Wednesday, July 02, 2008
aint in the mood to joke. so please dont disturb me if you dont want me screaming at your face.
i really thought i could finally get on with some serious training since i've bought my new racquet. but somehow, i feel so sad whenever i use it. it's so damn heavy, i pratically have got no strength to swing it. the so called '' similar to ncode62'' is so much heavier. even when ncode62 was supposed to be 310g and kproopen=300g. like wth. i thought it'll be lighter or rather around the same weight.i was wrong! i should have just bought ncode from coach second hand. AHHH. I WANT TO SELL MY RACQUET! K PRO OPEN anyone?! my hand hurts after last training. i told myself i will get use to it, i'll just have to do some weights. but.. I DONT WANT MUSCLES. zzz.
maybe everything just started so wrong. i should have just concentrated on dance. it's too late to regret. $230 just flew away to some dumb racquet and i cant tell my mum this or she'll just kill me.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH I NEED TO SCREAM.
i feel like skipping school tmr. i want to sleep my life away. maths paper will be the next horror.
i really thought i could finally get on with some serious training since i've bought my new racquet. but somehow, i feel so sad whenever i use it. it's so damn heavy, i pratically have got no strength to swing it. the so called '' similar to ncode62'' is so much heavier. even when ncode62 was supposed to be 310g and kproopen=300g. like wth. i thought it'll be lighter or rather around the same weight.i was wrong! i should have just bought ncode from coach second hand. AHHH. I WANT TO SELL MY RACQUET! K PRO OPEN anyone?! my hand hurts after last training. i told myself i will get use to it, i'll just have to do some weights. but.. I DONT WANT MUSCLES. zzz.
maybe everything just started so wrong. i should have just concentrated on dance. it's too late to regret. $230 just flew away to some dumb racquet and i cant tell my mum this or she'll just kill me.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH I NEED TO SCREAM.
i feel like skipping school tmr. i want to sleep my life away. maths paper will be the next horror.
what we could have been, 8:28 PM.
