VerrrrrrrrrrrrrrmonSTAR(s)!

Saturday after two games of W.tl under the bloody hot sun (aka everyone gets sunburnt and some look like they've blusher on. Heeheehee)

Three Unis of Touchfoooties. Team.

Then we scooted off to Dempsey for B&J's;


VERMONSTER = 2o scoops

= totally wiped out in less than 15 minutes
Forfeit for Zhong Ji Mi Ma. (:



And on Sunday, I finally went for service! After daaaaammmnnn long.
Because, finally, no Sunday morning trainings.


As much as I love the sport, a break from it is good too.
Ankles please recover soooooooooon =(




PS: I cut my hair but no one seems to agree that it has been cut. =(
Btw, the hairdresser said my hair is SOOO black, it glows/shines. (She said, "liang(4)") Hahaha

No Pain, No Gain.

Peanut slab from aussie from jean when she came back :D

Kiddo's swiss.otel mooncake which she left in the fridge when she came over to hall but I wasn't in, hahahah.

The last of the Seventh Comm.

Chee.kychocolate
12 pieces of guilt (:

OUR PHOTO IS FINALLY ON THE WALLLL!

New boots and, new laces!

PS: What I've been trying to prevent the whole week; injuring of the other ankle, actually happened during the warm up of S.unig. How mother unlucky. I think the tiong is of extreme bad luck to me, everytime she shifts back something bad will happen.
But anyhoo, I'm stubborn. Tried jogging it off, got it taped and cold sprayed before every game, sucked it up and played. Now it's as swollen as my left ankle (grrrrrrr) and it hurts reeaaal bad. =(

PPS: But whatever the pain, it was worth it. We kept our title; S.UNIG CHAMPIONS YO!

zero conceded touch downs as targeted. Sudden death or not, a win is a win. (:

Be Still, My Heart.

Happy Birthday, Jean and Carmen!

So anyway, besides the fact that Carcar went home, birthday sabo was smooth and easy. (: Not exactly easy since a struggling dead-weighted Jeannette is extremely heavy, but we were too caught up to think of complicated big sabo plans. Thank God for nature (rainy days hence wet mud puddles), and with a little ice and water, it goes a long way. (:


Training today was bad; apart from the extremely last minute change in venue, so many should-not-haves were done.
I think I need to sit myself down in a corner and talk it through.
Sometimes it gets frustrating, I let it consume me subconsciously, even out of the pitch.



PS: The ankle hurts again. =(

3words/8letters, &I'myours.

The Pact:
For three days,
G not to be bitchy,
P not to swear.
The tempt: Subway cookie for the winner.



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Weeekends; hate how they come and go so quickly each time.

Caught Wall e on Friday. Absolutely loveeee it. (: Really awesome how, with that little speech, emotions and thoughts were put across. A really really heartwarming film (:

Longjohn breakf then W.tl on Saturday under the sun (finallyyy)! Played an extremely tiring match with yoU.w.c and drew 2-2. Disappointing =(
Thought both teams were really foul, screaming at each other and the refs. I remember limping out and telling a ref off in her face, then hobbling to Greg for ice. Extremely bad attitude, plus we're gonna be team mates. =S

Physio thereafter, where I learnt my still-swollen-after-two-weeks ankle is going to take a month or two for recovery, and isn't a sprain, but something like a misfit joint. =(
Good news is, training may resume but need to tape tape tape. Which reminds me, need to get more strappal! =(

Oh, and while waiting for my parents at Macs, for the first time in my 20 years,
I met and greeted the 4 characters of M.acD.onalds! Ronald, the Hamburglar, the Birdie, and the Purple-thingy. Pretty cool. Didn't manage to catch a shot of them though =( I was too caught up with my ice cream cone. Heh.


Sunday; too sick to get out of bed (almost) the whole day. Had to skip N.t.L training early in the morning. Eternally guilty (since it starts this Friday) but don't quite have a chance cos I'm probably not in the condition to train either.
Hence, wasted the day in bed, zero work completed over the weekends.




Phil is counting down to recess weeek.

Murphy's Law.

And the words he said, keep resounding in my head;
"Hang in there, my strong baby."


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Karma for eating XLB on Tuesday with the roomie,
is a XLB for my left ankle currently.
Looks bad, feels bad, sure is bad.
So fucked up. =( SIGH
Please say it'd only take a week to recover.