you know what, i can't quite rem what i've done at ooty according to days and dates anymore
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all those memories are so important to me.

anw, handball match tonight. wish us all the best.

after i came back from india and bangkok i went down for my trainings after months.
i could so feel the repercussions of all my holidays - the inability to play handball and disappointing everyone.
it was so hard not to blame myself for not being able to play the game. to ultimately disappoint others.

it was a dilemna in me. did i set my priorities right?
at that time, i learnt to rationalise and chuck the dilemna aside.

last week, i went down for the last training before today's match. it was a federation training. so other hall's handballers were around. as usual, i were still a noob to the game. i commit a foul and necked the other opponent. i can still hear (even now) my teammate shouting, 'bu yao' (NO in chinese) to me.

this question on my priorities popped up again.
i somehow have that little regret in gng ooty. and i hate myself for that.
but guess what,
when i reached home, i received a slow mail from hong khiang.
we went aceh together for team 4 coast2coast.

inside the mail was a photograph of us at the airport with the banner. all smiles.
he said he had forgotten to pass that photo to me and thus decided to slow mail it to me.
he even wrote a post-it note on the photo (here you are, smiling!)

at the instance, i realised everything was worth it. everything.
i've made friends from everywhere. indonesians, indians and even singaporeans.
i've shared memories with them. and though we might not meet that often. we will always rem the days we have spent together.

i always thank God for giving me all these little signs to help me solve my dilemnas.

and if i get a chance to play on court today, i am gng to make sure i play well! :D

on a sidenote, i am quiting my job at the zoo.
it's hard to go. really. haha.

i just finished this korean drama. sad sonata.
SUPER SAD CAN!