i just couldn't resist..
went for some chestnuts, whiskey, vodka, beer, and pool..
got quite tipsy, fell over something.. i think i trip over the edge of the stage..
(i'm a dancer, but hell yeah, i'm also a klutz)
anyways, i got a bruise on my thumb, two bruise spots..
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was at benassi's rave last nite. made me realise that i'm no longer 18 years old :) imho, zen stole the show, his dance moves were what made me stay as long as i did..
jayan finally managed to get in, after waiting in line for almost an hour.. after spending over an hour in there, we conferenced on whether to stay on or not.
so we claimed our bottle of rum, and left.. headed to bangsar instead.
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i've been out of form for a long time.. almost 4 months, i would say. i don't know how or why i lost my spirit for the game. i've been playing worst than average and it sucks..
i can't focus, i can't aim.. the only thing i can do is place my bridge and take a shot, where the ball goes, i don't know..
last nite, however.. things took a turn..
was at socials after a not so satisfying experience at the benassi rave.
there was this mat salleh fella playing on the table. it was a winner's stay game.
and he was a gawd-damn cocky sleazy bastard.
so siva lost a game to him, and i lost a game with him..
he left me with 4 balls on the table.. which is good, as i've been losing with 6-7 balls on the table lately.
i asked for a rematch, he asked for a two-on-two.. i partnered siva, and he partnered this ok guy, dave..
we won :)
rematched again, we loss..
but that's ok.. somewhere along those games, my determination and spirit came back, as all i wanted to do was whoop that bastard's ass.. and i did :)
later on, playing a few more games with siva and jayan, i found that my form is back.. shaky a little but back none the less, and its the perfect time to train..
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