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6.30.2005

Ok, I owe up, I really screwed up this time. Firstly, i had minimal sleep, my brother decided that turning on the bloody lamp and doing his stupid lightsaber project while playing ragnarock at 10p.m. was a wonderful idea, it will ensure two things.1) he can play ragnarock while pretending to do hmwrk.2) I did not get to sleep. Than came the competition, :( it seems that the organizers didn't like me, my first bout was against Mitchel Yeo, (the guy who kicked Francis's ass last year) and the bout number was 30. I was as stiff as a rock by the time the match started. Godamnit, why did I do tani-otoshi when there is a gazillion throws out there that are far more practical and that I know how to throw. Ok, maybe i was bored, so I wanted to try something new, not only catching him by surprise( not the throw, but the ability to fail to throw with such spectacle) but also surprised myself and everyone in the audience....( howcome xun zhou so stupid?). He promptly discarded me by reaping up, Game over.
Well, at least I get to rappa-charge, my bout numbers were as follows....1, 6 and 8. ok, I am going to blame the organizers again. There was no bout list, and i was the FIRST one by some divine intervention, I did not know until 3 minutes before. Second match was even more sick, the ppl there said," 5 mins break," yeah sure, after 3 (yes three) minutes, I found myself running to the stupid compeiting area. (middle finger) Than one match later, it was my turn again. FFFFFFFF. that guy, Gary methink, was fresher than freshly squeezed milk and i was shag, tired, wet and furious. I was dead man walking. To add to that, the refree was the same one that decided that Ivan deserved to lose last year because he wasn't R.I., and when I thought it was my throw, he just give me a " u r out!'. And the fact that that was the bronze medal match makes it even sweeter for me. The fact that he was also the refree from my previous match who gave me nothing but koka was a plus too.....sigh. This is just not my day. Lets just hope that lady luck will smile at me,( for once) next week.

8:27 pm
as `long as u remain alrighte.

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