Shitty end

Mixed feelings.

Sports fiesta hasn't ended, but our team suicided, yesterday. I think it was a really dumb move of intima to play with our feelings.

I was ready to lose. So ready, then they said we got into semifinals. My heart went up.

Of course I have the intention to keep playing. I have the winning lust. Who doesn't? You guys can't just give us hope then say sorry it was a mistake. Wtf. I would've been so okay if I wasn't played.

Fucking hell got me so frustrated.

Songrass was played too. But I kinda felt they disappointed me more than they disappointed him.

Of course we gotta get out there and pretend like we don't really care and it's just a casual game. It's not! I was serious, at least. Songrass was too. I don't get how people who can't play actually have balls to sign up for a competition. Well if you don't play at all, what for? All our efforts fucked into the drain.

I'm sorry. I was so ready to win. I'm ready for inti close. Woman singles, mix doubles I'm ready. I wanna play like how we played in training. Fair, without being dragged down by a team with so many people. I don't even know wtf's wrong with me.

I want to be spotted by the best players. I want the hardwork to be noticed. I need someone to help get me further. Ugh. I don't even know what I meant. Fame? Not exactly. I want to play with the best players, to slowly get to their standard. I want to reach their standard, that's all.. but did they, actually notice?

The dude who beat songrass on singles without breaking sweat. And the girl with pink yellow shoes. My idol.

Sometimes I think, maybe they're too damn arrogant to stare at any of us. Sometimes... But I did caught their gaze. Or was it a mistake? Ish. The girl, especially. I wish I get to make more friends with girls who can really play. Such a rare opportunity, and I didn't get the chance to know her. Ugh. How? Pissed. Fed up.
I really wanna slap intima peeps. They're so dumb. But still, thanks for organizing. I appreciate that. Not the dumbness.