feels great to win even if its a small competition

really no point whining about others being not good enough, change what you cant accept and accept what you cant change, i cant change this but i can make myself better to cover for whatever needs to be covererd

played a terrrible one, sinking to the opponents level, and taunting an opponent is just so.. fucking amateur, as much as im disgusted with the team's performance, im even more disappointed that at the end of the day, i  was doing the same thing: sinking to their level, just that as a better player, my level is still there. but i guess only till the day i could control myself, i cannot step up this level

Swim cramp uncramp cramp but I refuse to submit to the sets. Cramped right then left then shoulder sigh. On the bright side yesterday's play was oooook. Working on the shooting. But yesterday's dodgeball and sports fiesta was rather awesome!

I want to be the best so bad, and unlike the corny phrase from the Pokemon theme song, it's really difficult. What becomes of us who strive so hard to be the best when we don't get it eventually, I want all the sacrifices to be worth it. Everyone only knows the best, everybody knows ash ketchum and his awesome pokemons but what about the one million bug trainer, cool trainer and even the gym leaders? Are they mere stepping stones and milestones for ash to be recognized to be the best?

It seems awfully easy for you

Fooling myself for the moment but it's not like I don't know how things like that turn out in the end. It's always like that isn't it? Nows the part I hold on to denial. How much does one's dreams cost him anyway and how much more will it cost me?

Having feelings, things like that will really be the death of me

Then I realized it was me who couldn't accept this as what it was

just a little bit

Gawdddd this fucking flu and haze is killing me, I can't even tell if this shittiness comes from the lack of sleep this week

always remember when you step into the pool for training, you've left the world behind the swirling currents you are about to create. neither the past, present nor the future matters. its all about pushing the pain down to finish the next set at your best possible timing, convincing yourself that you wont be restricted by limits, planning the next move, predicting the direction of the goalkeeper, trying to get a 100% pass and shooting rate, swimming relentlessly in the game to achieve even the smallest edge over the opponents. only when u are half dead and all changed and showered (not in my case), then are you allowed to return to whatever tragedies, happiness or hectic schedule in your life. then until next time (possibly 21 hours later).

dont ever fear your opponents
dont ever fear the unfamiliar
dont ever fear dreaming big
dont ever fear

wrist shots, gotta harden up those wrists!

good gracious i should grow up shouldnt i

missed those jcdays =(((((