<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/4833810640530174538?origin\x3dhttp://myflyawaylove.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
Profile
I think long profiles are really interesting, but everytime I type something, I just think that its not coming out how I want to, or it just doesnt make sense to me half the time. I guess I can never express myself good enough. Anyway Im Szelin, I dont update here very often cos I don't want to be a bad example (ha-ha I know right) if you know me Im @ dearestblank.lj instead, pictures will be here every now and then.

Archives
November 2007December 2007January 2008February 2008March 2008April 2008May 2008June 2008July 2008August 2008September 2008October 2008November 2008December 2008January 2009February 2009March 2009April 2009May 2009June 2009July 2009August 2009September 2009October 2009November 2009December 2009January 2010February 2010March 2010April 2010May 2010June 2010August 2010October 2010

Monday, February 23, 2009

its been awhile since I step out of court and actually thought that I played my best.
I played all I could, fight till the end,
but somehow it just wasnt up to standard.
I was so tired, I felt like dying, but look at the determined faces, and how the others keep going, it never fails to make me work even harder, since I cant find a reason why I should give up while the others is working so hard, and when the whistle blows and after a few seconds of silent,
we broke into those sweaty bunch of girls, screaming, jumping around, even breaking out into tears of joy. victory
It was 30-29 to us, it was awesome, seeing all the overjoyed faces, hugging each other so tightly,
I love the team(:
Mr Prata after game, and teamtalk and playing with ice, twin and I was on laughing gas,
home with jamie and nevine,
Im sorry twin, yknow my curfew): I still WURVE you. hahahaha.
the bangla at novena was sucha cheekopek,
he looked at my skirt and "tsk tsk tsk tsk"
go and die.
Im so tired after the game, the falls and banging into the wall was worth it(:

thanks for coming down, love you(:

Labels:

4:17 AM