9:15 PM | Tuesday, September 14, 2010 | Link
Passion can't be forced
And it really comes by naturally (:
The fact that I really enjoyed watching people play ball took me by surprise. I mean, I knew I liked watching people play (it's WATCH, not OGLE, cos that's what my teammies always say), but didn't know it would actually make me feel that happy. AHHHH.

Playing ball casually is one of the best times because there isn't anything to consider. The repercussions of passing this ball... would it get stolen or will I do a mis-pass (this freaking happens most of the time damn it)... Shooting the ball, what if it doesn't get in? Will the center get the rebound? Or worse still, will I just AIR-BALL (one of the most embarrassing moments of a player).
All this shit plus coach ranting at the sidelines....

This friday's Mid-Autumn celebration. I have this sudden urge to stare at the round moon this friday! These small little things which used to come by so easily.....

That's why they say, when things are gone, they're really gone