dreams

It's weird you know, the dreams I tend to have. I really think that they are in fact a manifestation of how we want life to turn out. The day before yesterday, I had a dream I was doing a page long feature for Coach for the Brunei Times. Last night, my dream was that I became a cellist...random right ? I dont quite get it..haha

Anyhooz..last night I was a bit too tired to blog. I mean, I know why I lost my singles to the Fooza...I just flopped...that was my fault. But there was a bit of a conspiracy when it came to the mixed doubles finals...I really REALLY hate the DOM...yes...by DOM, I mean 'Dirty-old-man'...I dont get it...if has a grudge against me coz I dont wanna layan him, fine. But dont take it out on me when I'm in the middle of a final's match...sure it may not be me, he may have a grudge against my partner...for what reason I dont know but hey...he's an IDIOT...I really dont like him umpiring ANY of my games...he just doesnt get that I dont want to be ANYWHERE near him...idiotic dirty old man...I mean, it was really unfair. He kept faulting my partner, and we lost 3 points to that..I totally didnt see the problem with his services...so..my partner got a bit unnerved after that...started making silly mistakes...but we werent too far behind I suppose. we lost 8-8-10...oh well..we cud've won but when fate doesnt comply, there's nothing you can do right ?

when I get really fed up, I'll put a picture up...then you'll see what a DOM he really is..man, all the problems, the unwanted stress and grievances he caused me...I should go to court and petition for a restraining order...