CIP.
It was alright. Although it was just go to Bras Basah Complex, carry things out of a storeroom, paint on each other's hands with glitter and glue, make boxes out of clay, draw random pictures with oil pastels and paint a whole table red. For 6 and a half hours.
At least I had a few good experiences. I now know how to changeover at mrt interchanges! Yay! Haha! I now mastered the arts of making a clay box from Carren, and gave it away to a small girl who asked me how to make a box. Then I taught her friends how to do one before retiring early today because I was bored with it. Hahaha!
Yes! 10 and a half hours of CIP done!
My leg still hurts slightly. From that awful fall off the beam. Never mind, at least I can still run! Yayayayayayayayaaaa~~~
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