Friday, February 10, 2006

somehow, i find myself even more attracted to you.
the little things that you do
the little words that you say.
i wanna let you know but then again i dont.
its more of dont wanna let you know but oh well.
you wouldnt understand.

the new coach is driving me nuts. on and on he goes about the tournament.
crap i want the old coach back):
yes we know you want us to win and yes we know all that we're supposed to do.
we're stressed enough as it is, can you please just drop it.
stop all the nagging. people are starting to turn against you, cant you sense that
the team's falling apart.
stupid question. your puny brain wouldnt be able to think about something as 'complex' as feelings. cos all you can think of is all the strategies and cheats and how to win. we're just your props to wining the performance isnt it.
how much further are you going to wreck us?
cant you tell this method of coaching is not working?
we're sick and tired of it.
and we DONT like it.
taekwondo is not about the number of kicks or punches you throw.
i dont even know the purpose of it anymore.
the trainings you plan are absolutely mental
and so are you.
cos of YOU, the passion's gone.
thanks a lot COACH.
at this rate we're going, by the time to tournament starts, we're gonna be so wacked out, NONE of us are gonna win.
i seriously doubt your sanity.
take that bloody coach.



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