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oh, and thanks guy, but i will be ok.
ok, we lost.
eh, ok, im kinda sorry about whatever i posted about other schools. moment of impulse. so pls guys, chill abit, im sorry k?
56 min left, after 2mrw, its 28 minutes. sigh... its going to end, its going to end, dunno whether im supposed to be happy or sad.
as from today, my blog shall undergo a serious revamp to edit unreadable stuffs cause of certain reasons =(
56 min of game time left… and that will be the end of this season.
I dunno whether to be happy or sad =|
garr pls dont get angry over my posts: to-whoever-who-reads-this ok? they were just passing comments, and no, i wasnt insulting any individuals. oh, and i kinda apologize for any offence taken then =|
woo i think im either confident, brave or really stupid. with a looming maths test coming up in nine and half hour, i am blogging, i trained, i slept, and im left with 20 plus pages of chapter 5 to go through. crap. and i have a match 2mrw. sigh.. but we do notice: life goes on. ok maybe not, maybe my life is ending this friday on parents day =|
haha i feel so high today. but just thinking of finals leaves me damn sianed.
haha, SECOND BLOOD, another day another win. we won acjc ARRRGGGH (a primal cry of happiness). god u have nooooo idea how bloody nervous it was today, i woke up like twice in the night, thinking of the match. i have dreams of passing/shooting that will jerk me awake as i flick my wrist. grrr... and during lessons i was just freaking not paying attention, just staring a hole through my paper and doing nothing sigh. then during lunch time and bus ride i was just a super nervous wreck la. haha but the match was a totall different story.
FIRSTBLOOD! haha... win acsi, 15-4 2mrw is acjc. ahhh so fucking scared. theres so much that we can improve today, or rather I can improve on today. 15-4, dammmit la could have been 20-2 or something. and lame, 6 goals is notthing, it could have been 7 or 8 if i wasnt such a fishmonger la (selfish get it?). sigh. acjc. acjc. acjc. everyone says we can win, we should win, we must win. all the more its so bloody hard. so bloody pressurising. sigh.. and then theres SUPPORTERS 2MRW WTF. like theres not enough problems without them. sigh.
holy shit.. this is freaking irritating, i cant blog properly cause my father is bloody stupid. leaving 3 of his dumb as programs on, PLUS his internet explorer PLUs norton antivirus scan. zzz, and typing like more than 5 letter at one time will cause my firefox to bloody not respond. zzz so im typing on notepad now and i have to copy and paste it on to blogger.
2 days.
4 days to the beginning.
haha im really liking 08S60, i know i sound like an asshole cause this is like my third month here =) but yup, better late than never.
6 days. its almost here.
urgh, forgot to add, STOP LAUGHING AT MY HAIR AND STOP TOUCHING MY HAIR WITHOUT INFORMING ME BEFORE HAND
its just 7 days.
whoa, really starting to feel the heat of the competition coming... just shaving our hair reminds us of how badly we want to win this and claim whats ours. urgh, sacrificing our countless minutes spent in front of the mirror (since we do not even want to see the mirror now). i realize theres nothing i will not sacrifice to win this competition anymore, grrr, whats 3 months of studies compared to 5 years of hardwork, and if u count 5 years for 6 j1s and 6 years for 9 j2s, that... 84 years of hard work, omg, longer than one may even live. its nothing but polo from now on, and to show that i mean it, im going to stop posting those little post-its and the end of my blog that kwanki soooooo loves to comment on. thats it, nothing but polo, not even her. haha... i mean it, im going to like replay scenes after scenes after scenes in my head everyday as long as im free, i think i must have done like 100 replays of cross shots since friday, SERIOUSLY. polo fever. polo crazy. after cross shots, its going to be individual drives and then maybe 5m take foul shots. woohoo, but i can always repeat more if i feel like. for the past few weeks, i almost thought i lost that feeling, that drive to win, haha.. found it back today after shaving, inspirational shave man. i can feel it flowing back into my veins, phew lucky its not gone, now, no more mental barriers, its just pure training. cmon, bring on the most gruelling trainings ever. we will take it, survive it, then own the fuck out of them. haha, yea, although i know not everyone in the team feels the same but im glad i can seriously see it in alot of the team, the drive to win. lets end this season on the high, wait, correction, lets end this season on the highest. the highest of the podium that is.
haha im feeling alot better now, today morning i just had a crap feeling day. grr. dunno how to describe but yea, u know those days that u wake up and not knowing what to do or what to think of. haha. well its over now.
hmm i have noooo idea what to say about todays training. haha i guess today wasnt such a bad day for training after all. my cross shots were pretty ok la, but knncccb i miss that ONE freaking shot that demoralised me for the whole training haha. it was a one on zero shot with nigel sigh. i know this isnt the time to start thinking about all this, but i really question myself whether im good enough to take up the pressure of the competition, i have a million questions. am i good enough? will i dare to do the right thing? will i dodge my responsibility? will i live up to the pressure? some times, confidence isnt the only thing u need in a match, my fluctuating performance is just like _|_ grr.. i dont know anymore, its just TEN freaking days to the competitions openning match and yet im dogged by such retarded questions. i really really want to concentrate on the matches themselves, i really want to give my best, i really want to perform. sigh... i really want to play on the final day, for its going to be the first time i play in a finals, believe it or not. its only when u play in front of your very own supporters waving your very own school flag, playing the game u love so much, and playing opponents u respect so much that u really know what it is to live a life. its a one in the lifetime experience that i dont want to miss sigh. but i dont want to disappoint either, i dont want to go up there and lose it, i want to win i want to win i want to win. these trainings had brought me to the threshold of fatigue already, im numb to physical pain by now, i can take whatever that comes, but i cannot take it if we lose this freaking competition due to some lame shit reason.
wooo, so far this is like the first day of holidays that i actually woke up late. but alas, it is my duty to report on the unhappy training events of yesterday. sigh... once again, i managed to grasp the full meaning of "u had a bad day". since the start of shooting practice, i sensed something was going to go really wrong today, and indeed. i scored like 2 or 3 out of my 15 or so shots during practice what the fuck. and i want to score more goals in a match, i want to make up half of the team's scoreline (well, thats my eventual goal). GRRR GOT TO BUCK UP, guess ian was right about that morale thing, cause still suffering from the truama of post match shooting, i went to the match hitting the post like 6 or 7 times? motherfishinghell... ARGH, and u know something? COMPETITION IS IN TEN FREAKING DAYS TIME, TEN, keep repeating this number to yourself and u will realize how near it is. its friday, which means its going to be next next monday. omg... noticed how time flies, it felt just like yesterday when i just started my 50 days countdown, now its down to the last 20% already. haha, this is going to be like the most most most important day of my life: april 8th 2008. but before that, i have 10 more days to alvin-ise my self, which means to be more like alvin. according to alvin, we have to close our eyes and visualize situations in a match, haha its good to note that i have imagined thousands of scenarios in a match alr, like damn long ago, haha and concentrating on it is actually damn tiring cause i can think until my palms sweat O.o ok lame info.
Day 3 report
sigh.. its my job to report on the first 2 days of the new OBA, Outward bound Alvin.
haha its good for it to be a holiday =)) and my father is leaving today! woohoo good things come in pairs.
yay, yesterday wasnt such a bad day after all, feeling all alive when i play better standard polo then all the crap that i have been playing =) hmmm i would rate yesterdat a 6.5 or 7 for performance =| i dunno whether im supposed to feel happy about it though haha.. and i think our play is seriously improving already yay, screens are like much much more defined, not the random babble of bullshit we used to play, and yay, davins finally scoring something from 7m, and yes, our 6 on 5s are getting alot better i admit, compared to what coach used to teach us sigh... if we had alvin for another year, i think we would have been imba already lol. and oh ya, i think our defence is still quite screwed though cause we assume that out opponents will play exactly as we want them to.. crap la, when we play right fall rush, just freaking wait for them to finish driving before going for the usual thing la... zzz.. and its like there are stil at least half of the people not understanding it lor, lol, ian included. gotta work hard guys, 16 days left, 9 trainings left, thats all we've got. keep up the play and keep up the spirit!
oops, forgotten to say, F*** YOU MAS SELAMAT BIN KASTARI
sigh, training was imba tiring today sigh.. AS USUAL im sorry lol. and it was f***ing cold today. as usual. but despite all that, i could still win everyone in all the 31 groups of swimming we went hahaha. as usual. lol just joking. as usual. ok, this is lame. haha and practiced some new stuff today... shhhhhh, in case some ppl sees it haha, but i feel that my training performance is always damn shitty, and i only can pick up the performance level at serious matches sigh.. pls pls pls dont fluctuate!
hmmmmm training was crap today, today was possibly the COLDEST DAY i ever experienced since guangzhou already. wtf, since early morning, there was wind there was rain, then, there was training. wtf the pool was IMBA IMBA cold today. sigh i was shivering like mad, not the shiver shiver that u imagine, its the type of ur teeth clatter like hell type of shiver. its just crazy, the usual type of cold can just be warded away by closing ur eyes and taking one deep long breath, but today is GAY COLD, and lets not forget im dressed in nothing more than 2 flimsy pair of trunks covering only my private areas. sigh.. sick.
after nats, im just going to find a free day, do pullups till my arm breaks and then go swim 50 laps in a row. numb my existence in this world, before i must leave my watery terrain to face reality again.
haha i dont even know my priorities. its polo. polo. polo.
BATTLE MODE
haha as expected, no life and no creativity is going to start blogging about trainings and how long more to nats! aaah, if u are me and u realize how freaking freaking near it is, ur going to freak out. sigh.. training today is like wth.. i have no idea how to say la, yea guess there were improvements in techniques, but fuck, i got scolded like mad today, damn sian, back to basics back to basics BACK TO BASICS. fuck, i need to get my basics right, i need to calm down. sigh.. im rushing too much, and my shots are no longer sharp, sigh.. i bet the 2 blackies and the fatty keepers are all laughing at me, grrr, i have 3 weeks to get back to there, im going to peak ALL MY PERFORMANCE!, composure, shots, pass, swim, reaction, everything, just hope im in time. sigh.. today was just one of the days u feel so bloody fucking down that u seriously dont want to play anymore, but again, its a team thing, haha thanks for bringing me up again guys, i realize that i cant just go down like that cause im a part of the team, im going to hang on as hard as i can i swear. sigh and now every training, is just so tiring, we walk in u look at the water and u feel like being sick, but in the end we still swim our asses out, although some people slack all the way till alvin comes sigh... im sure that actually helps for ur performance. and wtf i got bloody hell lot of injuries today, i got one at my KNEE WTF? and we thought waterpolo was a above water game, ya, but shit, it was damn pain, i think it was a cut by a cap in the stuggle. sigh.. and it keeps bleeding effing hell. and i got 3 wolverine scratches on my back from sean and it reaches all the way into the trunks. assssssshole, damn long la. and i got 2 on my chest, one from my brothers fingers and another from his TOENAIL! wth, and whats the point of cutting ur nails in the first place?! hahaha im like a punching bag today, and i tank the alvins scolding sigh.. i swear im going to get better 2mrw, i swear swear swear. sigh since theres no longer god on my side now, we can only finish it with out own hands, fight claw strangle poke pull scratch slash or whatever, i dont care, just freaking get into the finals. then from there we can make our own history. ROAR, we are going to WIN THIS YEAR.
argh, its jsut this last 2 weeks, we can freaking sprint during training, cough, For ALL the sets! lets not destroy what we all hold dear, we are going to freaking own.
aaaaaaahhh. just went i thought polo was getting better, i had a imba imba imba bad day today, wtf, i missed 6 one on zeroes and made countless mispasses -.- double digit mistakes, im dead. seems that i only can play on real match days haha. i realize i only look good when my teammates hesitate to play due to coach pressure or whatever, but on sundays, its different casue my team which consists of all the old dudes just HACKCARE SHOOT AH. then i gg cause i keep swimming up and down like some ass. and i miss super super super super fuucked up shots today, damn damn sian, i think chingto is going to like fucking laugh at me. and WHAT THE FUCK i cant stand sean and prawn alr lor... they are damn fucked, whole day fan the flames of the baseless rumour that i like that ugly bitch. fuck them and pls, sean knows full well the truth. its getting damn over board alr la fuckers, its not even funny, im going to fukck wenyuan when he does that again. cause i cant fuck sean =((((((( this sux. gaaah, its monday 2mrw, prepare for hell, all over again, haha, its damn funny, every monday training we will swim till we break, then we think about tuesday, then we swim till we break, then we think of wonder wednesday, then we swim till we die, then we think of next wendesday ahaha, one loooong vicious cycle eh? monster mondays commming up. sigh, lets hope this pay off, haha brandon chong is in the rj team, time to size up that dude, lets see whos going to be super j1 this year, im going to pawn him ( davin u can go size up tom yet ).
yay, finally, found some meaning in polo again, FINALLY, i stop playing like shit, phew, relaly brought me some relief, in fairness, we were really quite good ytd, we only conceded 2 goals against the noob bboys, and yea, we pawned the old man team too. alvin, the left hand guy and KO, hmm, let me digress a bit, cause i think KO is a damn damn damn cool name, hes called kelvin ong. imagine felicia ong, FO, haha eff off. ok super random. back to the story, we scored lots of super nice goals ytd, and yes, keeping was really on form too. haha, but still, a combo of ko the guy and alvin is still freaking unstoppable, alvin is DAMN sick, and THE GUY (not any ordinary guy but THE GUY) is damn good too, and KO is just basically some imba combo player with either of them la. but we pawn, we won. yay, and of course, not forgetting nicholas' IMBA PROTON CANNON OF THE DAY, the last shot of the day, scored within 15 seconds of the 30 seconds available, nicholas unleashes a unstoppable shot that cut through the air, making a whistling sound as it hits true to its target. woohoo, over exaggeration, make it simple, nicholas made a SHARP shot, pun intended. haha it was damn funny when alvin mentioned it later on though. and we celebrated all the feb and march birthdays ytd! haha.. it was another freaking funny affair though, with clement making his retarded comments about playing outfield and doing under 1min, hmm seeing he dint mention the distance, we can only assume he hope to do under one minute for his 50m lol. crazy noob, i mean crazy FAT noob.