Indoor yeah!

Yesterday, I..

went against my principle of napping three times daily (I under-slept.),
braved the heavy storm and got wet and risked getting hong sip (Hello? I'm close to being an Auntie already can?),
took a faulty train and risked dying (Ok, maybe this is more of personal bad luck than anything.),
fought with people for cabs and risked losing my gentle-cum-demure image (It's not the money, it's my damn image!)

..just so that I could go to The Japanese School to watch some friends play volleyball.

They played at the school's indoor court. Watching them play, I was reminded so much of training at PJC. The echo of the boys' shouting and cheering, the contact of shoes against court floor. Memories are beautiful and painful at the same time.

OMG, damn rain making me emo.

But but! Can we turn back time? Pleaseeeee? >.<

Damn, rainy weather making me emo!

Ok, stop!
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Anyway, Mr XXX, I don't know how to put it through to you,

but..

I'm really not good at expressing myself.
If you end up thinking that I like some other person, it isn't your fault.
It's mine.
Sometimes I even blame myself for not being able to control my actions and words,
because sometimes I will still feel like doing and saying things to let you know.
Kind of selfish.
I promise I will be more disciplined. Hahaha.

Ok byebye!