off the red paint. that meant that i wouldn't have to a) present our non-existant poster b) get scolded for our non-existent poster. that wasn't very christianly, but i couldn't help it! i was tickled silly. NOw i'm not, because i have the faintest suspicion that the red and yellow paint can'tt come off my school shoes (the yellow comes from the second time i got sprayed) and i can not bear the embarrassment of walking around with garrishly coloured shoes. ah well, maybe i'll get new WHITE school shoes. i have realised that i am exhausted. And i have been exhausted. i THINK i am stressed, but my ego refuses to admit it. Cos i have like, terrible insomnia... i drift off into the place between consciousness and unconosciousness, and stay there for the next five hours till my alarm rings. Dear Lord, help me to sleep!