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well, been awhile since i last touched my bat, today we had a friendly match with xinmin sec, the first match, i dunno wth happen,felt as if i was being choked, i stopped the game and rest for the next 2 hours, but after that , i played 2 mathes, so my winning is 66.666% lol... i think its because i didnt take my breakfast and was starving,well, i dunno wat happen, but it just did.after which, i went to toa payoh to watch her match, quite well played, and i saw xin min coach getting trash!! lol.. well, the thick skin stalker who stalked her was there, i started the conversation with him doh, he was quite friendly and abit .. er wat can i say? dumb? maybe? or just plain thick skin, he told me, supporting the small (her) one is better, more interesting... lol.. when i asked him why he came, his response was, to see pros play, and while the Pros were playing, he watched the girls play.. i bwg already.. lol... well, the best part was, when she was leaving, i thought she left me alone , but she told me to wait for her using sign language? but sad to say, the "freaky" guy saw it and looked at me with that wtf look... i grabbed my bag and said goodbye to him and walked with her out of stta.. well, i could see that he was dumbfounded doh? after treating me like a fool... well, when we walked out, she kept talking abt tat guy, abt how he came just to see her play etc etc etc... i offered to carry her bag but she decline and took out a xmas present=.=" isnt it over? lol, well nvm .. it was a pencil box doh, with a note, much better than the one i gave her, a roxy brand, with no note or anything...and worse of all, she doesnt like roxy!!lol.. luckily i didnt buy a pink 1... whew =.=" i took her bus and went jurong interchange.. and something happened, i took out my dan brown book "decipher point" and she was shocked.. she took out hers which was identical.. power right!! lol.. at least got some kinda connection =X we both like dan brown books.. haha... well, today went well until i reached home, my dad treats me like a p sch kid... keeps treatin me like one.. but who cares anyway... he keep asking for my booklist and bla bla bla.. hate it when he does that.. the worse is he keeps talking.. next year isnt a relax year.. if yur teacher tells me u didnt hand in yur hw , u see wat happen... i was frustrated... i really wanted to just walk to him and punch him in the stomach to shut him off... but what the heck? his my dad.. haiz.. i wished he could just read the newspaper article that qouted" never treat yur kids like one, treat them as a fren" apparently, my dad is doing the opposite...