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Chapter 200 : HOBOHOBO

I'm backkkk. 
Sorry I was just too lazy to blog yesterday. :P 
SOOO, let me just start this post off with : 

THE Universiti Malaya's (otherwise known as UM) DORM SUCKS TO THE MAX. 
It's as stinky and as dirty and as creepy as hell! 
AND YEAH I'M TOTALLY SERIOUS ABOUT THE CREEPY PART! D: 
Especially the lockers lol. 
I keep imagining hairy green hands coming out of the locker grabbing my leg to have for lunch. 
LOL. WTF right. Yes yes. 
Oh btw, I shared a room with May Gin and Jia Lin. 
May Vin, May Lyn and Yong Zhin shared another room.


*goes to tumblr to reblog stuff* 
*goes to youtube* 
*goes to facebook*

HAHA I know I'm not gonna finish this post if I keep going to other sites.
Well, just like the past years, we lost. 
Jia Lin and May Gin played first singles and second singles.
And as usual, May Lyn and I paired up to play doubles.
Surprisingly, I wasn't that nervous. (seriously)
But played like shit also la. -_- 
I dunno what happened. Every ball I hit it just goes out. 
And I couldn't "play my game" as Mr Kuan says because all the balls are going out. =.=
So I just had to try to put all the balls in so we could have more chance to win.
But sadly, our opponents were more consistent and they grabbed the chance to kill us. 
Okay, overall, I just played really badly. 
Nuff said. :( 


JL and MG played superbly but luck was on their opponents' side so yeah. :) 
I hated the wait. ( We had to wait for those idiotic people to announce stuff so that we could play.) 
The wait was nerve-wrecking and I wonder how I managed to endure it. 
Hmm. The Selangor and Sabah people were nice. (: 



Okay so the next day after we lost, we went to support the U-15 boys. 
Poor Najmi had to play with a tall, white and korean-looking dude. LOL.
He was kinda fat. :O Chubby maybe. But he plays good tennis. Wait, not good. AWESOME.
Fine, he represents Malaysia. Of course he's good. ==
BUT, POOR NAJMI. =( 
I couldn't stand watching him get beaten. D:
It's just so sad. lols.
The doubles match was more entertaining though! 
They were down 3-6 but they got back up and defeated Selangorrrrrrrrrrrr. 
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO. 
But then Shawn lost to a Wilson-sponsored player, who played reaaaaaaaaaaallyyy consistently.



The U-12 girls were awesome! They got into the quarter-finals! ;) 
But lost to NS la. 
Never mind girls, there's always a next time! 




Conclusion, all of us lost. 
But, we're still happy. LOL. 




Haha. I kinda miss hoboing with you people larr. :) 
May Lyn, May Gin, May Vin,  Jia Lin, Yong Zhin, Jeremy and Wen Xing. 
It was extremely fun. =) but sometimes the mosquitoes can really get to my nerves! 

I totally loved the ayam-calling part between Wen Xing and Najmi. LOL. 

Najmi : AYAM!
Wen Xing : SIAPE AYAM?!!
Najmi : OH TAKDE TAKDE. Sye ayam, sye ayam. 

*after a few seconds*
Najmi : Ayaaam! 
Wen Xing : *runs to Najmi and tackles him down* 
Najmi : TOLOOOOOONGGGGG~~ TOLOOOONG~~~ 



HAHAHAHAHA. Funny shit. 

;) 






x
Celine! 




I miss Kolej 7. 
And the pebbles. 
And hoboing lifelessly beside the street. 





I miss you people. <3 :) 

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