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I joined the volleyball team again. I had a little doubt at first. Well… because… I was still a little afraid of balls… and… I changed section. Meaning, my team would play against last team’s volleyball women’s champion. But then I realized it was alright. I soon realized that I improved. I mean, I didn’t have any practice at all in between last year’s sportsfest and this year’s. So I was happy, no, euphoric! And also, that I didn’t need to be on the “champion” team. I realized that I just need to give my best. No pressure to win, just play and enjoy the play while at it.

Then came October 6, the start of the sportsfest. I was late… as usual. But I figured I didn’t miss anything… just the shame of walking a two-kilometer-parade in the stretch of heavily trafficked road with a banner that says “Enrollment is now going on” on the bottom with font almost as big as the word “SPORTFEST”. Yeah, they forgot to put the second “s”. Man! The school administration would go that low with their money-making device. I mean, it was sportsfest! Could they rest their evil desire just for three days?! And what a shame! From the town plaza to the sportsfest venue, the parade passed other four schools. I’m sure they’re now thinking that the teachers and students in the school I’m attending are stupid bunch of egostistical misspell-ers that couldn’t spell the word sportsfest correctly and even paraded on a banner the misspelled word as if our lives depended on it, what with the “enrollment is now going on” thing!!!

Well anyways, when I arrived, they were singing the school hymn. No actually, there was only one singing because no one else knew the lyrics of the school hymn. Our hymn is actually nice. But I don’t know why the school doesn’t put an effort to teach us the hymn.

First competition was cheering. Basketball and volleyball were played in sequence, while badminton was played on the side. Then on the third day, when basketball, volleyball and badminton were done, was the competition for muse and escort.