absence makes the heart grow fonder

after a long hiatus, i've finally went for training. one of the main reason was because training was at OCC la...near to my house=)

and then i realised how much i missed bowling. the satisfaction i derived everytime i hit the target and get what i want.

haiyaaa, but training is going to be back at mt faber la...so far away!

i was cleaning the bowling balls this afternoon, and memories of the past kept flooding back. it wasnt the sad emo-ness, but the happy one. made me smile when i think of all the bowling trainings, the overseas trip, and all the silly things we did, oggling over boys( *ahem* right glenda?) the glory and excitement i got from bowling, cant be felt anywhere else.


and now i've got a bad back, aching ass, and a sore thumb. but i guess it's all part and parcel of bowling. eric ask me to bowl 3 times a week, but i told him my thumb would fall off if i did. =P what an excuse! haha i trained 6 times a week back in those days, little time left for studies, so that explains a lot.

that orange spareball in the bag, followed me for 7 years now, through thick and thin, competitions after competitions, i've kissed it, slammed it on the floor before, and it nv complains. im sooooo afraid it would crack one day, when it does, then it's prolly the time to stop.

left my ♥ at the bowling alley...