Those sticks and balls told me that if you can't do something, try half of it first. If you never try, you never know, if you don't try hard enough, you won't find out too. Although some things may seem impossible at first, if you set your heart and mind to it, just maybe, you'll succeed. Those courts and whistles remind me that as long as I live, there'll always be something I'll need to improve on. Cos honestly, there are some things we'll just never be that good at, or bad habits we'll never totally get rid of. That's where acceptance and assimilation comes in, but that doesn't mean that we should stop trying.

Those days. That I'm already terrified of missing. Correction, this time, it does qualify as missing. We might not have noticed it, but we have already had the last league trainings of our undergraduate life. And I spent it being unhappy in tempest training. What a waste. Thank goodness for the presence of the storm sisters. There's a dull ache in me already. I wonder if I'll burst out in tears when I really have to leave this place that I call home.

The past few months, I really wasn't that happy in hall anymore and was glad to use it as a silver lining for my graduation. But right now, all the tables have turned again and I'm not sure if I'm playing my cards right. Then again, I'm winning, and I should cherish that. What will be, will be.