to those tough trnings under the blazing sun when everyone felt like they would die from heat stroke. to constantly grumbling about having long runs and those looks of hope and joy when any mention that trning coud be cancelled. to that long 10 hr busride to penang that seemed so short due to all the gossiping and cards and photowhoring and singing off key at the top of our lungs. to the self psyching up before a game to the pt when we are practically yelling in the canteen. to the laughter from teasing about our many imaginary men. to the fight for our table. to the hysterical screaming by the courts and on court. to the rush of adrenaline and passion after every "RAFFLES". cheers.

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