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Wednesday, May 2

suddenly, i realise the reason for my frustration.
cos ive been so focused on winning.
ive grew to be afraid of strikers. come to think of it, sometimes i dont even look at the ball anymore. just blind charging, thinking that she will definitely be fast than me, better than me.
then everything become some sort of flashback.
the same old sidestep, the same old foot stucked in the mud, the same old split second when my man gets pass me and the same old pain when she scores.
its time to forget about the score, just concentrate on the game at that every single moment. this time im really convinced.

wah dunno why i suddenly become so smart. even yz commended my recent enlightenment hahaha
but it doesnt seem to be reflected much in sch work
no distractions

if you asked me @ 10:07:00 PM