I reached gelanggang yesterday.
The first news i heard is..
"Eh! Kau nyer opponent ******!"
"HUH? saper tu?"
"PSK selection dier lawan."
"Yang lawan dgn (fill in the blanks) eh?"
"AHHH!"
"MANGKOK!"

Imagine~!
You get to know your opponent for the upcoming fight is someone that has more experience than you are for silat. Especially that person master that part in Spore Sports School.
DAMN!
I am not demoralising myself. But im worried.
Im not well equipped. My injury had not still cured since last year.
BINGET LAH!

Today, i find some people very irritating. very self-centred.
want to act high class with that english speaking slang that itch and twitch my ear drums.
I could feel the words piercing through my tudong and go through my ear drums.
feel like shoving my shoe sized 7 into his mouth and make him gag!

BLARDY.

I miss being with hubbie.
I miss spending time with him.
I miss playing games with him.
I miss joking at night with him.
I miss the sooth voice of his at night.
I miss the time we go around shopping centres.
I miss pinching him.
I miss getting kicked by him.
I miss being so rough on him.
I miss looking at each other.
I miss the time he come over and play with my younger siblings.
I miss the time when we yell at each other.
I miss the his nasty jokes.
I miss the names he used to call me.
I miss the time he fetched me from school.
I miss you calling me baby.
I miss you calling me sayang.
I miss the time when we would seat, just the two of us, telling each other, about how we felt for this 3 yrs journey.
I miss him.
I miss him alot.
I miss you. Really.

I had never thought that i had no more life, other than silat. IVP AND INTER GRASIO. I cudden imagine, because of my passion, i spent lesser time with you. And yes, i am thankful you understand every bits and pieces of this that i am going through. Yes, i am tired. Yes, im am exhausted. And i can't wait for it to end. I simply cant wait. And if it ends, i am going to celebrate victory with you. Only you.















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