This thought process seems so endless`

It's been one helluva week, but I'm enjoying every single bit of it, I think. hah.
The usual trainings on Monday and Wednesday evenings are getting increasingly challenging. My body feels like a complete wreck after each physical session Danker gives, oh dammit.

BTW! Mr Danker is Jean Danker's BROTHER! YES, THAT radio deejay. Goodness! I was in complete shock when Charms told me. haha. Things you find out when you hang out with your peeps :]

I spent the whole of my Saturday, (well almost the whole of it) with my friends from hockey! :] Training was alright, even though the sun was blazing down on our backs. I swear my tanlines are the ugliest things on earth! They should invent transparent shin guards and socks just for us! haha, okay.
Anyhoo, after training we got our butts down to TM for lunch before heading to town for pool. Yane and Shingo beats everyone hands down and right now I can think of a couple of guys who have fishball quotas to meet! haha.
Dinner at Marina South was hilarious, oil bubbles were popping everywhere laa! Everyone ate till we could eat no more, everyone cept for Shingo! hah! Right Elsie? ;]
The words "Vivien, sometimes I really feel like punching you!" still echos in my mind.. you sure you guys REALLY wanna punch me? hah!
I was suppose to meet Jes, Jialoon and Eugene for prata, but, at the end of the day, I was left with the two guys cus Jes was LAZY! hah :P So, the three of us were watching Chelsea kick Fulham's butt somewhere near gardens.
FRANK ROCKS MY WORLD! hahaha
Oh and when the bustop thingy says last bus at this time, it REALLY means it, don't ask.

I'm gonna meet Jeslyn for JohnTucker later! Finally Jes! I missed you so much, even though I do see you on Saturdays during our trainings :)

My stomach's one wonky piece of organ in my system! I swear. Right now, it's making me take oh-so frequent trips to the toilet.
Dammit! I'm letting minor stupid things affect me. Sorry to those whom I've plauged with my pathetic whines and cries about you know what, superficial things.

Ah well, there's nothing I can do but leave it, and that I shall. Wth is up anyway? Beats me everyday.

Hello you.
I'm still here you know.