the mere mention of 'PFT' makes me want to laugh now. i always thought PFT was a common abbrieviation for Physical Fitness Test as it was widespread in rgs, and we called it PFT more often than NAPFA. but oh nooo i was so wrong. haha. just to recall the little PFT saga.

about a week ago, brian koh and i met each other while walking to j8. and we were talking abt exercising then i mentioned next week we have PFT so i was going to run (on that day).

brian: "what's PFT?"
"napfa lah"
"then say napfa lah! why got special code name so act cool...!"

and so i told him he was probably the only noob who didnt know what PFT stood for. he claimed otherwise.

"i bet the girls walking behind us also dono!"
"ask them..i bet they know!"
so he did.
and to my horror..they didnt!!! how cann! rg girls leh ): disappointing.

on the subsequent day of the briankohpftincident, i was just telling xueting that her classmate didnt know what pft meant. LOL. and so we decided to take a random survey by asking guys if they knew what pft was.

timo: "huhhh?!!" *thinks for a moment* "oh physical fitness test is it!"
wangting: "P-F-T? you mean pfffffft (he made this sound) ?"
LOL wangting the best.

anyhow apart from the rather long sidetrek..today marks the last pft/napfa in my life! YAYE! no more distasteful ipulls! no more boring 6 rounds around the track. still remotely sad that i never got a chance to get a perfect 30 score though.blame the ipulls :(

we played contact rugby for training today. the field was extremely WET/muddy/squishy, especially at certain areas due to the intermitten rain these few days. i think the weather's been really strange lately..with heavy rain followed by scorching heat from the sun o.O

it was quite fun(: im beginning to like contact rugby more..though touch is still my favourite anytime probably. was rather reluctant to tackle anyone today since i conveniently forgot to bring any change of clothes/socks/underwear. and tania and i went home happily without changing :D i sat next to some ahpek on the second bus and something tells me that he was tortured by my muddy aroma during the 5 minute ride home.

alright off to do other things!