The right motivation.

I got hit on my nose, ass and wrist today. What, out to get my blood?! -.- Suddenly I feel like I can't do sports well anymore. I had teacher coming to me to tell me how to throw a ball with more force. Shit, I must be really lousy or something. Or else my arms are really damn weak stuffs bloody hell. Seriously I can't throw a far ball and even if I do throw one, I use up all my strength plus I won't aim well. Anyways..

Tomorrow is going to suck. At least from 8am to 10.30am. God, I don't feel like running at all. Pushing myself to the max. HELL. I only feel like jumping, heh! Still I'll try. Coz I'm cool. Coz I'm hardworking. And I didn't even attend any 'training' at all. At least I'll be turning up tomorrow. I promise I will not bother if I don't get to the finals. Yes yes, because even though I don't feel like running, I still hate to lose. Hope I don't get butterflies when I step on the track like I always do. Inevitable. Hope time flies tomorrow. Hope I come down with some.. illness or.. pains and aches or.. yeah. Hope they can find some last minute replacements tomorrow. :( OH WAIT, I NEED TO SAVE UP MY ENERGY FOR LONG JUMP. WOOTS! Hope this is a good enough excuse.

Long jump, long jump, looooooooooong jump y'all!