The day was so depressing... I asked myself when I got slapped (not literally) back twice in a matter of minutes: "now, why do I bother to try to set things right?"

It sucks when your presence isn't appreciated... You don't feel like you're of any use, and no matter what you do, you won't enjoy it... Nothing feels worth committing to, or put any ounce of effort into doing things...

Thank god for training, it made up for everything wrong...

I never expected myself to perform even better than the last few weeks, even thought i haven't touched my racket for a week... Only thing now is conditioning my fitness back... I saw the new intake of freshies... And to think all those smiles of their faces represented confidence... They weren't much, at least for one guy... I heard that one of them was Dominic Boey, some pro guy... But he's just one of those fashion freaks like the seniors in my team... I'm not gonna' look up to him... He'll be just another freshie...

So far so good... I've yet to get pwn-ed by a freshie on the court... I've seen how Jasmine played... I've yet to make any decision to whether she's good... Hope she shows me better...