interjc is tomorrow and the same fear that marked all 4 years of squash trials is back with a vengeance, only perhaps more so now.

i'd better remember to breathe on the field tomorrow or i'll asphyxiate and require the whole team to cart me off the field. which might not be such a bad idea actually! (:

oh please please, i pray backhands and forehands will all be a bliss to execute, there'll be manymanymany chhiis for us to do and that it'll be MUDDY. so it'll be harder for them to run, and it'll be easier for me to cup/mark/poach them. oh yeah oh yeah. :D and that the mud will dry up for me to run easily so they can't cup/mark/poach me easily. oh yeah oh yeah.

my best is all i've got to give, so for what it's worth, let's go raffles ultimate!

OH YEAH OH YEAH! :D

-anne

they always say boys are at an utter loss when girls cry

but what you&you did today more than disproves it

thank you (:

-anne

Its like an ocean breeze blowing on your face
Like a summer sun with its warm embrace
Like a gentle rain plays a symphony
Thats what I want my praise to be
Like a fragrant rose in the early spring
Like an eagle soars when it spreads its wings
Whatever, Lord, You may need from me
That’s what I want my praise to be to You

makes me wanna get up and dancedancedance and freely sing His praise! like at SNOW08 and FOP07060504 :D that's why it's good to have a sister crazier than you, so it doesn't matter when you both start doing little jigs in the bedroom, living room, kitchen. and then you scold each other and beg for the unglamness to stop.



before you start again that is. :D



hmm i think the more things that are happening in my life, the less i feel like blogging about it. which is a good thing! cause it's concretised in my heart and not in my words. which sometimes have a tendency to take on a life of their own and prove so utterly inadequate at capturing the moment.






krazeeone and krazeetoo (:

It's not as sad if we go our separate ways as time takes a toll, and new circles form,
but it's a mishmash of disappointment, and helplessness when you can predict,
you can see right smack in front of you, how some friendships would turn out,
when we all go our separate ways.
Knowing the existence of someone, facing the person for weeks and months,
without ever knowing the person really, then what's the point of knowing
each other in the first place
You say this is more impt now, it's no point salvaging the situation,
it's a pity

People judge you all the time
How much have you adapted to those judgements?
To think twice before saying sth, to keep your thoughts inside,
to tell it to a selected few
But what if even the person you want/feel/think you're the closest to,
makes you feel that way?
You hope to share everything, but you're scared of ruining the impression
that someone has had
Just random thoughts, maybe we always use the word random, so that
if someone thinks what we say is just weird, and 'unacceptable', we can
use that excuse and brush it aside
But what if those thoughts had been inside you for a long long time,
and you wait for the 'right' time to say it
Maybe there's never a right time
Don't grow up swallowing up yourself

i'm tired. of thinking and feeling ache-y. of screwing things up. of feeling the awkwardness. of not having the courage. and maybe, of being too late.

okay 2 lines of emoness are 2 lines too many. let happy pictures do the happy talking!

ONE WORD : YES (:

not to forget the crisps too! yay potato and its many products :D

ahahaha. i want this shirt! threadless.com :D

took a while to udnerstand but SO FUNNY. uh Punny. davidandgoliath.com :Dsounds like a plan.

i had some really deep insightful thoughts on the process of things. and they cheered me up immensely when the dread of non-stop mugging loomed. but i dont feel intellectual enough to expound on them. yet haha. there's a total lack of exclamation points in this. so here's a bunch !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okay insert where appropriate

okay byebye