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Tuesday, December 26, 2006
rain / 9:03:00 PM

another rainy day.

rainy days are good to snuggle in bed, underneath the covers, sleeping the whole morning today.
woke up after few hours of sleep for hockey ih. and it was still raining. bah. i hate playing sports in the rain. wet, plus the sweat. gross. softball is worse. the frigging muddy fields, urgh will never forget the last 2 wet games and first base. disgusting. ironically it was fun. my skin feels wrinkled now from hockey and walking back in the rain.

it's a rainy boxing day.

sigh poor guys got beaten by a super unprofessional referee. hate it when you lose cos of lousy calls by the referee, especially when the match is so crucial. watching the game reminds me how i still do love the v game,

funny how i always say that there are better things out there for me to explore or to do rather than to be so involved in haall despite stepping down from main committee committments. i am still here, half wishing i could spend my time more wisely sometimes. maybe i just dont count my blessings, or how i dont get to relive such experiences once i graduate. maybe i just always wish i had something better to do rather than to spend my time playing sports or training. though the friendships earned are priceless. inevitably i will still think, what else am i missing out on?

8 more days to work. half excited, half nervous.



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