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Monday, January 24

t.o.w. the lousy games

Yups. I'm pretty pissed at myself right now.

Bowling trials today. Well, it was at Victor's Bowl, where I got my fist turkey whilst playing with the URA people a couple of years back, so I figured maybe it was a good place.

Apparently not.

Hahaz. Oh well. I dunno either. I started weird. But did ok to finish at 122 for the first game. Then after striking the first frame of the second game, the coach came and asked me if I had any prior coaching (no) and then told me to come on saturday (ok). So I figured I made it to the 2nd round of trials I guess. But then, I dunno why, I suddenly felt burdened. Yeps. I wasnt hitting freely anymore. I tensed up and just didn't feel the rhythm anymore. Needless to say, I played like shit. Arhz. It was probably the pressure I felt, of the people looking at how I was playing. Bahz. I'm so weak. Hahz. I need to work like Sharapova, Federer and Serena Williams. To be able to hold the heat off the match with a mind as solid as nails and sorta transfer the pressure into positive energy.

Damn. I thought I was good at it. Bahz. I guess I really need to loosen up in the future. I hope I don't flop again on Saturday, cos them two games, were like, two of the worst that I have ever played since Sec 1. God, Help me.

In other news, Dawns leaving us. Bahz. I'm sad. Another member of the happy s74 family leaving us. We have like, 22 people. Thats.. little! Hahaz. But yeah, we had fun playing tennis and all. So I can't say I wasnt sad. Oh well. All the best to her. =)
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 8:04 PM