Off with the L word.

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Hulo lovely people (:

i dont know why,
it seems like a million times.
i've searched for you
but i've got no clue D:
Where are you?

all thee Number7

>>Melisa

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She can be a real nice, High, retarded girl. If she explodes, you'll never ever get to see her ever Again(haha obviously). But dont cha worry a thing, she will never explode. If she ever did, perhaps you'll not be in her blog :D And because she's god's Child, she simply: loves everyone.

Into volleyball she says, and awaits Every single chance to play the Pianooooo. Disliking too much soft-toys is her forte, so is enjoying the sweeeeet company of her Girlfriends/mummy(!) She wants a perfect height of 167cm, she's trying every bit.

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Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Volleyball's making me all contradictive D:

Since we, the ex-C girls are out of Nationals, so we've officially been promoted to B girls. and No, that aint fun, not a single bit alright D: This would only mean that the net's getting higher now, which is totally an disadvantage to me i admit. obviously it's something gonna do with my pathetic height.

Girl, really gotta do somethingggggg to me height.

Mr tay kinda gave me a small talk? a talk which i aint liking any bit of it :( when we were spiking{with the B girls' net}, you could say either i cant spike any ball over anymore because im short, or i just simply cant get use to jocelyn's setting. Not the latter, i know. so Mr tay called me over, told me something which Almost made me burst.

"Melisa, i tell you. This year, if you still want to remain in the school team, then you have to start training as a Libero. Because the net's too tall, and you're short, plus you cant block, it's a total disadvantage to you. You can(...)"

he continued yakking, but i had to shut my ears off his words. Me having to become a libero now? He's ~~asking~~telling me to become the team's libro? Me having to give up the days of spiking? I dont know, it may seem selfish..But i cant help but to reject him. I thought i've given up on myself in spiking when i wasnt able to spike any balls over during the Nationals, when i've let the team down. But why am i still reluctant to stop spiking?

Why why why, someone explain to me why am i feeling this way.

I would rather become a reserve spiker, or not be in the school team than to be a libero. Because i cannot imagine days without spiking, it's like a day without bathing. But despite how much i dont want to be a libero, if coach really chooses me to be one. Maybe i wont turn him down, or i'll be letting the team down once again..

But seriously mr tay's words and coach spurred me on(: i reminded myself that If i have faith to do something right, nothing can stop me. There's this bible verse: "If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can move mountains." I know the lord's there, he gave me strength :D so i shall start training hard now, and work on Growing talllller.

It's f-a-i-t-h, that i must have.

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Camp was a really fun one for me, having all the cheers keep going on in my head, the fun stuffs we did in the bunk{with sexy Huiqin and Shuman's complains/songs}, and the times spent with new friends. One exceptionally odd friend: PIG> changyu. That funny twerb cant stop being so GYA larrrrrrr. Imagine having a 17 year old boy, teased by 4 ordinary girls endlessly and him, doing super Duper silly stuffs like spilling water on the floor, wetting my butt >:( I can really laugh my ass off.

Conclusion: More camps pleaseeeeeeee(!)

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