Get ready, people. I just feel like blabbing right now.

What can I say about today? Well, it was tiring for sure. The fact that some people had the nerve to abandon some of us netballers who had to wake up before 6am just for a Netball Carnival that doesn't even count scores. Yes, I'm definately pissed. No reason to be too happy even though we won a game today.
I got to play against an Australian school earlier. It was the best game I've ever played - they followed rules, no intentional accidents and they praised us a lot. I felt really lame because it was like, our last game or something and we are short of players so we had to play like, only 6 of us. And I had to run all over the court, playing 2 positions - life is mean.

Anyway, I'm just filling up my time now waiting for 10.55pm and switch on the tele. England Vs... what's the name of the country again? No offence, I can't remember how to spell it - Kazhakstan or something. Steven Gerrard, I'm cheering! <3

And... my speaker's not working. Crap.

I'm starting to freak out. There's a voice in my head. Another person. Well, its my voice but its not me. It's meaner, bitchier... guess its true what they say about consciences.
Just now, I accidentally jabbed my finger into my netball opponent's face. I'm not sure which part. I just had to apologize, I did like three times. And that voice inside my head went, "She deserved it."
Had been reading too much of The Host, eh?
Speaking of which, I only have a few chapters left till the end of the book. Well, that was indeed a very fast read. It's only been about 3 weeks now since I've started reading it. Catch up people(To those who claim they love Stephenie Meyer but haven't even finished the Twilight saga)!



P.S : Mdm Marjubee could pass as a bimbo - I mean it in a good way. Young at heart, I guess? :D