I laid on the floor, unconscious after getting my teammate's "kicks of death". They rushed me to the clinic and gave me first aid. It took me two days to regain my strength. After that, I was healthy again. I resumed with my plan. I snuck out of the training camp and to the party. "I did it!", I said to myself as Nick and Dan welcomed me inside.There, I enjoyed myself. I ate, met some pretty girls, sang a few songs... you know, the usual. That was the happiest moment of my life... until the cops showed up.
They crashed through the party without permission and looked for me. "We're looking for a man named Robert Blake". The other guests all pointed me as if I did something wrong. The cops grabbed me and took me back to the training camp.
My punishment? They still let me represent my country for Tae Kwon Do. Bad news is, i'd get a LOT more "kicks of death"!!!
Plus 20 years of imprisonment... in the Philippines.
Well, I guess I deserve it...
I lied to the whole country just for a stupid party.
My only request is..."Send me back to my country!!!"
Saturday, January 17, 2009
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