tomorrow! am excited (: contact rug sends this tingle of excitement up my spine now that we've gotten more comfortable with the idea of running about like primal beings knocking the air out of everyone while clamouring for a ball. pardon the sadistic ring to this, but tackling in a game IS exhilirating and yes, rewarding!(minus the broken teeth, nasty abrasions, and mud-in-your-face situations) i think i'm going to miss the game once the tournament's over. all that amusing noobish stuff we do (kick/tackle and miss! UNGLAM SQUATS, chicken-like rucks) that we're not so noobish at as compared to when we just started, and all that laughing at ourselves (hello hooker!). so yes, as coach says, play our hearts out (:
GO TEAMMMMM!oh and i had a good labour day! vivo with the family hahaha we took the monorail jst for kicks. sentosa's beachfront was as crowded as hell, packed full of tourists, bengs, lians, and whatnot i don't likeeee. i know beaches are supposed to be vibrant and lively and all but with like half the population (and more, after adding the non-locals) squished onto two tiny beaches err it surpasses vibrancy and borders on overcrowding. and i cannot stand the sight of random middle-aged women strutting about in ill fitting bikinis displaying their cellulite ridden thighs for all to see. yeulch.
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