Thursday, March 19, 2009♥
Daily Feeds
Cadenced notes ricocheted euphoniously throughout the court; the sun was dithyrambic and fervent, leaving the corrugated floors blistering with calefaction. Beads of pespiration rolled down the sides of her tapered face, C was happy, for once. Kyra was sinuating in stoic silence under the luscious cool of the ageing saga tree, impatient under the torrid heat. She abhored the tennis balls that flew her way.
Riled, cantankerous and dour, she lashed out at the upteenth ball that landed contiguous to her, rearing her diamante head in vexation. She was incensed at the lack of urgency C was showing.
RIPPED FROM TAY WEESHAN'S BLOG .haha . see the difference between a sexondary 4's work and my work . which goes like :
tennis is fun .
yeah let's learn from tay weeshan she's a good example haha ICE CREAM CHEF RULES !
- YULING,
