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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

okay...

i am currently pissed.

no, more confused actually.

somebody get me a shit-bomb launcher.

NOW!!!

if i find out who in the werrrrrrllllld did it....
she is so gonna get a coffin for her birthday.

ok la,
its nothing big,
but stilll.......
ARGHHHHH!!!!

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Friday, April 06, 2007

okok.
i know i just broke my promise about the last blogpost thingy,
but...
there are always exceptions you know...

ok.

i have officially stepped down from PLTT.
seee,
no "yay"...or celebration ok..
cause i am feeling sad about it.
very.
table tennis is like smth so very close to my heart,
even though i totally suck cotton at it,
due to lack of timing, correct bat angle and SKILL.
but..
i love the game.
loads.
to me, its like the most...
how to say...
erm...
maybe SKILL-DEMANDING game?
not like other sports don't need skill,
(ok, i see an approaching rush of people holding boomerangs
in their hands)
but you really need PURE skill to win the game.
ok, maybe luck too...
but LUCKY SHOTS need some skill also one la..

there is so much much much much theory to it.
trust me,
we know.
no one knows it like we do.
bet with you all, on my century year old bolster that
even if we are not the best at the game,
we definitely know the most about the game.
come on,
test us.
let the horse out at us man.
(fang ma guo lai)

i mean...
Mr. Kim is not your normal ah pek sitting at
the hdb void deck whistling at non-existent
birds flying past ok...
he is like some t.t professor la,
although i always feel like throwing rotten brocolli
stalks at his face when he starts his hour long speeches,
i must admit that he does know alot.

now, no more ttt,
i feel quite lost,
usually thursdays and mondays are 100%
devoted to ttt,
then now....
er....
what do people do when they are free on thursdays?
i have long forgotten the feeling of being able to
take an after nappie on thursdays..
really..

i will miss EVERYONE in PLTT.
even kimpy, houy and meepa!

but i think i will miss my tt bat and bat cover the most.
those 2 things have been with me since the day i
held onto a bat and struck an orange ball.
OKOK!
i know my bat handle stinks like a possum's fart,
but...
i have been using it for so long...
i think so long until the wood become hollow already.
nvm,
i shall go knock it against my head.

dont laugh,
you can check if the wood is hollow by knocking it
against your head lor...
forgot who tell me one.

and my bat cover also,
because i have never changed it nor washed it
for 7 YEARS!!!!
i bet there are more germs on it than on suann's toilet bowl.

shall blog more about it next time.

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Sunday, April 01, 2007

what can i say?

nothing.

but i will fight til my bones my flesh be hacked.

come on, do it for PL.
fight back.
zui.

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