I know i should be in bed now, i know i shouldn't snack at night, especially when i have yet to recover fully. ROARS.

i have a match tmr at 11.20am and i have to report by 10am.

its pretty strange but i'm getting all excited.

i promise fattyliew another goal. *crosses fingers*

sixers so what, we just play hard, play our best, play for one another, play like we want to win it badly (we can), play with composure, play with trust and with zar-zar.

trust in chasing, trust in defence, trust in keeping, trust in attack, trust in shooting.

we all know what we have to do, just do.

I will catch every ball, pick up every loose ball, mark my man tight, do good paddle blocks, play aggresive, score one for you and one for my team.

don't stress la..

nothing to lose, all out.
azar-azar, fighting!
*hurhur*

you know the above, is like so not a post that i will post. but i did.

i never like to give myself pressure by telling myself that i must do this, this and that a day before the competition. i never like to give myself prep talk only until the last minute.

failure is not in me.

when results fall beyond expectations, i will feel so super terrible horrible and so down in the pits that whatever anyone say won't matter whoever crosses my path will suffer i just want to be left alone and this bad monsoon won't get over it till many days later.

lessons learnt the hard way in the past.

now, i just think nothing of races, matches, exams, presentations, whatever.

i was told before, "DON'T think so much, just DO."

ohmygawd, i feel like a kan-cheong spider now.

saturday night out with THE sweetthang. dinner at old marche was so super-sinful-filling. we both had rosti with smoked salmon, seafood baked rice, pile-as-many-as-you-can vege, grilled chicken, lamb chop and caramel banana waffle with hazelnut n almond ice cream. *smmaaaaccks lips* now everybody say, "orh, FATFAT!" ok, may i add that i didn't ate all the above and that i ate less than half of everything. BUT, its still ALOT. anyway, i'm quite sure i ate more than half of that lamb chop. *glares*

monster house was not bad. good for the humji people who dare not watch real monster-fied shows. *points to fattyliew* no wonder you suggested it. HAHA.

we will study next weekend. we'll make friends with the no-life nerdy geeky dorky boookworm kiasu PRCs and be like them. becasue, if we can't BEAT them, JOIN them. haha.

okay, i should get my sleep. 6hrsONLY.

buT... i am so not tired...

YOU SLEEP!