Friday, April 29, 2005

Even before the game started I was feeling jittery yet excited, kinda as if I was the one who's waiting to play. I never thought I could feel like that for another team, not even my juniors. And I've never cheered so hard before in my entire 17 years of existence! I was screaming my head off my lungs out (as with the rest of the girls' team) and it didn't really help that I was drowning in my thick-impermeable-fireproofed-waterproofed-inelastic-double insulated-oven of a uniform. I was sweating like a cow lah! (do cows sweat?) Guess what, me and Ying are convinced that we have the makings of a potential cheerleader! And I regret not being more actively participative during the the J1 Orientation because I realised the only cheers I know are "Kebaba" and "Hwachong Hwachong *clap clap*", which are like, not the most fantastic and motivational cheers anyone could cheer. [So, the most important thing a potential cheerleader should do: learn all the HC cheers by heart].

Watching the guys play today really made me very glad to be part of the HC vball team. They played like there was no tomorrow - nothing was withheld, they gave their all. I was so proud of them! But at the same time ashamed of myself. They fought for what they wanted, I didn't.

The worst feeling in the world is regret. Seriously.

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I made a pact with Cheryl, right there, right then. I remember exactly what I said. And I'm gonna keep my word.

writing at 5:26 PM

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