5:15pm.
Finally i'm back home sitting ifront of the computer.
I'm so dead, after 3 days of racing.
It's a killer, i swear.
I didn't race all races but the new sail & board is really a big no no.
Nobody wears a new dancing shoes to a dancing competition.
True enough i made that mistake.
I didn't regret, experience.
Got a position 6th and 2nd.
I didn't race today cause i'm really not well.
The feeling suck to the effing core.
But it's over for now.
More trainings coming up.
I'm gonna get hold of the 7.8m sail!!
Idk how long it'll take but i'll try.
Old man is really demanding. He don't understand what the hell am i going true.
What passion of a windsurfer & stuff.
I'm not a robot.
People can do it doesn't mean that i could or i should.
Resting for 2 days wednesday back to training. :)
My hand has a super big hole, blister.
Flesh insight makes me puke. Disgusting.
My legs is full of scratches, do i deserve all this?
So it's my fault to be so clumsy.
Gosh i don't want to talk about it anymore.
Had a little arguement with D last night.
But we're fine now.
I thought i would be able to see him but no i didn't had a chance,
& he's booking in tonight, Damn it.
I'm sorry, sweet heart.
My blogshop is rotting.
please support!!!!
SUPPORT!Bye people.