ok, i'm not exaclty in peachy mental state now but here goes...

was in karaoke room last night with mom and sylvan till about 1am. won long drive abalone can...haha...slept around 2am

woke up at 9 this morning, played stupid compulsory UBS practice round. so fucking slow, waste my time only. so bloody pissed...sigh...cabbed down to warren to go for dinner AGAIN.

sat with yu khing and his wife. he won 2nd in b div, got new home theatre system and golf bag. i won 7th in a div (stupid stableford format...shit) got some bodyfat/hydration monitor, a new shoe bag and a new boston bag. yu khing sent me back around 10.45.

i'm so tired, I'm not happy having to play the ubs thingy today (wasnt even fucking practice round) and not really hitting it great. hoping it'll somehow come together tomorrow.

they're only selecting champions of the 5 divisions to play the world finals in china...plus one wildcard. I better have my game on.

this better work out right. maybe doing all the stuff i did in the last week instead of preparing for faldo might not have been such a good idea.

bloody fuckhead might be starting to slowly slide down that hill of sudden depression again...oh crap...

*whee*

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Rob Valentine