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Tuesday, May 23

t.o.w. I can hang with the big boys

I can definitely hang with the big boys.

Just wait and see.

Food poisoning and lethargy aside, luck and desperation on my side and yes, I definitely can hang with the big boys.

This past week has been a major flurry, I think I attended school for like 2 out of 6 days. Everything has just been about bowling and its weird because I now find non-bowling days empty and insipid. The days really rock on by when its spent laughing with Zhiyong about his weird movements, with Sheena and all the ranting about how everything from the lanes to the coach to the balls and to the competitors are wrong, and with the juniors about the stupidest stuff in the world.

I'm glad to say hwachong bowling is one damn bonded family. I'm not one to lie and boast like how others don't mean it cos we definitely have floaters who arent the least bit committed to the sport and I'm not just saying it for saving grace because of how badly we've been bowling. I'm saying it cos I mean it to the extent that I'm not even looking to nationals on thursday but rather the gathering we have after that.

And about nationals. I guess its come what may now.

We all started brimming with so much expectations and hope and all aimed and targetted that elusive 4th. Sad to say, 4th and any other top 8 positions have probably really eluded us now. Not that I'm gonna give up here cos thats now how we operate. Damn, even if we knew 10 perfect games couldnt save us from last place, we would still be bowling to the best of our capabilities. (Not that we are last, we arent that bad). But heck it man. Hopefully by thursday I'll be fine and back on my jumping feet from this son of a stomachache and hang with the big boys man! I don't dare say I'm as consistently good as them cos I'm not, but when I'm on form and turn into my little striking machine, I'm as good as just about any SA/TJ/RJ/AC bowler on form out there.

All I need is that liitle oomph luck.

Please please pleasseee be a dear and take 5 secs to wish me luck if you read this. I LURRVE YOU.

We will strike!
We will spare!
We will win!
Kick some ass!

Tomorrow we have a mini outing so I'm happy.
kenn thwacked an asshat munchkin' at 7:59 PM