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okay, i need to get to bed but i guess ill make a entry since i havent made one in quite a while.
i was reading previous entries and i cant help but notice how strange my journal sounds.
hmm...i dont even remember what i did today. oh yeah, squash. for the 100th time, why the bloody hell do i allow myself to fall apart whenever im playing a new opponent. its wierd because whenever i play against people below my skill level i serve fine. am i pressuring myself too much? i dont know. i played dave today and while he's better than me i think i wouldve given him a run for his money (unless im being a tad bit bigheaded) had i served properly. i used the first game to learn his playing style and tried not giving up too much of my own. once i got used to that i held my own for a bit before blowing it off on some pathetic plays. the score was 4-2 for dave when we got sent off to the american courts....and i bet everyone who plays (or has played)me knows how that mustve ended. i mean, daves great. consistant serves, clever returns...i dont know whats wrong with me though. okay, ill shut up about this now.
in the evening sasha and i found ourselves on some WCRI committees. i think im a social rep or something. anyways, ill be organizing (i guess i should say, "i will help organize"...err haha?) the social events and stuff for the term. it should be exciting.
sasha, sarah, and i had a little barbecue afterwards. it was the first time all three of us have actually hung out and i had a great time.
i had the pleasure of introducing them to sigur ros later. sarah loved the music and sasha provided me with something to think about. actually, we've gone over some pretty interesting topics today and ive really enjoyed his perspective on everything. we watched North Country after. it was an okay movie. but then again, ive watched some pretty crazy ones this weekend.
i was reading previous entries and i cant help but notice how strange my journal sounds.
hmm...i dont even remember what i did today. oh yeah, squash. for the 100th time, why the bloody hell do i allow myself to fall apart whenever im playing a new opponent. its wierd because whenever i play against people below my skill level i serve fine. am i pressuring myself too much? i dont know. i played dave today and while he's better than me i think i wouldve given him a run for his money (unless im being a tad bit bigheaded) had i served properly. i used the first game to learn his playing style and tried not giving up too much of my own. once i got used to that i held my own for a bit before blowing it off on some pathetic plays. the score was 4-2 for dave when we got sent off to the american courts....and i bet everyone who plays (or has played)me knows how that mustve ended. i mean, daves great. consistant serves, clever returns...i dont know whats wrong with me though. okay, ill shut up about this now.
in the evening sasha and i found ourselves on some WCRI committees. i think im a social rep or something. anyways, ill be organizing (i guess i should say, "i will help organize"...err haha?) the social events and stuff for the term. it should be exciting.
sasha, sarah, and i had a little barbecue afterwards. it was the first time all three of us have actually hung out and i had a great time.
i had the pleasure of introducing them to sigur ros later. sarah loved the music and sasha provided me with something to think about. actually, we've gone over some pretty interesting topics today and ive really enjoyed his perspective on everything. we watched North Country after. it was an okay movie. but then again, ive watched some pretty crazy ones this weekend.