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Saturday, May 26, 2007 || 10:11 PM
Training in the morning again. Played some kind of game the coach implemented. Supposed to shoot 15 10-pointers, but the catch was that if I shot a 7 or below, I would have to shoot an additional 2 10-pointers as penalty, increasing the total number to 17 10-pointers.
Managed to complete the game and shoot 15 10-pointers, but I owed coach 28 shots. Kinda lucky that the coach didn't give us any punishment or something.
Then Mr Chow hollered at us because we were too slow at packing for tomorrow's Monthly Shoot. Ruined everyone's mood.
Then Esmond, Chiu Yee, Debby and I moved to Yoshinoya at Parkway to eat lunch. Chiu Yee got bread from Four Leaves instead and ate them in Yoshinoya. 0.0
Tried to find leather gloves for Australia after the meal. I found a suitable pair at some random shop, and the price was okay too. I would have bought it if not for the little silver hearts round the wrist.
Took a bus 31 home and played. Quite free now, ever since the holidays started yesterday.
But I feel miserable. For myself. And for others.
Sometimes it's better to be oblivious to everything.
They say ignorance is bliss.
Maybe that is true.
Emptiness?
That is just an open space.
An open space you have yet to fill with your memories and joy.
Let out your emotion. Don't be afraid.
I am here to help.
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