Memories...
Thursday, February 24, 2005
united lost to milan....very very very disappointing performance..i was so angry and disappointed that i couldnt stop cursing and swearing at the screen after the match ended. The result means so much to me, and really made my dae, made my dae damn xian, damn bad mood.
Some more didnt sleep much, coz was preparing esssay stuff. Tonight also no need sleep again, but at least after i clear this essay, things will be less tight for march, where i m expecting a very very very busy month.
I ask myself a lot a lot a lot of times whether its my fault that i didnt supervise Beach Volleyball much closer. It feels so sickening and tiring to be stuck in the middle. I feel like a fucking piece of ham in the middle of a fucking sandwich sometimes. So many things not as if i didnt say early on. Fuck.
Too late to dwell so much into such things when the event is just a day away though.
Bad mood.