Beads of sweat are dripping quickly down my face. In the past 10 minutes, I've been kicking a small ball (I don't know why I didn't just use a big one) towards the wall and diving (or sometimes just catching it) to try and prevent the ball from touching the sofa - basically the imaginary goal.
Later, me and my dad may be going to play some badminton. I am now listening to music. I'm now listening to some funny orchestras playing (because of what happens on stage, not because of their playing).
I'm gonna go now! Bye!
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