Well, I am wonder why I have not updated the newest Blog since the last one. Hum… the reason are there are indeed a lot of things I wanted to write but don’t know where to start?

I am excited that I am going to KL for basketball exposure as well as to gain experience over there. It is a memory that I want to keep it as long as I live.

Friday Night 26 Nov

We parted at lavender Street after a long waiting for all the floors ball players to arrive. I am quite piss off as why should the basketball players need to wait for the floors ball players to arrived then we are allowed to leave, don’t they know anything about punctuality? And because of them, we all get scolded for “being late”. (What the…..)
Sad to say that our coach didn’t come with us… he just come and say good luck, good bye and enjoy your trip. (Dearest coach, how can you just leave us all alone…. :p)

Oh man, the bus journey to KL is not comfortable, neither do the seat and physical. Throughout the whole journey my ass either numbs or my legs can’t stretch, what a horrible experience.

For the long journey, only the small little window is the entertainment in the bus. At 2 ++ am, we finally reached the destination (our hostel). Wow all of us damn tired and hardly want to speak.


27 Nov (Saturday)
It seems to be fine but it is not. There is some unpleasant thing going on during that day.

Suppose that we have to meet 7 30 am to have our breakfast but we are 5 minutes late and end up early in the morning get scolding for our basketball advisor ( what a starting of a day…)

7 30am – we have our breakfast (which well you know that is it “very” nice in the taste)

8 15am (around) – we headed off to Bukit Jalil Sports School for our friendly match. At first we are suppose to have 2 matches: one for the gals another for the guys. However due to the oppose gals player are not around, only the boys got to play the match. And all of us act as part time cheerleaders for them, giving our moral support… Though they lost, they have done a good job for both defense and attack.

After their match,
Most of the gals’ team players want and keen to play too. Therefore we decided to play 6 vs. 6. Maybe the court is too big or what I am not able to hear what our basketball advisor wants us to do. Therefore after the game within ourselves, he called us to gather around and guess what next… “Sob” “sobs” yah you are right getting scolding again in the same day for nothing. But what he said I will always remember “what rubbish game you all are playing”. (Shit what and what … I am very frustrated and angry… we trained so hard, travel so far to KL and end up in his eye what we played is a rubbish game…is that really what he thinks for the basketball gals team?) I agree what he said had demoralize me a lot and I felt quite dishearten both in basketball and him. In his age, he still acts as a kid. Suddenly I felt like tell him this: If you want to mess up with me, I will mess up with you.

Dinner time,

For the beginning, we are given 5 hours to shop and buy our stuff, however after our short break after calming ourselves down, the Malaysia national team coach told us that he is going and willing to arrange us a match at 8 pm tonight. Because we come here to gains experience, we all agree to gave up the 5 hrs shopping time and get ourselves ready for the match (self training again). Jasper (coaches for primary and secondary school), he is good as he knows what wrong with our shooting and steps with a blink on the eyes. With him around, he teaches us and show us the correct way of shooting, the angle, as well as how much strength we should use to shoot the ball in the basket. Thank to him, I did learnt a lot.

We went out to dinner at the nearest shopping centre. Chicken rice is what we eat. Because there is not enough time for us to shop around, we decide to eat as fast as we could and do some shopping at the CARREFOUR. Woo… we buy quite a lot of stuff, food as well as chew gum (that’s what I came for….hah). And running around when we realize that we are lost, lost in the shopping centre, can you believe it? Four people lost in shopping centre and running like hell.

Jasper volunteer to drove us to the shopping centre and I found that he is much better than our basketball advisor who used to demoralize me in either my mass or my size (hai…not fair)

Well back to the Bukit Jalil Sports School, we prepared ourselves for the final last training. I am so tired, can’t believe that within a day we actually trained 3 times and have match after all. 95: 14, we lost to the national players although they are much younger than us. Adding with Jasper encouragement, he build up our confidence and increase our motivation a lot a lot. That was an incredible experience when cheering for our own friends and team players.

So damn tired, I hardly wanted to move, I just want to throw myself into the bed and sleep till I nature awake. However with enthuse of the rest of the team players; we played the unforgettable game “secret number”… and I have to dance she’s bang because I am so “lucky” to guess the correct number.

3 30am light off. Time for Bed.

28 Nov (Last day)

6am – as I woke up, there is a loud knock on the door. I am the first one to wake up so I when to check what’s happened. Oh it Hazel, without the second thought, she blame me for locking her out of the room for whole night. What?

Breakfast – nah we did eat as we going to be again the supporter for the guys’ team who against BJ eagles (a combine and strong team). Well, their performance is not very good as there is no unity and cooperation between them. Most like to act as stand alone and not passing the ball to those who is open, so strange. Ha-ha. BJ eagles number 12 (if I am not wrong) I like that style… Woo~….

Next right after them, we decided to have a friendly match with Jasper and the rest four other members. But something bad will still happened, hazel just walk off during the match and give everyone attitude. 20: 10 (I think) we lost again as everyone is not happy either.
Now we left only a few hours before departed from the hostel and set off back to Singapore. Oh man, again, the floor balls players are late again and delayed our precious time to go to the same shopping centre for our lunch. Damn them, don’t know what the hell they are doing?

When the bus arrives at the shopping centre, ha- ha we rush like hell towards the same Chicken rice stall again. $ 100++ buck we spent on the chicken rice (wow first time eat chicken rice so expensive). And same old thing we went to CARREFOUR to buy more stuff that we want. Moreover I bought 2 necklaces and one bangle (for my elder sister).

During the bus journey again, everyone seems to doze off and there goes Ben taking picture of those who sleep. After that we play the “secret number” again. Oh no no, I want to sleep, I don’t want to play, but no ones support me so almost very gals are playing. The game is fun but I am so “lucky” again that I actually guess the correct number again. (I should buy 4D) and have to Sebastian forehead (so embarrassed). (Maybe he did like it but I also feel not good too…but here have to say sorry to drag you down in the game)

Lastly to close ending, we reached the Singapore terminal and got caught for smuggling bubble gem. Lucky the police officer lets me go, or else how can I still sit down here typing and updating my Blog.

After all it is a memory and experiences. Thank all for making this trips a wonderful one.

talked more trash @ 7:06 AM

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