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zebra plasters
Friday, February 15, 2008 at 9:28 PM

problem statement
went for ninjutsu on saturday morning and guess what?

zebra plaster # 1
dharshan n some other fella were sparring on the tarmack, n they land on me n some part of dharshan's body (i think it was his head) scraped my finger against the road, skin peels off etc. yeowch. i walk around to find a toilet or something to wash it. should've put on my slippers cos walking on the tar is prickly.

zebra plaster # 2
now my turn to spar, n everything is okay, normal. then when i walk around a bit ppl r like "omg ur toe" n i realized it's bleeding n it looked pretty bad but was just a tear in the skin. finger hurt more, honestly.

conclusion
lianne is a disaster area. thanks jennis for zebra plasters. n bye piggy, will miss u.

pete have fun at camp. <3

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