Since the start of the day, nothing seemed to go right.

Looking at the message on my phone made my blood boiled a little. It was just a small issue to me but its the repentitive words that made me vex. Why is there a need to think negative at all times when nothing had tried out. Why admit towards defeat due to your own attitude and rather not trying to work on it? I dont understand. Probably just like what Ian said, they just dont understand how we feel.

Then. at noon, Jasmine 妹妹 called and told me of her grandpa's passing earlier in the morning. She was feeling sad but I cant do anything either. Well, I'm heading to the wake after typing this entry. I hope her family is coping well in this terrible situation where no one wants it to happen in their own family. God bless her Grandpa.

When evening comes, I ended spraining my ankle while playing soccer with CO and gang. Although I scored 4 goals, which includes a half pitch header and a thunderous volley, I still end up injuried. My ankles are giving way I guess, especially my left ankle; the one that I had injuried; it seemed that its not gonna be functioning well any longer.

The feeling throughout the day: Terrible. Think positive I guess. Tomorrow there's training with Team Alpha, definitely running on intervals. Hope I could lead everyone well since its my first ever MASS physical training with a group.

Now, to the funeral... =/ The heartache each and every one of us faced today... unbearable and hurtful... You know what I mean...