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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

yikes.

i lost!!! stupid tennis tournament...

i lost because:
- i couldnt serve, mainly because when i had to look up to hit the ball, the glare of sunlight was right in my eyes. too bad the total solar eclipse couldnt be seen from here.
- it was hilariously windy. i was so sure i was going to hit the ball, but i guess the wind blew the ball off its supposed trajectory. so malu when i missed the ball...
- my backhand sucks.
- and a few silly mistakes.

i was playing against my friend, so yes, he knew my weaknesses. yeeeeesh, shouldnt have divulged so much. it's like i conveyed all my worries and fears to him weeks before the tournament. still, i dont think it would have made a huge difference anyways.

an experience worth remembering nonetheless.



after the tournament, i had lunch and then pigged out until 7.30 in the evening. ahhh, the joy of sleeping. i'm sure i would have slept until morning had i skipped tuition...

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