loserville

Dear Blog,

I don't know why...but, our futsal matches the other day keep replaying in my head as though the media player in my brain is infected with some kinda virus.

I feel guilty that there were so many opportunities for goals, but none were achieved. Our team only had draws and a loss. No win. 0-0 and 0-1.

I hate myself knowing that our team could've gone far...but, I guess I'm a sucky striker.

The rest of the team did well, hands down, no doubt about it. I...was...selfish.

I was the weakling, the black in a rainbow, the mud in the pie, the pulp in a freshly squeezed orange juice (no wait, I like pulps. scratch that), the axe in a timbered tree.

Me thinky the team lost because of me.

.what a loser, l e n a.