apparently i accidentally saw a porn scene for the first time in my life on the show my mom and bro were watching. wtf. i hated it leh seriously. if they had known they shouldve told me when i went into the room.
walao when the scene came on i just covered my eyes and ran out.
seriously i dont see the point of porn movies. errr cant you just wait till youre married and consummate with your life partner.

ok i figured i should continue to blog cos i have quite a bit to say.

1.no field today walao mr khoo sprained his ankle.
ok get well soon. i didnt really dare to msg him something like" hi mr kho0, get well so0n y0!"
i mean like errrrrrrrrrrrr im not his good friend or anything right lol, just feels weird HAHA
anw. in the morning i went to buy mac breakfast.! something happened along the way and i realised that it doesnt matter at all if i am unfriendly or seemingly unapproachable person. all it matters is that i am a good person. i may not have the best of character but i am a good person.

2.the wet season is here yo!
and its seriously a DAMN good time to sleep anytime, anywhere. or rather its a damn good time to be in a comatose state. ok jkjkjk. holy shit man. today i had a hard time dragging my ass out of the bed,.

3. 4 sets of 2.4. holy mother.i somehow thought it was one training where i really concentrated on training and training alone. i was quite serious about todays training. dont know why. in between sets i kicked the ball to stay focussed and errrr train my accuracy. actually it was more of the latter than the former but yeah it ended up making me more into training lol. and walao yitong and leena are like monsters man. they run like... monsters. it was as tiring as a piece of shit trying to keep up. omg midzung and vanessa the other two monsters, yall better watch out. when yall come back, whoa ho. man its great to have monsters in the team. cos you know they will last the game. and frankly i highly doubt dont think cant last throughout the game , for now that is. i better gear up like hell. playing with the guys last week already made a piece of shat out of me. and we dont have much time left. and gawd, my skills! shat.
anw i saw singapore ok just now. i dont usually follow it but yep , happened to be having dinner so.
they featured the two rj gymnasts. and they asked them what their motto was.
they said something like, you have to put in super massive effort and sacrifice like a piece of shat if you want to achieve spectacular super human results. whoa. i added loads of words.anw they said something along that line. its bloody true.
i was kind of inspired.
yep, reminded me of my own motto.
its not always easy but if you work hard you will see the results of your efforts
(i even wanted to make their motto mine, but i figured everyones motto should be something close to their heart and rather personal i guess.)
i think im working hard, but i seriously doubt its even enough.ok lets face it, it not, and it will never be. but these holidays alright especially after mr sham took over, its the second time in my life i concentrated so much on something i love to do. unlike the first, i daresay that this time, i sacrificed a lot, willingly and readily(ok so its not called sacrifice)(i think a lot of people in other ccas also feel that way). in 2009 i wont be able to do that anymore, so im going to make the best out of 2008. how much can i improve in three weeks? yesterday during the 4b class outing liray casually asked about trainings. and says siao train so much for what. and yyc asks can win meh. and i snapped we dont train to win. though deep down i know we all want to win but theres more to winning. i dont bother explaining myself when they go on talking about how we dont even have enough to form a team. ok honestly it was quite heart wrenching.i get quite sensitive about this. i just told myself that nah, they dont understand, no one does. only we do. so why bother? why bother? sometimes i try not to think about next year and how things will turn out ok shant say anymore pessimistic stuff. im just goddamn glad i dont face the problem of having trouble dragging myself to training like what some of my friends are feeling right now.
whoa i really typed a lot man. i just really want to see the results of my efforts.(or how bout get the chance to see the results of my efforts)
ok it might be too early to say this but errrr
as quoted from niao's blog
'sometimes i just do things that i will remember for life and things that i may regret for life.'
this entire process of pursuing soemthing, reaching out for something that seems unreachable, and working hard to achieve a goal .whoa man, ill never forget this and the people with me man.

4.why do i sound like im writing a diary, ok LAME THIS IS AN ONLINE DIARY.

5.4b outing yesterday. was really happy to see norine and huimin. it feels the same like the good ol' times. ah, they are always trying to get me down to work. esp humin lol
thanks man! i ate 4 chawanmushis. my stomach nearly exploded. lol niangs too.

6.after training the guys were like super nice cos they asked us to join them for dinner.
so we did and we ate at sakae again, i nearly died.

HAHA i was joking. we didnt lol. cos uh, some of us gotta go home.but anyway they were damn nice. so we made a promise that when sihui gets back we will ask them to join us for dinner(for me its so sihui can do all the talking and i can gorge down all the yummy food and enjoy myself)
anw leena the monster's ball got caught between the pipes and we asked them to help us get it down, before that, when one of us suggested getting them to help i went like, errr theyre just 5cm taller than audrey lol. in the end aud tried and 5cm really made a difference...

field tmr with he-who-sprained-his-ankle!

(i figured i should get my mom to buy me a white or nude bra. since she strongly objects to sports bras. because i amazingly transform into a frigging sweat machine during trainings and wet my shirt like nobodys business. sian... why me. i dont see audreys or yitongs or leenas shirt getting soaked with sweat...... maybe i am the reincarnation of a river? ok lame)

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