28/02/09, Never a better day to push the mind and body to the limits.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Well, maybe I pushed it a little too much though.
My entire body hurts~
Oh well, at least it's the best soccer session since who knows when.
Yup, it was good. For the entire time that I got involved on the pitch, I forget every single thing that could make me sad. I'd say that it's the best thing from the session.
But given this amount of damage taken from only 5-6 hours of soccer, I can only say that I still got a long way to go. Gold for NAPFA won't be easy at this rate of progress. I've got to find some way to get fit.
The legs are fine though. Tiredness crawls all over the body and yet I could fire off a couple of high-powered and fairly accurate shots, one to beat Geng An and score, and one to beat Peter but scraped past the post for a miss. Nevertheless, I'm happy with my legs.
And so, wasted feelings shall remain wasted, and I'll look forward to 1 1/2 months of work and OGL camp.
I can do this.
Wasted feelings, wasted time,
NighT.
Let it Rain.
21:44
Hating mind games, 19/2/09
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I really feel uneasy whenever I have to guess the feelings of the other person.
It's like Minesweeper, except that you don't get any clue as to which will be a safe place to 'step on'.
I can't really understand after all these years.
I just hope that girls can make their feelings known. I'm already trying very hard to do that in a response to my own fear of unknown feelings.
Sometimes it's just better...
Put everything 'on the table' and talk it out. It so simple an effective it isn't funny.
So why do people still hide stuff from one another?
It's already very hard to live like this.
Why not make it easier?
Pondering,
NighT.
Let it Rain.
22:31
9/2/09 : Ruined day, Feared Valentine's
Monday, February 09, 2009
A great day spent with friends while surviving the Zombie Apocalypse...
A day ruined with an inescapable, yet unforgivable act.
5 days to possibly the biggest nightmare...
Relaxed, and happy. Then regretful and sorrowful.
Girls really do suck, you know.
At least today I finally get to understand being in the shoes of the Rejecting.
But the fact stands firm : I am the Rejected.
If I'd have to vent my frustrations everyday, I'd need to built a cliff right outside my house to shout from.
Girls.
Personal Best(L4D) :
Shot accuracy : 40%
Headshots landed : 14%.
Breaking further,
NighT.
Let it Rain.
00:42