Volleyball mania

"...Even the best fall down sometimes. Even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills my mind, I somehow find you and I collide..." - Collide by Howie Day

Definitely not my day. Sleepy. :(

I was watching the men's volleyball class today. It was exciting in a way. Sta and I both wanted to cheer them on and shout out advice and stuff. We were both so mean. We were commenting on every move of the players. There was this particular player who was short and yet he was so good. His services, tosses, spikes, assists and overhead hits were great. He's quite bossy but at least he encourages the players to play well, gives them good feedbacks and gives pieces of advice. I wonder if he's a volleyball player. Interesting. I wonder why it's only now that I really watched their game. Then there's this "girly-guy," haha, who's also good, but today, her...I mean his spikes were all outside. Too much energy. I can't wait to watch their tournament! Exciting!

I joined five psychology experiments! Haha, I saw a familiar name in one those who will conduct the experiment. I immediately avoided it. Haha!

Why is it the moment I start giving myself conditions, I don't get anything done? Take for example last night when I was making my Theo paper. I said I would start at 8. When 8 arrived, I said, 30 more minutes. When 9 came, I said I would start at 10 and so on and so forth until I fell asleep halfway through. Bleh.

Psych lesson hit right on target. Haha. Oh well.

I keep on forgetting that I'm the one supposed to facilitate the area this time. Haha. Still not getting used to being the "ate." Grr...makes me feel really old. Next week, I'll go to babad...IF I'm done with the two papers that I have due the next day.

LSS! The song was sang repeatedly during Pinoy...tsktsk.

I was watching the FIVB Grand Prix earlier at Solar Sports. It was a game between Cuba and Italy. Of course, whose team would I side with than that of Italy. I like their jerseys. Haha. But they are great players. Their coach was so funny coz for almost every mistake, he was there, shouting at the sidelines. It was an intense game. There was one Cuban player who you could really see was becoming pissed. Her attacks were always blocked by Barazza and Cella. She was so hyped up that two of her attacks were so powerful that Italy's libero couldn't stop the ball. I'm missing volleyball already...