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Monday, May 23, 2011
23/5/2011

习惯就好

Hi peeps!

Just came back from Starbucks studying. Alone. Okay, I am not really complaining since it wasn't really intentional. But somehow, it made me realised that, I am almost getting use to this.

Somehow, when needed, I dont really get the physical support. Not like someone to carry me or something, but like, someone to be there right beside me, to listen, to how everything that's really bothering me right now. It's true that there are people that I can always call or drop a message to for a chat, but somehow, not someone physically by my side. 

Sort of realised that today. I was so annoyed with Diversity and Evolution, yet beside me, there was no one to ask and no one to complain to. Yeah, somehow, it always happen. When your hopes are high, all the more things would not occur. No, I don't expect there to be someone 100% of the time. That would be asking too much. But half the time? Is that too much to ask for? I dont know. Maybe I didn't do the same, for those that asked the same of me. So used to it. Replacing someone with another. Ending up in a vicious cycle, of having to find replacements.

Things are better left untouched and un-thought of. So that the best would happen. No wonder my right eyelid was twitching all day. Omen? Superstition? Maybe. Either way, it didn't turn out great. 


The best part was, the reason I was alone, was because, I didn't execute at the biggest stage. So I suppose I have only myself to blame. If not, the least our team would be at, is the prize presentation. For 3rd/4th. At the very least.


Perhaps Kwang was right, we would look splendid on the court. But, those are just what ifs. And that, is the saddest two words, you can ever say. 


Come on, get over it already.


Oh great, the best part was the MJ (Guys) team won. I dont really know how their girls team play, but all I know is, the guys team are undeserving champs. Eating sour grapes? Maybe.


I kept re-watching and re-watching the clip of us playing MJ. Somehow, looking at the number of calls that were not made, all the dirty pushes and shoves given to us by them. It just made me come to the conclusion of, they are not true winners. No matter how many championships they win with that method, in many eyes, they wont be deserving. If you have to play dirty to win, then, might as well dont play. 


Whatever.


Somehow, my mood was lightened by the fact that I won't be alone. Then somehow, today, I ended up back to square one again.


不是应该习惯了吗? 为什么还会痛?

Yeah, tell me about it.

I'm still breathing;
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