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the girl
a candy lover



Fishing

Chen Huiting Sabrina
8 May 1985
P w C
Christian

her dreams
what she wanna be

Updated on 20December2008.

a street jazz dancer. 14 Dec 2008
a singer. in progress
a lyricist. in the past
a baker. DONE
a primary school teacher. DONE
an auditor. DONE
a pianist.
a guitarist.
a professional netballer.
a Zouk / M.O.S VIP.
a good drinker. failed.
a guy. verified as impossible

her cravings
things she cant resist


Netball-ing.
Swimming.
Sentosa & Suntanning.
Baking & Cooking.
Singing.
Clubbing.
Stoning.
Maggi Mee-ing.

her tags
the words we all said




her exits
the exits to escape

>>CaiWei<<
>>Charles<<
>>JieYing<<
>>JunWei<<
>>Kelvin<<
>>Kili Tan<<
>>Michelle<<
>>NTU Hall 15's Blog<<
>>Peggan<<
>>Sherry<<
>>ShiHua<<
>>Stephy<<
>>Tammi<<
>>Thu Huong<<
>>Trixie<<
>>WanJun<<
>>WeeChing<<
>>Yuan Yuan<<


her Past
the history to forget

August 2005
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008


her credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Saturday, October 18, 2008
such a let-down.

that will be the phrase I’ll be repeating over and over again if I ever get to meet the player in my reflection on the netball court.

“Such a let-down.”

and a real pathetic one at that.

So much for playing the friggin game ever since primary school.
So much for being part of school teams.

So much for having been a captain before.
So much for the immense passion for the sport since EONS ago.

and STILL be such a let-down.


my, I don’t even dare say I’m a netballer.
NO.
that would be too insulting to the rest.

the inconsistent performance of mine on court is analogous to that of the stock market.

only difference is, people would pay to be part of the ‘buy-and-sell-shares’ game.

I’d foresee myself having to PAY people to get them to just watch me play, and even then, it's not even guaranteed that they would want to risk impairing their eyesight.

i'm pathetic, i really am.

things wouldn't have been that bad if i purely just couldn't get the shots in.

the outrageous part is, i was the source of destruction to other players' well carried-out action plans!

beyond hope.

i'm a friggin joke.




gimme some candy...1:08 AM