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20 July 2004

['i cant believe it'][020']
yesterday was horrible. today was terrible. my life is simply incorrigible. i cant believe tht this is all happening. yesterday's match against TKGS. ok. we lost.. all right. i dont even noe the score! i hate this match man... i hate it... i hate it... i hate the pitch the pitchers threw. i hate the ball the fielders threw... i hate the way tht we cant bat. i hate the mistakes we all made. i totally hate it. i hate everything abt yesterday. the first 2 innings were all right.. not all right. were GREAT, i can sae. three up, three down. and i got my first straight-to-pitcher's ball... my first scare. and the scare was really painful too. i didnt have time to turn my glove and catch u see.. i was just balancing myself from my stride just as the person hit back to me. i dont noe who hit the ball... i just have to sae... u were great. and as i was balancing... this ball flew back to me... i was like... shocked and... "omg... wht the hell... shit..." and the nxt thing i knew i turned my glove over and i didnt manage to catch the ball... was too slow... i totally hit me lo... straight back... and let me tell u this... a ball batted back to u by a TKGS batter tht hit u is no joke lo... tell u why later. anyway. the ball just hit me at my stomach... the ribcage there.. and i was like.. "omg..." was like... ouch! lo... hurts so much. but i gotta get the batter out at 1 so i quickly picked the ball up and tried to straighten myself to throw properly to cec but i cannot.. so i kinda threw to cec as i was bending down from the pain and was like surprised to see the ball so nice... and cec manage to catch the batter out at 1. and the next thing i knew... coach called time and the whole team and chng was like rushing out to me... lol. and i havent recovered from my pain and shock... and was like so happy i caught the batter out at 1 and then now the whole team is with me... i began crying out of shock and pain and coach made me stretch. was like.. "omg... can i dont stretch?" wondered if my ribs are broken but apparently not. lol.
 
the few innings after tht was terrible... TK was like starting to hit my pitches le... and my fielders arent fielding... and my pitch kinda... bad? cos was like.. hurts when i pitch lo. when i exerts force... and then...i shouted at my players... hurts even more. but strange thing is coach helped me check and there was no blueblack. they sae wht internal injury... haha. was like thinking big deal. maybe today hurt tml dont. i was wrong, obviously... it worsened. the match ended really early... and we lost. even if we win FTP, we cant get into the 2nd round. **hopes lost** i cried... and i cried... i didnt noe why i was crying. but when i cried, my ribs hurt... i cant cry... but i cant stop either... and then.. coach gave us this pep talk... she praised me tht i got hurt but still pitched well... but i am not happy. not happy at all. not proud of myself at all... we still lost... and is due to the mistakes we make... and compare to the TKGS pitcher... i am completely lousy. i can onli give straight strikes and risers... i gave risers and they all hit foul ball. *boo* but the TKGS pitcher can actually control her pitch! the catcher wants pitch to be high, she give high... inside, she gif inside, low, she give low... but wht can i do? balls and strikes and risers. i am lousy... and the more i thought the harder i cried. *of cos i hurt more la*
 
then this morning... i cried after i woke up cos my ribs... den my mum thought i crying over the game again and scolded me. den after tht she still accompany me down to the bus stop to see if i all right.. i wont faint de la. den was like... met clarissa and we went to sch together... den my ribs still hurt when i talk. so i refuse to talk... den i very moody cos we lost and i cant talk. den tht morning talk to no one... and i scared if i talk abt the match i cry again. den tht morning i heard cec they all talking abt it (i think they talking abt me) and i was like close to tears le lo. so i stand up and walk away.. den pe... can die. i run and jump den my ribs hurt again... was like... hurt until wanna cry le... den go up to class.. like.. cannot breathe den must like inhale deeply but hurt lo... den after a while ok le... but still like hurt... still close to tears le.. den geog paper. ok. i failed. den i cry le... was like. ok. i failed. den i hurt so much.. den was like still cant believe we lost and den all cry out together... den surprisingly i felt better... loads better after i cried... den the dae went on pretty well and we went old folk's home... then was like laughing on the bus cos si xian made me laugh.. den was like hurt again... den on the way home also.. yangping and naichung really gao xiao lo... omg.. haha... den go home check my bruise. is like last night only got red specks there.. now blueblack le lei. lol. ok lo. i gtg le... thanks and bye.
 
to anonymous who tagged in my taggie: arent u pot calling the kettle black?

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