ohman. my phone flew and dropped. i thought nothing happened, but cannot turn it on. and when the buttons lighted up, the screen was still black. shit lor. now im stuck with this lousy phone (also known as crap, for short), till it gets fixed. sigh, CPR didnt work. i miss my phone already. i feel like a slow, retarded, kuku on the temp phone.

today had badminton as usual. haha, dearest amirah was super early, so i went earlier to meet her. meh, then joey came. we hid from her, lol. a moment of laughter. meh, we camwhored a bit. but, sian, could post some pictures but.. stinking phone, so y'know.

training. wow, didnt expect a new coach, temporary while mr dicky was away. okay, i thought he was good.. but apparently, i didnt think so. 19 rounds around the hall.. blisters. but that wasnt what was bad. the coach mainly talks talks talks. boring man. 15mins - 20mins, we were all standing there while he talked? then i heard from my dear cca peeps, after i left, they had to listen to him talk for another 30mins, before playing. i want action! meh, it'd better be more fun tomorrow at gombak.

i know it's kinda lame for me to think about this
but reading those comics, it reminded me of those days.
where we had our long, nonsensical 2-3hour chats on the phone, till our mamas were nagging,