I admit below isn't one of my flattering photos -- but what better way can you get to know me if I don't show you both sides of me? Haha. My studies have been alright so far -- as far as I know, I've passed my two modules (I think -- but I know I definately passed the most recent one because preliminary results were announced today). Other than that, I haven't been doing much because the modules I'm doing are alone enough to stress the life out of me, that and all the things happening around me.

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I was photo browsing through facebook, saw photos my cousin put up during HM's visit to my uncle's house -- there was a photo of my parents together but looking away from the camera, it looked really cute because they were both making faces about something (a story I would guess) but daddy likes to make faces with me when we take pictures anyway. There was this other photo of my mum grinning -- she hates taking photos (god knows why, I LOVE photos!) but it was nice to see her not shying away from the camera for once and she looked really happy.

Looking at photos of my parents make me miss home, I think if anything that would be the only reason I'd want to go home. Sure, once I get back I probably won't spend much time with them but I suppose just being home gives me the reassurance that my parents are always going to be there for me. Maybe as time goes by we really shouldn't take little things for granted -- you never really know what's going to happen next.

I miss my parents.

Over the next few weeks, I am going to swallow the International Federation of Netball Associations (IFNA) rule book. I am going to devour it, I am going to know it so badly that I would so bloody know what I'm doing when I'm playing netball. Sigh. Why? Over the weekend, I refereed the Malaysian Notts Games netball finals, which was the first final I've ever refereed for but it was the most intense because the crowd was too loud, players were getting agitated and I suppose my patience wore thin with the players constantly arguing back with my calls.

In the end Nottingham won, although I did try my best to be fair.. I was sort of rooting for Warwick but in the end, their game was falling apart with their footwork and their want to speed the game up. In a way, most of the Nottingham players were in a class of their own with their fancy catch-step-pass process, I thought it was fantastic to see that level of playing among South-East Asian playing.

I think players got annoyed with my constant whistle blowing but aah, I call them as I see them. I don't blame any of the players for getting mad at me though, I wholely understand because I know (quite well, rest assured) that I would be driving a referee up a wall if they were refereeing my game -- in the end, everyone wants to win so we'll argue our way out. Then again, there's also the fact that the referee's word is final. I really ought to learn to be stronger when it comes to these things. They're too much hassle.

Another tournament will be happening this weekend in Nottingham again -- this time I'm captaining the LufBru Shuffle team and I'll be playing with people I'm comfortable with so I guess it'll be okay. Fingers crossed. I'm just not happy with how the groupings have been calculated.. but whatever. It's not my tournament.

In the kitchen making muffins for SH's birthday.

Five out of six of my girlie housemates ;-)

Don't worry, it's just hair spray :-)

love,
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