it's all in the head, no?

my neck is stuck again. no thanks to kevin who didn't want to play prop(i'm a lock dammit, even if i don't make a good one). thank goodness there was gabriel aka cheat code to take over during the remaining matches.

anyway, i really have learn to manage my time better mann. didn't do much today. spent most of it bumming around(as usual).

*note to self; i so have to finish ALL my homework tomorrow.

oh hell, what a week.

it's been training, catching up with overdue work, studying for SPA and tests for this whole entire week. i feel like i'm dying. and to make things worse, there's more to come next week.

monday - math test
tuesday - physics test
wednesday - chem SPA

if i do get past wednesday, i'm buying myself a tub of ben&jerry's ice cream.
CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH HERE I COME!

anyway, ranting and all aside, i think this today's training was great. not because i played well or anything of that sort. but it was because of the seniors that came back. it was pretty exciting to
play alongside with them. there was this huge and fast guy named gabriel whom they referred to as CHEAT CODE. then there was that number 9 with amazing leg power. and that guy super buff guy called jeremy.

but at the same time, i guess we kinda disappointed them and ourselves too. could have done better. as usual, yours truly screwed up big time again. y'know, sometimes i really wonder when i can actually get things done right.

i think wednesday was a lot better. felt i played better, perhaps because i was less tired. and maybe cos it was raining. on a random note, the weather's been making me really sleepy recently.

(insert sheepish smile)

so i usually fall asleep during lectures and if possible, tutorials. argh.
it's a vicious cycle all over again.

(insert random swear words)

bleah. and i so haven't finished writing all the notes for my orientation class.

(insert more random swear words)

*&^%

of happy orientations and moving on.

orientation's finally over, not that i didn't like it or anything. i just felt that it was pretty draining and all and i have to admit, it's difficult to be happy and high for three straight days.

LEO won the overall station games and war games.
everyone was high. screaming. jumping. cheering. singing.

so i guess for the ogls(that's us!) and the student council, it's "mission accomplished".
pretty suprised that the principal was so impressed by this year's orientation. especially when the council teachers said that the school owes a treat now. haha. Pavo was funny. they were like, "FULLERTON, FULLERTON!". haha.

in response to that, i'll say, "wait long long.".

maybe some thing's aren't meant to be
you try to kid yourself
thinking that there's still a possibility.
sometimes, some things don't always turn out the way you want them to be.

so just move along
and it's days and nights like these that are oh so long
so just pull the plug
and let all the water out.

and then we start all over again.

the real fun starts now.

orientation's resuming tomorrow!

(scream, scream. cheer, cheer. -insert some random noise.)

and it's so dumb. cos my class has to do physical conditioning at 8. and then it's off to the hall at 9! haha. so much for 1 hour worth of "lessons".


sometimes i really don't know why;
why we turned our backs to the people that could have mattered or mattered.
why we got so worked up over the small things
when they could do or could have done so much more.

what is done is done,
mistakes were made.
apologies, perhaps left unsaid.
but honestly, i still don't quite get it; why dwell so much on the past?

i don't know how Job did it.

my neck is jammed. like stuck. i hope it's just some stupid sprain and that it's got nothing to do with the scrums i did during the last training.

(i really am the king of complaints eh.)

orientation resumes on wednesday! can't wait to finish it up and get on with life. all the rehearsals. all the screaming. it should have been fun. but i don't why it's draining me.

on a random note, V day's coming soon. i doubt it will be more fun than last year's.

just one shot.

one try.

go low.

hit hard.

make it count, damn it.

hit or get hit.

your call.

all yours.