I HATE THE MUD AT KALLANG FIELD.
it pissed me off the whole day today everytime i had to walk through it to get somewhere.
it resulted in my nice green canvas pumps turning brown. rah
scoring was quite fun.
but doing 6 consecutive games is no joke.
in the end score until blur.
so sorry to eric for screwing up the last game abit and being so blur.
and im like thinking to myself: like as if he reads this.. -.-
at least the pay is good =D
thats the only thing im happy about.

sometimes i dont know what im doing in the youth squad.
like i feel so redundant.
whether its because of my horrendous performance in chiangmai or because of my size i dont know.
like im made to feel that i got no future in softball cause im so small size.
gets me highly irritated all the time.
so now the question is whether i wanna join the intermediate squad to help me catch up or stay in the youth and concentrate more on school side.
but joining intermediate means i train like everyday, inclusive of weekends.
and im not so sure if im able to do that yet.
thus as of now, i dont know what to think.
maybe now's a good time to use this word: huh

just to retrace back abit;
vera and i were talking yeaterday about one of the few common topics in which we both have things to say about = soccer guys.
i bet if diane reads this she'll be wanting to wring my neck, but please, hear me out.
after a long and highly interesting conversation, we have concluded that soccer guys make good-funny-lame-HAHA friends, but not good boyfriends.
reasoning being that even though some of them have girlfriends, they still continue flirting around quite a bit with other girls.
and although looking at it from the other-girl-he's-flirting-with point of view may seem flattering to the girl,
what happens if you look at it from the girlfriend point of view.
that is what we do not want.
and anyway i bet that there hardly will be any time to meet outside school in the first place.
so this argument shall stand until some soccer guy comes along to dispute it and convince me it is utter rubbish.


''when darkness turns to light, it ends tonight, it ends tonight.