But I guess the way of telling myself how much I'd rather be playing on court. No matter how much I grumble and swear and bitch and complain about, I still want to be there, albeit suffering, but enjoying it. Contradictory, I know, but I think all of us feel this way, if not we won't be fighting so hard for a place on the team.

It kind of woke me up though, that things never always go as how you have planned it out to be.

I guess yesterday was a premonition of this, since my dad was ranting on about how I can't protect myself and walk properly for nuts; I just keep bruising myself all over my legs, its like I can't walk on my two feet properly. I'm starting to suspect there's something wrong too, seeing as how I am always bruising myself.

Anyway. Trip to the doctor's was..kind of mundane until this exciting and happening thing happened. Haha. If you want to know you can come and ask me. I'll be glad to share, even though I only know bits of the story. But it was kind of a real-life drama; a good distraction from the CNA channel on the TV (though it wasn't too bad as well). Yea. Almost $200. Piang. I don't care the school better give me back my money. -.-

I think adults are..I don't even know what adjective to use to describe. Haha. Or maybe its just these people, my dad would agree. He was there with me. Well. Just weird, I guess.

Oh I need to go do some stuff before I sleep.

Overly exciting day. Not in a good sense.