23 March 2006
2:07 AM
match against bedok northChances don't last. Grasp them or lose them. That's it.
GO FOR IT. C'MON, YOU CAN DO IT.
I keep hoping for chances, and they do keep coming actually, but I LET THEM SLIP.
What's the use.
Regret. So much regret. On my part and I bet on his part too.
WAKE UP, MAN!
I spent 10 minutes sitting and stoning on my bed after dinner reflecting on the game. And all I managed to get out was...
regret.
Just regrets, wishful thinking, hopelessness, disappointment, loss of faith, and more regrets.
There's so much more that's needed out of me and I know it. Yet I know also that I don't show it. Either I don't show that I know or I don't show what's needed. Well actually it's both.
Whatever happened???!!!
It was better last time. It was looking great. There was a spark of hope. Rising. Soaring. Flying higher and higher.
And then,
the fall. A big lurch, slipping, tumbling, hitting hard.
Ouch.I feel stupid.
Blew it.
Will there be any more chances???
