Just finished packing every single one of our new jerseys for the match & I'm feeling a little nostalgic.
Tomorrow is the start of what I have been working for the past year with Team Courir. We're not the perfect team but I'd rather play alongside with all of you you than with anyone else in the world :)
I'd dare say we've been through hell and back, lost a number of members over time but the rest who stayed, we're inseparable. I don't expect a lot, but I hate to lose, so I'm praying for magic fingers and lightning limbs for all of us tomorrow. And if another one of you tell me to be realistic and not have hopes to win: Screw you a thousand times over.
With a bad draw of luck, we're facing the two toughest teams back to back. But even Dumbo could fly. He just needed a magic feather.
If we play like a real team should, the way everyone knows we can play, we're magic.
I miss my secondary school friends. Each and everyone of them.
The stupidest, the funniest, the fights, the heartbreaks, the bitching, the loveliest, the most heartwarming, the tastiest foods, the teachers, the attire checks, the discipline committee, the best people there I will never forget.
Out studying today with my favourite girl and I bet half the class, including me, is up now rushing holiday homework we didn't know about till 7 hours before school starts.
Bryon told me yesterday that I looked his age, around 19 or 20. I replied him "I'm seventeen" and he was really taken aback. Hehe :)
I find it amusing when people tell me I look 19/20 but I haven't figured out whether it's a good thing or not.
My aunt from Canada bought me the new "Black shatter" by OPI and it's such a coincidence cos it's been on my wishlist and I was about to go to Sephora to get one! I just tried it on my baby finger. Really edgy, I love it!
Only caught a glimpse of Zeph yesterday cos he was sleeping and he looks so serene while I have a thousand and one things racing through my mind. I wish the world stops for me.
School starts tommorrow and I dont think there's anyone else in the world who dreads it more than I do.
On a good note, I've had a good one week of holiday. Not as long as I would have wished for, but still good.
And one more thing. Happy Birthday, Shaun. I'm sorry I couldn't be there & I love you.