Today's rugby match didnt go too well. was incredibly lazy for the first half, well i ate a heavy breakfast at 840, and the match was at 945. kinda expected. but my second half performance was much better, and the feeling of captaining the forwards for that few minutes, was very uber too =) it really give me much impetus to run around non stop. it was still kinda saddening that we lost 5 tries to 1, but given 4 tries came from the first half. it was pretty much 1-1 in the second half, and we never started our 1st team. so nothing really much to cry about. Went back to NP to bathe, rather i didnt as i already changed @ ACS(I) so i just went there and grab a drink and went back.

Gym @ evening, went 23 mins cardio/fitness.


dunno why, but im having periodic pangs of sadness again. I tried very hard to maintain a positive outlook to life, to the extent for a period of time, i kept silent no matter what was thrown at me. I cant take it anymore. How fucked up life can get for me. feel like mass whining, but cant whine here for obvious reason. zzz.