desperation.

my ball was destroyed today. /:
ok its spoilt but its not destroyed.
but now the shape is more egg-like than sphere-like.
bad enough.

ordered court shoes (volleyball)
also received the team jersey which i say looks a lot like BK uniform. blue, yellow, black? go figure.
and today's trainin, i din like.
the fucker guys were too intent on winnin, where is the fun in that.
soon i won't haf to take part in much matches since more experienced players ( girls with volley history) are comin in, so uh, my attendance might go down.
haha. i'm being a bitch and i noe i haf no right since i quit track for this but hell my ego is takin a serious beating and i'm tryin to save it, though futile in attempts.

mass dancing today was ALSO a bore since the grease music just kept goin on, and on, ON.
and i danced the male part again.
i'm sick of that.
at LEAST it was grease.
if i haf to do the male part for carlsberg i'll kick and slap and someone BETTER be in my way. else i'll roar and create a typhoon no wall can withstand.

i'll say i really enjoy volley but ppl just keep destroyin my infactuation for it. somethin which i desperately try to keep up and standing erected ( ok weird word but nvm).

maybe i should haf just joined some other sport and stick to liesure volley. /:

HOWEVER, too LATE.
nuff brooding.

lessons resume tmr! *shakes head desperately.
i'm in no mood to stuff my head with info again.
NNNNOOOOOOOoooooooooo-

3 days.

yawn.