life is currently the way i want it to be. honest.

i admit i've negealted this blog for almost 2 weeks, but hey. was really busy. trying to settle everything that was bothering me, floorball tournament in school, floorball matches, emcee-ing and anything that i was busy with. the thing is, life has never been so great before. i realise how things could go so well when i pick my guts up and make the first move.

we lost the match agaisnt the titans, but i am really happy and grateful to youth for making the game a great fight. i have been so happy, that i'm now looking forward to trainings every week. but i guess all these came too late. it's my last month at floorball before i take a long break till the end of the O-level exams. sigghh.

so we had the floorball competitions in school. inter-class. damn tiring, ref here ref there, and this week was finally our playoffs. it was a good fight, but had a pretty major dispute. but don't really wanna mention it, coz it's already settled. we went up to the semis, and yesterday, we played. first game, hafiz scored the winning goal. had a hard time defending. but lucky, no goals went through me. my stick broke halfway, was damn angry ah. the person apparently gave stupid reasons. like, so ... lame shit la, whatever he asked people to do. but who cares? we won our semis. saw losers really exist huh.

so the finals. had a few of my classmates supporting the team. mr teo was even there. i don't know. was really sad, but i was determined to win. coz everything that we went through was hell, form the start to the end. and i know my teammates were the best i could ever have. they just knew how to play our own game, and not care about any opposition classes or whatever it was. we played, and true enough we won. i just knew how happy we were. tears of joy were seen, hugs btw opposite gender were shared. it was the happiest moment of 4E6's history, and i was just over the moon to realise the kind of people i have in my class.

i woke today, still feeling rather sad about the stick. the stick meant alot to me, all the tears and joy shared in the past. but still, got to school. expected nth at all. walked up to class, got some claps and cheers to celebrate our victory. the board was nicely decorated, with all our names around it. it was nice, i took a picture of it. then diyana took something out from under the table. it was a unihoc fb stick. i was puzzled, well obviously. i didn't know where it came from. and the thing is, the whole class was cheering and they said it was for me. i just could not believe it ah. i kept asking diyana why and for what. she just told me to accept it and it was just a gift from the class.

well, i started to cry. i was touched by their actions, especially at the speed they managed to travel to orchard right after the tournament, and the got the stick just before tiasa closed. i was still wondering if i was dreaming. i know that i might sound dramatic, but hey, it was the best thing i could ever wish for. and i was kinda shocked too, that the blade was an RAD blade, and the flex was 32. then they told me the person at tiasa knew me. so should be one of my skools players. well, i was feeling rather happy, kept thanking the people around me. just love them.



sung at 8:27 PM
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