i've made up my mind
and there's no turning back.

```

soon, its going to be all over.
all but a memory,
all but the past.
obviously i'm sad, but then again,
there's nothing much left of it to make the sadness more worth while.
its a bit embarassing, i might add.
see? there's nothing left of it.
nothing but an empty meaningless shell of the former pride it once was.
nothing at all.

1 down, 2 more to go.
before it all ends.
and then it'll be the first steps of our goodbyes.
first painful steps.

i want to make the last few matches worth it.
i want to fight like i've never fought before.
but i ask you, with such pessimism facing you front back and side,
how can i possibly do my best?
i want to show that we can do it,
as a team, as one spirit.
the last few moments of us being bonded as one.
but no.
sad to say, its not helping my inferiority complex any better.

just look at the others.
so much support, so much unity.
but all i feel here is some encouragement only when its required.
wait wait maybe not.
because i don't get any, even in action.
nothing i say will get through,
and i end up showing the first few signs of dementia by talking to myself.

heck it all.
if this is how you want our road to end for you, then so be it.

```

blarh.
my mum dragged me to some new salon that my aunt recommended just now.
and my lovely fringe that i so patiently grew long was snipped off.
ARGHH!
i'm crushed. ):
damn. now i like some emo jap anime character with my hair down.
eeeyer. i just had to forget to tell the aunty not to touch my fringe.
damn damn damn.

i think riding in the back of chris' car is fun.
especially when the car ride is long.
haha although this means that there's a higher risk of being thrown out of the car.
LOL.