No mood to post nowadays as nothing interesting has been happening. It was just one ordinary day after another. My brain almost imploded due to the sheer simplicity of my holiday life. Not that simplicity is a bad thing. It is life's simple joys that give its meaning.

Friday was my turn to go play the VAS tournament match. Each B boy can only go about 2 times, as so not to miss many lessons. The last two matches were against Zheng Hwa and Hai Sing. It was a pretty close match in both cases. 22-25 in both sets for Hai Sing =_=". Anyway, today was against Catholic High, one of the pinnacles of secondary school volleyball. When me, alvin, daryl, and anson took a taxi there, during the trip there I was just focusing and gathering my thoughts. I didn't want to mess up like I did last time. When we got there, the sec2s were already there waiting for us. I didn't want to scare myself by seeing how awesome the other team was, so I went outside and warmed up with everyone. When the coach came, he gave us a pep talk. He said that he won't care much about the score today, he just wants us to play the match happily. If we're scared of the other team, he wants us to shout. So whenever they scored, he told us to shout. Keep our spirits high, ya know?

Ok, so during the first set, even during the pre warmups zhen yang was intimidated by the other team=p. I can see it in his setting, if he's not feeling okay, his sets will like become not good=p. First set ended with a score of 16-25? Wasn't that bad at first, I mean, like the score was quite close at first, until they pulled away. 2nd set, I got to play. I kept telling myself,"Who cares how strong they are?! They won't even come close to touching you so why bother? Just go out there, do your thing and most importantly have fun!" Starting of the match, the guys still had a sianz look on their faces. Regardless, when they scored I kept shouting all the way, and some of the guys followed so that's a good sign. And whenever we scored, I'd act like an idiot by prancing over to my team mate who scored and give him a high-five, followed by our GM cheer=p. Which sounded like a roar to me whenever we all do it together.( Guys, we all have our share of mistakes, so don't be kicking yourself about it and think about how ya'll gonna earn that point back! We're in it together ya? Just do our thing! ) I like their sports hall floor. So smooth. A few times when the ball was too low for me to set up or I was too slow, I'd get on the floor and set it up. Note that this meant that I was either in a kneeling on one or two legs position, or just sitting on the floor altogether. Then if I was in the way of them, I'd just slide me and my butt away like I was on a slide. Lol, haha =D. Our high spirits was there to guide us throughout the match, and whenever we scored I'd prance around a small circle "roaring" our GM cheer! Haha. At times, we were even leading against the feted team of Catholic high! The lead changed many times, from us in the lead 14-12, then to them 16-14, back to us again 18-16, before they finally pulled away with the victory 25-19. The last ball was a little too high for me to set, so I wanted to put it over but then one of their guys jumps up, and spikes the ball back before I even got to touch it. Oh well. After the match, the coach asked us whether we knew any areas we needed to improve on. He also said that that match wasn't half bad, we played the match happily and with high spirits & enthusiasm.

That's pretty much about it. We saw our first coach at that place too. If I had a choice, I wish the team had never split apart and that he was still our coach, regardless of whether or not I get playing time. He molded us into the people we are today, filled our curiosity with wisdom and entertained our lives with laughter. And I bet the rest of the guys would agree, that without him, we wouldn't be who we are now, and we probably wouldn't have even known each other as well as we do now. He's our first coach, and he's a great coach =). VAS final match against St Hildas, the absolute pinnacle, the very tippy top of secondary school volleyball. We're a great team guys, believe that, and never forget it.

GM! Ace, ACE, ace, ACE, ace!