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Saturday, May 10, 2008 ![]() Today's training was quite fun. Although it wasn't under the most ideal setting. This could probably be our last training together, if we don't manage to win NY. But I'm quite confident that if we play our best, we can pull this off. If we win, we'll have one more training left, with the J2s, for the entire year. It really saddens me. Why can't I graduate with you guys? Damn. Anyway, now isn't the time for emotional things. Today was fun in the sense that everyone was damn high, including the coach. He kept making us dive for every ball, and he, being the coach, led us by setting an example. He went around running for any balls that we didn't receive properly, and using his leg, he'll kick it back to us, or he'll start jump-spiking us when we were defending. Seriously, this is one of the times coach is as crazy as us. It was like a bug. Once he started, everyone else started. If you managed to look inside the hall just now, you would have seen a bunch of guys diving around, laughing their asses off and shouting here and there. Seriously, it was super super funny. Coach today really high. Anyway I don't want to keep talking about volleyball all the time, so I've decided to vent some frustrations here. I'm kinda irritated when people start not taking responsibility for their own learning, and their own homework. I'm sick and tired of having to tell people what to do, and how to do things when they themselves don't even put in the effort to learn! Damn it, is it my results or their results? Here I am slogging my guts out to put in a 110% for my volleyball games, and trying so damn hard to catch up in my work, and there they are, slacking in the canteen/cafe and messaging me everyday to ask me how to do this, how to do that. Really. I'm so frustrated with it all. Damn it, I have 4 tests next Monday, and I can't take all 4 cos of Semi-finals. So guess what? I'm taking all 4 on Tuesday. So i'm just gonna fail and DIE terribly, with everyone oppressing me from above. Today went for band practice also. Sometimes I really don't like being told what to do, or how to play a certain song. I have my own style and you have yours. Why should I always follow yours? I think I definitely have more experience than you in playing the drums. You should just stick to what you are supposed to do and focus on it, instead of going around everyone and instructing them what to do with their instruments, because honestly, I think you haven't grappled yours correctly yet. So before you teach others, perfect yourself first. Can't be perfect? Then don't instruct others damn it. Phew. I feel better. But still not too good. I'm already feeling jittery for Monday's game. Damn it. We'll need a shitload of stamina, so I'm thinking, 2 x Red Bull + 1 x Banana + Team talk/motivation = Victory. I'm telling you, once we win this, we'll be able to go to the Finals, with ease. I just want to relax my mind now. Good bye everyone. And rumours are screwing my life up. Screw it all. joash lee at 10:54 PM
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